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"Whether it is the legend recorded in the myth, the most outstanding existence in the epic of civilization, or the conqueror who conquered the city, as a praised hero, battle is the most fundamental place for you to return to the world, go to fight, hold the blades and reins in your hands, and imprint the unprecedented glory on the river of time with the blood of the evil demons of the other world, only battle can make your glory sublimated, and become the immortal heroic spirit in Valhalla!" Joan of Arc said almost word for word, the exit of each syllable seemed to be under great pressure, at this moment, although she seemed immature and lovely, but she was so determined, and under the gloom of the pure white light shining around her, she actually showed a little Valkyrie demeanor. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"After all, it's not to make me and others your battle puppets, whether it's for the ambitions of the magician or the interests of Valhalla, is this the price of returning to the world, it's really an ugly and cruel truth, but it is the past, present, or future, and it will not be changed......"

A woman in a gorgeous black dress said lightly, the black feather around her neck swayed with the wind, and it turned into a fluttering feather and spread to the surroundings, the air city-state composed of marble and columns, and the vain aerial garden of Babylon appeared, and the treasure that originally required a long ceremony to be completed was actually revealed out of thin air under the blessing of the milk ler and Valhalla.

"Everything in the world is vain, only ** and interests are the main theme throughout, but since you understand this, why do you want to bury the throne for the worthless **, is it possible that you still have expectations for this vain will?"

For Mo Chiyou's words, the woman in black just sighed lightly: "Where does the choice come from under the control of Valhalla, and if the concubine is lucky enough to be spared in the future, then please don't forget the agreement at this time." ”

"Hahahahaha, good! It is worthy of Semiramis, the regent of Assyria, in this case, the deity will give you a chance to get rid of the shackles of Valhalla, but if you don't grasp it, the consequences are not just as simple as burying Valhalla. ”

A hint of discoloration flashed in Demon Chiyou's eyes, and Semiramis didn't seem to express disappointment in the face of almost threatening remarks, as if he had achieved his goal, and nodded slightly: "Then Your Majesty must not disappoint the concubine......"

Semiramis means that Mochiyou is very clear, if Mochiyou is strong enough, then she doesn't mind abandoning Valhalla at all, but she won't let go until she proves it, and Mochiyu means that she also understands that once the inhibition and resistance from the Holy Grail are completely defeated, she needs to pay more than just freedom, then neither the soul nor the heart will belong to her, but the weak existence is not qualified to talk about the soul.

At the same time that Mochiyu was talking to Semiramis, the vain heavenly garden of Babylon was shrouded in almost illusory dreamlike magnificence, and a bright starry sky quietly spread out of the dark red sky, and the seven stars shining in the constellation Ursa Major shone like a veil on Atalanta's body.

The white-gold glow emitted from Mordred's hand was once again distorted into a black-red Calamity Sword against the backdrop of the starlight, and the chariot from Poseidon and the furious waves and flames of the Brahma Sun Wheel enveloped the surroundings.

"Sons, kill, follow me to the worlds and break through the throne of the Heroic Spirit!"

With a roar from Demon Chiyou, the dark red body once again turned into a huge demon god with five faces and eight arms through the law and heaven, the Jiuli Five Soldiers Chariot, the Eighty Demon Gods, the Millions of Shura Evil Spirits, and the Hundreds of Millions of Blood Sea Battle Souls really woke up from their slumber under the shroud of the Jiuli Enchantment.

"It's really a big scene, this business seems to be a complete loss, and you owe me a lot of money to those old immortals in the clock tower."

The lion took a sip, grabbed his left hand branded with the spell, and turned the only spell into an amplification and applied it to Mordred's body, the red-clothed swordsman took a deep look at him and then clenched the magic sword in his hand, and quietly took a step forward to block in front of him.

Saber Mordred's sword light like red lightning, Archer's meteor arrows falling from the sky, Lancer Karna from Brahma's destructive fury, Sunder Achilles from Poseidon's chariot, Ber-colored rker, Spartacus's terrifying power in exchange for the burning of magic struck the Nine Legions like a raging current.

The sword in the hand of the Shura evil spirit, which was as hideous as a demon, had been torn to pieces by this violent impact before it could get close, but what they needed to face at this moment was the Jiuli Legion, and the defeated evil spirit did not disappear, but was retransformed into a vain blood sea battle spirit, and after the black aura scattered from his body drilled into the body of another war spirit, another Shura evil spirit was born, and a million Shura Shura war spirits were blocked in front of them like a million protective barriers, Moreover, the blades and claws of the evil spirits, which are relatively limited, are amplified through the military array, and even the protective magic of the heroic spirits can be easily shredded under the superposition of each other.

"This is art, I seem to have felt the most beautiful psalm, and finally ...... It's time for the show to begin, so let's give thunderous cheers! 】

Under the praise of the aria, the surroundings seem more and more strange and strange, everything that has happened has receded like the pages of a book, and the heroic spirits who were already tired have returned to their pre-prime appearance.

Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm, which was originally only effective against one person, has turned into an eternal cycle of enchantments, and every failed attack, every erosion and damage from the Jiuli Legion will be restored.

"Interesting Noble Phantasm, Valhalla seems to have put all the chips on you, Mr. Poet, but I doubt that a single modern playwright and poet can withstand such a large increase, and the oppression of magic alone is enough to crush your fragile body a hundred times."

Demon You didn't take action personally, but just let his Jiuli Legion wreak havoc on this world, and he could feel that the order of the plane, which was already constantly being impacted, was rapidly weakening, which was so familiar but seemed to be a little different.

"Can I think you're questioning me............

Yan Feng, no, it should be said that Amakusa Shiro Shizhen said coldly, and at the same time, a pitch-black stone slab dozens of meters long also appeared around Assas Semiramis, and the almost infinite flow of magic power poured into it like a flood of breaking embankments.

"You? At the same time, the six great magicians of the Heroic Spirit, who once made you very proud of their status, were just parasites relying on the order, and then you can immediately see how fragile and ridiculous all this you rely on is. ”

The demon made Amakusa Shiro's face even more gloomy, but before he could say anything, the magic fluctuation that fell into unstable overclocking had already caused the magician's face to change drastically, and he obviously sensed something.

"This is, the world's capacity...... It couldn't be ......."

While Amakusa Shiro's face was ugly, Joan of Arc on the other side also said in disbelief, the pure white light that was shining around him was suddenly cut off, and it was like a light bulb with bad contact.

Mordred rebelled against Duanli's father, the Seven Arrows of the Big Dipper of Atalanta, the undead chariot of Achilles Tempest, and the roar of Spartacus Defective Beast were all right, but on the basis of Shakespeare's super-sized release of the Noble Phantasm, the addition of the Karna EX-Class Noble Phantasm Golden Godkiller and the Semiramis EX-Class Enchantment Babylon would be beyond the current level Valhalla's endurance limit.

Parallel worlds are only parallel worlds after all, and the limit of endurance is very limited, originally a milkman or a few heroic spirits were just that, but now not only Amakusa Shiro and Joan of Arc are sparing no effort to squander the magic power supply of Valhalla, but also on the basis of the dimensional order being torn apart by the Demon Chiyou, this is like an old and broken fuse, which collapsed under the power consumption of the heroic spirits in the red camp several times the ordinary power consumption.

Valhalla's mana supply to this world exceeded the limit of the plane's bearing, and the resulting consequence was undoubtedly to completely push this already calamitous plane into the abyss, on the one hand, all the additional mana supply was cut off, cutting off the most important protective net, and on the other hand, under the partial collapse and fragmentation of the plane order, this devastating magic turbulence also chiseled through the adjacent parallel worlds, once again leading to a plane convergence.