"How brave, Demon." Lancelot shook his head, "Hiding behind these souls you call lovers..."
The Human Knight sheathed Frostslash behind him, and in the next instant, two exquisite longswords appeared in Lancelot's hand. Molo's face changed, he could clearly feel the imposing force from the opponent's new weapons, radiating a strong power of goodness and order, merely looking from this distance felt as if the sword blades were already at his throat.
Not only that, behind the Human Knight appeared two phantom shadows formed from azure light, making him look like some three-headed and six-armed monster. Even more terrifying, the shadows also held weapons identical to those of his real body, exuding the same overwhelming pressure, likely not illusions devoid of lethality.
"Ladies, don't be anxious." Lancelot glanced at the ghostly apparitions dancing around him, "In the name of the Lord of the Dead, you shall soon be liberated."
