After the last crack is closed, the temperature of the world seems to be rising.

It is not the temperature that is raised, but the wrath of the king of conquest.

"Caster! Is it so satisfying to get reinforcements from the outside world......"

Iskandar grabbed the reins of his horse and looked at the monster in front of him who seemed to be aiming his hunger appetite at him with a blank expression: "Although it is inevitable that something unexpected will happen, I am very optimistic that one of my enemies has been swallowed by you." ”

"If that's the case, there's no way." The brown bloodstained sword was aimed at the creeping monster, and the King of Conquest announced in a cold voice:

"Your blood is like his, shed at this moment!"

Then the roaring voices of countless people sounded, and the furious army began to charge, like a sharp cone-like formation stabbing the furious monsters, like the punishment blade of the gods, tearing apart all obstacles!

“alalalalalalal!”

The shouts of countless people penetrated the layers of barriers and faintly entered Bai Shuo's ears.

In the wriggling darkness, there was dripping slime and corrosive liquid trying to engulf itself.

Is this this thing's esophagus? Intestinal? Or is it more fraught with danger?

Countless wriggling creatures that inhabited the area screamed with ill will to the figure still standing in the shredded corpse.

The foul-smelling air was filled with viscous malice, and the curse of contaminating all food sanity attached to Bai Shuo's body layer upon layer.

In the darkness, Bai Shuo held his breath, and his body trembled spasmodically under the tingling pain of his brain: "Silence, talk back, are you okay?" ”

He was a little out of control chaotic soul wavelength, and he could feel that Chen Jingmo's soul had not been damaged too much under the impact of the fantasy demonic beast.

After a moment, Chen Jingmo's somewhat low and unhappy voice sounded in his ears: "I have told you many times about personal heroism, and after I go back, I think I need to have a good communication with my captain." ”

"Haha, I'm angry......" As Bai Shuo expected, Chen Jingmo felt helpless and irrepressible anger at his behavior of cutting off the resonance of his soul at the last moment.

A tingling sensation spread from his soul, and Chen Jingmo's soul wavelength pierced into his brain like a needle, and the sharp pain covered up the various illusions in his facial features due to the mental impact.

The intense pain made Bai Shuo awake again, but the pain in his brain began to get worse, and he noticed the disorder of Bai Shuo's soul wavelength, Chen Jingmo forcibly used his own resonance to make him sober again, but this method was a little too rough.

Dizzy and took two steps back in the stump, Bai Shuo almost fell to the ground, but the painful brain finally regained consciousness as he wished.

With a helpless smile and a hint of apology, he said to himself in the dark, "I'm sorry." ”

Chen Jing stubbornly didn't respond to him, but the rough soul wavelength softened a little, making him smile even more happily.

Bai Shuo endured a severe headache and looked at the countless tentacles and strange monsters that emerged from the flesh and blood around him.

With a sinister smile, he sent out a greeting: "Hey, this is Team Hope." Mr. Caster, can you hear me? ”

"It doesn't matter if you can't hear it." An angry dragon fire appeared in Bai Shuo's hand: "The story of Journey to the West tells us how unwise it is to swallow the enemy before he dies. ”

Like an old friend, Bai Shuo writhed his sore and numb body, weaving through layers of power suppression and flesh: "But it seems that you don't know enough. ”

There was the sound of something breaking through the air in the darkness, but it quickly turned into a mass of broken bones in Bai Shuo's hands, and finally turned into pieces.

"Since you're here, of course you'll have to leave something behind before you go, right?"

The flame in his hand lit up, illuminating his hideous smile and the countless wriggling monsters that surrounded him.

―――――――――― when the light of the victory of the oath shone again in the sky, the sun lost its color, and it seemed that only the light representing victory was left between heaven and earth.

Under the charge of the king's army, he was already covered in bruises, but the monsters that were getting bigger and bigger were pierced, and the desert was once again dyed red.

Never hesitating, Iskandar broke through the barrier of fire and wind, rode a heroic steed through the clouds, and cut off the last head of the monster with a single sword.

There was no trace of blood flowing out of the body of the monster that was about to be torn apart, and it had lost the dry and hard texture of its original flesh and blood, as if it had been baked by a raging fire, and it was impossible to see the vitality that had just been exuberant to the extreme.

Even so, everyone didn't underestimate the thing that was about to turn into char because of this, it was still alive.

After withstanding dozens of volleys of the King's Treasure, three bombardments of the Sword of Oath of Victory, and countless charges of the King's army, none of them thought that anything would survive such an onslaught.

But the monster and the caster, who were extremely vigorous, still did not die, but became stronger and stronger, and even surpassed the power of Gilgamesh.

A single curse was enough to dye the armor of the Most Ancient King black, killing countless soldiers and devouring them into magical power, even nearly swallowing Saber into his belly.

"Although I don't want this kind of thing that can't even be called a bastard to defile my treasure, but in order to make this thing that pollutes the king's vision disappear, this king gives you the glory of inheriting the sword of perverseness."

Enraged in mid-air, Gilgamesh pulled out a strange scarlet sword, a strange weapon that wasn't even a sword.

The three cylindrical blades are combined, constantly rotating and rubbing, making a deep sound that gives the illusion that the world is rotating with it.

It was born much earlier than the first sword appeared in the world.

The Sword of the World, derived from the gods of Mesopotamian mythology and Babylonian mythology, is a powerful force that even the Sword of Victory of the Oath cannot match.

EX-level treasures, its name is called: Heaven and Earth - Pioneer Star!

Layers of wind pressure converged from all directions as the blade rotated, and a tornado of wind that swept the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared in the world dominated by heat.

The flash of light that tore through the world was enough to split the entire inherent barrier in half, but at this moment, it was aimed at the monster that was constantly writhing and trying to burrow into the depths of the earth.

A playful and disgusted expression appeared on Gilgamesh's face, and in the red eyes only the indifference and arrogance that stood behind the pinnacle of all beings.

"Keep your funny position and ......"

In the brewing light of the perverse sword, the monster's body suddenly stopped wriggling, and its huge body hardened and expanded rapidly.

It's like an over-inflated balloon, revealing an unconcealable golden flash beneath the strangely colored skin, as if an endless fire is burning.

Unheeded by this strange vision, Gilgamesh's perverse sword fell.

"Die!"

It's like a giant god opening up the world, the flood collapses, everything shatters, and most of the monster's huge body evaporates silently in that brilliant flash.

At this moment, Gilgamesh, the strongest servant, the most ancient king, and the king of heroes, finally showed the wrath and power of his shattered world.

With the power of this precious flem, Gilgamesh's power was even able to climb to the peak of the five-star level in that instant.

The momentum was like a bamboo, and it was vulnerable, and the huge monster was cut open under the light, and half of its body evaporated.

No blood was swept out of the layers of wind pressure, only boundless flames erupted, as if they had been pierced through a huge furnace, and the flames and lava slanted out.

After the light of the Sword of Perverse pierced the world, it destroyed the Yanfeng Church, which had become a ruin, and then rushed into the swarming crazy crowd, and after cutting off the layers of spiritual power, a huge crack was torn out in the dense crowd.

Under a sword, the monster was shattered, the world was shattered, and tens of thousands of people died.

The emperor is angry, and the corpses are floating for thousands of miles!

Unmoved by the trauma he had caused, Gilgamesh slowly put away the deviant sword in his hand, and suddenly frowned, looking at the wounds of the monster.

Among the monsters that had been turned into charred corpses, a piece of charcoal suddenly broke, and a wheezing figure jumped out of it with something, and the flaming figure looked up and smiled towards the sky.

"It's dangerous." Bai Shuo wiped the black ash from his face, threw the blurred humanoid in his hand to the ground, bent down and tore off the arm-like limbs from it, and put a watch on it that had not been damaged in the slightest even after such a long battle and impact.

casually burned the charcoal-like arm into ashes, Bai Shuo grabbed the watch in his hand and shook it in front of the humanoid on the ground: "I accepted this thing." ”

Ling Ke let out a hoarse scream in his throat, and his remaining arm slowly stretched out, trying to snatch his watch back, but it was only a thin line away from reaching it.

Distant is like a phantom.

"Just a little bit of ......" A hoarse and resentful voice came out of Ling Ke's mouth, and his only remaining eye glared at Bai Shuo's face with hair-making eyes: "It's just a little bit ...... from perfection"

Just a little bit, he won, and Bai Shuo died.

"yes." Bai Shuo admitted frankly, and suddenly laughed: "But sometimes, it's just a little bit close." ”

"Kill me, you'll regret it, I have five A-rank ......"

Prayer and despair rang out in Ling Ke's throat, but they quickly turned into screams of fear in the flames.

"I don't know where your inexplicable confidence comes from."

Bai Shuo crushed his heart with his own hands, and the angry dragon fire burned from every cell in his body, sealing the soul and completely burning out all that was left of him.

"Kill the reincarnation Shi Lingke, get 7000 reward points, and an A-level plot card. Task; Slaughter Field, completion: 95%......"

Bai Shuo picked up the golden rune card called 'Seed of Filth' from behind the fly ashes, and didn't have time to look at it closely, but carefully burned everything Ling Ke left behind.

He was relieved only when the screams of the last piece of meat had dissipated.

Turning around, he saw the desert gradually dissipating behind him, and the conquering king who did not change his will to fight.

The magician is dead, and the Holy Grail War is almost over, Bai Shuo, who realizes the current situation, looks at Iskandar with a smile.

"Suddenly snatched my prey, did you want to compete with me here in advance?" Iskandar leaped down from the Heroic Horse: "Master of the Assassin, I confess that you have ambitions not inferior to mine. ”

"It's unlikely, but I'd like to ask one last time." Iskandar wiped the blood stains from his sword blade and faced Bai Shuo: "Do you want to come with me to see the end of the Endless Sea?" ”

After the last time you stretch out your hand to solicit and choose the two answers of 'yes' or 'no', there will definitely be two different endings.

Just look at how Bai Shuo answers, Iskandar is waiting.

(To be continued)