Breathing almost stalled. The brain is almost down. Organs are almost depleted –

On the line between life and death, what did Richard see? What do you think about? What does it feel like to be torn between death and survival?

Richard even thought a little stupidly that this moment turned into an illusion of eternity - it's wonderful, isn't it?

It's just that this kind of feeling is similar to luxury for him now, and he only enjoyed it for less than a second, and he was crushed by the real touch after his body fell to the ground.

Stroking the cold floor, Richard looked puzzled. And the survival instinct that is written into the genes of all living things drives him to slide backwards a little bit - or more appropriately to squirm.

Because, the terrifying robot that had pinched him tightly before, had been pushed away by the young man in front of him in some way.

Wait, push away? No, it was clearly knocked away by an unknown blue storm - it wasn't channeling magic, it wasn't some Vault Skill - it was-

"With your mouth...... Roaring out ...... Sound? ”

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The slight pressure that can only be felt when facing a creature that is beyond human beings—collectively known as "spiritual pressure", at this moment, almost materialized, slammed into the chest of everyone present!

There is no other reason - the young man who had been acting in a low-key and mysterious manner until now, facing the tragic scene of Richard's imminent heroic death, did not stop and watch like the others, but stepped forward step by step, slowly, and firmly-

Golden flames of light erupted from every corner of the boy's body, and even the fantasy music that was countless times larger than the boy in size and weight, and had various pre-"Great Collapse" technology bonuses and optimizations, the thought circuit, which had been hit hard, was also frantically transmitting such a signal to every sensor in his body at this moment—receiving a super-large-scale unknown force that could not be analyzed.

Even robots made by ancient people have taken two steps back in such a very humane way. With this unpredictable power, every slight scar on the boy's body was completely repaired. The flame converged, covering the boy with a thin layer, and in his eyes it was as bright as the rising sun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "There was a series of explosions in the hall, and all the pipes that had been running smoothly until then had burst beneath the machines that had helped unleash the power of the Gospel, apparently unable to withstand the interference of the power of the void that supported its operations.

"Quickly solve the immediate crisis-" After finally processing all the received signals into such an order, Fantasia quickly stepped towards the place where the boy was, almost like a small employee sent by his boss in a panic. In any case, it is also a guardian weapon created by prehistoric humans using powerful technology, and it has experienced countless battles with peepers, even after a thousand years, this power is still extremely powerful, so strong that dozens of powerful people can not solve the problem together, not to mention that there is no shortage of masters who have comprehended the mystery.

In the worried eyes of everyone, the giant hand of Fantasia stretched out towards Heliga's head—

“Fus Ro Dah！” As if it could tear the air and shatter the sky, a huge shock wave seemed to rise out of thin air and roar away in everyone's observation, and the torso of the fantasy music weighing dozens of tons was slammed into it, almost dented into it, and even the floor full of science and technology tightly embedded in front of it was blown away.

“Fo Krah Diin!” Runes of completely unknown meaning resounded throughout the hall again, and the cold breath condensed with frost, spreading out within a radius of tens of centimeters in front of the young man, and the small cannonballs fired by the guide cannon on his body after the fantasy music was repulsed were still in the middle of the explosion, and the barrels were turned into powder.

The dark purple glow of "Zun Haal Viik" is especially inconspicuous in the dim underground, but the places swept by the purple light, whether it is a special alloy plate that is only slightly dented by Jin and Agaté, or Shera's long-stored guiding magic, which can only destroy the connection of the surface layer, all become fragile in an instant, and cannot even support the weight of Fantasia itself.

The sound was like a dragon's roar, and the dragon's roar turned into a spitting eye, and several shuddering forces struck the body of the fantasy music in succession, and the chaotic power stirred up the surrounding dust, like a cloud of mist.

In the face of this display of absolute power, everyone fell into a silence even more than they had witnessed Richard's feat—that is, humanity's awe of the very concept of "power".

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"It's horrible...... Levi-kun. After Richard had completed his task, he removed all hints and left him to fend for himself—as Wiseman had intended. He had even begun to prepare a report on this stage to submit to the Great Alliance. But the wonderful boy mentioned a sentence or two in the information attracted Wiseman's full attention—and he even dragged back Levi, who had already left, with a reluctant face. Of course, Levy's look of disgust and reluctance vanished when he saw the light that shrouded the boy's body.

"How?" Wiseman clapped his hands and laughed, "This power is really powerful...... A behemoth like a fantasy piece was beaten two or three times—"

"yes...... I do not deny the power of that force...... But that's just the power itself. To put it bluntly, I don't think that the imp in this state can defeat me. ”

"Hehe......" Wiseman sneered, "The martial arts of the Sword Emperor are in terms of the association, except for the unattainable great alliance leader, it can also be said that it is below the two and above the ten thousand, no one can deny this. I don't doubt that the big guy called Fantasia poses the slightest threat to you. However, you will never be able to destroy it in such a brutal and unreasonable way, as the boy did. ”

"Of course. If it were me, I would have used my sword skills and body skills, and of course, the "Rock Eater" given to me by the Alliance Master...... But that's me, the value of me and my craft, and they're equal to my strength. And that young man, he just has this kind of power, and he doesn't know it yet...... At least not fully understand how to use it...... Now it seems that it is a bit like the not-so-serious Makbang. I'll admit I can't hold that big guy down like that, but so what? Now it seems that just because the power used to create Fantasia is far from reaching the strength and grade of the young man...... That's how it feels. ”

"Hmph...... I don't think so. Absolute power is everything......" Wiseman said the first half of the sentence, the second half more like muttering to himself. Levi pursed his lips in disgust and didn't speak—not only did this man have a bad personality, but he didn't know how to appreciate the value of martial arts and the skill itself. No wonder Lord Arian Hurd and the other three hated him so much.

During the conversation, the young man, who was like a god of war at the moment, acted again-