In This Way, I Became the Chat Group Owner

Someone has the ability to reverse time.

Directly by reversing time, cure incurable diseases, if this ability can be copied in a targeted manner...

There is no doubt that it will be the luck of the entire Sarkaz family.

If the retrospective time of this ability can continue to be delayed, whether it can bring people back to life.

If you keep pushing back...

In the eyes of the demon girl who pursued the princess three years ago and fought with the Swordsman Tower in Kazdel, there was a flash of longing.

Even if that line may be too small, it is still hope.

Next, I have to take this guy away.

With this thought in mind, w colored her subordinates, and her subordinates would move in the direction of Mephisto and even Faust.

The mercenaries were originally war dingoes who were ignorant of their own interests.

The possibility that Irena is showing now is enough to make them betray the unity movement.

"Irena-chan, since you have given up resistance, then stay by my sister's side."

Like a real confidant big sister, the mercenary girl opened her arms to the witch from another world.

Then--

"Hey, digging the walls in front of me, is it really okay?"

As if seeing something very troublesome, the voice belonging to the teenager sounded without warning, and the girl who was in the previous stage couldn't help but stop.

Is it an illusion?

I always felt that such a voice had been heard somewhere, but the expression of the mercenary lady, who seemed to be different from the voice she had often heard in the past, suddenly became solemn.

She raised her head and looked at the source of the sound.

Following the direction of the voice, the well-dressed boy entered her eyes.

Black hair, black pupils, and prominent canine teeth when he smiles, making it easy to recall a certain branch of the Sarkaz clan.

like! !

W's pupils contracted rapidly.

In an instant, the figure of the young man in front of him directly overlapped with a certain figure in his memory in W's eyes. ,

Imagining a certain possibility, the war wild dog, who was still signaling his subordinates to rob people just now, quietly gestured to his subordinates to stop for the time being.

"Sorry, because this guy suddenly said that he wants to confirm some things with me next, it took a little time."

When it was supposed to return to Irena, someone who was preparing to jump around the world didn't care about the circle to the left and the circle to the right, the siege members who were at least enough to form twenty loaves of bread, turned back casually and faced himself. The number one dog-legged man said.

To be honest, he was a little confused.

After all, he had absolutely no idea that Leidian Meiyi would suddenly jump in front of him, nervously asking to follow him as if he had an outbreak of a middle-aged illness.

"Oh oh."

Miss Irena wanted to remind that there were at least ten Origin Stone bows and crossbows facing Su Han's head in the distance, but after thinking of someone's frenzied fighting power, the only sound left was oh oh oh.

"Okay, then, let's find a place to rest first."

The boy who didn't even regard the people of the integration movement surrounded by him as an enemy, not even a mosquito, stretched his waist.

Beating Takamiya Mio violently, negotiating material funding with Otto, and asking Tohsaka Rinsuke if he would mind fighting a Holy Grail War by himself, these things affected his energy a bit.

Now, he doesn't really want to find the old sao snake for the time being, he just wants to find a suitable rest for a while.

That kind of speech made Irena-san's heart skip a beat.

Hey Hey hey.

Boss, what is your state of mind!

Now we are surrounded by sigh, even if you are very strong, you can't be so rambunctious! !

"What the **** do you want to do, bastard?"

Almost as soon as Su Han invited Irena to find a place to rest first, the white-haired boy who was guarded by the herd flashed a gloomy look that seemed to materialize.

No doubt, that arrogant attitude completely irritated him.

"You have to know that everyone needs to pay for their words and deeds-"

"Is surrender an option?"

It was like the mountains and rivers suddenly transformed into the Mixue Ice City, the sudden words interrupted Mephistopheles' train of thought.

"you--"

Mephistopheles, who was interrupted for a while, drank, and then was interrupted again.

"Okay okay. I know it's bad behavior to interrupt someone, and I apologize."

After saying this, the young man clapped his hands like no one else was around.

It was like the Tom cat-like boy who jumped into the Terminator set and apologized insincerely, and that gesture made Mephisto's anger even stronger.

He waved his hand, signaling the herd to prepare to march.

but--

For some reason, the inexplicable music suddenly sounded, making the herds who used to obey him stop.

what happened?

Biting chills rose in Mephisto's heart.

"Speaking of which, you also know that everything has a price, right?"

The young man looked at the young man who dominated the herd and smiled, with a shallow smile.

"Now that you know it, it will be easy to do next."

"Do you know what the price will be for my subordinates to raise their swords at me?"

Chapter 7 Miss W, why are you helping me?

White soot dispersed in the air.

As if acted upon by some kind of catalyst, horrific mutations occurred in the collective known as the herd.

That is Mephisto's Originium Art.

By activating the source stone, the infected person's body is strengthened, and the soldiers' rationality is taken away, making them a beast that is not afraid of death.

Therefore, Mephistopheles can easily give a group of refugees and rogues the strength to fight against the regular army of Sarkaz.

It is precisely because of this terrifying Originium Skill that created his current status.

Mephistopheles trusted her own abilities, just as she trusted her best friend Faust and "Sister Tallulah".

but--

At this moment, the power that made countless people in the integration movement fear, really failed directly.

Why is this happening.

Mephisto's brain was in chaos.

Beside him, the guards who used to charge forward like pawns on a chessboard with just a single command just stood there stiffly, motionless.

Has your own Originium Skill failed?

No, not right.

Mephistopheles could clearly see that the bodies of his guards had been penetrated by the Originium.

That is the result of the activation of Originium in the infected person's body.

Your ability has already taken effect.

An extremely terrifying possibility flashed through Mephisto's mind.

Like the eternal ice, the extreme gloomy cold seemed to infiltrate outward from the bone marrow, causing his body to tremble instinctively.

Well, there is only one possibility.

A more powerful Originium Art, overriding their own Originium Art, and then ordering them to refrain from moving.

Someone took his pawn.

And now, self-help is in the middle of a group of chess pieces! !

Now his situation is simply fish on the knife! !

"First of all, I'm not the guy who will let the disciples stretch out the right cheeks and be beaten after being slapped on the left side of the face."

"Since you let someone wave a knife at me, then it's reasonable for me to let someone wave a knife at you."

The boy smiled, then blocked Irena's eyes with one hand, and the **** and thumb of the other hand were gradually approaching.

"Snapped--"

With a light sound, the eyes of the herds that once belonged to Mephistopheles appeared terrifying, red like a bloodthirsty beast!

Destroyer singer.

The angel corresponding to the voice spirit has four abilities.

March - Able to make the designated audience gain a powerful force.

Solo - Take control of the listener's mind and control them through music.

Rondo - Create powerful sound waves through music, causing powerful physical damage to enemies.

Requiem, uh, this super-tugging skill doesn't make the moldy octopus head stop forever, it's for pain relief.

There is no doubt that a broken army singer with the above abilities is a very good auxiliary weapon in group fights or even more tragic wars.

Su Han doesn't have the right to use it, but he has the angel of change from the Seven Sins of Jingye - the fake witch.

With that angel, it is not difficult to simulate the basic abilities of other elves.

"Faust, save me!!"

The white-haired boy surrounded by his former subordinates let out a shrill howl.

As if responding to his call, a purple lightning ripped through the air and pointed at Su Han's throat like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

It was an arrow shot by Faust.

Faust, a dutiful commander, a close friend of Mephistopheles, and the best sniper in the movement.

After his friend's guards were all under control, it was obviously impossible to go directly to save him, and the time passed was enough for Mephisto to be beaten to pieces by the violent hosts.

The only way to save Mephistopheles now is to quickly get rid of Su Han, who stole the dominance of the herds.

Yes.

The only way to protect Enoch is to let Enoch regain the right to use the herd once again.

With this thought in mind, he pressed the trigger again, and the target was still the enemy's chest.

Just like his race "Phadia (snake, it is taciturn, but has a deadly edge.

W, who was far away, looked at the scene and his expression suddenly changed.

She roughly understood why the young man who looked very similar to one of her old friends could be so arrogant.

After all, the ability to directly and forcibly take over the ability of other people's subordinates is a bit too supermodel. As long as he enters the scope of his ability, anyone will become a puppet who is bound by invisible threads and manipulated! !

However, such ability holders are obviously more suitable to appear at noble dinners and political meetings, rather than frontline battlefields.

because--

There are snipers on the battlefield! !

At the moment when the purple flashed in the distance, the expression of W, who had already made his subordinates close to the two rectification movement cadres, suddenly became cold.

In the past, there was a civil war in Kazdel.

The crown prince of Kazdel, the king of Kazdel's rightful name, After the death of the late King Theresia, the throne was usurped by his brother, the regent, Tracys.

After that, the Regent's side continued to grow and kill, and Theresia and her followers had to plan to escape from Kazdel.