Seeing that Shakespeare had fallen into a frenzy of creation, and had no time to care, Ryusha did not continue to pay attention to him, and turned to look at Amakusa Shiro and Semiramis on the side.

"Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm should be your ultimate resort, right?"

Ryu Xia looked at the two of them, and the expression on his face had regained his initial calmness and calmness, "With just the words of the two of you, it can't be my opponent, you can almost give up, right?" ”

"At this point, there is no reason to give up halfway!"

Amakusa Shiro's face was also not shaken, and he said coldly: "I admit that Shakespeare's treasure is my last resort, but his treasure actually has this unique use, give it to me!" ”

Under his order, the ghost actors on the side, who were originally stunned in place, looked at each other for a while, and suddenly rushed towards the direction of Liuxia like sharks smelling blood.

These ghosts are all actors summoned by Shakespeare with treasures, which are essentially equivalent to the kind of servants who have no rank, but because they are only actors, they basically only have the hardness of the puppet level, and they can be cut off at will.

But don't forget that the environment here is very special, and in the absence of a difference in power and speed, dozens of opponents are enough to cause a lot of trouble for Ryuxia.

If there are Shiro Amakusa and Semiramis from the side to attack and assist, even Ryuxia has to admit that the scene is indeed dangerous.

"Buzz ——!"

Lu Xia silently materialized the eight rooms, appeared in his hand, and then raised it high above his head, injecting the few magic powers on his body into it.

Immediately after, five consecutive doors of different space appeared under the darkness of thunder and lightning, and five figures of different heights walked out of the different space.

A three-headed demon dog.

The Synthmon's Chimera.

A tyrant dragon king with a body length of more than twenty meters.

General Bud who wields the wrath of the god of thunder.

The super dangerous species of Destaguru.

All of them are monsters that rival the fantasy species.

"Up."

A short command came from Ryusha's mouth.

These five figures immediately scattered in all directions, killing into the group of ghost actors.

The numerical advantage was nothing to Ryuxia.

Although he has become a servant, the control of the corpse puppets in the eight rooms still only consumes mental and physical strength, and does not need to consume mana, even if Destaguru and Bud release their respective tricks with all their might, it will not consume even a trace of Ryuxia's magic power.

All he had to pay for was the amount of magic that summoned these corpses from the eight-room different dimension.

After the five figures rushed into the ghost cast group, the battle situation could be described as one-sided.

Even if there is no difference in strength and speed, the strength of these ghost actors themselves is too low, and the hardness of their bodies is only about the same as that of wood, and Bude can destroy a piece with a single thunderbolt.

The largest tyrants, Ryuwang and Destagurus, entangled Shiro Amakusa and Semiramis respectively.

"It's over."

Ryusha didn't go to see the battlefield, anyway, the end was already doomed.

He made his way to the altar, which symbolized the magic base of the Great Holy Grail, and plunged his knife into the altar.

Under this deathly sword, not only was the self-detonation program left by Shiro Amakusa in the Great Holy Grail wiped out, but even all the connection between him and the Great Holy Grail was severed, and even the magic power was no longer provided to him.

"Boom ——!"

In the middle of the battle, Destaguru opened his mouth and unleashed the last cyan pillars of light towards Shiro Amakusa and Semiramis on the opposite side.

"Isn't it okay to struggle to this point after all?"

Amakusa Shiro smiled bitterly.

"Anyway, you're not going to give up on the Throne of the Immortal."

Semiramis's expression was very calm, "And if I accompany you to your death, don't show such an ugly expression." ”

“…… That's right. ”

Amakusa Shiro was stunned, then smiled and nodded.

The cyan pillar of light suddenly covered the earth like a tsunami that swept the heavens and the earth, enveloping the earth in devastating heat.

After the light dissipated, only a huge ravine that stretched for several kilometers remained, and the figures of the two people, including those ghost actors, had all dissipated.

A complete return to the Throne of the Immortal.

"Although Shiro Amakusa Shiro Shizhen is an enemy, your burning obsession to try to relieve all mankind is genuine."

Ryusha watched the two disappear into the light, and only in his heart did a rare affirmation of his obsession.

…………

"Hahahaha! That's it! It's finally done! A brand new work from our generation! ”

When the light faded, Shakespeare burst out laughing, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Never before has I ever written in one fell swoop! Joyfully! Pleasant! Hahahaha......! ”

It's only been a few minutes?

He actually finished a book?

"Huh? You seem to be confused? ”

Shakespeare noticed Ryuksha's eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, "Haha, don't care! Writers are sensitive to this kind of look! ”

"Besides, what I just wrote is just an outline! If you want to write the whole book, I don't know how many years it will take.,After all, the plot that has been refreshed in my heart.,There's no motivation to write it.,If it weren't for money, this evil mundane thing.,My generation won't even write for the rest of my life! ”

Is that so?

The profession of a writer may sound quite difficult.

"Young man, let me finally put my beak in the end!"

Shakespeare's figure had begun to fade, but he still had an excited smile on his face.

"In a world built by a writer, there is no character who is absolutely emotionless! That's right! No one in this world is absolutely rational! If there really is, it means that the writer was kicked in the head by a donkey! ”

"This one for you! This is the real thing of my generation...... Maybe it can be sold for a lot of money......! ”

After saying this, his figure dissipated and disappeared in front of Ryuxia's eyes.

He left on his own initiative, probably because his wish had been fulfilled.

At the last moment, the few pages of manuscript that he handed out naturally floated in front of Ryuxia under the blowing of the breeze.

Ryusha reached out and took it, then flipped it open and browsed it.

It is worthy of an outline that was completed in a few minutes, the handwriting is extremely sloppy, and the content is quite concise, but the necessary elements such as the beginning, development, climax, and ending are not missing.

Ryuxia's gaze naturally converged on the last line of the last page.

“——Theultiatedesireillgivebirthtsinerelve！”

Does it make sense?

Who knows.