第一百五十九章揍的就是你的脸(2/5)

的失声喊道。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                在仓库街的时候，他明明那么轻易刺穿了对方由魔力编织的坚固铠甲，为什么现在却不行了。而且，就算是真正的铠甲，面对他这把等级已经达到A的宝具魔枪，也不可能毫发无伤。
                                                                                                                                                                “Lancer，你堕落了！”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                可惜，已经由不得他信不信了，回过神来的阿尔托利亚松开左手，握拳向后扫去。
                                                                                                                                                                哐当！
                                                                                                                                                                抵在她后背的魔枪被一拳砸飞，Lancer在惯性下向前冲去，一记被赤红的拳头迎面而来，狠狠砸中他的脸部。
                                                                                                                                                                Lancer感觉自己仿佛被一头巨大的公牛从正面撞上，身体被狠狠的击飞了出去，越过十几米远，砸在一颗大树上。大树拦腰折断，他跌入了黑暗的森林深处。
                                                                                                                                                                “啊，为什么要这么反抗，我的圣女啊。你的每一片肉每一滴血，包括那灵魂都是我的东西！如此美丽的你，我一定要得到手！”
                          

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