"Hum—"

The space shook violently, and clusters of unprecedented flashes of light continued to transform through Altair's body.

Standing behind the girl, the light clusters condensed into human form one by one.

Skins, hair, weapons, armor –

Ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand—

These are all Immortals, all Servants.

It was to record the information of Altair, turn it into a heroic spirit, and thus use Altaïr as a transit station, connecting the continent of Adnoa, extracting the information of the deceased who had not yet broken off the relationship with Altai, and realizing the true meaning of the heroic spirit carving. At this moment, more than 100,000 Heroic Spirits suddenly increased to the [seat].

For the whole world, it is something to rejoice.

All of a sudden, there were 100,000 more useful tools.

For Alayah, it was a matter of ecstasy for a few days and nights.

You know, the guardians he can directly mobilize are actually two or three big cats and small cats, which are so shabby that they crack. Every time he was ridiculed by Gaia, he could only be wronged by Cha Lemon somewhere.

Yes, people say He is a Red A.

But if it's not only Red A who can control it, and who has the inhibition force willing to be Red A control?

Every time he was commented on like this, he could only collect a new red A figure with tears in his eyes.

Well, now the number of employees has surpassed Gaia in an instant, not to mention, there are at least 50,000 red A to control.

In the future, when he is ridiculed, he can confidently call out tens of thousands of red A brothers and tell others that he, Alaye, is Red A, what's wrong?!

That's right, tens of thousands, at least fifty thousand red A.

When Altaïr turned to look at the summoned army, most of which were occupied by red robes, her face was dark.

- Don't, don't, I don't want to be the marshal of these crazy people! Why don't you let me go even though everyone has died once?

There is no need to discuss it for the time being, those red A's were all trained by herself, and the reason why she was crazy was also driven crazy by her. Can't blame her, can't she? To be reasonable, the little girl who didn't have anything but a little knowledge of the other world, where did she bring the army, the first time, she had no experience, and it was normal to be jerky.

So when she took office with trepidation and worked tremblingly, she realized a truth-

It seems that there is no difficulty in training soldiers, as long as it is the same as raising dogs, providing food and drink, five insurances and one housing fund, and then letting them grow naturally.

So, here's the problem.

Owners, how should they get along with dogs?

Well, all in all, the dog and the master, after all, one is going crazy, either you drive me crazy, or I drive you crazy. Look at Bai Hua and Cú Chulainn, aren't they both crazy? Altaïr didn't want to go crazy, so he chose to make his subordinates crazy, and then she was almost assimilated into a madman.

It's a sad story.

Straight to the point.

The 100,000 Servants who were summoned were all puzzled by the situation in front of them.

Because in their consciousness, they and others, after the end of the Hundred Years' War, were sent everywhere, some of them died, some died in accidents, and some of them... Well, the formation of a cult was crusaded.

But here, they all regained their youthful form, and saw their former friends in the crowd.

Immediately, the soldiers, who had calmed down, noticed Altair in front of them.

- Third Marshal!

"Bang-knock-"

The soldiers spontaneously lined up with incredible speed, drew their weapons in unison, and performed an ancient knightly salute to Altair.

This time, Altair was even more frightened to the point that his calves and stomach spasmed, and he almost fainted with fright when he looked at the strange eyes of half of the soldiers in red clothes.

- This is my treasure! This is my treasure! This is my treasure!

In order not to become a heroic spirit as soon as she becomes a heroic spirit, she will achieve the great cause of being the first heroic spirit in history to be frightened by her own treasure, and the girl keeps repeating this sentence in her heart. Stimulated by a strong sense of shame, it still played a role in some disappointment.

Altaïr forced himself, speaking in a trembling voice.

"This... This·· This time, without saying anything superfluous, the opponent we will face is... Well, the former comrades-in-arms and enemies who were awakened as undead. This is undoubtedly a blasphemy against them, and we have shouldered the highest glory army, and every one of them is a hero! ”

Altaïr, gradually entering the state.

- That's right, it's all a bunch of turnips down there, there's nothing to be afraid of!

"But now, they have been awakened as world-destroying undead, and this is the greatest provocation to our coalition forces!" She paused, and then changed her words: "Of course, the glory of the past is over, and what I want to say is that after this battle, you will be reborn in this realm. However, if we lose this battle, we will die! At this moment, I am not asking to swing the sword again for the sake of boredom, this time, for our own sake! Do you still have regrets? Is there any unfinished business? Are there any other scenery that you haven't seen yet? ”

Impassioned words came from Altair's mouth. To be honest, she didn't know how to deal with these veterans who had completed their mission, and she didn't even accompany her to the final battle, which seemed to her to be ridiculous except for her own interests.

She is not Bai Hua, she has no home in Adnoah, and she doesn't need to protect anything.

Therefore, it can also be said that it was she, Altaïr Gran, who deceived these soldiers. A large pie was drawn and the soldiers were asked to give their lives for their so-called sense of crisis.

Therefore, she is no longer qualified to talk about glory and the past, all she can give is benefits.

"If you engrave our heroism in this world, you will be transformed into a heroic spirit who guards the world. At that time, whether it is to reorganize the family in a certain era, or to continue to study the essence of the Demon Dao, you will ······"

"Anyway, it's just beating him, right?"

"Huh?"

Interrupted by a sudden sound below, Altair's head shrank habitually.

Sure enough, the familiar tone was the deputy of the Third Army.

Well, the dominant in the practical sense.

"That... That..."

"Shut up, you shameful fellow, the weak chicken will roll me to the back, you have to talk here?!" The deputy glared at him and picked up the guy directly.

"I... I·· I'm your marshal..."

"Shameful marshal, unqualified to command the battle!"

Asserting this, the deputy waved his hand and shouted with red eyes: "Brothers, for the sake of Marshal Gran, kill!! ”

"Kill !!"

"Kill !!"

"Kill !!"

So, the Third Warlock Legion, a group of Servants who had descended as Casters, each symbolically threw a fireball, then raised their bows and arrows in unison, and routinely rained down on arrows. After doing all this, everyone looked at the Casters, took out their twin knives with red eyes, and charged like berserkers.

Berserker dressed as Areher in Caster's skin.

Altair: "??? ”

- What did you just shout about the slogan? For me? Don't use me as a slogan, big guys, I'm afraid!

The rest of the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

Comfortable, this is the third crazy group, the guys who got together to organize the cult one by one after the war, there is nothing wrong with it.

Immediately after, they saw a more comfortable scene.

In the face of the charge of 50,000 red-robed 'Berserker', those undead who had lost their rationality finally remembered the fear of domination engraved in their DNA, and they rushed forward and back to frantically avoid both sides.

After all, no one wants to fight with a madman, does they?

Not even the undead!

Thousands of troops avoid red robes, worthy of you.

The Third Legion, terrifying!