"Count Lavender, this is a secret letter from Danfeng Boluo." The envoy from the Holy City wore the badge of "Skull Angel".
"Holy capital? I thought it would be sent from Gray Court." A frivolous voice sounded, and a man in gorgeous clothes sat on the main seat on the first floor of the castle, lowering his head and joking.
The special envoy frowned. The other party's sinister tone really made him feel angry, but the other party was a dignified earl. Even so, this was the first time he had been treated like this.
Which nobleman saw the "skeleton angel" serving a banquet disrespectfully? And the Earl of Lavender received the envoy so casually in such a place!
"Jerlin." Earl Lavender played with it and casually threw the letter with the black bone wings to the butler aside. The old butler pushed up his glasses.
Under the eyes of the special envoy with surprise and fear, he threw it into the fireplace in the hall. The flames roared, and in the blink of an eye the secret letter was devoured into ashes.
"Leonardo...you?" The envoy's expression suddenly changed, and he pointed at Count Lavender with a gloomy expression.
"How dare you burn the secret letter from the Holy Religion? Or what?" Jielin sneered.
"You are blatantly provoking Danfeng Boluo! You are blatantly resisting the Holy Religion!" The envoy was trembling all over. He never imagined that Leonardo would dare to directly burn the letter!
"Yes, yes, what should I do? Alas, I have changed from a duke to a count, and I don't want to be accused of some bloody rebellion again." Earl Lavender shrugged and spread his hands to look at the envoy.
"Shua"
"You..." As soon as the special envoy said one word, his face suddenly turned purple and his eyes slowly turned white. His steps also began to shake, and his whole body became weak.
"Girl, I haven't finished speaking yet!" Earl Lavender held his forehead, and a girl came out from behind him.
"Yes, yes, my dear father. So, do you have anything else to say to the dead?" The girl curled her lips and rubbed her waist in annoyance.
Before Count Lavender could answer, the girl walked up to a guard on the side. Her outstanding figure made the young guard blush.
The girl smiled slightly and placed the poisonous crossbow in the guard's hand. She gently leaned close to the guard's ear, and her breath smelled faintly of lavender.
"You killed the envoy from the Holy City." She whispered softly, and then without waiting for the other party to react, she inserted the dagger she carried with her directly into the guard's abdomen.
"Jerlin, take them down. The traitors of the Lavender family have been dealt with." The girl didn't even look at the guard who fell down clutching her stomach. She turned her head and returned to her usual coldness.
"Understood, Princess Purvi." Jielin lowered his head deeply. He glanced at the lavender princess with some fear. When he saw that the other party was also looking at him, he broke into a cold sweat.
Carrying away the unconscious guard, Leonardo looked at his daughter dotingly.
"My little princess, are you ready for the storm?"
"Extremely looking forward to it." Purvi curled her lips and smiled, her deep purple eyes showing a fascinating danger.
Jielin slowly dragged the guard out of the Lavender Manor, and then he knocked the guard on the head angrily.
"Stop pretending, Princess Purvi didn't hit your mark at all." Jielin looked disdainfully at the little guard on the ground with his eyes closed and his lips turning white.
"There's nothing I can do. Please, my little princess, I must act like someone." The guard scratched his head in embarrassment. His abdomen was already wrapped with a bandage. Although the pain was still there, it was not life-threatening.
"Princess Purvi is good at everything, but as a woman, she can make the Lavender family become the top three ports even in Xuansi. But her heart is too soft. As the only heir of the master, the future Lavender family
Earl. Can she restore Lavender to her position as duke?"
Jielin lit a cigarette, and the sparks were very eye-catching in the darkness.
"You have to remember that you are already dead. This is what Princess Purvi entrusted me to give you. Go on." Jielin threw a bag of gold dragons to the guard.
"These are the little princess's own savings." Jielin spat out a circle in his eyes and turned to leave.
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"The function of Yu Zhiling is normal, the mechanical connection is 75%, and it is in good condition." Xavier quickly adjusted the function of the personal armor. It was the only thing that could protect the six-winged arm he was forced to wear.
"The compatibility is 30%." Xavier silently recited this extremely low number in his mind. In the past, his mental connection with the six-winged armor was almost perfect, but now it is only 30%. Such a low compatibility will only weaken the relationship between the armor and the knight.
The synchronization rate becomes extremely low.
And there is no spiritual connection, which is fatal to the six-winged armor. The six-winged armor without spiritual connection cannot be integrated into the knight's body. But Xavier, whose compatibility is below 30%, if connected to the spiritual connection
, the chance of being counterattacked is almost 100%.
The iron blade struck him in the air, and Xavier raised his hand to block it. The huge impact shook away all the ashes around him. The steam brought by Maxim seemed to have not dissipated, and a blazing heat wave swept over, and Zevier
Weir could only retreat.
Without various protections such as the knight's warehouse, the Six-Winged Knight itself is a very fragile existence. The hot water vapor scorched Xavier's exposed skin. Claire's offensive was very fierce, and she had a full-body armor defense. She could ignore many things.
external harm.
"Ahem..." Blocking Claire's condensed blade again, the opponent's blade passed through his own blade and directly hit Xavier's internal organs. His throat felt sweet, and blood and internal organ fragments surged up.
.
Xavier stabbed the knife into the ground, steadied his body, and gritted his teeth to swallow the blood.
"ah……"
Claire suddenly paused as she rushed forward, and then she let out a painful groan. Her waist straightened up, as if something had been stabbed into her back.
Red poured into Claire's pupils. The mechanical finger bones holding the blade began to tremble, as if she had endured endless pain.
No, could this be...
"Knight's Skeleton." Xavier spit out these words. This is obviously the effect of possessing the Knight's Skeleton. It is like a 100% spiritual connection, which is irreversible for the Six-Winged Knight.
harm.
What exactly is that thing attached to the back of the six-winged armor? It's more like a devil's contract.
Pay enough price and get enough power.
If the spirit of the Six-Winged Knight is not strong enough, he will fall into the nightmare caused by the Knight's Skeleton. Then he will die in extreme pain. This is the real use of the Knight's Skeleton, to extract the last potential at the cost of the Knight's life!
"There is still a chance, unless..." The ice blue in Xavier's eyes became more and more intense, and he took a deep breath.
What are the people behind Claire thinking? This is the Six-Winged Armor Unit 1, and Claire is also a Valkyrie with a 60% compatibility. This is not only destroying a talented Valkyrie, but also destroying the original Valkyrie.
One of the few six-winged armors!
If there is a Paladin installation now, even if it is an ordinary steam device, Xavier is sure to turn the tide of the war!
"Maxim..." A name suddenly jumped into his mind. The opponent was a dragoon, and the dragoon had a steam device on his body!
Thinking about it, he turned to Ye Kelan's dragon cavalry, who happened to be staring at the battle situation on the first battlefield. When he saw Xavier turning to him, he immediately understood what he meant.
But does this young highness know how to use a steam device? Maxim quickly took off the steam device, took a few steps and threw it to Xavier with his bear-like strength.
"Lacie... I will let you wake up." Xavier put on the steam device, and a faint white steam floated out. Looking from a distance, Xavier seemed to be wrapped in a white mist.
His steps retreated slightly, like a lion getting ready to attack.
Claire's painful expression disappeared, and her pupils were blank and gray. That was an expression that did not belong to Claire. Now she should be called Crimson Moon.
In the dark Xuansi night, the firelight illuminated the port.
For some reason, Crimson Moon suddenly felt cold in her heart. The white mist in front of her enveloped a man. She didn't even dare to look into his eyes. The ice-blue sea reflected the red flames.