The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

Under the breeze, Angela was bound by the red hair band. The red hair curled into eight strands fluttered gently, and the enthusiasm that belonged to her was burning in her beautiful red eyes. The dragon coat of arms carved on the chest seemed to feel the enthusiasm and became brighter. Surrounded by countless flames, she is like a phoenix born from flames, high and confident.

But to Ulysses, that feeling seemed more like danger.

Moreover, I don't know why, when I saw the red dress this time, Ulysses had a strange feeling. It seems that the red dress is slightly different from the one seen last time. But he couldn't tell the specific difference.

"Is it the challenge book you wrote for me?" Ulysses first looked at the left, then at the right, then closed his eyes and felt the surrounding atmosphere carefully, trying to find the challenge to him. The book's people come. In his imagination, it was unlikely that it was a girl who would write a challenge book so seriously to invite him to a duel. In other words, it should be a mighty or handsome knight.

However, no one else seems to be...

"No need to look anymore. Before everything is over, no one will come in here except you and me. Even the King of Sophia, without this key, can't open the magic circle outside this ancient arena. "Angela then threw the key from Princess Victoria to the highest position in the ancient arena. Tonight, this is the place that belongs only to her and Ulysses. The next time, for her, is sacred, it is her courtship ceremony once in a lifetime.

Because of this, she didn't allow anyone to disturb this sacred ceremony, so she chose this place specially. As the princess of one of the oldest countries on the mainland, she certainly knew the existence of this place. The defensive magic circle of this ancient arena, which is part of the magic circle of the Sofia Palace, is actually restored by using the ruins hundreds of years ago. Its defensive ability is sufficient to resist the attacks of the seventh-level strong, and it can be regarded as the safest place in the Sofia Palace. one.

"So, you wrote that letter?" Ulysses had to face reality. In this ancient arena, there is really no one except this girl named Angela and him.

But why is it a girl?

Well, he has to admit that he never thought that the person who challenged him so solemnly was a girl. He always thought that he would be challenged in this way, and that it must be a noble or even a royal family about to fight in the Sofia Palace.

In my memory, the girl named Angela was indeed the royal family of a certain country. At that time, I didn't know why suddenly attacked him and Arzeria with some strange necromantic creatures. Although the battle was won with zero casualties on the apostle's side, this girl named Angela was the strong man who confronted Alseria in that battle.

Looking back now, that battle was strange from beginning to end. The Wraith Banshee that appeared suddenly, dignifiedly attacked the undead lives of him and Arseria in a tight army form, as well as several 7th-level powerhouses who appeared in the undead army to fight them. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the naturally formed undead.

Although the battle was extremely fierce. But from the very beginning, those undead warriors didn't really want to kill them, which is really weird.

"Yes. Then, you should already understand, I'm asking you to come here tonight." Angela walked down the stairs step by step. With each step, the flames burning around her became more fiery. Even Ulysses, who was still tens of meters away from her, could feel the omnipresent flame in the air.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous, Ulysses' keen intuition told him that Angela is very, very dangerous now. That kind of overwhelming aura, even stronger than the black warrior Anakin. Especially the flames burning in those red eyes made him feel a little bit cold behind his back, which is definitely not a sign of a good thing.

Is this girl named Angela so strong? It would make him feel such a dangerous feeling. This almost irresistible feeling seems to have been seen in some place or in someone...

Um, why do you suddenly think of Mihalu and Hydra in your mind? This has nothing to do with this duel, right? Concentration, concentration, this is the opponent who is dignified to challenge him.

"Abyss conviction!" The red and black sword of the demon came at Ulysses' call. Facing the sudden danger, Ulysses felt that he had to do something.

"Yes, that's it. Otherwise, there will be no way to carry out the ceremony tonight. Whether it is to you or to me, this is an important ceremony." Angela stopped and raised her hand. The red-eyed dragon spear announced to Ulysses.

For this sacred ceremony, before coming here, she specially went to Saya and asked her to help create a one-time item that can temporarily isolate Ulysses from the influence-a leaf-shaped brooch pinned to her chest, although The effect is only an hour, but it is enough.

She will carry out her own courtship ritual with her own will. Just as Hydra said, in front of him, she showed her greatest enthusiasm.

"Ritual?" Ulysses looked at Angela strangely. Only now did he realize that although theoretically he should have only met once, he did not feel strange to her in an incredible way. Not only that, but vaguely, he even felt a little kind.

"Yes! The ritual, the ritual that determines my past, and everything in the future! Ulysses, take up your sword, and prepare to accept me, the princess of Agunis, the country of dragons, Angela's greatest passion!" Angie Pulling her waist down slightly, she held her huge spear in both hands, which was her standard posture before launching a sprint.

Is it really a duel? Speaking of which, in the records of the priesthood, the result of the duel represents the will of the ancient gods. The result of the duel proves who is correct. Is this the ritual? For this girl named Angela? Seeing the persistence burning in Angela's red eyes, Ulysses seemed to understand something...

There is no need to say anything anymore, both of them think that the other has understood what they mean. Therefore, there is only one thing to do next. Although the angles are completely different, there is only one export result.

Under the shining of the silver moon above the ancient arena, two figures stood in the center of the wide field.

One was a black boy wearing a night-like black wizard robe, with black eyes and hair, and holding a magic sword that represented darkness and destruction.

The other is a girl in red dressed like a burning sunset, redder than the most beautiful sunset.

The black of the night and the red of the flames, there are two kinds of powerhouses with completely different colors, facing each other at a position of about thirty meters.

What was not commensurate with the beautiful scenery was the tension between the two of them that was almost bursting. And the source of this tension is naturally a murder weapon that can be called "horror" in the hands of both of them.

The red and black magic sword is about 1.5 meters in length, and its thick blade is enough to prove its power. It is definitely not a weapon that ordinary swordsmen can use. There is a strange magic eye on the hilt. When this magic eye is opened, it means that a certain power will be exerted to the limit. It is a forbidden power that Ulysses will not use easily. It belongs to another world. The power of Demon Lord Astaroth.

The burning steel lance has a piercing cone-shaped spear tip on both ends. This is not a weapon for foot combat. This length and shape of a lance can only be equipped by a heavy knight riding a horse with the best load capacity, but it is now easily held by Angela. The original color of the lance should be silvery metallic. However, now the gun body was burning with a hot flame, dyeing the entire lance into a hot red color, which was the color of a flame that could melt all steel.

No matter which one it is, it is a powerful weapon that surpasses the category of mortals, and only a seventh-level powerhouse is qualified to have a magic weapon-a treasure. And that red and black magic sword surpassed the existence of common sense in this world.

In the completely silent ancient arena, the air between the two seemed to freeze. In a silent world without any noise, the two can even hear each other's breathing and heart beating.

"Crack!" Accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing, the flames on Angela's red-eyed dragon gun began to condense.

That was the signal that the battle started.

The silence just now disappeared without a trace, the air rushing like the roar of a waterfall, and the metal roar like the roar of a machine made the entire ancient arena begin to tremble.

The most important courtship ceremony for Angela.

A duel that must be taken seriously for Ulysses.

Finally, it started!