"Ding!呯! Bang!"
The shadows of swords and sabers flashed in the night, and the battlefield that had been destroyed by Attila became even more unbearable in the battle between Karna and Attila.
The golden divine spear emitted a biting cold light as it collided with the rainbow-like longsword in the night.
At this moment, the two of them were only evenly matched.
While Attila and Karna were fighting, Xia Heng did not stay idle. He used a spell to send a message to his little maid and then sized up Joan, who was observing the battle between the two.
After a while, a sports car drove over in a manner that 'Newton's coffin board couldn't hold it down anymore' and stopped beside Xia Heng with a drift. However, it seemed to have drifted a little too far…
" As expected of a female driver. I, the God of Racing, have already taught them…"
Xia Heng's eyelids twitched as he looked at the sports car that was driving in an S-shape and the drift that almost overturned it.
The car door opened, and Dewell and Erutia got out of the car in maid costumes. They looked a little embarrassed, then bowed to Xia Heng and asked.
"Master, what are your orders?”
This limited-edition Porsche was powered by four magic furnaces. The body of the car was made of specially treated magic materials and had been strengthened by magic. Even if the car hit a wall at 600 kilometers per hour, it would not be damaged at all.
Of course, if the car really sped up to 600 kilometers per hour, then the consideration wouldn't be the durability of the car, but rather the responsibility of the Holy Church. However, Xia Heng didn't think that the Holy Church would have the guts to blame him.
Xia Heng looked at Gorder who was beside him and smiled. Then, he ordered the two maids who were 'skilled in driving.'
"Tie Gorder up with a rope, pull him to the back of the car, and take him for a walk.”
"Leave it to me, Master."
Dewell accepted the order without hesitation. He then took the rope from Elutia and used magic to bind Gorder, who was still in a daze.
The rope floated from Dewell's hand to the fat man and circled around his body. Finally, it circled back to the back of the car and tied a knot.
"You…How dare you insult me like this! A mere cyborg! I'm going to kill you!"
Gorder gritted his teeth and roared at Dewell. The magic circuit in his body was almost frozen under Xia Heng's pressure, and he couldn't resist at all.
"Are you questioning the binding technique Master taught me?”
Dewell stared at the tied up Gorder with a gloomy face.
"You, a cyborg, actually dare…Hiss! Ah!"
While Gorder was talking, Dewell gently pulled the rope tied to the back of the car.
The pain of his balls being torn apart made Gorder scream.
"Why? Is there any problem?”
Dewell asked Gorder, who was rolling on the ground. The latter quickly shook his head to show that he had no objections.
"How could you do this…"
Joan's expression was somewhat unbearable and immediately planned to come out and stop the evil deeds of Xia Heng and the others, but she was stopped by Xia Heng.
"Ruler, you might be thinking too much. We are doing this for his sake. He stays in the stronghold every day and doesn't exercise. He eats a lot. Look at his body shape. Obese people are very unhealthy for humans. Right? We've advised him to lose weight many times, but he didn't listen. Now, we can only use this method. If he wants to bear a grudge, then he can bear a grudge against me. There aren't many good people like me. Sigh.”
Xia Heng made a pained expression and explained to Joan with a look that said,"I'm not as good as hell. Who would enter hell?"
As the car started, Gorder followed closely behind. He had to run. If he ran too slow, the rope would tighten! The rope tightened…
Thinking about the consequences of Durr pulling the rope, Gorder broke out in cold sweat.
Xia Heng looked at the car that was driving towards Mirenia and Gorder, who was being dragged like a dog, and felt relieved. He was really a promising child.
Joan, on the other hand, looked at Xia Heng and the car that had left with a dumbfounded expression…
Immediately after, Xia Heng said to Joan beside him.
"Ruler, since we have nothing to do here, do you want to spar with me? I want to see your true strength.”
" Master of the Black Team, I am the adjudicator of the Holy Grail War. Attacking me means breaking the rules…"
Joan's expression became a little solemn. She mistakenly thought that this man had bad intentions towards her, so she immediately waved the flagpole and rushed towards Xia Heng.
"Boom!"
With a loud boom, Joan waved the flagpole and rushed towards Xia Heng. She wanted to fight him head-on, but she was sent flying by Xia Heng's punch.
Joan used the flagpole to block Xia Heng's attack, but was repelled by the huge force. She quickly stabbed the flagpole into the ground to stabilize her body. She looked at Xia Heng warily and said embarrassedly,
"I didn't expect that as a magician, your strength would far exceed that of a Heroic Spirit.”
Xia Heng looked helplessly at Joan of Arc. Then, a smile appeared on his face as he explained to her.
"Seriously, no one believes me when I tell the truth. I just want to spar…"
"Besides, I'm not that powerful. My muscle strength was only temporarily improved by magic.”
"It's just that I've mastered some minor tricks that can shorten the chanting of dozens of bars to one project, so it's easier to cast spells in battle.”
In the state of " Sonic Chant ", the chanting that would take about one minute could be shortened to only one action...
However, Xia Heng called this a lousy trick…
Perhaps this was the difference in their horizons.
In this way, the holy maiden is not miserable.
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