As if they had guessed each other's goals, the two of them were surprisingly moving in the same direction.

Paladin.

Pale blood is the most important thing.

Arrahan was the closest, and it was only a few breaths before he came to the area where the paladin and Bose were fighting, and he didn't say a word, ignoring that Bose pounced directly on the paladin.

"What are you, fuck me off!"

Bowes snorted coldly.

"Bed bugs are bed bugs, you have to have the consciousness of hiding in the shadows, your purpose is him?" Bowes snorted coldly.

"All of you, don't even think about leaving here today."

The paladin ducked backwards and saw Arrahan who came to him, he was stunned at first, but he quickly felt something from Arrahand.

"It's you!"

"Soul Eater, you're behind the scenes!"

"At first, I was very yearning for this treasure, but I withdrew from the transaction on the same day, so you made this plan."

In a flash of lightning, the paladin figured out the cause and effect.

"How did you find me......

"I see."

The paladin sighed.

"You killed him."

"You didn't hesitate to sell everyone to the Knights of the Round Table for this thing."

Dodging Bowes' attack, the paladin looked distractedly into the distance.

He saw Roger rushing towards him and the three figures following him.

Farther away, two other people stood on the stone pillars that towered into the sky.

"What a show, 6 Knights of the Round Table, Lancelock has drained almost all the power he can control, how many lives did you spend to feed him before that?"

"It's not about you!"

Arahand snorted coldly.

"It's worth it for as many people die for that thing!"

Close enough, Arrahand stopped rushing forward, his fists clenched, his heart beating wildly, and a slit opened, and pale blood flowed out of it.

The momentum on Arahan's body soared, his face was covered with green muscles, and his whole body had also undergone great changes.

Because of Roger, his ritual is not completely completed, as long as he uses all his strength, he will inevitably transform into a monster.

"So you too!"

Bose seemed to sense Arrahand's physical conflict at this time, and he sneered.

But at this time, Arrahand, whose strength had skyrocketed, didn't take him seriously at all, and rushed to Bowes almost instantly.

"Get out of here!"

Arrahand's dark arm whipped like a whip.

The air was torn apart, and the compression emitted a burst of thunder.

With a metallic sheen reflected on his body, and as the most defensive of all the Knights of the Round Table, he has the confidence to face any enemy attack!

"Tough hit, who's afraid of whom!"

He took a step forward, not dodging or dodging, and smashed into Arrahand's attack.

"Idiot."

At the moment when the two attacks were about to collide, Arrahan suddenly sneered, and his outstretched arm wrapped around Bose like a swimming snake, and the whole person's body was elongated, and almost instantly circled behind Bose.

A cold voice penetrated into Bose's ears.

"Do you have a brain?"

"Didn't you hear what he just called me?"

"Soul Eater ......"

The word flashed through his mind, and the next moment Bose was struck like lightning, and Arrahand's palm gently covered his head.

Rumble!

Bowes was pushed out by a powerful force, and the others turned their heads in mid-air to see their floating bodies in surprise.

"What's going on?"

"My body, my ......"

Bowes looked down and saw his transparent hands, and in an instant he seemed to understand something.

"It's a soul attack."

"Oops."

Geraint, who was standing on the stone pillar, frowned.

This is an ordinary-looking young man, and he can't even detect the aura of a transcendent person just by his appearance.

"Bowes has encountered the toughest enemy, the guy who hides behind the scenes is proficient in soul attacks, and this is Bowes's weakness."

"After several inheritance ceremonies, his body and soul were incompatible, and he was seized by his opponent and played out of the state of soul detachment."

"Don't worry."

Lancelot didn't care.

"This is our territory, they can't escape, slowly encroach on them, so as to avoid the persecution of too much tension and other casualties."

"Tell everyone to be careful."

Lancelot instructed.

Jaylan nodded, holding out his index finger to his brow, and a message was sent to everyone's minds.

That's exactly one of Geraint's abilities.

He is also known as the Whisperer of the Heart.

"I'll help Bowes."

After speaking, a yellow light shot out of his eyes, and it seemed to communicate with Bose in the state of soul detachment.

The blow knocked Bose back, and Arrahand did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, his purpose was not at all, he turned around and rushed towards the paladin not far away.

"Give me back my stuff!"

The pale blood in Arrahand's body pulsed, and it also attracted another part of the blood that had been swallowed into the body by the paladin.

The connection between the two made the paladin seem to understand something.

At this moment, Roger had already rushed in front of him.

"Who said it belonged to you?"

Roger smiled, angered by Arrahand's anger.

"Not only is it mine, I'm going to take the rest of your body with me!"

Roger stretched out his hand, and the paladin immediately felt a strange sensation in his body, and the moment his spirit relaxed, a beating pale flame broke free from his restraints and rushed towards Roger at an extremely fast speed!

"Give it back, give it back to me!"

Although he was the actual owner of this pale blood, Roger had prepared in advance after all, and it took a lot of effort for Arrahan to activate the resonance between the two drops of blood just now.

Before he could gain control, Roger suddenly killed and easily mobilized the activity of the blood in the paladin's body.

"I said it was mine."

Roger didn't look at Arahan's crazy face, pale flames pulsing into his chest.

Looking at the other people who followed behind him, Roger ran into the distance without looking back.

As long as he has this pale drop of blood in his hand, then Arrahan is a cat that smells fishy will show up sooner or later, and the situation at this time is too chaotic, and there are 6 inheritance knights alone.

Even if Roger has confidence in himself, he will not be arrogant and think that he can pick 6 from 1.

And among them, there are also inheritance knights like Lancelot who are at the peak of the third order.

"Stop!"

"Give it back to me!"

Seeing that what belonged to him slipped away again, Arrahand could no longer control the tyranny in his heart, and he roared angrily, fully activating the power of blood.

The body was sharply raised, wings stretched out from the back, and one swooped down towards Roger.

"You've taken your stuff, so it's time to give it back to me what belongs to me."

Looking at Roger in the distance, the paladin beckoned.

But after a second, nothing happened.

The paladin's face turned a little ugly.

"The fog?" He smiled wryly.

"Fooled ......"