The King of Knights in a Different World

Besides, she doesn't want to owe Lucifer a favor.

"Very good! By the way, it's the last memorial. What's your name?"

"I don't have a name."

"No name! I'll give you one."

Hearing this, Lucifer said very naturally.

This...beauty under the moon seems to be in that...time period that has never left a name in history, and may even have been imprisoned here not long after she was born.

Maybe it was intended to use her as a backup séance material, maybe it was something else.

But without a doubt, her current mental defense is much easier to break through.

"..."

It was obviously just a simple sentence, but the True Ancestor suddenly felt a little nostalgia for Sheng.

From birth, I don't know what it is, I don't know what it means to be born, and I don't know where it is.

But this simple sentence made her always dark world into a light.

"Beauty under the crimson moon, Poppy.

Like it"

Lucifer smiled and said her name.

"Your name, human."

Poppy murmured, even she didn't realize it.

There were more tears in the corner of her eyes.

"Lucifer.

Remember, goodbye, Poppy."

Saying that, Lucifer withdrew the holy sword in his hand.

The star patterns on the back of his hand shone brightly, and then the Holy Sword of Stars appeared in his hand.

This is a holy sword with the ability to cut things, and it can open the bondage on her body.

"Hmph! Don't see you again."

During the words, Lucifer waved the holy sword.

no.281 fake

The world in the mirror was shattered, and the place where Lucifer reappeared in Salem was a lowland in Salem, and the sewage in the big pipe in the distance was flowing to the sea.

It is very far away from the previous city.

"Not much time."

Lucifer looked up at the sky and said.

With a light jump, Lucifer came to the steps.

Just as he was about to quickly return to the previous church, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

The black shadow brought a gust of wind, cutting the ground like a blade, and the street lamp next to it was instantly cut off and darkened at the same time.

Facing the sudden attack, a wall of ice appeared under Lucifer's feet, preventing the enemy's surprise attack.

A few cracks flashed across the ice wall, and as the cracks continued to expand, the ice wall suddenly shattered.

However, after this period of time, Lucifer had already retreated.

The black shadow came in pursuit again, from one side of the alley to the other side of the alley, the sound of countless swords clashing came from the darkness along the way.

After Lucifer exited from the other side of the alley, the black shadow followed immediately.

Afterwards, the buildings on both sides of the entire alley suddenly collapsed.

The moonlight now reflected the true identity of Sombra.

"I've seen a headless horseman riding a horse, but it's the first time I've seen one riding a wolf."

Lucifer looked at the monster in front of him with great interest.

This thing is different from the previous monsters.

"I always feel that there are too many messy things."

Under the moon, the giant wolf growled.

The most primitive wildness and killing intent are aroused at this moment.

Before Lucifer finished speaking, the headless horseman's attack came again.

A headless horseman riding a giant wolf, holding a pair of scimitars.

And the giant wolf with the scimitar in its mouth can't help but remind Lucifer that he once saved the big dog Shiv.

When that guy fought him afterwards, he also had the great sword of Artorius in his mouth.

The Headless Horseman pounced again, this time, Lucifer seemed to take half a step back, and did not avoid the attack.

The giant wolf and the scimitar directly divided Lucifer's body into two parts, but when the giant wolf reacted, Lucifer in its mouth had already turned into balls of flames.

Not far behind it, Lucifer opened his arms, and the magic power in his palm gathered.

At the same time, dozens of runes on the ground were launched at the same time, and in an instant, the giant wolf was surrounded by an extremely black sphere.

A small Milky Way can also be seen flickering on the globe.

Lucifer's palm shrank, and in an instant, many forcibly compressed cracks appeared on the black ball, and white light glowed in the cracks.

At that moment, it was like the original explosion of the stars in the universe.

Finally, under the extreme light, the extremely black ball shrinks rapidly, and finally turns into a point.

completely disappeared from this world.

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

Lucifer easily complained about his opponent just now.

If that thing was fighting head-on just now, it has already reached the level of the round table, and it may be stronger than most round tables.

But unfortunately, it has no brains.

Well, the real meaning of the brain.

I haven't found even a small trap, so that I can't die now.

However, it just felt a little strange to me.

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

There are more weird things.

When Lucifer was thinking this way, Joan of Arc's figure suddenly appeared from afar.

She was waving her hands and trying to run towards herself.

"Very well, King.

finally found you."

At this time, the clothes on Joan of Arc's body were covered with dust, and her expression was a bit tired.

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

"Jean of Arc"

Lucifer's expression was a little subtle.

The Joan of Arc in front of me looks a little weird, let alone some of her small movements, which are different from what I remember, even the name is wrong.

The only correct thing is her breath.

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

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

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

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

Cut off Joan of Arc in front of him horizontally.

"What!"

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

She backed away a long way before keeping a safe distance from Lucifer.

"Oh! It's so dangerous! It's so dangerous! How did you find me? I think my ability to disguise is pretty good."

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, which makes me feel like I can't bear to look directly at you.

Now, throw off the mask on your face and reveal yourself, assassin."

Whether it's Leah or Joan, or Al and Anna.

in spite of....

No matter how well the other party is disguised, as long as it is not the real person, Lucifer can find problems from some small habits on their bodies and even their eyes.

For me, they are the most familiar people.

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

Pretending to be Da Vinci is better than them.

"That can't be done! It's hard to find such an interesting face, so there's no need to do it.

What if I tell you that I have seen this girl in your identity before?"

During the speech, the false Jeanne of Arc put one hand on her cheek, as if she was sighing something.

But in an instant, he felt a gust of fist wind blowing to the side, and he used the body skills in boxing to dodge quickly, barely avoiding the sudden blow.

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

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

Just being scratched to the edge has broken the metal headgear, he couldn't imagine what would happen if he was hit just now.

And the fate of being hit was 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 before me with Joan's face.

That just makes me sick.

At first I wondered if I could talk normally, but now, I don't want to hear your voice anymore."

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

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

"What a terrible 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 are angry."

Feeling the oppressive force from Lucifer's body, a drop of sweat dripped from the false Joan's forehead.

He felt 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 who could only do some tricks, at most... a magic sword master.

But now it seems that the facts are far more exciting than imagined.