In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

This monster is so powerful that it freezes the soul just by looking at it. How can there be a chance to watch it up close on weekdays?And now, there is actually one in the middle of the Colosseum!At the same time as the fear, it also aroused the sense of tyranny in my heart!

A monster capable of killing hundreds of troops was watched by the crowd, and the weak inferiority complex immediately turned into a 'heroic', as if he himself had become a strong man!

At this time, Nero had already set foot on the Colosseum, and he didn't use the treasure, just holding the alloy spear casually.

She saluted the audience in all directions with an actor's temperament, and only hooked Chimera when the cheers rose to a higher level.

"Come on, use your blood to achieve Yu's magnificent performance!"

Roar! !

The deeply demonized Chimera's IQ is close to that of ordinary people, and he rushed forward the moment the chain was untied!The magic power has quietly accumulated to the limit, making it as fast as teleportation!

Claw!The right paw that was thrown out directly blasted a ten-meter-long imprint on the ground. Seeing the high-strength cement being torn apart like foam, a burst of exclamation echoed in the stands.

The descriptions in the textbooks are never as real as the scene, and the public are secretly dumbfounded. Such a strong attack may even tear up the main battle tank!The feeling of heart-pounding has not yet subsided, following the screams, the flame-like and gorgeous girl has appeared beside Chimera, and the spear that was burnt red by the magic power pierced into the opponent's flesh!

"Long live!"

The scorching blood was rushing, and the adrenaline-secreting audience roared wildly, their veins bulging, and they were obviously intoxicated in the killing.

Because the dynamic vision of ordinary human beings can't capture the heroic spirits at high speed, Nero didn't use speed and magic power to crush them, but instead used skills to slowly 'play' with the monsters.

Her footsteps were calm, and she circled the Chimera with a skill-like movement. The spear in her hand stabbed out from time to time, and the blood spurted out while making the atmosphere more and more hot. The golden-haired, red-clothed, His Majesty the Emperor was like a flower. Blooming roses, together with rose petals emerging from who knows where, together constitute a gorgeous picture.

I don’t know how many painters want to keep this moment as an eternal classic. The comparison between the powerful emperor and the ridiculous and humble monster makes people’s blood spurt, the applause is endless, and the red blood has already stained most of the ground.

"Hey, what the hell is this Nero doing? You can kill the monster with just a few shots!" The ordinary audience was excited, but experts like Mordred dismissed it.

"Mordred, you don't understand, this is just a performance." Rosen was very calm, just like a Spanish matador, he often had to wait until the climax to end the life of his prey.

"It's a waste of time, it's really stupid." Mordred cursed, took out a game console from his pocket, and lay down on the sofa without any image to play.

Rosen has long been used to the straightforward brats, so he doesn't care, he just feels relieved.

Nero's IQ is indeed very high. Using a performance to win the support of the common people, ordinary humans don't understand anything, they just need to think that His Majesty the Emperor is invincible.

There is nothing interesting about this level of battle. Rosen quickly moved his gaze up and placed it in the box on the highest floor.

The people sitting here are all dignitaries. Aside from the big-eared business leaders, Rosen quickly noticed three people.

One was Emiya Kiritsugu. Not only did this incomparable man survive, but he even sat in the box enjoying the show. Sensing Rosen's gaze, the other party nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

If Medea hadn't teleported him out then, the shredded Baba would still be a corpse now.

Rosen smiled. For this kind of 'dramatic characters', he always saves them if he can, but only focuses on the other two.

One is a knight with long brown hair and wearing bright armor, while the other is tall, holding a big wine glass and drinking non-stop, which belongs to the domineering of a king——

Oncoming!

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The chestnut-haired man had a righteous face, no matter what angle he looked at, he was a resolute and resolute knight. He was extremely vigilant, and when he noticed the gaze, he immediately looked over.

Rosen's name has already spread in Europa. He defeated Assassin, bloody battle against fallen heroes, and his record is impressive. In addition, the relationship with the Roman emperor was rumored to be abnormally good. The knight raised his glass to salute.

"It turned out to be a paladin of the Crusades." Rosen also recognized the other party's identity, and had no ill feeling towards this mocking heroic spirit, so he nodded in greeting.

The power of Christianity in Europe is not as great as imagined. In addition to the fact that one vote of the country is occupied by heretics, it also has something to do with the fact that its own heroic spirit is too weak.

Prayers must be answered. When countless people prayed to the Lord at the end of the old age, but were finally saved by a group of heretics, human faith was no longer firm.

The wavering of faith will affect strength, and strength determines everything, so Rosen killed a group of god stick churches and did not pursue it. If it were to change to the Middle Ages, people from the Inquisition would have come to make trouble.

'For the time being, let this group of magic sticks do small tricks. '

Rosen lowered his eyes and cast his gaze to another box, where the strong man sitting inside attracted his attention even more.

Conqueror King Iskandar!

The domineering king looked over the moment his eyes met, grinned and showed his white teeth, and raised the wine glass in his hand to toast with Rosen.

Extremely heroic, the King of Conquerors drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp, while Rosen was very shameless and just took a sip.With more and more heroic spirits in his hands, Rosen is also very casual when facing these kings, maintaining respect on the surface, but forget it if he wants to change his living habits for them.

It's rare to see such a half-heroic spirit who doesn't give himself face. Iskandar was slightly taken aback, and then laughed loudly. Instead of being angry, he showed incomparable pride:

Such a hero, what a waste in Rome!

"Sure enough, he is the King of Conquerors. It looks like he will be a difficult opponent." Rosen raised his eyebrows, just as the strong cheers erupting from the venue attracted his attention.

The cheers were far higher than before. It turned out that the Chimera, which had run out of mana, finally lay down. It had exhausted its mana in order to 'cooperate' with its performance, and its blood was all over the ground, panting non-stop.

The Roman emperor, as gorgeous as a rose, is standing next to the monster, with golden boots stepping on the Chimera's head, the towering twin|peaks gradually 'inflate', roaring like thunder:

"The rest of the people! Kill, or let go?"

"Kill kill kill!!!"

The emotions of the audience have been mobilized to the extreme. They roared and pointed their thumbs down, looking like a group of evil spirits.

This is the tradition of Rome, the loser can have the right to be let go, but the Romans who have been ravaged by monsters are not ready to give Chimera this kind of power, and the invaders who destroy their homes will not be forgiven!

"Did you hear it? This is the voice of the Romans." Nero lowered his head, saw the fear in Chimera's eyes, raised his spear slowly, and then——

Penetrate the head mercilessly!