Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1027
Matou Shinji's servant is Medusa, also known as Rider.

And Katsume Soichiro's servant is the witch Medea, caster.

After learning that the engraving could be transferred, Yang Cong also had a little thought.

"Isn't this the Archer brother..."

After Medea saw Yang Cong's appearance, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was only a flash, and she was not too surprised.

"No way, who made my master a person who is unwilling to hurt ordinary people?" Yang Cong shrugged and said, "Compared to some people, who treat ordinary people's lives like ants, although I don't think so. A Madonna, but he won't kill people casually like this."

"You are not qualified to teach me." Medea looked at Yang Cong sharply, "You don't even know the pain I have endured."

"How much pain you endure is your business, and my business is to deal with the remnants of you!"

Yang Cong didn't pay attention to the caster in front of him at all, even if he was a magician, Yang Cong had a way to completely restrain himself.

"Hmph, you have to try it." Medea then looked at Katsume Soichiro: "Ichiro, you go and deal with that, and the archer will be handed over to me."

"Well, then you go." Gemu Zongichiro nodded.

"Then I want to see how you deal with me."

With a thought in Yang Cong's mind, in an instant, the entire rooftop began to freeze. Soon, the entire rooftop was like a world of ice and snow, and the temperature had dropped several degrees.

On this side, Katsume Soichiro also started to deal with Medusa, and Matou Shinji, who is the master of Medusa, hid behind Medusa, and seemed to be full of fear for Katsume Soichiro: "Rider, hurry up, Kill him for me!"

After Medusa received her master's instruction, she drew her weapon, a chain like a long whip.

On the other side, Medea opened her wing-like cloak, followed by several magicians in front of her.

"Whether your move is useful to me, you should know."

After seeing Medea's move, Yang Cong sneered, even though Medea's magic circle did a lot of damage, it had no effect on Yang Cong at all.

"I am too lazy to make so many things for you. I will give you a choice. As long as you surrender to me, I can give you what you want."

Yang Cong was able to say this because Yang Cong had the ability to do it.

"Hmph...except for Ichiro, every good thing about you men." Medea sneered, not believing what Yang Cong said.

"It seems that you are stubborn, so don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Cong looked calm. He already had a rough idea of ​​what Medea was thinking, but since Medea was unwilling, forget it.

"Yan Ling: A word of prohibition, come down for me!"

With the release of Yang Cong's words, in an instant, Medea, who was originally flying in the air, fell to the ground as if she had lost all her strength.

"Ahem..."

Medea fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

Soichiro Katsume, who was originally fighting Shinji Matou's servant Medusa, stopped fighting Medusa immediately after seeing Medea fall.

To Yang Cong's surprise, Gemu Zongichiro, an ordinary person without any magic power, can actually fight a servant like Medusa without losing the wind, and he has an absolute advantage, which makes Yang Cong a little Accident.

But Yang Cong also attributed this to the credit of caster Medea. Magic can always do things that ordinary people can't do.

"What have you done to me... my magic..."

Medea's mouth was dripping with blood. She looked at Yang Cong in disbelief. She couldn't believe that her powerful magic power disappeared under Yang Cong's words.

"As I said, you are useless to me." Yang Cong smiled and said, "I have a very good way to deal with you magicians who use magic."

Speaking of which, Yang Cong walked towards Medea slowly.

And just when Yang Cong was about to walk in front of Medea, Gemu Soichiro stood in front of Medea.

And Yang Cong looked at Gemu Zongichiro, as if he wanted to prevent Yang Cong from approaching Medea.

"You want to fight me?"

Yang Cong looked at Gemu Zongichiro with some surprise. Even if Gemu Zongichiro was strengthened by Medea, it would still be useless. In front of Yang Cong, it was just a matter of flipping hands.

"Don't, Ichiro, don't go."

Medea, who was behind Gemu Zongichiro, hurriedly shouted, she knew that Yang Cong's strength was too strong, even if Gemu Zongichiro went, there was no chance of winning.

Don't think that Katsume Soichiro can suppress Medusa, but Medusa was slandered by her, so Katsume Soichiro can suppress her, but Yang Cong is different.

From the beginning to the present, after meeting twice, Yang Cong's strength has been engraved in her heart.

But even after hearing Medea's words, Katsume Soichiro never thought about taking a step back.

Seeing Gemu Zongichiro's appearance, Yang Cong felt a little playful.

He couldn't help looking at Medea who was lying on the ground: "I love talents, I said, as long as you surrender to me, I will grant you what you want, including your man's life, how about it."

Medea looked at Yang Cong's words, and her heart was full of doubts and doubts. She didn't understand why Yang Cong gave them such a chance.

Is it really only because of love?

In fact, the truth is not like this. Originally, Yang Cong had already planned to kill the witch in front of him, because this witch would cause some trouble sooner or later.

That's why Yang Cong wanted to kill him quickly, but just now, after seeing Gemu Soichiro's insistence and Medea's reluctance, Yang Cong changed his mind.

For Yang Cong, as long as he can control it, there is basically no threat to him, especially those like Medea and Gemu Soichiro who can't survive a single move in front of him.

"I know you. Your name is Yang Cong, right? You're going to kill them both."

Matou Shinji on the side showed a hideous look after seeing Medea's injury. You must know that Medea just now caused him great fear. If Yang Cong hadn't come, he might have died.

Matou Shinji has no strengths and has a whole body of weaknesses, but the biggest weakness is that he is timid and afraid of death.

"To shut up!"

Hearing this, Yang Cong's expression paled, and then a series of ice thorns shot up from the ground, instantly encircling Jian Tong Shen Er, as long as Jian Tong Shen Er moved, he would be pierced by these ice thorns.

"you...."

Ma Tong Shen Er looked at Yang Cong in horror.

(End of this chapter)