My Heroic Life

"It's finally out, do you think I will forget you?"

The young man deflected his arm, followed by Morgan's magical deflection, and turned his head towards Altria's direction.

"I will give this to you."

Roland smiled and waved his arms. The black thunder and lightning hit the Lanfeng. Amid the violent explosion, the black dragon's body was shattered and the Lanfeng almost dissipated. The young man put down his hands in peace, but he didn't expect Alto in the explosion. Liya did not waver, still moving on.

The blood dripped down her face, her gun hand clenched again, tightening her body to release more magical power.

"This woman!"

The black electric current and golden wind dissipated, and the girl who rushed out instead stabbed Altria's holy gun in the smoke and dust. Roland instantly reached out to block it, but the turbulence of magic power had already rushed out of the gun.

There was an extra finger on Lungominiad’s tip, and the holy spear could not be penetrated so far. Most of the wind blowing through was engulfed by the magical power erupting in the young man’s body, a few of them caused damage, and the broken clothing was flying with the wind. A drop of red blood ran down from the wound on Roland's cheek.

"!"

At the moment when the blood was flowing, Roland's eyes widened, and the explosive magic rushed out of his body. Altria screamed and flew upside down, and even Morgan, who had rushed forward, had to stop with his full defense.

"You can hurt me. You are really strong. I won't be merciful anymore."

The young man wiped the blood with his hand and held it in front of his eyes. The golden glow in his eyes was shining like a lamp, full of indifference and killing intent. He walked out of the scorched and smoked pit after the magic burst, and was about to continue fighting, but suddenly heard aside. Screams.

"What are you doing!"

Joan and Malda looked at the three people in disbelief. They looked at each other with Roland and stopped at the same time.

Jeanne's pupils shrank, and the youth gave her a completely different feeling at this time. Malda's body was stiff at this moment, as if she was being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast.

"He was controlled by the side effects of his power! Now he is on the verge of rampaging, and he must be controlled! Otherwise, everything is over!"

Morgan Leffield stood up with a scythe and yelled to join forces before they could ask questions. Jeanne and Marda noticed the sea of ​​blood on the side of the corpse. For a while, their brains froze in place, but they were already controlled by their abilities. However, the youths of the people attacked under the urging of the desire to kill and hostility.

"It's a shame that you dare to be distracted in front of me."

In the cold words, Roland was already standing behind the yelling Morgan, the witch's eyes widened and hurriedly turned around but it was too late.

"Goodbye."

Roland numbly threw his fist in the emotionless farewell voice.

It was a comet-like blow, with a violent light illuminating everyone's cheeks, and the powerful magical fluctuations were breathtaking. Morgan Lefé felt this irresistible power at close range, and there was only one thought in his heart-death undoubtedly.

At this moment, her brain was blank, and the life she had spent appeared before her eyes like a revolving lantern. She raised her sickle hand to stop, and suddenly had a thought in her heart.

If I die, will you regain consciousness?

After all, the only way Morgan could think of is soul impact, and the violent emotional fluctuations are naturally included. After the fight, the witch actually knew that their chances of winning were very small, and the attack in front of them could not be avoided. , Even her lover may be overwhelming.

So why not give it a try?Even if it keeps dragging you down, such a useless me, dying should cause fluctuations in your heart, right?

If my death can make you awake again, then I have no regrets or regrets when I die in your hands. My life was originally yours.

The witch who gave up everything thought about putting her hand down, she shed tears in her trembling, and whispered with a hoarse cry:

"......teacher."

Chapter 133 Love Is Hope

"......teacher."

When the girl under him uttered this word, Roland’s brain was in a state of chaos. He only read the fragments of memory and he didn’t understand who Morgan Lefey was talking about. What’s more, there was almost only murder in the youth at this time. Noticed.

So he didn't understand the next behavior he did. It was the result of a violent reaction in a certain part of the soul. It was like an instinct and a conditioned reflex.

At this moment, whether it was Altria, Joan of Arc or Marda, they all exclaimed. No matter whether their relationship is close or hostile, familiar or unfamiliar, no one wants to see Morgan Lefei die. In front of him, especially in the hands of his lover, it seems too cruel in anyone's heart.

It's a pity that they can't stop them, and the white light has burst and covered everything.

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"Sister Wang!!!"

Altria screamed hoarsely. This second was probably the most panicked moment in her life. She desperately spurred magic to Morgan's direction, but the explosive shock wave directly hit her almost. Flying upside down, she lowered her body and gritted her teeth to stabilize her figure, but it was difficult to go further.

And what if it goes further?It's too late.

"Wang, sister..."

Altria looked sluggishly at the light, and her brain was numb at this moment. She naturally saw the expression of giving up hope when Morgan was too late to defend at the last moment, and she understood that in this case, it meant to bear the blow directly. What's going on.

will die.

If it was Altria in the past, I would only express surprise in the face of Morgan Lefy’s death, lamenting that life is perishable, and then spend more time thinking about whether this is a new conspiracy, but now, After experiencing many things, she could no longer think like this.

During this year, she and Morgan Lefy have experienced many things together. They have been hostile to each other and fought with each other, their wills and feelings collided head-on, they experienced the pain of losing their loved ones together, and they licked their wounds together in his absence. To live, they fight and quarrel more than before, but it is undeniable that they know and are familiar with each other, although they are hostile to each other but no longer hate.

Morgan Lefy no longer spied on her in the dark and gritted her teeth, and Altria no longer guarded her like a viper. When her sister was angry, she would yell at her, and her sister would smile and use power to suppress others, as the subordinate and heir. The Knights of the Round Table watched the play with a wry smile, although it was slow, but everything was getting better.

Altria's eyes were moistened in the light, teardrops flowed out and Lan Feng stroked her, she looked at the center of the explosion in horror, it was hard to imagine what she would do if Morgan died, and revenge for her?To the one you love the most?

Then, the light gradually dissipated, and everything appeared before my eyes.

Morgan Lefei was not dead. At this time, the platinum blonde woman fell into the dust, vomiting blood and was almost unable to get up, but it was naturally not the body's defense that saved her, but the other hand of the man in front of him.

Roland stared at his two hands, a little confused about what was going on. The left hand that he hit was crooked from the forearm, blood was splashing, and the bones were clearly visible, and it was himself who caused the damage.

That was an action he made subconsciously. At that critical moment, Roland's right hand seemed to be controlled by another self, and his left hand that launched the attack was smashed with a punch, and the light of destruction was therefore skewed, and only the aftermath hit The woman in front of you.

"Why do I......"

Roland looked at his arm in disbelief, and the golden light in his eyes began to fluctuate. He pressed his temple in pain, while Morgan, who fell on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, calling him weakly.

"teacher."

"You, what are you..."

Roland looked at the fallen Morgan Lefei stepping back and looked a little panicked, but after a brief shock, the other three people immediately understood that this was a rare opportunity.

Joan of Arc's figure is like electricity, and her powerful physical ability made her come to Roland almost instantly. The girl stretched out her hands to lock his uninjured right hand firmly, and at the same time, Malda also controlled him. Badly injured left arm.

"miracle!"

Malda, who had seen another side effect of Roland, did not hesitate, and immediately hoped to use skills to remove Roland's abnormal state as before. Unfortunately, this only caused the youth to pause for a while, and then immediately struggled.

"What are you two doing, let go!"

Roland released his magical power to attack the two people who embraced his arms, and Marda yelled while releasing his skills.