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1350 That's useless to me

"Die...?"

Joan of Arc's expression sluggishly.

"Fangli? Who is that?"

Mordred made such an inquiry as if he was not in the situation.

However, neither Joan of Arc nor Semiramis paid attention to Mordred.

"Bang!"

Semiramis just snapped his fingers.

The next second, a projection screen was displayed in mid-air.

What appears on the screen is an extremely vast hall in the temple.

However, in this hall, the visibility is quite low.

The purple-black mist was completely covering the space in the hall.

The concentration of the fog has already blocked the entire space, as if it turned into a swamp, making people feel disgusting and sticky.

Showing such a scene, Semiramis spoke to Joan of Arc in a pleasant voice.

"As you can see, there has been occupied by a poison that is so strong that I am afraid of. In such a poison, even a servant will be melted to the point where the bones are gone, and there will be no more noise from the beginning. In this case, except that the man is dead, I can't think of a second possibility."

Semiramis's words made Joan of Arc understand something.

The square was in that poisonous space until just now, until the space lost all movement.

"That space has been isolated by me. After all, the toxicity is so strong that even the space itself seems to be polluted. If you continue to leave it alone, you will probably even poison the entire sky garden to death sooner or later."

Semiramis talked with a charming smile as if he was planning to enjoy Joan of Arc's reaction.

"However, facing Bashum's poison, it is already amazing that that man can fight to this level. This record is greater than most heroes and deserves praise. Don't you think so?"

Semiramis' tone was full of mockery as he said this.

Obviously, Semiramis is just a sarcasm, let alone praise, the evaluation of the opponent's performance in his heart is probably only a level of "overestimating one's ability"?

So, what Semiramis said now is just to stimulate Joan of Arc.

Excite this noble saint.

"You seem to have a good relationship with him."

Semiramis said this as if he was kind.

"How is it? Do I need me to help you find out if there is still some flesh left in it?"

Such words turned into a sharp blade that pointed directly into Joan of Arc's heart.

"You guy..."

Mordred's voice became deeper.

That's because of the fire.

Of course, Mordred and Fang Li were not related to each other, and even did not know Fang Li at all, so he was naturally not angry because of what happened to Fang Li.

However, this rebellious knight with a low boiling point was angered by Semiramis's sarcastic, teasing and contemptuous tone.

Even Mordred is like this. It is conceivable how much stimulation Joan of Arc will suffer.

However, at this moment, Joan of Arc was unexpectedly calm.

"If it's useless, just stop here, the Assyrian empress."

Joan of Arc raised his eyes and looked at Semiramis. The holy flag in his hand was like the wind, and suddenly turned in his hand and stood on the ground.

"Clang!"

With the crisp sound, the holy flag hit the ground heavily.

"call!"

On the flagpole, a flag spreads in the wind and flies above Joan of Arc's head.

Standing under the holy flag, Joan of Arc's temperament suddenly changed.

Become holy and awe-inspiring.

In this case, Joan of Arc spoke.

"Although it's incredible, my body is telling me that if it were that man, he wouldn't be killed at all."

Joan of Arc declared to Semiramis in a dignified manner.

"So, put away your bad taste, it will be useless to me."

This is definitely not a show-off.

The strong will surged in the saint's eyes told everyone present that she believed so firmly.

Even without foundation.

Even if there is no reason.

That's the same.

“…………………”

Semiramis' smile disappeared.

A happy expression was instantly replaced by displeasure.

“It’s so boring.”

The Assyrian empress no longer conceals her heart and directly expresses her emotions.

"I didn't expect that if you were so bored, you would have been able to enter my king. If you could please me a little bit, that would be another matter. Now, I just feel ashamed."

Semiramis turned his gaze to Mordred.

"And you, Red Saber, you are the servants on our side. Now you are acting with the Black camp. Are you planning to betray us?"

After hearing this, Mordred smiled.

She smiled extremely rebelliously.

"I said, put away your tricks." Mordred said with a sneer: "Do you think we don't know what you have to do with the main body of the Red Square camp? Now he has the face to say that I am from your side? He is too thick-skinned?"

Semiramis suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Indeed, I kicked all the emperors sent by the Magic Association into my dreams, and my emperors also brought all the servants of the Red Party under his command, but so what?" Semiramis turned his eyes to Mordred and smiled and said, "For us, the emperor is just a doll who summons us and provides us with magic power. We respond to the emperor's call, not to be a cow or a horse for others, but also to have our own wishes to be fulfilled."

"You are the same, right? Rebellious Knight." Semiramis directly revealed Mordred's identity and said, "Now, the Great Holy Grail is on our side. As long as you come, your wishes can be realized together. How about throwing that irrelevant Lord aside?"

As soon as Semiramis' words fell, Mordred lowered the King's Sword that was carrying it on his shoulders.

Neither Joan of Arc nor Semiramis could be seen.

Therefore, no one knows what Mordred's expression is now.

But everyone heard Mordred's voice.

"...You are indeed a toxic woman who is unpleasant."

That's what Mordred said.

"If you don't understand yet, let me tell you."

With such words, Mordred pointed Wang Jian at Semiramis.

"It has nothing to do with the Lord and the camp. I just think you are unhappy."

"Even if I die, I will never let you realize your wish with you, a poisonous woman."

Such words were introduced into Semiramis' ears in a way that could be called unobstructed.

Let Semiramis close his eyes.

Anger finally appeared on his face.

"Yeah?"

Semiramis's ruthless declaration.

"Then you go and die."
Chapter completed!
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