"Who sent you" Standing in front of Joan of Arc, the wind said casually, the Dead Apostles who are not at the ancestral level are completely stress-free to deal with.

"Who is Your Excellency?" The young man stepped back inadvertently, the other party didn't do anything, but by virtue of the situation that appeared, he knew that it was not easy to mess with.

"Black Wing Gong, White Wing Gong, Mei Lian, it can't be Alte Luqi, right?"

Ghost Wind doesn't believe that the Dead Apostles will join the army, so normal Dead Apostles won't have those interests, right? If there is an ancestral order, it is still a little possible.

"Those are not the ones that a little person like me can know" With a cold sweat on his forehead, every name he said was a character who stood at the apex of the Dead Apostles, and was called the Twenty-Seven Ancestors.

It's not an ordinary twenty-seven ancestors, they are all the original generation, the real ancestor-level twenty-seven ancestors.

"Qi, what do you want" Looking at the other party's appearance, he knew that he was a scumbag, a guy like cannon fodder, so it was better to let him die directly, the floating body had not yet advanced, and a pair of white arms had already hugged him.

Rubbing, rubbing, the soft and delicate little face rubbed against the wind face.

“……”

Rub, rub

"Huh?!" Youfeng's face showed a lovely shock, what kind of unfolding is this!

There was a hint of blood on the pale face of the Dead Apostle directly opposite, who was destined to be the enemy's guy, and preemptively struck to see what kind of strength he had.

Having survived for nearly a hundred years, he has a safe way to evacuate even in the face of the church's agents.

The sound of the wind whistling, white light flashed, and sharp claws thrust into the opponent's defenseless right hand, only to be a silent impact beyond the young Dead Apostle's expectations. His tentative attack was blocked by a thin layer of skin. Didn't even bring the slightest harm to the other party.

"Don't take advantage of this opportunity to run away. You're so daring."

It took a while to finally break free from Joan of Arc's embrace, and the wind looked at the young dead apostle with contempt, maybe he would not be too lazy to chase if he ran directly.

Real name: Xixing Temple Yufeng / Wu Feng

Gender: Male

Length and weight: 154cm.? kg

Attribute: Order? good

Strength: EX

Durability: EX

Agility: A

Magic: C

Lucky: A

Treasure: A++

Skills:

Strange Force: EX

A combat talent that mixes a variety of divine powers, strengthens the strength of the individual's body to the point of peak, and without wearing any armor, the physical body is enough to neutralize all attacks below level A, whether it is physical means or magic.?? MONOCULUS: B

MONOCULUS in flux. It hasn't been completely changed.,Originally, it was a high-level magic eye that had reached the A rank.,The current effect ability is unknown.。

Dual Variable Wings: EX

It was originally a piece of equipment, but after it evolved, it became a personal ability, and when it was opened, its agility increased by a notch, which could open the door to another dimension.

Dead Inhibition: A

The body contains enough dead energy to easily destroy a country, and it is sealed with great power and replaced with a little magic power.

True love is genderless: C~EX

Too high a charm, so that the opposite sex and the same sex will have different degrees of favor, because it is not caused by magic. It has no effect on magic, and the resistance depends on the individual's willpower. It has different effects on different groups of people.

Love your family: EX

At best, no one is allowed to hurt their loved ones, but at worst, it is tracheitis, and there is no resistance to the opposite sex that they approve of and the mutual favorability of both parties to a certain extent, and all attributes slide to E.

Noble Phantasm:

Purple Moon Funeral Song: A++

Type: Treasure to people

Attack Range: 1~999

Max Catch: 1000

The strongest Noble Phantasm held by the Ghost Wind of the West Wandering Temple, completed the second evolution, specially customized for it, the prototype is an umbrella-shaped Noble Phantasm, which can be changed into different forms of Noble Phantasms according to needs, and the power is reduced by 20%

When holding the Purple Moon Burial Song in battle, the caster will have five statuses: Interest, Recovery, Amplification, Saver, and Melee Invincibility.

Because it doesn't come as a job agency, there is no job placement skill, but it's a good thing for the wind, and job placement is not only equal to skill but also equal to limitation.

The increase brought by the skill of the job is definitely not as good as his full exertion.,In case it's a spearman, maybe he will give a forced lucky E or something.,It's still not good.。

A miscellaneous soldier who is less than the ancestral level, the wind said that he can't break his own defense if he stands still.

The Immortal Card still shows most of the abilities except for Death Breath...... Well, nothing out of the ordinary

Not really! Ignore the two of the following skills......

Youfeng swore that if he hadn't looked carefully at his state at first, he would never have come down so easily......

Definitely not an opponent, a temptation has made the young Dead Apostle have come to this conclusion, even a new Dead Apostle knows what an overwhelming disadvantage is.

Before he could unleash his secret technique and escape, the inhuman weight quickly spread from his abdomen to his whole body, and the whole person was embedded in the stone mountain a hundred meters away.

The mouth is full of the smell of blood, is this really the power that humans can have!

"Even though the body is immortal, it is also easy to kill a dead apostle without external force, especially a dead apostle who is not yet at the ancestral level," said Yu Feng calmly with his feet pressed against the young dead apostle's chest.

"Tell me all you know, and at least I'll give you a chance to live"

It seems to be lightly pressed against his chest, but it is a weight that is difficult to resist, and the young dead apostle can be sure that as long as the other party wants to, he can be absolutely dead in the next moment.

“…… I also received a summons one day out of the blue, from a higher Dead Apostle," the young Dead Apostle said reluctantly, with blood rising from the corners of his mouth.

is overwhelmingly powerful, so he has no choice at all.

"I was asked to go to England to gather, and when I arrived, I found that I was not alone, at least more than 100 people."

"We've always been on orders from the High Dead, and I really don't know who is at the top."

“…… The upper echelons of England have been mixed with the existence of the ancestral class? ”

Ghostwind muttered to himself, the Dead Apostles who could control a hundred people, at least the ancestral Dead Apostles, and the gathering in England did not cause too many waves, so that Ghostwind had to think about his initial random guesses.

I don't think some of England's top brass has really become a Dead Apostle.

"When did you infiltrate the English army," asked the Wind as he looked down at the Young Dead Apostle.

“…… Seven years ago," said the young dead reluctantly, it was not without benefit for them to enter the army, and that some prisoners would be pressed to feed them as far as they were allowed.

Occasionally, a few soldiers will be arrested for violating the ban, and as long as it doesn't make a big fuss, no one will be held accountable.

"It's up to your luck to survive or not"

Nodding slightly, with a toe pick, the young dead apostle's whole person was picked up and flyed, and a wave of air instantly blew around him, and the young dead apostle disappeared into the eyes of the wind with a punch, and flew far away to the sky. (To be continued.) )

PS: This fox is written in a fantasy version of the Hundred Years' War, don't pursue the original version~

Sure enough, if you write a subscription seriously, it will plummet →→