As if responding to Tosaka Tokitoki's conjecture, tonight's night is extraordinarily deep.

"Is there really a god in this world?"

Caster's bulging eyes stared earnestly at Ryunosuke Wooyu.

"Of course?"

Yusheng Ryunosuke said as a matter of course, and then looked at Gilles de Les in confusion and asked, "Uncle Bluebeard, don't you believe that there are gods in this world?"

"I believe that because the miracle has happened, Joan of Arc has been brought back by God!"

When Caster spoke of Joan of Arc, his eyes stood out with fanaticism.

"Then why aren't you upset?"

Ryunosuke asked suddenly, and Ryunosuke, who was good at observing people, found that his boss was not in the right mood after returning from Caster.

"Happy?"

Gilles de Les muttered, her voice suddenly raised, "The divine light has brought Joan of Arc back, but the gods have blinded her heart, is such a god worth believing?"

"Isn't that the way it should be?"

Ryunosuke's puzzled voice interrupted Gilles de Rice's anger and looked at the stunned Uncle Bluebeard.

Ryunosuke continued: "God, God on high, even if he does something wrong, he is still a god worthy of admiration!"

"According to you, what I am doing is blasphemous, is it wrong?" said Gilles de Leslen.

"Oh, how is that possible?"

Hearing Gilles de Rice's words, Ryunosuke showed disbelief and said excitedly: "God, high up, the world is just a plaything of God, worshipping God will not get God's attention, in the same way, blasphemy is also a trivial matter in the eyes of God, human beings are just a group of performers, and the actors who perform for the performers who are called gods are people, we are just playing villains, how can it be wrong?"

"Then why are we blaspheming?" asked Bluebeard.

"Of course, it's for the pursuit of beauty, blasphemy or something, let him go"

After Ryunosuke finished speaking, as if he had thought of something again, he continued: "By the way, Uncle Bluebeard, don't you want to blaspheme? Then slaughter more, let your performance amaze the gods, and this beautiful blood may attract the attention of the gods!"

Ryunosuke's words are contradictory, but full of philosophy, Ryunosuke is more of a philosopher than a murderer, and Ryunosuke's ideas make the Anglo-French marshal of the Hundred Years' War tremble.

"Ryunosuke!"

The voice was deep, Bluebeard's eyes were full of inexplicable excitement, and he bowed solemnly: "Ryunosuke, your philosophy of the gods makes me worship, in order to make my lord Yusheng Ryunosuke feel more beauty and more attention from the gods, I, Gil de Les, will give you a gift, please enjoy it slowly!"

"Really, boss, I'm looking forward to this surprise!"

Ryunosuke exclaimed excitedly, and under Ryunosuke's expectant gaze, Bluebeard stepped into the only large river that runs through Fuyuki Town.

The black and blue ** force surged, and Bluebeard's steps went farther and farther along the river until it reached the center of the river.

The waves that rippled under the autumn wind went directly around Bluebeard, and a dark red book appeared on Bluebeard's chest at some point, and the book had been opened by Bluebeard.

......

"This is, the river!"

Iskandar, the king of conquest who had just come out of the library, suddenly cast his gaze in the direction of the river in Winterwood Town.

In the next second, the saber tore through the sky, and the thunderbolt-enwined thunderbolt cart rushed out furiously, galloping through the sky with Iskandar, the king of conquest, and the unknown Velvet.

There were many more hunters who moved almost at the same time as the conquering king Iskandar, and the hunting figures were shuttling through the streets of Winterwood, and the destination was the river where Bluebeard was.

"Senior, the owner of this magic power is the murderer of Li Xue?"

Zhang Cheng set his eyes on Uncle Zhang Jiao, and when he saw Zhang Jiao nodding slightly, Zhang Cheng's gaze instantly condensed, and his sudden cold gaze looked down at the place where Dongmu Town's demonic aura was soaring.

In Zhang Jiao's cloud technique, the two Zhang family masters turned into a purple light and directly swept over most of Dongmu Town.

When the clouds fell, the most striking thing that caught my eye was Caster wrapped in a fat magic robe in the center of the river.

In just three seconds, the figures of Artoria and Alice Fell also appeared by the river, and the exaggerated thunder oxcart of the King of Conquest also arrived.

"You evil devil, you don't learn to be good, what do you want to do?"

Artoria's voice woke Bluebeard ake.

"Joan of Arc! I'm sorry you're not a guest today!"

Bluebeard looked at Artoria and apologized, then smiled, "However, if you want to attend, I'm honored to be there, including all the guests who are here today!"

"This is, I, the feast of death and depravity hosted by Gilles de Lesse!"

The crazy words fell, and the tentacles all over the river instantly wrapped Bluebeard, like a giant tentacle monster rising from the river, countless huge flesh tentacles waved, and the flesh mass wrapped around Bluebeard quickly amplified in the horrified eyes of everyone.

"What is this?"

Zhang Cheng was a little shocked and said, the first time Zhang Cheng saw this monster created by this creature type magic, it was like a tentacle monster in the mountains, which made Zhang Cheng a little confused.

This kind of monster made Zhang Jiao also frown, and said calmly: "I have never seen this kind of monster, but the magic power contained in the body of this monster has reached the peak of the dragon level. ”

The pinnacle of the dragon level?

Zhang Cheng's heart twitched, he only knew one dragon-level peak cultivator, the old ghost of Kunlun Mountain, and the old man of Xuanji was not proficient in the method of fighting, he cultivated a heavenly machine, and his combat power was definitely not comparable to this monster.

But, in the Holy Grail War, the peak of the dragon level is really nothing, Lancer, Artoria, which is not an existence that exceeds the peak of the dragon level?

They don't know the specifics of their cultivation for Zhang Cheng, but the golden pickup is definitely at the level of an immortal, and it is impossible for a mere dragon peak to make any big waves in front of the immortals.

The murderer of Li Xue was right in front of him, but the murderer of the dragon level made Zhang Cheng full of powerlessness.

Continue to let Uncle Zhang Jiao take action, or wait for others to kill this murderer?

Because he was weak and couldn't avenge his friends with his own hands, Zhang Cheng was unwilling to feel this feeling.

"I, can I fight?" Zhang Cheng said.

Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Cheng in surprise, this level of battle was not something that Zhang Cheng's concentrating cultivation could participate in.

As for the direct refusal, Zhang Jiao will not either, he is now Zhang Cheng's protector.

The so-called protector does not protect Zhang Cheng behind him, but accompanies the guarded to experience and let him undergo training.

"The cultivator has a demon in his heart, if you want to fight, even if you go to fight, the battlefield is ever-changing, I may not be able to help you in time, you think about it carefully!"

Zhang Jiao means that you can participate in the war, but I may not be able to protect you, and danger and battle are together.

"Don't think about it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Cheng had already taken out a stack of yellow talismans in his hand, and his eyes looked firmly at the monster summoned by Bluebeard.

The vast river is filled with mountain tentacles, and in the thick of black and blue magic, Iskander, the king of conquest, and Artoria, the king of knights, have rushed out.

Artoria, protected by the goddess of the lake, walks on the water as land, and Iskandar, the king of conquest, has crushed one of the mountain's tentacles' massive fleshy tentacles with a thundering oxcart.