Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 192 Love Is Explosion
After finishing the troublesome black-clothed woman with one blow, Lu Bu and Caligula finally let go of their attacks.Alexander also breathed a sigh of relief from the black horse's mane, thinking it would be difficult to deal with, isn't it also...

"Don't relax! That woman won't die so easily!"

The red-clothed shooter Emiya anxiously reminded everyone.

He has seen that woman's special resilience.

Sure enough, the body that was beaten into pieces in the air was cut into pieces, no blood flowed out at all, and the pitch-black flame gushed out like a liquid, and then burned the fragments of the body, the black flame burned the torso, not far away, The pitch-black flames gathered together, reconstructing Catherine's appearance.

The joyful margin on his face has receded.

Catherine snorted coldly, exaggerated magic power gushed out from behind her, and the materialized black shadow surged. Just looking at the flow of magic power, it was several times stronger than Altria Alter, who was holding the Holy Grail in Fuyuki. An exaggerated situation like a volcanic eruption formed behind him, and the surging dark fire flowed in the space behind him, following her will, it spread in all directions.

As long as the black flame burns hot, even Emiya's inherent barrier will be burned, cracked, and destroyed.

The pitch-black flames condensed into cannonballs, and shot out ferociously along her white fingertips!

No one dared to confront it.Wherever the flames reach, the followers all retreat!
The pitch-black flame burns the inherent barrier, whether it is the sword on the ground or the gears in the sky, destroying everything that is not pleasing to the eye.

In this space, there are Roman soldiers and slave soldiers.Where can they escape?

When everyone saw this scene, they were terrified and unable to act.

Caesar gritted his teeth, trying to judge the situation in his heart.

What he originally thought was that his leadership could increase the strength of the army. This is an arsenal with countless swords. The more soldiers there are, the more they can play the role of a weapon factory... But now, they are too weak and can only rely on numbers. Soldiers, if the situation is chaotic, it will undoubtedly be a very troublesome thing.

What should I say to incite them?

Caesar started to use his brain, his brows furrowed, but he had no better idea.

Backfired, this is the most appropriate sentence to describe his current situation.

The soldiers brought in were unable to act because of fear, even the slave soldiers, why did their own Roman guards look like this?
If you abandon them yourself, then don't even think about letting them attack again.

Really are……

However, when the pitch-black beam cannon was about to hit nearly ten thousand soldiers in the army...

"Ahahahahahaha!!"

The cyan figure who let out a heroic laugh rushed towards the pitch-black bombardment!
In the scene where everyone was retreating, he was the only one who rushed forward with a wild laugh. Instead of making a defensive posture, he opened his arms wide, as if to embrace the attack. His tall figure stopped the attack. attack.

Dramatic light changes.

That was the flame of disaster, the blow after highly condensed, easily burned most of the body of the future man - Spartacus -, the giant over two meters tall, now only two legs are connected With a thin body, a big hole was burned out in the entire chest cavity, and the two arms could only be regarded as connected to the body. Even the burnt black face, only the teeth were still white, revealing a strange feeling.

This man is here to protect everyone.

In the ancient Roman arena, why did Spartacus raise the flag of rebellion?With his strength, as a gladiator, he can easily rise to the top, and he might even be a sergeant in the future. Why should he resist?
The reason is simple, because there are still weak people being oppressed.

(Is this normal thinking?)
For Spartacus, this is a normal thing.

Because there are weak people who are still crying, then of course a strong person like myself has to stand up.What's the point of being strong if you can't save the weak and protect the weak?
Bear the weight of life for the weak, this is the strong!

To crush all oppressors and make the weak stop crying, this is the original intention of the gladiator Spartacus's rebellion.All living beings are equal. In this slavery Roman Empire, the thinking of Spartacus is simply outrageous.

People from poor backgrounds are mostly content with the status quo, or learn to endure, or become furious and wait for an opportunity to retaliate. Only Spartacus will treat everything equally, whether it is Romans or Roman slaves, either party becomes an oppressor. Just smash it.Equality meant that the Romans could not be treated differently.

Therefore, in the blow just now, he judged that the Roman soldiers were also weak, so he stood up and withstood Catherine's blow with his strong chest.

That blow, even though it was just a little bit of her hand, was no less powerful than the real name release of a B-rank Noble Phantasm. Being able to sway such exaggerated magic power at will shows how difficult Catherine is as an enemy.

"Yes, it's Spartacus..."

Among the crowd, the slave soldiers recognized the hero who blocked the fatal blow for everyone.

"Ah... ah ah ah..."

The Roman soldiers were too frightened to speak by the power of the blow.Everyone can see Spartacus' quality as a fighter, and now even he has been hit by this blow... What chance do I have of winning? !

Feelings of fear and uneasiness permeated these mortals.

(Too bad, in this situation, even I can't inspire everyone's fighting spirit.)
Caesar became a little anxious, and his eyes, which could not be opened, narrowed even more.

"Ahahahaha!"

The charred corpse was still laughing wildly, because the chest was broken, the voice was desolate, but it was very clear.

From the charred corpse, the muscles surged, and the blue flesh grew out of the cut, however, there was no [recovery], because these magic powers only grew back.

Randomly generated multiple limbs, like insects.

A huge body was randomly generated, bloated like a ball.

The head of the whole person was very small due to the swelling of the body, new eyes grew on the shoulders and abdomen, and a total of five eyes stared at Catherine.

He's... already a total monster.

"Ahahahaha! Love! My love will explode! Let me hug you! Oppressor ahhh!"

Making such a maddened sound, Spartacus rushed towards Catherine! !

(End of this chapter)