Thundered.

Different from the sword technique just now, Gao Wen's attack at this time was huge, and a powerful force swept all around.

The floors, walls, and ceiling were blasted open by the force of the manic, and the spears that flew out were like a torrent that shattered everything they encountered in their path.

After breaking through the house and catching up with Galahad, there was a violent explosion.

From beginning to end, Roger just stood, did not attack either side, and did not react in any way.

Gawain did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He looked at Roger, who was standing not far away.

"Dear Lancelot, guess what kind of damage my attack just caused?"

"To be honest, do you want this woman to be killed by me directly......"

His eyes were full of demagogy.

"Do you want to do it yourself?"

"What I just said is true, I don't think Green will make you a candidate for captain, the two of us have been fighting for 100 years, but in the eyes of others, we are just clowns on the stage."

"If I told you that the head of the regiment had already been decided, would you believe it?"

Rumble!

A furious sound was heard in the distance, followed by the black weapon returning the way it came.

No, it's even stronger than before.

A large hole had been broken in the front of the house, and through this hole, Roger saw Galahad outside the courtyard.

In the slash just now, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Gawain's knife shredded almost every inch of the fabric on Galahad's body.

Although Galahad still had clothes hanging on her body at this time, in fact, from some angles, she might as well not wear it at all.

The next second, Roger saw Galahad casually tear apart the clothes hanging on his body.

Then expose his white copper body to the moonlight.

No matter how you look at it, Galahad can be called a real beauty.

Transcendents like them, after reaching a certain level, the proportions of their bodies will almost be trimmed to the most perfect state under the influence of bloodline.

Therefore, it was difficult for Roger to imagine that there would be a fat and strong woman among the fourth-order transcendentals.

Unless they have a special bloodline, most of the transcendents are handsome men and beautiful women.

Galahad, of course, is no exception.

Whether it is facial features or body proportions, it is enough to fascinate anyone.

But at this time, in this naked woman, Roger saw something different.

In the moonlight, Galahad's body shimmered with a silvery sheen.

Runes, dense runes.

Roger would never have believed that what emerged from under Galahad's skin was just a tattoo for decoration.

"Want to try my qualifications?"

Galahad didn't mind his body being exposed in front of the two of them at all.

She even raised her chest with some pride, wantonly showing off her beauty.

and powerful.

"What are you?"

Galahad sneered.

"A bunch of poor worms who survive on the inheritance ritual."

"You have no idea what I went through to get to where I am today and what I am today?"

He looked at Roger.

"Lancelot, your choice is disappointing."

"The First Horseman?"

"Phew!"

"What that traitor said is not accurate, I am not a candidate for the next regimental commander."

"I am the heir!"

"Do you think the top of the Privy Council are stupid? They naturally chose me for a reason. ”

"I'll give you a choice now."

"Either take a stand and kill this traitor."

"Or, I'll kill you two together!"

"Want to stay out of it?" Galahad had a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Superfluous."

The light on Galahad's body became brighter and brighter, and the silver runes hidden under her skin seemed to be alive, and the energy was activated little by little, as if a set of armor was put on her.

Because of Galahad's previous abilities, Roger had always been mistaken for the direction of her attacks that were biased towards spirit or spells.

But look at her performance at this time.

The woman's body was clearly her weapon.

"It's kind of interesting."

There was a glint of eagerness in Gawain's eyes, and if he had changed to Gawain during the day, it was very likely that he would have avoided some unnecessary battles.

But as he had just said, he was clearly crazier at night than usual.

Roger held the Frost Sword in his hand to his chest.

He had already activated the energy in the weapon, and at this time, it was completely the aura of Lancelot's body.

"Choose, choose or choose!"

Roger pretended to be manic, "I understand what you two have in mind. ”

"You all want to take advantage of me?"

"You forced me!"

"Die, both of you die!"

Roger roared, the weapon in his hand swept across, and the aura of frost spread out from the sword, completely enveloping it in ice on all sides.

Like crazy, he launched an indiscriminate attack!

The whole house was covered in frost, and a thin layer of frost spread on the surrounding furniture.

In the face of Roger's attack, Gawain easily dodged the past, but he was not angry but happy, in his heart, Roger at this time seemed to have lost his mind under oppression.

And that's exactly what he needs.

It's just that Galahad's variable is too much, and some of the plans he once envisioned cannot be implemented.

Gawain dodged Roger's attack, but Galahad on the other side was not in such a good mood, and she stepped forward, letting the cold envelop her.

There was no defense, but Roger's attack landed on Galahad's body with only a crackling sound, but he couldn't even break through the surface defenses.

In the next second, Galahad rushed towards Roger like a cannonball, and the woman's body seemed to be her weapon.

Roger struggled to control his power level and drive as much energy as possible in his weapon.

Raising his sword and slashing, the Frost Sword and Galahad's fist collided hard.

The skin was torn apart, and the hidden silver runes were darkened, but the blade was stuck in the bones and could not move on.

Roger felt like he hadn't struck a bone, but a weapon!

Resisting Roger's attack, Galahad punched Roger in the chest, Roger's face changed, and the whole person was sent flying out by the violent force.

The body smashed through the wall, and before flying into the bushes, he saw a black and a white body fighting together.

"What's next?"

Roger pondered.

His own family knew his own affairs, and his own strength attribute was far from that of Lancelot, so he couldn't use this weapon like the Sword of the Sun.

If you really fight, when the battle is scorched, you will definitely be seen by the other two people.

"Do you want to help Gawain take out Galahad?"

"Then use this to win Gawain's trust and infiltrate Lancelot's team as him."

"After a series of changes, it is normal for Lancelot's personality to have some changes."

Or......

Roger looked at Gawain in the dark, and another thought popped up in his heart.

"Do you want to stab Gawain in the back?"

"He shouldn't be guarding against me at this time, right?"

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