(There is probably one more chapter in this volume, which is over.,The previous local tyrant's reward supplement is in the fourth volume)

The door opened, and under the influence of various factors such as the layout of the ** temple and the variables of the ancient Ming love, the situation really wanted to turn around as Remilia predicted.

Of course, this is not a situation where you can live carefree lying down after that, the opportunity has arisen, and whether you can seize it depends on how well the Red Devil Pavilion does.

"Fran!"

Fortunately, Gensokyo's biggest opportunist is Remilia, the power of fate makes her look like a god stick at times, although she often destroys all the aura she has created for various reasons, but under the pull of fate, she can always make the most correct choice.

In the fusion experiment of the clan elder, he helped Fran get out of trouble and kill all the old vampires, and in the vampire mutation, he took advantage of Yakumo's hibernation to purge a wave of vampires and established the dominance of the vampires in the Red Devil Pavilion, and finally agreed to the spell card rules under the strength of the previous generation of shrine maidens.

The only mistake was not stopping Yakumo and Fran at the time of that incident.

Although her experience as an immortal is not very strong, Remilia is still the strongest opportunist in Gensokyo, and she is more likely to seize opportunities than a certain Swordmaster.

Fate is not something that anyone can see!

All the ingredients for success are in place.

The right time, the right place, the right people!

The two Flandrews opened their eyes at the same time, and the whole world was reflected in the red eyes, a small world was complete, and it was able to separate a region in the real world, so that the world was almost perfect.

There are very few dead lines, very few dead spots, and the same Flandoro can see very few eyes, making it difficult to capture and move the "eyes", and the most important thing is that the spatial turbulence after destroying the world will lead to consequences that no one knows.

Whether they are strangled to slag or exiled from the world, they don't want to see it, they love it here, they like Gensokyo, and they would rather live here than be separated from their families.

It's a pity that the small world is no longer perfect, **Temple forced into a wrong key, broke open the door, revealing a gap that could not be healed, and now Flandall's eyes are slowly full of flaws in this world.

More "eyes" can make dense phobias go crazy!

"So let me destroy it cleanly!"

With a crisp Lori sound that is a little crazy, the two Frans each stretched out one hand and held it together, and the other hand clenched into a fist, but it gave people the feeling of holding the whole world.

"Thank you very much, though."

"I can see Yakumo again."

"But it was just a dream, after all."

"He said that it is more important than an illusory dream to be a living person."

"So thank you, please die for my sister."

Fran is no longer the little child who only knows crying and destruction, five hundred years of reality, five hundred years of dreams, happy things, unhappy things, real things, and false things have been experienced countless times.

It's not that I can't tell it, it's just that I don't want to wake up from my dream.

Because some people have disappeared from this world forever, they can't hear his voice, they can't see his appearance, and the warmth in their hands gradually fades with time, and finally leaves a fragmented memory.

Dreams are the only way to see, but no, at least not in this case.

The little hands were clasped together fiercely, obviously there was no sound, Li Shunsheng Lingxian Pa Qiuli, who was hiding behind, pressed her ears tightly, tearing and shattering, and something more terrible than the sound of the explosion was happening in their ears.

The world shattered, but unfortunately their bodies did not allow them to see.

The sparkling light was like fireworks in the middle of summer, shattering around him, and the gray and black sky turned into black stardust and scattered silently.

Standing at the forefront, Flandrew faced all the impacts alone, crushing all the spatial storms one by one with a powerful eye of destruction.

Pachouli built a temporary barrier to protect the rest of the people, and the world that opened the door was like a balloon opening a mouth, and all the missing air would flow out towards the opening, and the damage to the space would be much smaller, so the arrangement was just right.

"Fran."

Remilia, who was a step behind, hugged her sister from behind.

"I'll always be with you, I never lie to you."

"Hmm!"

Outside.

The Red Devil Pavilion is already in a mess, and there are no more lifeforms around the mask, and after the **Temple finishes what he can do, he will take refuge with Gu Ming who is holding Qin Xin with brute force.

They are not vampires, nor do they have the eyes of destruction, and it is a great pleasure to be involved in the destruction of small worlds in a daze.

The originally hot mask was like an abandoned child, lying alone on the ground, but the hole on the mask was constantly swallowing and absorbing substances, forming a vortex that came and went.

A small hand appeared from the whirlpool, slender and pale, and the nails were a little sharp, at first I was a little puzzled why I couldn't pinch the movement of the "eye", and then after being reminded to pinch the edge of the mask, like the little bear that was pinched in those years, the mask that could temporarily withstand the attack of the treasure was broken.

"Finally, it's finally out."

After a violent explosion, Li Shunsheng, who had not been injured much thanks to the protection of the enchantment, sat on the ground for the rest of his life.

Although I can't die, it's always a little uncomfortable to be imprisoned in one place, especially when I'm a little hungry.

"Eh, where's the eldest lady?"

Remilia was gone, and before Reisen and Shadow Wolf were about to set off to find the ** Temple, no one noticed how she disappeared, except for Sakuya, whose attention had been on her.

The Red Devil Pavilion was invaded and destroyed like this, as the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion, it was impossible for Remilia not to be angry in her heart, and her unwillingness and anger had already made her want to kill people, and this was the first time she had the same killing intent towards others since she arrived in Gensokyo.

Gungnir turned from virtual to real, free from the constraints of space, and appeared in Remilia's hands, this time she did not throw the artifact, but regarded herself as a part of Gungnir.

If you don't kill the culprit yourself, you won't be at ease, this is too terrible for the enemy who knows the roots of the Red Devil Pavilion, and you can't leave him in this world for a second.

Fate was powerful and invisible, ignoring the obstacles of the terrain of the Red Devil Pavilion, and Remilia fell in front of the ** Temple and Gu Ming Dilian, who were desperately trying to remove the mask from Qin Xin's face.

"Let me do it, Gungnir can take this off."

Without waiting for their response, Remilia stubbornly stuck the tip of her gun to Qin Xin's mask.

Strange things happened, the mask that was originally stubborn and stubborn was comparable to the most rigid old stubbornness, and trembled a little in front of Gangnir, as if she had seen a very terrible beast of the little girl, trembling.

The situation was somewhat beyond everyone's imagination, and Remilia didn't even use any strength, and the terrifying mask that even the face aura could control fell off on its own.

Some strange scenes directly made everyone stay for a while, and then Gu Ming Di Lian helped Qin Xin, who fell into a coma.

"What's going on, is this thing also an artifact in Norse mythology? It shouldn't be, I haven't seen this phenomenon in Levadin before, although Gungnier is powerful, it's still a lot worse than Levardin, it shouldn't be. ”

Remilia strangely picked up what looked like a demon mask made of white bone.

Not only that, but the re-forged Ganggnier and Levardin have fallen from the level of the artifact strictly speaking because of their technology and ease of control, and at most they only have the Noble Phantasm level, and the Noble Phantasm that has not awakened in the hands of the ** Temple belongs to the same level.

However, he was indifferent to the desperate blows of the nameless sword, and now he was already trembling just by smelling the breath of Gangnir, and the contrast between before and after was a little too exaggerated.

Wait, breath!

"Odin!"

**The temple immediately reacted to the name given to the Norse god king, a powerful god with one-eyed golden armor riding an eight-legged god horse.

Hey, hey, Gensokyo's copy suddenly adds a real god to it, and it's really a big husband?

"No, all the gods in Ragnarok should be dead."

Remilia, who once lived in Europe and had a fascination with Norse artifacts in the Scarlett family, directly denied the possibility that it might be a prank by a lingering god, and Ragnarok had already happened before she was born, but she was undoubtedly the most vocal in this matter after consulting the relevant records of the Scarlet family.

"Hey, what is this?"

Looking through the mask that had faintly cracked, Remilia, trying to find some traces of the past on it to assist her with the power of destiny, noticed that something was wrong.

Not one, but two.

On the outside, it's the virtual mask inside the Grim Reaper, something like an animal bone, but there's a strange layer of mask on the inside.

The emerald green color does not give people the freehand of nature, but from the malice of nowhere, the green is a little disgusting, the green is a little annoying, just a glance at the shape will make people feel extremely uncomfortable.

It's very aesthetically devoid, and it feels like a handicraft made by an undesirable art student, but it has a strange feeling.

It's called divinity, and it's the same taste of divinity as Gungnir.

"Could it be that this is also made of artifact fragments, but it shouldn't be, there is nothing in Norse mythology that looks like something pulled from the face of Shrek."

Some of them shook the mask, which looked like some kind of animal skin, and Remilia threw it to the ** temple.

"Give this to Patchy and maybe you'll find some useful clues."

And she's found enough lines of fate that the abominable guy can't hide.