I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Chapter 365 Co-owner of Great Britain

There is also the skill [Co-Lord of Great Britain].

The effect of this skill is that Artoria has an extra bonus within the territory of Britain, similar to the so-called "famous correction". For this reason, she also went to countries outside of Great Britain to test it.

What's more, she can turn her own power into spiritual power in the British land.

[King of the End (False)] This skill can only steal, not return.

In the previous battle, the reason why Artoria was able to easily defeat Nuada and St. George was because she absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from the ground under her feet to strengthen herself.

After the battle, Artoria returned the stolen spiritual power to the land, which made her current power much weaker than before.

It feels like these two skills correspond to the Hero God and Dragon Snake of [Steel] respectively.

Then... Although her strength had weakened after returning her spiritual power, Artoria found that her strength had increased a bit after killing Saint George and Nuada.

Now, even if she returns all the spiritual power she gained from the land and then fights outside Britain, her power will not be inferior to that of ordinary Godslayers.

Oh, by the way, although Arturia defeated Saint George, the man possessed by Saint George was still alive and breathing.

A random healing spell saved the man whose name she didn't even know from danger, and Arturia threw him away casually.

Arturia also saw that he was a man of great luck, possessed by the gods, and still managed to survive the battle with the gods. He would not die even if he was left on the roadside casually.

Arturia doesn't have much time to take care of an ordinary person, so being able to treat him is already the most benevolent thing.

As for what to do next... Artoria didn't have much idea.

According to the previous steps, she should first find out which world she was currently in. However, this time when she met the two disobedient gods, she already knew which world it was.

The current Artoria is located in the middle of the West End of Windsor Castle, England.

A Gothic vertical building stands here.

This is St. George's Church, which is said to have been built in the 15th century. It was a very popular building at the time. Since the 18th century, all British monarchs have been buried here after their deaths. In addition, there are also many tombs of queens, princes and other royal members. Here it is.

There is more than just St. George's Church, there are also churches in Doncaster, England, Penang, Malaysia, and other places.

Looking at the majestic building in front of her, Artoria suddenly felt the urge to destroy it.

"The alien faith has developed and become widespread in this land... Such a weak country should just be destroyed."

That's right, Artoria not only wants to destroy the building in front of her, she also wants to destroy the entire country.

Artoria hated the existence of weakness the most. Physical weakness was fine, but inner and mental weakness was simply unbearable to look at.

King Dai Mao sacrificed everything he had to protect this country, while King Dai Mao was eroded by the curse of the Holy Grail and belonged to the ruthless side of the King of Knights.

Strictly speaking, even after turning black, Artoria still cares about this country, so what she really wants to do is not to destroy the country, but to kill the weak people who dissatisfied her and bring down the country. stand.

He didn't care at all how cruel his actions were.

Fortunately, she is not the real Altria Alter, and being a part of [Wind Phoenix Feather] stopped this idea.

"I feel like I'm even more violent than the real Heidi... Could it be that there is also the influence of the God of Disobedience?"

As a defaulter who abandoned the myth and came to the world, the God of Disobedience will show the opposite side to the legend.

The warriors who protect the country will turn into bloodthirsty and violent beasts.

The brave man who saves the world will become the devil who destroys the world.

I should be considered a god of disobedience now... Really, in the fan fiction I have read, the protagonists all came here to become God-killers. After all, God-killers are the protagonists of this world.

Just being so unique...

With her thoughts at this point, Arturia once again felt a sense of devastation in her heart, and then was suppressed by it again.

Although she was only halfway through the church, Arturia had no intention of staying any longer.

There was nothing to see, and with so many people around, Arturia was afraid that she would accidentally kill them all.

Now she is a god of disobedience. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as she lets out a little breath, she can level the streets nearby.

'What should I do next...'

Turning around, Artoria prepared to leave.

The ink-black skirt floated slightly as Arturia turned around, and the white patterns embroidered on the edge of the skirt looked like clouds floating slowly in the sky.

Because she thought the armor was too much of a hindrance, she replaced the heavy dark black armor with a light black dress that was light and fluttery, with snow-white patterns embroidered on the edges of the sleeves and skirt corners.

Suddenly, she stopped and looked in one direction as if feeling something.

If an ordinary person followed her gaze, they would only see the foggy sky.

Only Arturia knew that she had fought two disobedient gods in that direction.

And now, there are a few more visitors on the battlefield.

"The protagonists of this world, God Slayers?"

Perhaps because of her identity as the Last King (fake), she can sense the location of all the God Slayers in this world, as if urging her to kill all of them.

"Are there four... five God Slayers that have appeared? One of them... doesn't seem to be on this timeline?"

Altria tilted her head in confusion.

Crossing the timeline? Which God Slayer is this? Does he even have this kind of power?

Having read fan fiction, she doesn't know a few God Slayers at all. There are only the male protagonist who appears the most, the Sword King, the Wolf King, and the Martial Arts King, and at most a Black Prince.

She doesn't know the others.

"Huh? Did the God Slayers who rushed to the battlefield actually fight? Well... I'm not surprised."

Seeing this, Altria lost interest in those guys.

"They are just guys of this level."

Compared to those God Slayers, Altria now has more important things to do.

Taking firm steps, the expression on her face was more serious than ever before.

Altria began to look for a hamburger shop nearby.

"I am neither a knight nor a king now, so the people at the round table can't control me at all. I can feel it! The huge hamburger is calling me!"

Chapter 366 Wolf King

The sky was dark, and there was no sunlight.

It was not because it was night time. From the clock, it could be seen that the current time was more than three o'clock, just after the hottest time of the day.

The sky was gray because there were heavy dark clouds, covering all the sky within sight.

The heavy dark clouds continued to sink as time passed, as if a storm was about to come.

In the hall, a group of people were kneeling on the ground, and their faces turned pale with panic.

Ji There was a huge table here. It seemed that these people should have been in a meeting before, but because of a sudden change, they became what they are now.

This is a large magic society, and those who can hold meetings here are naturally the highest-ranking people in the society. They are probably well-known figures even in the magic world.

However, they are so humble in front of the figure at the door.

It was a man in armor with a stubble on his chin.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the man was dead.

Perhaps his body, which had become strong due to long-term exercise in his life, was now skinny, and the death aura that was so strong that it had condensed into substance lingered around him.

This is an undead.

Moreover, it is an undead of the level of a great knight.

In this world, unless the killer of gods becomes a godslayer, otherwise, the great knight is already the limit that humans can reach.

There are also several great knight-level figures in this society, who are now among the group of people kneeling on the ground.

If it was just a great knight-level undead, it would not be worth their fear.

What really frightened them was the owner of this undead.

The oldest and most vicious godslayer.

In this oppressive atmosphere, no one dared to breathe.

Even though they were suffocated and their brains were close to fainting due to lack of oxygen, they did not dare to move or speak first.

It was in this atmosphere that the undead finally opened his mouth.

"How is the thing I asked you to do...?"

The undead made a harsh noise like scratching a blackboard, but what made them more panicked was the content of the words.

"This... about investigating the identities of the two gods in the last myth war..."

"Not this."

The sudden interruption made the heart of the person who had just spoken beat violently... He thought he was going to be killed.

"I'm talking about... asking you to collect talented priestesses and summon the disobedient gods."

"!!!"

The leader was shocked in his heart.

'Why did the adults suddenly not care about the disobedient gods that appeared before? And they also want to summon new disobedient gods? '

Such questions lingered in his mind, but he did not dare to ask.

He was not qualified to answer questions with questions. He had to answer whatever the other party asked.

"That... because we needed to investigate the two disobedient gods who suddenly appeared, we transferred some people there, so... the number of priestesses was not enough."

He buried his head even lower.

Without getting a response from the other party, the leader felt cold all over, as if he saw a fierce wolf standing in front of him, with its mouth wide open, and would bite his head off the next moment.

"But! We have already determined the candidates for the priestesses, and we will bring them to you soon!"

The hall fell silent again.

Every second, the fear deepened.

If you anger the godslayer, death is mercy.

The most terrifying thing is that you will never be reborn like the undead in front of you. Even if your body decays, your soul will suffer endless slavery and torture.

It was not until the undead spoke that the torment was relieved.

"Then I am waiting for your good news."

Under the feet of the undead, a cold purple-black death fog suddenly emerged, wrapping the undead inside.

When the fog dissipated, the undead disappeared.

Outside the window, sunlight gradually penetrated the deep black clouds, making the atmosphere less depressing.

The people kneeling on the ground felt relieved and felt extremely fortunate that they survived again.

Of course, they did not take it lightly and began to find witches who met the requirements all over the world as quickly as possible.

These witches would probably suffer heavy casualties after successfully summoning the God of Disobedience. It would be lucky if a quarter of them survived.

Although these witches with excellent talents basically belonged to various associations or national forces, the one who wanted these witches was the most evil God Killer, and they did not have the courage to refuse.

At the same time.

In a dense jungle, a man sat on the ground.

He wore a well-dressed suit inside, a long windbreaker outside, and white gloves, just like a gentleman, but his eyes were filled with wild and fierce light that was completely opposite to his clothes, and his gray hair was combed back.

Beside him, there was a gray wolf that was bigger than a horse, and he placed his hand on the wolf's head, stroking its fur.

This old man was the oldest and most evil God-killer.

Sasha Dejansdal Vauban.

Also known as the Marquis of Vauban.

From his birth to now, nearly three hundred years ago, he had killed double-digit disobedient gods, and no one knew how much power he had gained.