Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

Rebirth of Japan's only wolf inherits Chapter 575

Alice Phil is nothing. She closed her eyes, and her chest was rigorous. The long eyelashes flashed from time to time, and she looked like a sleeping beauty.

But she has already had a blood on her face.

Blood dropped on her face with a drop, viscous like a thick paste.

Dance is the body to block the collapsed wall for Alice Phil, and the body's load-bearing capacity has reached the limit.

The hand bone that supports the body, the chest is broken, the rib is broken by a huge impact, and the visceral is almost complicated into a beach ... but she still has a sigh of breath.

Saber rushed over, but some hands were helpless.

She can kill the enemy on the front battlefield, but I don't know how to cure a injury to the dead ...

No, since it is a person who will die, then it is very difficult to save life.

Affected such a serious injury, I was still alive, and there was no hope for treatment ... This is a cruel punishment than death for the injured.

"Is it ... Miss SABER?"

I heard the sound of the armor collision, and the dance was long and sent a call for death.

"It's me, Alice Phil is nothing, you do it very well."

Saber can only use this sentence to comfort her.

The people saved are safe, which is the biggest comfort for saving people.

"Is it ... that is good." Dance is a sigh of peace of mind.

"Lady, she ... must have to be ... cut and die ..."

The intermittent sound is extruded from the throat, and all the strength of the body is exhausted.

"So ... please help you ... get a holy cup."

There is no blood drop, because the last warm blood has been flowed.

This is the last sentence left by this woman in the world.

Born in the chaos of the Middle East, she has grown up by men as a plaything, and they are also fighting for them.

Is this to repay the love of her to help her?

Or or she has other special feelings for this man?

This has nothing to do.

Just, save Alice Phil is her mission.

In the eyes of cutting, she has always been very good at fulfilling tasks.

This time, she also completed the task very well.

......

"Hey." Quietly opened his eyes.

"I am still alive?"

In her memory, I have no doubt that I was hit by the number of Wang Gilgamesh, who was hero.

Not wrong.

The sensation of the Subtock is crushed her memory.

Can you?

This question only lasted for a moment.

Because there is no extra time at this moment.

When you are still in battle, her body has entered the preparation state.

However, from the treetops in the height, Gilgamesh has not visited traces.

Yes, just stand on the court, our own Royal.

And he is constantly moving towards yourself, like to welcome yourself.

"!"

Although the Sub-Ben is still completely repaired, it is a great pain, but it is still painful to have a pain, because he is not optimistic.

His body trembled, like the puppet that is about to fall.

Although I don't understand what happened, the quiet body instinctively moved.

- The Royal Lord is difficult, she can't sit down.

However, in the process of she run, the remaining light of her eyes swept.

That is a dazzling white, like a flashing meteor.

Washen is like awareness, and it is weak to go.

Unfortunately, his arm has no longer lift it.

Taking thousands of treasures in the legend of mortals, not only meat has been dissolved, but the body has also been cursed, with his current situation, it is a living target that has no power.

127 mm of large caliber bullets cut the air and made a miserable humming.

At that speed, even if it is quiet, it will not react.

Everything happens in an instant.

As if a nightmare.

Perhaps because it is not possible to calculate the wind speed and the wind direction, the bullet has not been able to target the eyebrows in the middle of the target, but barely hit the left left of the goal.

But this is enough.

127 mm large caliber bullets have destroyed half of the head of the desertion.

The head of the head is like a pot that is fried by the detonator.

Plasma cracked, mixed eyeballs and cerebrospheres, concentrated like ketchup.

"No - !!!" The quiet sent out so far she has never been there.