"And I, I will repay science with justice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

At that moment, the two people who were thousands of miles apart moved at the same time.

The spear of judgment that traveled through space bears witness to all this.

The Countess placed her hand on the fresco wrapped in flames.

The Count lowered his raised hands.

In the next moment, a lot happened.

The first thing that happened was that the Spear of Judgment traveled through space, appearing under the night sky above the countess's head, and then shot into the huge fresco surrounded by flames, and with a pure white light that obliterated all sounds, the huge spear of light disappeared.

The pure, beautiful, crystal-like spear of light existed for only a moment before vanishing.

Before the light of the burst could dissipate, another force passed through the space and reproduced the "flight" of the Judgment Spear in reverse, disappearing from the Countess and descending on the Countess.

It was a mass of light, in the shape of sharp lines, like a gemstone, or a star, or a cluster of crystals.

The Count greeted the light almost with a look of despair, and he did nothing, watching like a sculpture as the camel pounced upon him, and while it was all happening, the stars exploded.

It was a very different sight from the white light of the Spear of Judgment, and the essence scattered wildly in the air, revealing the streaks of duckweed on the water that were blown together by the wind, the lines were wild, and the colors were brilliant.

The essence infection is by no means as rosy as it seems, but at least it does seem to be a rare spectacle in the world.

The whole world is changing, as if it has been thrown into a fairy tale, the sand by the river has become the crumbs of precious stones, bright as the Milky Way, the colors are as brilliant as dreams, the wild grass leaves on the beach are inlaid with silver edges, the dazzling colors are mixed into countless gradients on the leaves and stems, accompanied by a metallic luster, and the air and the aurora like light in the flowing water flow, like another world.

It was just a moment.

As an elaborate and powerful magic bomb, the huge amount of essence contained in that huge gem exploded and infected almost instantly, and then completely dissipated.

The wind rose flat, filling the space that had been taken away from the essence, and in the whistling sound, the dream world disappeared.

The Count is still alive.

The moment the bomb exploded, a flash of light flashed through his body, completely counteracting the frenzied essence infection, leaving him unharmed.

The camel was lucky enough to save a life, and the Count was the target of the Essence, and the bomb's accuracy was miraculously amazing, saving him from the pond fish.

But neither the Count nor the Camel will be glad about what has just happened.

"It's a trap!"

The camel didn't realize how lucky he was to survive, he just couldn't wait to talk, to speak loudly.

"Is Magellan back?huh?!"

The Count remained silent.

They didn't know what was going on thousands of miles away, and the Count had countless guesses about the countess's actions, but he couldn't be sure.

And at this time, the countess was standing under the fresco, watching the clash of the powers of the gods.

It was a sight that the vast majority of the world would never have had the chance to see, the forces of two miracles leading to different results, and the collision between them distorted the world.

The mural came to life.

Anubis twisted and waved the scales in his hand, the necromancers jumped in line into the monster's mouth, and the god standing in the sun grew a glowing face, and a pure white light appeared on each painting.

The countess watched all this happen before her eyes, as if two forces were vying for the status of gods in the world of the painting, absurd but incomparably real.

The Giant of Light was still tugging at the ropes, and he finally bent down as deeply as if he was overwhelmed, but straightened his back and stretched out, as if he had seen hope.

"You fooled a devout believer and took advantage of two gods, really...... Terrific. ”

There was no heaviness in the giant's voice, and this time he was joking not to distract himself, but simply to find some amusement.

"I've helped you lighten the load, you should say thank you. ”

"Thank you. ”

The giant laughed and strode forward.

"You're funny, human. ”

A figure appears in the mural.

It was a man, holding a lamp aloft and an oar in his hand, standing in a small boat, between the two gods of Anubis and Isis at the round table, surrounded by a line of necromancy.

A rope behind him became clear, and finally, as the man stood on Anubis's scales, the rope wrapped around his waist.

At that moment, the man's face changed to Magellan.

Then Magellan fell off the fresco......

Fall to the ground, face down.

The Giant of Light laughed, a wave of rolling thunder, and he turned to stand up straight, then vanished.

"I remember you, human. ”

The countess raised her right hand, circled around Magellan, and sprinkled sand on the ground beside him.

"How?"

Magellan rubbed his nose, put the lamp away, and glanced at his right hand with a somewhat surprised expression.

"The spear of judgment of the Holy See may already be on its way. ”

"Are the people of the Holy See so humorless?"

Magellan's left hand had not yet been removed from his nose, and he spoke with an urn.

"Sense of humor?"

The countess's hand trembled, unable to complete the spell.

"The Spear of Judgment, does it look like that?"

Magellan removed the hand that was placed on his nose and pointed it in the air behind the countess.

"Yes......"

It was a spear of light, identical to the Spear of Judgment, but far smaller than the Spear of Judgment, which, as the countess spoke, shot like a beam of light into Magellan's chest.

At that moment, the Count on the Nile fell to his knees.

"I don't know if Magellan is back, but this spear will end the life of the countess, she is too dangerous for science. ”

The camel spun in circles frantically, and that was not what he wanted to hear right now.

"Is Magellan back?"

The Count did not answer.

He had escaped the Essence of Madness with a fixed miracle, almost unscathed, but then cast a miracle and summoned a miniature version of the Spear of Judgment that almost made him faint.

The Count performed a miracle. In a short period of time, he completed a complex prayer that was almost beyond the limits of human beings.

And the spear of judgment passed through space and finally reached Magellan's chest.

Then it was crushed by Magellan's sword.

“...... Just a little bigger......"

The countess froze as she looked at the light debris floating on Magellan's chest.