Chapter 932: [Grand Caster] Magic King Solomon
The golden light shines on the dark earth, showing the sacrosanct and inviolable style.
After being wrapped in the golden enchantment, the pitch-black bottomless abyss on the ground wriggled several more times, and more tentacles stretched out from it.
But no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break through the envelope of the barrier, and it reached into the inside of the barrier, and finally had to disappear from the place unwillingly.
And within the barrier, without the support of the dark abyss, Hercules broke all the black tentacles in three strikes and five by two.
ββ¦β¦ About half of the body is contaminated, which is not a big deal. β
The man in the magic robe looked at the strong man wrapped in the enchantment, made a comment with a calm expression, and then reached out and wiped it slightly, causing the enchantment to dissipate, allowing Hercules to return to the ground.
βBerserkerοΌ That's great......! β
Illya recovered from her shock and saw Hercules, who was barely intact, with a visibly relieved look on her face.
Although half of Hercules's body was entangled in pitch-black curses, those curses were just rootless duckweed, which could be completely cleaned up afterwards, not completely devoured, and saved.
"Who are you?"
The silver-haired girl immediately looked at the magic-robed man who suddenly appeared, and her eyes were slightly vigilant.
It was a man with silver hair.
The eyes are striking red, and the eyes seem to be flashing with endless wisdom, and those eyes seem to be able to see through everything in the world, with a calm and calm that transcends everything.
He is not very tall, about 1.8 meters, slightly dark-skinned, close to the appearance of Asians and Europeans, and wears a red and white magic robe.
It is worth mentioning that he has a ring on each of his ten fingers, for a total of ten silver rings.
Although she couldn't tell his true body, for some reason, the first moment Illya saw him, she had a feeling of disrespect like a commoner meeting the king, and she didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect in her heart, which made her very vigilant.
"Don't be nervous, artificial lifeform girl."
The silver-haired man seemed to see her vigilance, so he calmed down a little, and said bluntly: "I am a servant of the Caster rank, and the purpose of this is to form an alliance with you, and my lord and I need the power of the great hero Hercules, what do you think?" β
He told Illya his purpose very bluntly.
Even when he came to seek an alliance, there was not the slightest hint of inquiry on his face, and he was still full of onlookers' blandness, as if he was not the one who had come here.
"Alliance? Do you need it too? β
Illya was stunned, completely unexpected, and asked back in surprise.
"That's right, you should understand that this Holy Grail War is not an ordinary one, and if you want to fulfill my lord's wish, my strength alone is not enough, and my eyes have already seen that outcome."
The silver-haired man looked down at the silver-haired girl, as if he had seen through all the future, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all.
"It's also good for you and the big heroes, after all, there are wolves and tigers."
As he spoke, he glanced at both the front and the back.
Ahead is the imaginary creation "Black Shadow" that does not see any name.
In the rear, there is a demonic youth who took the initiative to come out from the direction of the cemetery.
Both of them, no matter which side they have, have an absolute advantage over Illya and Berserker, and no matter which side they collide with, the final outcome is not much better.
ββ¦β¦ Well, I promise you! β
Illya looked at her and knew that she had no choice, so she gritted her teeth and agreed to the other party's proposal.
"The right choice."
The silver-haired man nodded flatly, then held out his hand.
With just a flash of magic, as simple as using a small section of magic, a pitch-black spatial passage appeared in front of Illya and Berserker.
Immediately, the spatial passage took the initiative to float over, and soon enveloped the two of them.
After the passage disappeared, the master and slave also disappeared from the same place.
Ryusha was indifferent.
Although the black shadow fluctuated for a moment, it quickly regained its calm.
ββ¦β¦ A bit of a surprise. β
Lu Xia didn't care about the two who disappeared, but stared at the silver-haired man with a slightly awe-inspiring expression.
"To be honest, I really didn't expect that a magic ritual like the Holy Grail War could actually summon the crown heroic spirit, it's really a long experience."
Crowned Heroic Spirit.
The Seven Horsemen, who were personally selected by the root and stood at the apex of the Seven Ranks, were a device used to protect human reason, and a means to suppress the great calamity of primates, human evil.
Because they are heroic spirits standing at the top of each rank, there is no doubt that each has a very high level, and standing at the peak of each era, it is far more powerful than ordinary heroic spirits.
According to what Luxia knew in the Chaldees, among the current seven crowned heroes, only GrandAssassin, the first old man of the mountain, and GrandCaster, the magic king Solomon, have actually appeared.
Both of these men had been encountered by the Chaldeans during their past journeys to restore the peculiarities, and thus had their records in the Chaldeans, and Luxia had read them, so that they knew of the existence of these two crowned heroes.
And now, the man who appeared in front of him was one of the two crowned heroes he knew.
Among all the heroic spirits of the Caster rank, he also enjoys the supreme crown name, the king of ancient Israel, the legend has it that he accepted the miracle of God, ruled the world with wisdom, and the king of magic - Solomon.
Even in the world of magic, this king has extraordinary significance.
He universalized magic, a mystery that belongs to the realm of the gods, and made magic a mystery that humans can grasp, and he is a well-known figure in the magic world, and his inheritance has been passed down until modern times.
"However, the appearance of the crowned heroic spirit is usually accompanied by the manifestation of human evil, and it is not an existence that can be summoned by magicians."
Ryu Xia looked directly at Solomon, his eyes narrowing slightly, "In other words, most of the ones you are using now are ordinary spirit bases, right?" β
He said that he was a servant of the Caster rank, and that he also had a master.
Before that, he was the one who arranged such a battle on the Liudong Temple and scared the Kirichi Yan away from there, and other than that, it was hard to say that anyone's magic could make Ryuxia feel ashamed.
But in doing so, it also means that he did not come down as a crown servant, but was summoned by a magician as a member of the Holy Grail War.
When there is a human evil manifestation, the crown heroic spirit will obey the order of the suppression force and use the crown spirit base to actively appear in the realm, so that it can be regarded as the crown servant.
And if it is an occasion summoned by someone, it is generally impossible to have a crown spirit base, and most of the people who have it are just ordinary spirit bases, that is, ordinary servants with crown titles.