The Knight King of the Otherworldly Moon

"The strength is good! It's just... the brain has a brain, oh, I forgot, this thing doesn't even have a head."

Lucifer easily complained about his opponent just now.

If the thing just now had a head-to-head battle, it had already reached the level of a round table and might be stronger than most round tables.

But unfortunately, it has no brains.

Well, the real meaning of the brain.

Not a single small trap was found, and now I am dying.

However, that thing just felt a little wrong.

That kind of... an abnormal feeling between the physical and the spiritual body, it is not accurate to say that it is an undead, but it does not look like a living body.

Strange things become more and more.

While Lucifer was thinking so, the figure of Joan of Arc suddenly appeared in the distance.

She was waving her hand and trying to run towards her.

"Excellent, King.

finally found you."

At this time, the clothes on Joan's body were already stained with dust, and her expression was a little tired.

I don't know where the flag I made for her went.

"Jane"

Lucifer's expression was a little subtle.

This Joan of Arc in front of her looks a little weird, not to mention some of her small movements, which are not the same as what she remembers, even the name is not right.

The only thing that is right is her breath.

"Well, it's me! Wang, do you remember me?"

Joan of Arc looked a little innocent, she looked at Lucifer with a pitiful expression.

"Of course...don't remember."

Saying that, Lucifer turned his hand knife into a blade.

Joan of Arc beheaded horizontally in front of him.

"what!"

With such words, the only white cloth left in the air, Joan of Arc's figure has disappeared.

She stepped back a long way before pulling a safe distance from Lucifer.

"Oh! It's dangerous! It's dangerous! How on earth did you find out about me? I think I'm pretty good at disguising myself."

Joan of Arc, or the assassin disguised as Joan of Arc, showed a dangerous smile at this moment.

"Next time you want to pretend, don't look for someone I know well.

Your performance of Joan of Arc is too clumsy, it makes me feel like I can't bear to look directly.

Well, throw away the mask on your face and reveal your true self, Assassin."

Whether it's Lea or Jeanne, or El and Anna.

in spite of....

The other party's disguise is so good, as long as it is not himself, Lucifer can find problems from some of their body habits and even in their eyes.

For themselves, they are the most familiar people.

If you assassinate yourself, it's best to find someone who is not very familiar to disguise it.

It's better to pretend to be Leonardo da Vinci than them.

"That's not good! It's hard to find such an interesting face, no need to do anything.

What if I told you that I had met this girl in your identity before this time?"

Between the words, the fake Joan of Arc put one hand on her cheek, as if she was sighing.

But in an instant, he felt a gust of fist wind blowing across the side, and he used the movement technique in boxing to quickly evade, barely avoiding the sudden blow.

His figure flew like a shadow to the chimney of a three-story building.

He just stopped, and the camouflaged headgear on his head made a sound, and then fell to the ground with a click.

Just being rubbed to the edge had already broken the metal headgear, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like just being hit.

And the fate of being hit is right in front of his eyes.

Lucifer's fist hit the ground, and with this as the center, the ground with a radius of more than ten meters sank, and the street seemed to be hit by a boulder.

"I should have said, don't speak in front of me with Joan's face.

That just makes me feel sick.

Originally, I was wondering if I could talk normally, but now, I don't want to hear your voice anymore."

Lucifer raised his hand, he moved his hand bones, and the joints made a clicking sound.

If it wasn't for the opponent's face with Joan of Arc, the blow just now would not be a fist, but a sword.

"What a terrifying destructive power! It turns out that, even if you don't use that kind of... small means, it is not your opponent.

But now you're angry."

Feeling the pressure coming from Lucifer, a drop of sweat dripped from the forehead of the fake Joan of Arc.

He felt like he had picked the wrong opponent.

no.282 Two worlds

When he saw the wolf king disappear before, he subconsciously thought that Lucifer was a magician with only a few tricks, at most... a magic swordsman.

But now it seems that the truth is far more wonderful than imagined.

The moment the assassin pondered, it might not even be a second.

But in this very short period of time, three 3-spheres suddenly appeared around the house where he was, with the sphere as the vertex, the blue tetrahedron was formed instantly.

At the same time, a similar model appeared in Lucifer's palm, but it was much smaller than the one over there.

"Disappear with the beautiful stars, mouse!"

Lucifer's hand directly shattered the model in his hand, as if he had been sensed.

The four-sided mirror body that surrounded the assassin was simultaneously shattered.

"Oops!"

The assassin's expression froze for a moment, and the entire house was drawn into the extreme white light.

After a while, the white light disappeared.

The house there also disappeared at the same time.

At this time, Lucifer did not have the joy of victory, but looked at a ditch that was forcibly opened on the ground.

At the last moment just now, the other party just... escaped from here.

"Cut! A mouse is... a mouse, let's not talk about how strong it is, the ability to punch holes is quite good."

After speaking, Lucifer followed the trail of the opponent and started to move forward.

Since there are unexpected assassins joining, it is a question worth thinking about whether Joan of Arc is still in place.

Since the target of the other party is himself and Joan of Arc, there will definitely be relevant clues in the direction of his departure.

However, the... assassin in front of him seems to be very good at hiding his breath, and after a while, there is no trace.

To this end, Lucifer took out two 2-run road signs, one pointing to Joan of Arc and the other pointing to the assassin just now.

Interestingly, they are moving in the same direction.

On the far other side of the city center, Jeanne felt a burst of depression, and the strength in her body seemed to remind her of what disaster was coming.

Attracted by the voice in her heart, she walked towards the distant clock tower.

Along the way, she avoided the monsters very carefully based on the common sense of battle she had learned from Lucifer.

However, the only passage leading to the bell tower was the staircase in front of him, which was being guarded by a priest with crimson eyes.

The clergy who once believed in the gods have now fallen into monsters.

Joan of Arc looked around and didn't find a place to take a detour, just when she was still thinking about whether to fight head-on or wait for Lucifer to appear.

A strong sound came from the front, accompanied by the shaking of the ground.

Then when Joan of Arc looked at the fallen priest again, he was already crushed to the floor by the whole person.

And standing on him was the figure of Lucifer.

Just now, Lucifer's punch dropped to the ground, just like when Lucifer fought the assassin before.

Joan was stunned when she saw Lucifer, and when she was trying, Lucifer had already looked at the place where Joan was hiding and said.

"Are you all right, Jeanne!"

"Lucifer! Great, it's your end."

Joan of Arc happily ran towards Lucifer in front of her.

But halfway through the run, her footsteps gradually slowed down, with doubts on her face.

"Don't worry, since I'm here, I won't hurt you again."

At this moment, Lucifer didn't feel anything wrong, he opened his hand, as if preparing to meet Jeanne.

Joan of Arc approached slowly, only a few dozen steps away, but she walked for a while.

She walked and watched.

Finally, the moment she came to Lucifer, the gun flag in her hand was aimed at Lucifer and swung down.

Lucifer seemed to be prepared and quickly backed away.