1350 that Is Useless to Me

"died…?"

Jeanne's expression froze slightly.

"Fang Li? Who is that?"

Mordred made such a question as if he was not in the situation.

However, neither Joan nor Semiramis paid any attention to Mordred.

"Snapped!"

Semiramis just snapped his fingers.

In the next second, a projection screen was displayed in midair.

What appeared on the screen was an extremely vast hall in the temple.

However, in this hall, visibility is rather low.

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

The concentration of the mist has already covered the entire space, as if turning into a swamp, making people feel a disgusting sticky feeling.

With such a scene unfolding, Semiramis spoke to Joan with a cheerful voice.

"As you can see, it has been occupied by a poison that is so strong that even I am afraid. In this poison, not to mention a human being, even a servant will be melted to the bone. There is no more movement, and in this case, I can't think of a second possibility except that the man is dead."

The words of Semiramis made Joan understand one thing.

Fang Li had been in that poisonous space until just now, until that 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 let it go, I'm afraid that the entire sky garden will be poisoned to death sooner or later."

With a seductive smile, Semiramis talked freely as if intending to enjoy Joan's reaction.

"However, in the face of Bashum's poison, it is already remarkable that that man can fight to this extent. This record is greater than most of the heroic spirits, and it is worthy of praise. Don't you think so?"

While Semiramis said that, his tone was full of sarcasm.

Obviously, Semiramis was just satirizing, not to mention praising, the evaluation of the opponent's record in his heart, probably only had the level of cognition of "overthinking one's own strength", right?

Therefore, what Semiramis said now was just to provoke Joan of Arc.

Stimulate this noble saint.

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

Semiramis said such a sentence as if he had good intentions.

"How is it? Do you want me to help you find if there is any flesh left?"

Such words turned into sharp knives, pointing directly at Joan's heart.

"You bastard..."

Mordred's voice lowered.

That's because the fire is big.

Of course, Mordred was not close to Fang Li, and he didn't even know Fang Li at all, so he wasn't angry because of Fang Li's affairs.

However, this rebellious knight with a low boiling point was irritated by Semiramis' tone full of sarcasm, teasing and contempt.

And even Mordred is like this, it is conceivable how much stimulation Joan will suffer.

However, at this moment, Joan was surprisingly calm.

"If it's useless, let's stop here, Empress of Assyria."

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

"Clang!"

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

"call!"

On the flagpole, a flag unfurled with the wind and flew above Joan's head.

Standing under the holy banner, Joan's temperament suddenly changed.

Become both sacred and awe-inspiring.

Under such circumstances, Jeanne spoke.

"It's unbelievable, but my body is telling me that if it's that man, it's not going to kill him at this level."

Joan of Arc declared to Semiramis openly and squarely.

"So, put away your bad taste, it's useless to me."

This is definitely not bragging.

The strong will surging in the eyes of the saint told everyone present that she firmly believed in it.

Even if it's baseless.

Even for no reason.

That, too.

"..."

Semiramis' smile disappeared.

The happy expression was instantly replaced by displeasure.

"It's really boring."

The empress of Assyria no longer concealed her heart, and directly expressed her emotions.

"I didn't expect to let such a boring person like you enter my king's room. If it can please me a little bit, that's another matter. Now, I just feel ashamed."

Semiramis turned his gaze to Mordred.

"And you, red saber, you are a follower on our side, and now you are acting with the black camp, are you planning to betray us?"

Hearing this, Mordred smiled.

Laughing extremely unruly.

"I said, put away your tricks." Mordred said with a snort, "Do you think we don't know the good things you did to the master of the red camp? Now I still have the face to say that I am People on your side? Are you too thick-skinned?"

Semiramis narrowed his eyes instantly.

"Indeed, I kicked all the masters sent by the Magic Association into the dreamland, and my master also brought all the servants from the red side under his command, but so what?" Semiramis said Looking at Mordred, he said with a smile: "Anyway, to us, the master is just a doll who summons us and provides us with magic power. We respond to the call of the master, not to give others You are not a cow or a horse, but you also have your own wishes to realize."

"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 also come true together, so how about just throwing those insignificant Masters aside?"

As soon as Semiramis finished speaking, Mordred lowered the king sword on his shoulder.

Neither Joan nor Semiramis could see the face covered in the helmet.

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

But Mordred's voice was heard by everyone.

"...You really are an unpleasant poisonous woman."

Mordred said so.

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

Saying this, Mordred pointed the king sword at Semiramis.

"It has nothing to do with the master or the camp, I just see you unhappy."

"Even if it is death, I will never fulfill my wish with you, a poisonous woman."

Such words were passed into Semiramis' ears in a manner that could be called outspoken.

Made Semiramis close his eyes.

Anger finally appeared on his face.

"yes?"

The relentless declaration of Semiramis.

"Then you go to die."

Between the kings, deadly poisonous gas began to permeate.

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