The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Does she, like you, Angela, didn't die, but just transformed her body into another form of existence through some kind of treasure similar to the death altar?" Skeleton thought for a while, this should be the only possibility.

"Impossible. The place where she died was the battlefield, and the opponent was the Death Knights. Even the strongest of the eighth level, facing the joint attack of the Death Knights, there would be no hope." Angela shook her head. , Negated Skeleton’s speculation.

"Indeed... If the opponent is the Death Knights, even the chance of staying with the body is unlikely. The only possibility is to become a necroman, but now she is obviously not a necroman. It seems that there may be another way to make it. She was resurrected or stayed in this world." Death Knight Eli said uncertainly.

"Resurrection? Don't be kidding, that kind of miracle magic is just a legend. There are so many eighth and ninth-level powerhouses in history, who has actually seen this magic. The most likely thing is some kind of special existence. , Not a necroman, but something else." Angela said affirmatively.

"Well, the power of the treasure is inherently infinite. But it seems that Arseria's form of existence is more free than Angela, and her use of the treasure is not subject to any restrictions. It's really getting more and more. Interesting, I decided to see these people in person." After receiving so much interesting information, Skeleton became more and more interested in Ulysses and Alseria.

"You want to go out in person? It's not like you. I thought you were only interested in necromantic magic and art." Angela smiled softly when she heard the skeletons going out of the catacombs. Do not believe.

"Indeed, but those lovely girls are also superb works of art. It's worth my going out to see. Since I can't invite them here, then I'll go to them. Someone said before— If the mountain can't come to me, I will go to the other side of the mountain. There is more than one solution to the problem." Skull said disapprovingly.

"Indeed, then, have you decided on the guard this time? Or do you decide by duel as usual?" A red light flashed in Angela's eyes, and the armor on her body began to collapse.

"You already know the answer. The remaining people will accompany me after the duel." After speaking, the skeleton turned and left beside the death altar, and began to prepare some necessary things.

Fierce flames began to burn around Angela, and the beautiful and noble red princess dress appeared on her again. Above the head, the crown of the red crystal princess, which represents dignity and glory, is shining.

Eight strands of crimson long hair drifted randomly behind her. The bright red eyes exuded a strong and sharp fighting spirit like a burning flame. The assault rifle, which was close to two meters long, was easily held in her hand, and the sharp tip seemed to be eager for something gleaming.

"Who is the first, Diu or Kaigu?" With a hint of pride and excitement, Angela challenged the other two captains of the Ghost Army. As for the death knight who was killed by Arcelia once in the morning, he was no longer eligible to participate in this duel.

"I quit." Diu said quietly, who hadn't spoken since he appeared.

"Huh? Diu, you withdraw?" Eri, who was about to return to the death altar, looked at his companion incredulously. He knew nothing more about this taciturn companion. Although he was not good at speech, his strength was not at all inferior to the longan princess Angela who had the power of the red dragon. If you exclude the difference in treasures, his combat experience is still higher than hers.

"Diwu, this is not like you. You have never been afraid of fighting. As a professional combat mercenary, it is impossible for you to give up fighting without reason." Among the four captains, they are in a real command position. Kaigu asked with some doubts.

"Why escape the battle, do you look down on the strength of my Longan Princess Angela? This shame is to be paid for with blood. Answer well, Diu." The body has been adjusted enough to stab a fatal blow at any time. Angela said angrily.

"Yes, Diu, this is really not something you can do. Is there any difficulty?" The skeleton who was sorting something was also slightly surprised.

"It's not that I don't want to fight, but there is no way to fight." After a little silence, Diu replied.

"There is no way to fight? When you fought with that nondescript dark swordsman who wears a magician robes but holds a big sword, you didn't consume too much power. If it weren't for those people to attack the banshees' defenses with all their strength, I can let you fight for a long time." Skeleton didn't seem to believe Diu's statement.

"Find a reason, and change one, I'm really going to be angry, Diu." Angela's eyes have begun to slowly change, and a suffocating force radiates from her red eyes.

"It's not a matter of power consumption, but an injury...I lost to that dark swordsman in that battle just now." It was still that calm tone, but what Diu said surprised everyone present.

"Injury? How is it possible, didn't you absolutely suppress that guy? Under your black feather, that guy didn't even capture your true position." Death knight Eri yelled in disbelief.

"He did not catch my position, but in the third minute, when I tried to approach him from behind, I was hit by him unconsciously. He probably wouldn't even know it." Diu pointed to himself. Pointed to his chest.

If you look closely, you can indeed see a small scar on Diu's chest. However, because the color of the scar is also black, it looks very inconspicuous under the cover of the black leather armor. If you don't look carefully, you can't find the existence of this scar.

"This little injury will make you retreat, Diu. I am not the same as Alseria's hit in the eyebrows. If you want to say hurt, I will be heavier." Angela didn't believe Diu's reasons at all. In her opinion, such an injury is not worth mentioning. As a professional combat mercenary, Diu should have suffered countless injuries that were much more serious than this. How could he give up the opportunity to fight because of such a small injury.

"Boom!" The hot flame exploded beside Angela, and everyone understood from her angry eyes. If Diu doesn't say it clearly, she will definitely come to a merciless stab in the next moment.

"What the **** is going on, Diu, you absolutely cannot give up fighting because of such a small injury. Diu I know is not such a timid guy." The blue knight Kaigu walked to Diu's side. , Patted him on the shoulder.

"Woo!" To everyone's expectation, such a random shot actually made Diwu's body shake for a while, and if he didn't use his treasure to support it in time, he might have fallen.

"Huh! Huh! The swordsman's magic sword is very strange. When the undead is injured, it will..." As if enduring some huge pain, Diu began to gasp, his body also softly. Trembling.

How can this be? Unlike Angela, Kaigu and Eri are both companions who have fought with Diu hundreds of years ago. They knew very well that even if the body was pierced, Diu would never show such a hard expression. As a professional combat mercenary, his endurance to pain should be the highest among all people here. He has suffered the most injuries among all people here.

"Really there is a problem?" No matter how unpleasant it is, Angela can only give up the idea of ​​fighting Diu. Bullying the opponent in this state is not what Angela Longan would do.

"I have to go back. I have to adjust my body for several months." Diu, who was gasping for breath, finished saying this, took his weapon, walked to the top of the death altar, and then disappeared.

"I'm going back too. Angela, you and Kaigu decide who to go outside with the master." Death knight Eli, who was also not in the mood for fighting, also disappeared on the top of the death altar.

"Then, there is only one answer. Kaigu, there is no reason for you to escape the battle." After looking at the death altar a little uncomfortably, Angela pointed her spear at the last captain of the ghost army.

"Although I know that one-on-one is probably not your opponent, but I also want to go outside to take a look, don't worry that I will give up too, come here with all my strength." Kaigu squeezed his wrist and said, "Pa! !" The joints crackle.

"Then, I'm coming here without any kind, accept the power of the red dragon fire!" Angela, who finally found her opponent, looked extremely excited, and the flames on her body burned fiercely again.

"It's been a long time since I shot it myself, Angela, don't worry about anything, otherwise you will be the one who fails."

"My longan princess Angela will lose? Even the legendary King of England, Arcelia, can't do it. Can you do it? Take this lightning announcement well!"

With Angela's body as the center, the temperature of the air began to rise sharply, and the smell of burning on the ground filled the entire catacomb. And the soil under the place where Angela was standing has begun to melt...

"Well, butler, I have forgotten the name I used when I was a human. Do you remember?" The skeleton, ignoring the rattling atmosphere next to him, began to ask the butler ghost on the side.

"Saya, master, this is your name."