Chapter two hundred and eighty-nine, arguments

When he saw that the Golem dolls he had summoned could do nothing to stop Isriel's advance, the evil child finally knew he was afraid, the ghostly, ghostly face of ISRIEL had suddenly returned to the face of a child, when he saw all the puppets that he had summoned so easily swept away before him.

The Evil Demon Child, once more a child, fell to his knees in front of her, bowing his head to her, "Please, my beautiful sister, " she said, "please let me go. It wasn't my intention, it was... it was given to me by master Shiryō and the Green Monster... I haven't done anything wrong... please let me go... "

Isreal snorted as she watched the evil child, kneeling before her, he opened his mouth coldly and said, "you haven't done anything bad? Let me ask you something. Where did these puppets come from? Did you kill those kids? What about those bones outside the city? Did you eat the children of the Rabid Lion? And the neighboring tribe of spiny badgers, did you kill them? After everything you've done, you have the nerve to beg me to let you go! Do you know there is such a thing as shame?"

Isriel said he raised his rune bow and was about to throw it at the evil child kneeling on the ground, but Isriel never imagined that the moment he raised his rune bow high in his hand, the evil child, who had been kneeling on the ground and beseeching her, suddenly stood up, and with his hands in front of him, a great fire shot straight at Isreal, who held up his rune bow.

The face of the evil child, who had risen from his feet, now changed into that grim, fearful expression, and Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Jie Jie, you this arrogant woman, really think I will be afraid of you? No wonder that others say, the more beautiful woman the more stupid, it seems to be so. "

At such a close range, the demon child throws a ball of infernal fire at Isriel, causing Isriel to break into a cold sweat as he prepares to hit the demon child with his rune wood bow.

So close, and so fast, that in the twinkling of an eye it was so close, that even if Isreal were as good as she was, she would not have been able to escape the great ball of fire.

Looking at the ball of fire that was about to hit her, Isriel was filled with Chagrin, "Damn! How could you have been so careless in this child's treachery! ISREAL AH ISREAL! After all the trouble you had gone through, you didn't expect to die today at the hands of such a child... not reconciled! NOT RECONCILED! "

Just when Isreal thought she was going to be incinerated by the Devil's fire, she saw two white flashes of light over her head, and saw two totems hovering on either side of her head, at the same time to three directions shot a white ray of light, these rays of light to the rapid convergence together, in the blink of an eye in front of their own to form a boundary!

While standing there waiting to die, isriel realized that it was the frost behind him who had found the evil demon child crying out for mercy to Isriel, while secretly gathering the ghost fire under him, and then he cast out several totems, to lay a barrier to protect Isreal.

The Evil Demon child hit the fire just formed on the circle, do not know is the evil demon child this time to use the fire is too much power, or because the frost was injured, ... There is some weak reason for the layout of the boundary, when this group of fire hit the boundary, the just-formed boundary was this group of fire to blow directly into pieces...

Fortunately, this group of Ghost Fire in the frost fog just placed under the boundary blown to pieces, this group of Ghost fire has no power, along with this broken boundary, together into naught.

The frosty mist, standing not far behind Isriel, looked at the scene, "It seems we have underestimated the boy, Miss Israel, " he said, "I can only help you so far... the rest is up to you... "

Perhaps it was providence's intention that if this fire had not blown the frost mist enchantment to pieces, the rune bow that Isreal had swung so hard would still be above the enchantment.

Now the boundary set by frost mist had been blown to pieces by the fire of the devil child, and there was nothing between Isreal and the devil child to stop them, so Isreal hastily swung down again the rune bow which he had already held aloft. The rune wood bow howls with a strong wind to, heavily hit on the head of the Evil Demon Child, directly will this evil child to directly clap dead there.

When Israel saw the evil demon child lying dead in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief. The fire had made her break out in a cold sweat, had it not been for the quick eye of the frosty hand who followed her, I should have been killed by the evil IMP boy.

After killing the demon child, Isreal rolled over to frost and said to him, "thank you, Lord Frost. "

The frost mist smiled and said, "nothing, it was Miss Isriel's bravery that won the war against that wretched child. "

Hearing Frost say that it was all up to him to defeat the evil child, Isreal immediately put her hand behind her head and scratched her head in shame, "Is... is it? ha ha ha ha ha... " he laughed. "It's the result of all our efforts... I just do the most... "

The frost-fog's face changed into a look of resignation as he looked at her, and he said, "This lady Isreal... I was just being polite... don't take it too seriously... "

When Isreal had laughed and was about to speak to froggy about going into Cluck's mansion to kill the illusionist Shiryō, he heard a sudden burst of cold nebula surprise, "Armstrong, you're awake? That's wonderful! " He cried

After hearing the cry of the Cold Nebula, Isriel and frosty hurriedly turned their heads to the position of the Cold Nebula and the Armstrong, and sure enough, the Armstrong, who had been unconscious a moment before, opened his eyes and sat up, to Isreal's Chagrin, the Cold Nebula held the Armstrong a little too tightly. Was It pure brotherly love?

Armstrong had awakened, and had nothing to fear for himself. At this point, Israel reached out and shook the blood from the rune bow, and took a step toward the cold Nebula and the Armstrong, "LITTLE BABY! " He said to the Cold Nebula! All Right! Mr. Armstrong is just waking up now, and he needs to rest, and don't you forget it! Don't forget! In Lord Cluck's palace, there is still a master Shiryō to be dealt with."

Of course I knew what Isreal meant when she repeated "don't forget" about the Cold Nebula... Master Shiryō didn't handle it, of course, but you don't have to keep reminding me. ...

Cold Nebula Helpless Sigh, just want to pick up just wake up the Armstrong heard again from the ear of a loud drink, began to say: "You deal with that Shiryō master, here to me! "

Watching ISRIEL's steady, menacing gaze, the cold Nebula gulped down a mouthful of water, held isriel in its gaze for about a second, and then faded, slowly he released his Armstrong hand and handed him to Isriel. He stood up and spoke to Isriel. "The Armstrong and the wind are yours... "

The cool Nebula spoke in a low voice, but it could still hear the Selta Wind, who used to call her miss Certa or Selta wind, but had just called herself wind. That tag is clearly very intimate...

"Does it say... does it say... Does it say that I am in the heart... of the Cold Nebula Lord? " Heard the cold Nebula close call his own wind, the heart of CERTA breeze is a burst of excitement, just the sense of loss all swept away, the face also suffused with a touch of Crimson, with a tender look at the cold Nebula.

Asriel, who had just crouched down, was startled to hear the cold Nebula call out "Armstrong and wind. " , "What do you call them, Armstrong and wind? It's Mr. Armstrong and Miss Celta! " He cried

The Armstrong, still in Isreal's arms, pouted his lips and said, "Miss Isreal, cold Nebula can call us anything he likes, but you must mind your own business, and as for the rest, you must mind your own business. "

At the rebuttal of the Armstrong, Israel couldn't wait to throw the Armstrong to the ground, but Armstrong was still so badly wounded that she couldn't do it.

But after hearing what the Armstrong had to say, Israel turned to the Armstrong with a straight face and said, "Mr. Armstrong, you have only just recovered from your serious injuries, and it would be better if you said very little! "