: 1262 Saints under the stars

"Hey!"
That is the sound of steel and steel colliding with each other.
The sound of the sound of the sound of the sound, like a surging wave, opened in all directions.
Inside, a graceful figure flashed out of it.
It’s awesome, it’s Jude.
However, at this moment, the costumes of Jude have changed greatly.
Originally, the ordinary casual clothes were made into the costumes of the priests, and the light armor was equipped on various parts outside.
In his hand, holding a flag is a banner.
The flag was rolled up on the long handle of the steel, and the top was inlaid with sharp spikes, like a long-gun flag.
Holding such a banner, Jude took off from the shocking wind at an alarming speed and shouted to the front.
"Stop! Red party's laner...!"
However, the other party obviously does not listen to Jude’s words.
"laugh…"
In the faint sound of breaking the air, Garna, armed with a huge steel gun, rushed from the front.
The momentum was like a chariot in a gallop, covered with raging fire, turned into a steamer, and struck toward Jude.
The next moment, Garna took out the gun in his hand with an expression of no emotion.
That thorn, in an instant, penetrated the space, separated the airflow, like a flash of aurora, even the popping sounds are trying to catch up.
Such a shot is enough to call it a magical skill.
Of course, the only person who throws such a blow is only one.
That is to kill the opponent.
"...!"
Jude couldn't help but bite his teeth and refused to take care of the other. He quickly put the weapons in his hands up.
"Ding!"
In the crisp sound, the desperate thorns that rushed to the throat of Jude fell heavily on the flagpole, causing a burst of sparks, constantly producing intense friction.
Sharp shots, so constantly oppressed.
Jude could only hold a weapon and stalemate with Garna while speaking to the hero in front of him.

Why do you shoot me? What good for you?

Although Jude is also a follower, but there is no lord, there is no position, the reason is summoned, just to preside over the order of the Holy Grail, to maintain the conduct of the Holy Grail.
Jude’s position is the referee.
Of course, the referee will not participate in the competition, but also has the right to ban the foul.
There is no doubt that there is no such thing as a shot for such a presence.
At least, no matter what kind of sports, I haven’t heard of the game that will benefit after the referee’s shot.
"This is the last warning."
In the cleft of Mars, Jude made a declaration to Garna, who constantly exerted his strength.
"If I don't stop, I will carry out the privilege of being a ruler and let you quit the Holy Grail."
This is not a verbal talk.
Jude, indeed, has such a decision.
This decision has been made into one of Jude's abilities and can be used explicitly.
Once used, the real hero named Garna can only exit this game. Even the Red camp will be questioned by Jude, and it will be difficult to move in the next Holy Grail.
unfortunately…
"This kind of words, it is useless to me, ruler."
Garna looked directly at Jude, a faint opening.
"I don't have a need for the Holy Grail. It's just to fulfill the command of the Lord. Since the Lord has let me kill you, I won't stop it for whatever reason."
The words that seem to be inhuman, let Jude directly lose the words.
In the meaning of Garrner, Jude still heard it.
In any case, Garna is only to execute the command of the Lord.
Regardless of how ridiculous and irrational this order is, Garner will not consider the reasons and will only proceed tangibly.
"If you want to use the privilege of being a ruler, you can do it anytime."
Garna’s face has not changed, just to say one.
"Just, before that, I will liberate my treasure and kill you."
As soon as the voice fell, Garner’s hand with the gun was shocked.
"clang!"
In the loud crossfire, Jude was once again shaken open, and even exited several steps.
"........."
Jude maintained a position of block and looked silently at Garna.
"Hey..."
Garna gently lifted the gun in his hand, and attached the magic of the raging fire to it, squandering the amazing heat and distorting the surrounding light.
Looking at such a Garna, Jude could not help but sigh.
"Can't you compromise anyway?"
Jude made the final night.
"More to say no benefit."
Garner is once again in an unquestionable manner, posing again.
Jude knows that it is useless to say more.
"no solution anymore…"
Jude’s expression gradually calmed down.
However, Jude did not have the privilege of using ruler.
After all, those privileges are also limited in the number of uses, and it is better to keep them as much as possible.
In this situation…
"The choice of such a good body to rely on, have to say, is really a fortunate decision."
Judging the words of such a discourse, the atmosphere has completely changed.
"Boom!"
That is the sound of the earth.
I saw that Jude suddenly stepped on the ground under his feet, with a very calm expression, in the turbulent wind, turned into a mirage like a mirage, violently toward the front.
The speed is amazing.
"!"
Garna looked condensed and did not hesitate to pick up the shotgun in his hand, turning and slamming toward the front.
The tip of the gun broke through the atmosphere.
The flame evaporates the turbulent flow.
The red flash of fire flashed like a meteor.
"what…!"
What is ushered in is only the voice of the saint.
"Hey!"
With the speed of the holy flag, Garner's meteor thorn was easily bounced off.
In the next second, the holy flag in the hands of Jude is like a whistling wind wheel, with a flexible and versatile trajectory, continually attacking Garna.
Seeing the whistling wind wheel hitting him, Garna suddenly retreated, and the gun in his hand was also bursting into a wave of fire, welcoming the attack.
"Hey!"
The crisp sound of the cross is constantly being aroused, making the dazzling Mars and the strong impact unresolved.
Jude is like the inferiority of the previous subversion. He changed his defensive posture, and the sacred flag in his hand seemed to be a violent wind. He began to attack Garner and launched a fierce attack.
Garner actually changed the previous offensive, completely degraded to the defensive side, and the flame-burning rifle was actually the sacred sacred flag that bounced off and danced up and down the fire and Mars. For a while, it was completely suppressed.
This made Garna unable to change his eyes.
Who knows, there is a change in the body of Jude.
"Hey!"
It is a beautiful star.
Like the sparks of debris, the rich starlight emerged from Jude.
Under the cover of the starlight, Jude’s holy flag is a sharp wave.
"call!"
Among the amazing whistling sounds, the sacred flag that suddenly accelerated suddenly came.
Garner, no time to respond.
"Hey!"
As the snoring sounded, the whole person was shot and flew out.