Looking at Roland who was looking at him, Gamo wordlessly stretched his bow and arrows.

The heavy divine energy flows on the bowstring, and with the mind of Gammour, it can be transformed into an arrow of lust that gives love to love, or it can be transformed into a fire of love that carries the will of the gods.

But even with all his might, Gamor didn't feel much chance of victory.

From Roland's appearance to Saber's backstabbing, there are many precursors, and if Gamo still can't understand the other party's premeditation, he will be in vain.

Even thinking a little further, is it that his own advent is also something that has been planned a long time ago?

But this kind of coincidence is too beyond common sense, even if it can accurately attract itself, how can Roland be sure that Sakura will definitely become the most suitable object for his possession.

Gamo admits that among magicians, Sakura is a very good existence, but it is not strong enough to be able to carry the soul of the gods, and it is not good that it will be the host itself that is robbed of its will, and the situation of Ishtar and Gamor's fusion with the host's personality is a special case.

She was sure that she had no impression of Roland, and the two had absolutely never crossed paths.

But this senior seems to have seen through his character after combining with Sakura.,Even predicted that he would definitely use power on Saber.,Didn't use any control means that would make you suspicious.,Just use words to prompt the girl to backstab.。

Because she has always arrogantly believed that this Holy Grail War has always been under her control, as a result, she not only did not notice any trace of Roland's actions, but also exposed all her thoughts.

This made Gamor, who was hiding in the shadows and deliberately carrying out the plan, feel like a clown.

"Don't worry, you're the funny one among the Jokers, so you're more qualified than a hero like Karna."

As if seeing through Gammour's thoughts, Roland's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Bastard!"

With the movement of Gamora's bow, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

The longbow in her hand, which still has fresh green leaves and looks like a work of art, finally reveals the true face of her treasure.

- That's a beautiful flower arrow.

This is not a description to boast of its posture, but the position of the arrow feather is the bud that has never bloomed.

The crystal-like pink arrows are clear and delicate, as if they were woven from all the good things in the world.

As long as it hits, it will be forcibly aroused by love, and even Shiva, the great god who wields the power of destruction, will not be spared, and can only sink into the abyss of love.

"Love but wither, no love!"

So, the flower arrow came out of the string.

In the face of this impeccable shape, the only thing that worries is whether the flower arrow has destructive power and whether it can hit the enemy.

For Gamor, though, none of this mattered at all.

Although she has always been humiliating, she is now a god who has regained her body.

Just as Ishtar, who is also an archer, shoots with a floating cannon to bombard magic bullets, Gamor doesn't need to worry at all, as long as he completes the shooting action, this embodied power will be released spontaneously.

A glowing magical light bloomed in the sky, engulfing the cold moonlight and wriggling flames.

The blurry flower arrow pierced into the void, turning into a dazzling meteor and moving straight forward, silently roaring, piercing the world.

In the atmosphere of the galloping arrows, dark purple scratches as deep as ink spread, and the edges were filled with distorted chaos, reflecting the illusion that made everything sink into it.

Led by the imprint that was hit, cracks quietly spread, constantly radiating, forming an oversized magic circle like flower petals.

With Roland's position as the center, the circle is slowly falling.

And in this silent process, even the surrounding illusion seems to be frozen, and the only thing that is still moving is the magic circle that is constantly taking shape, about to turn the virtual into reality, and bloom as a true flower of love.

They soar into the sky, obscuring all darkness and leaving only soul-stirring sounds.

After giving birth to his body with black mud, Gamma was not only not polluted, but became stronger than before.

Even if there is no Master now, the power she has liberated is not inferior to that of Karna before.

"Although I know that you will be stronger than the state of the servant, but this level of evolution is also a bit unusual, so why not just use this form before?"

Roland waited silently for the circle to come, without the slightest thought of fighting or escaping.

This principle of primitive love is also a rare beauty for him.

"After constructing my body with the help of the mud of creation, I was freed from the identity of the Hidden One, and it is inevitable that I will have this power as a goddess in this world than a Servant who attaches to the body with a spiritual base."

Gamor said expressionlessly.

Now she doesn't know how many times stronger than before.

But the news didn't make her happy at all.

"But again, as a factor of instability in this world, I have little time left, and this world is full of Shiva's eyes and ears, and even if I try my best to escape, I will not be able to avoid the recurrence of the end of destruction."

As a god who has inherited the principle of love, the resurrected Gamor, as long as it exists, will continue to tilt the future of the world towards the fallen side, so it will inevitably be targeted.

"So, your choice is to break the jar?"

Roland nodded knowingly.

The difference in force between Gamo and herself is simply worlds apart, she is not a god who is good at fighting, even if she recovers the identity of a goddess, whether she can beat an exceptional servant like Karna has to be said.

But after regaining the status of the goddess, Gamma still has the same power in her body that is very different from before.

That's the Noble Phantasm.

Compared to the remnants of the legend combined with the spiritual foundation, the treasure that Gamo has liberated at this moment is the principle of all things that can satisfy the love and thirst of anyone and even anything in the universe.

Even if Roland is shot, although he will not become a captive of Gamor, just like Shiva at the beginning, he will inevitably be aroused to love.

And after being awakened, he didn't care about Gamor at all.

"Even if it can't make you fall, then let you just wake up early!"

Human evil is human love, although there is a wall of the heart, he will not be manipulated by the instinct of the beast, but it will take some time to calm this desire.

Since it is impossible to change the strength and weakness, then simply muddy the situation, and this haste of Gamor is not a solution.

- If Roland is really just a beast.

"I don't mind feeling the flame of love ignited," Roland sighed helplessly, "but it's still a little worse to break through the wall of my heart with an attack of this intensity." ”

He spread his hands casually, and the crimson polygon unfolded on its own as he felt the invisible force of temptation.

The demonic love that can make the god who destroys the universe sink for it, but when it encounters the seemingly fragile wall of the heart, it immediately stops advancing.

Compared to resisting physical damage, mental resistance is the old business of AT force field.

"Compared with this temptation of power, it would be more effective to let my body grow a little more, and let me get drunk in actual combat."

Notice Roland's inadvertently glance of pity across his chest, and Gamo was furious.

"It's just the appearance caused by the change in the spirit base, and I will still grow!"

"Yes, yes, I'll look forward to it."

"Damn! Bet on the name of the god of love, even if you burn the spiritual base, I will definitely make you a slave who will only be filled with my love! ”

This childlike tone completely angered Gamor.

What she hates the most is that after being calculated, the other party even understates her revenge, as if she is not worth mentioning at all.

Echoing her will, the magic circle quickly burned, and the atmosphere turned into a fine film under the squeeze of the magic power, constantly rolling towards the surroundings under the majestic impact, and the petals of the essence suddenly rose up, like a blooming lotus platform.

In the shadows of the flowers that obscured the sky, the earth trembled, and the air wailed.

Visible and intangible, they have become captives of love, as if they were alive, obeying the will of the goddess, constantly oppressing Roland who is still standing in place.

He was oblivious to his surroundings and even laughed.

The smile was full of contempt, as if it had heard something funny.

"You said something quite taboo, I'll wait...... But before that, you better deal with the trouble in front of you. ”

When the flowers were about to bloom, the view of the heavenly Gamana also stopped, and then it continued to fall.

"Bang ——!"

With a loud pop, Gamo's figure fell straight into the ground, smashing a crack dozens of meters in front of Roland.

Kamana's immature and beautiful face was also stained with the scarlet color that overflowed from his lips.

The Flower Magic Array, which she maintained with all her might, seemed to freeze the world, and also shattered.

As if they had been disintegrated, they let out a terrible, high-pitched scream in the solidified wind pressure, and the aetheric magic enveloped in them flew towards the depths of the heavenly vault, sweeping away all dust.

What happened?

Gamo looked at Roland who didn't make any movement blankly, and he didn't understand what the situation was.

She didn't feel any attack just now, but the aether around her, bound by her power, collapsed on its own, as if a painter more skilled than her was scribbling on the canvas of the sky.

But she is the god who presides over the principles of love, and who has more authority in this regard than her?

But the next moment, she knew the answer.

The girl gently stroked Gamo's head with her white and illusory jade fingers, as if she were caressing her own dog.

"You can't do this, you can't steal a cat without Aige's permission, but you have to swallow a thousand needles."

The girl gently combed Gamor's hair, and the puffed cheeks were cute and adorable to the gods, but in such an intimate action, Gamor's body shook unconsciously, not because of anger, nor because of cold.

It's out of fear.

It's already unfortunate to get along with such an existence, and what's worse is that the other party's heart is harboring a deep killing intent for the god of love.

If it weren't for the fear of angering that man, Gamma had no doubt that he would be completely erased in the next moment, even more completely than when he faced Shiva's eyes in the first place.

Fortunately, the savior of this world is never late.

"Love songs."

Roland looked at the cute incarnation in front of him, which could only be described as fairies and flowers, the innocent and innocent girl, and softly pronounced the other party's name.

It was easy to complete the spatial transfer that could only be achieved by the spell, and the girl who was full of light and her soul was so dazzling that Gamo was afraid of her, and only the miracle of being born in the name of the song of the sand stripes was born.

"I don't mind if I want to be angry, but don't really kill her."

“…… I know, so for the sake of eternity in the future, Aige will endure for a while. ”

At the same time as Roland spoke, the gloomy murderous intent that had been suppressed in the gaze of Sand Aige staring at Gamo suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Although he really wanted to make the stealing cat in front of him into a toy for Roland, considering the value of the other party and the future he had been looking forward to for a long time, Sand Stripe Aige still raised his head and showed a beautiful smile towards Roland.

Unlike the bewitching beauty of Gamor, which makes people crazy, the beauty of the sand strip song is like the flowers blooming in the courtyard, which is a noble beauty that satisfies people's hearts like a spring breeze.

"However, maybe it's because of her treasure, Aige seems to be getting more and more excited now, if I don't give Aige a reward like last time, I may fall one step ahead of you."

"If you can fall, Gamor doesn't need to be a god of love, she should think about how to deal with the Ari Hundred and the knights, and by the way, deal with the big spider, and then rule the whole universe."

Although it was only after Gamma liberated the treasure and let everything around him sink into love, the sand strip love song with a radiant face and a lovesick atmosphere all over his body looked very suspicious.

Anyone who sees the girl with crimson cheeks will understand that the other party is deeply in love.

But Roland still ruthlessly exposed the girl's careful thoughts.

The purity of Sand Strip's love for him, the purity of his love, is based on the personality that is connected to the roots, and this feeling is not even controlled by Roland, it is the love heart of a girl.

Unless Roland personally used Gamor's Noble Phantasm, even if he was shot countless times by others, Sand Stripe Aige would only follow his instinct to crush these anomalies.

"Uh......h It's too much, and occasionally my mother wants to be spoiled. ”

With a blushing face, his eyes were flowing, and the sand strip Aige with a sparkling expression pouted cutely, he walked to Roland's side step by step, grabbed Roland's hand, but still stubbornly turned his head, like a girl in love making a child.

But that wonderful title still made the corners of Roland's mouth twitch.

However, he didn't refute, just put his hand on Aige's supple blonde hair.

Although he still wanted to continue sulking, as the ultimate love brain, it didn't take long for Sand Strip Aige's expression to quickly soften, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

But Gamor, who was forced to see this scene, did not empathize with the love of Sand Stripe Aige at all.

For her, taking away the love of others is the only manifestation of her own value, but no matter who the two people in front of her are, she is helpless.

So, Gamor was annoyed.

I was extremely disgusted with the feeling of being despised and I was not reconciled to my own powerlessness.

In order not to allow herself to continue to maintain this declining posture, she struggled to her feet and bent her bow again.

"I've had enough! One or two of them! Treat the Holy Grail War as a child's play, and this is not your playground, but just a little cheaper than me, and all of them will be destroyed! ”

"Oh, it's really complicated for you to say that by being born as a god of love."

Roland raised his eyebrows, "Since you are so unwilling, then I will give you another chance, the executor responsible for activating the Holy Grail is not me, nor Aige, but my servant, if you can win him, what if you let you go?" ”

"Your servant?"

Gamor's mind moved, and he silently calculated in his heart.

Subtracting from the classes and Immortals that have already appeared, plus the key requirement of being responsible for activating the Holy Grail system, there is only one class that is eligible.

"Just Caster wants to beat me? With the spirit base of the servant? ”

She let out a questioning question.

Roland didn't answer Gamor's question, just looked at her with a smile.

Seeing this, Gamor's heart also quickly calculated.

As a goddess of flesh, she has surpassed the specifications of the servant, even if the servant itself is strong, but only using the spirit base of the servant to beat her now, it is also a very abnormal thing.

That's right, the advantage is mine.

Gamor gritted his teeth and spoke towards Roland.

"You're not going back on your promise, are you?"

"The premise of repentance is that you have to win, but it seems that you are very interested, so I will make you agree."

Roland snapped his fingers lightly.

Then, an overwhelming magic surged like an ocean.

Above this sea area, the wind pressure is as solid as solid, and the sea water is constantly rising, but it is pressed into solid ground.

"What is this?"

Feeling that the surrounding aura was out of her control, and even the leylines that had sunk in her treasure had returned to order, Kamor's heart couldn't help but sink.

Only power can fight against power.

In other words, Roland's caster may also be a degraded god with miracles beyond magic.

If that's the case, then it's troublesome.

Gammour looked up and stared behind Roland.

Rhythmic footsteps stepped out of the shadows.

The scattered burning sparks illuminated the figure with a small glimmer of light.

The man with a luxurious robe, brown skin, long white hair casually tied into a ponytail hanging down his chest, ten fingers with mysterious rings, and no decoration belonging to the king, but with a kingly aura that could not be ignored, walked in front of Gamor.

He looked at Gamo calmly, as if he had penetrated the true form of his soul covered by the black mud of chaos, and without waiting for Gamma to ask, he spoke softly, revealing his true name in a dignified manner.

"I am the King of Magic, Solomon, and I have come to fight against you at the command of the Master, God Gamor."

(End of chapter)