The Paladin Gun Yarodette is indeed powerful as an inherent magic suit, but Sylvia's excessive excitement makes her sneak attack by Oscar, her body is bound by the tentacles of the dragon Tristan, and Lancelot is also penetrated by the unflowing magic bow, and life and death are uncertain.

Sylvia, in despair, was pulled in front of Tristan's nose by tentacles, and then two tentacles attacked Sylvia.

"What noble, let me see how high your elegance is. I slowly abuse you and then treat you as Tristan's food!"

The demonized Oscar looked at Sylvia who was entangled by tentacles and showed a satisfied smile smugly, and was already imagining how to humiliate Sylvia.

"Lancelot...I'm sorry...I hurt you..."

Sylvia's eyes were rushing to tears. Looking at Lancelot in the pool of blood, she was heartbroken and bit her lip. The pupils of her eyes seemed to have lost their expression. Maybe she had already accepted her fate?

Xia Duolu and others originally wanted to come to rescue, but tentacles kept blocking their redemption. Everyone just watched Sylvia tied into the air by Tristan's tentacles-

Tristan looked at Sylvia excitedly, and her warm tentacles slowly climbed onto her fair neck. The disgusting touch made Sylvia tighten her legs. She had experienced the tentacles of the corpse gray dragon during the training camp before, but compared with Tristan's active tentacles with a sense of temperature, she felt even more ashamed.

"Haha, this is your true face. A woman who can only moan and pant. You must be a very good woman in bed. Do you think about how to be played with by men every day?"

Oscar looked at Sylvia's flushed cheeks and was immediately excited. It was really good to see the fourth prince's moaning so softly.

Wow!

The purple-black tentacles pulled off the paladin armor on Sylvia's body, and the tentacles rushed into the inner side of the unbreakable armor...

"Stop, stop... don't! Oh..."

The feeling of tentacles squirming on the skin made Sylvia feel instinctively ashamed, and finally she could no longer stop it, and she finally moaned loudly.

The sticky mucus gradually penetrated every inch of skin. The paladin armor was gradually completely destroyed, and the armor covering the shoulders and chest bounced away, and even the armor could not resist the damage of tentacles (the tentacles are so powerful), and the underwear was instantly torn to pieces.

The plump breasts popped out of the torn underwear and swayed turbulently under the touch of tentacles.

"Stop...stop, bastard, um...well..."

Sylvia felt as if she was about to be lost.

"What's wrong with you? Sylvia? Are you the fourth princess of Roreamon? Don't you want to protect your country? Tell, this kind of panting and coquettish voice will probably melt the bones of the man, right?"

Oscar humiliated from time to time with words, and Sylvia's pain is her happiness!

"Who will... save me...my knight...ah!"

Veronica could no longer control herself. Her body trembled, and her body began to respond to certain things uncontrollably.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that your moaning sound was quite cute! Kawai, if the audience didn't leave, they would probably be satisfied with listening to your voice, right?"

Oscar suddenly stroked his face with success, his pupils dilated, and he laughed wildly.

At this moment—

"Arthur!...husband...you show me!!"

Veronica stood on the deck of the magic ship, and a huge voice shouted out. She protected Sacaleas III and could not move, but could only watch her sister being humiliated. But she could not save her. At this time, she had to believe her husband. Call, and when she heard what she said, she would show her! ~!

"Don't be so loud, it's very blushing..."

After Veronica's voice, Feng Yuchen appeared in the arena, looking at Veronica who was shouting helplessly. Didn't this Teo tell everyone about their relationship? Khan is really something that the Iron-blooded Valkyrie could do.

Rumble!!

Before Feng Yuchen could complain, tentacles attacked him one by one.

"Tsk, something that is disgusting... Let's end the battle in an instant..."

Feng Yuchen's eyes suddenly became cold, and his body emitted infinite holy light-

“i-am-the-bone-of-my-sword-.Being a sword bone.

l-is-my-wave dy, and-fire-is-my-blood. The body of steel, the blood of flames.

i-have-d-over-a-thousand-blades. Create thousands of blades and go through hundreds of battles.

wn-to-death. No defeat.”

With the rapid humming of the spells, the whole world seemed to be responding. A sacred flame began to extend from Feng Yuchen's feet, and then wrapped the entire arena. Archangel swords made of angel feathers with sword hilts appeared in the void.

One...ten...hundred...thousand...

Countless swords stand in this space.

"After the king's anger and punishment-the punishment of the Holy Heaven, the Infinite Holy Sword Storm!"

With the help of archangels, they rushed towards the demonized Oscar and Tristan without crazily.

"What...what, ghost thing! How could there be such magic?"

The demonized Oscar did not expect that at such a time, Feng Yuchen created such a great momentum, and the space seemed to be frozen, and the swords condensed seemed endless...

"Recalling your true self, the sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul, the sacred sword, only the evil one!"

Feng Yuchen couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Oscars. He was played with by everyone and thought that he could become King Shepron. He really was a big-breasted and brainless woman.

In an instant, countless swords wrapped Oscar and Tristan, the Nether crystal on their foreheads instantly shattered, and the demonized dark aura gradually disappeared, and the sacred sword that penetrated their bodies did not cause any harm to their *.

"ah!"

Sylvia lost the shackles of her tentacles and fell from the sky, being held in her arms by Feng Yuchen. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!