In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

MMP, Bullets are also forbidden words!

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Almost at the same moment when Mordred slashed, in the Gobi desert of Algeria, Africa, two people and one wolf were trekking hard.

Ever since Kotomine Kirei was blown up, the huge explosion shocked Baili. Eric the Blood Axe was fighting Joan of Arc back and forth. After seeing the mushroom cloud in the west, he ran away and continued to write his own auspicious legend.

After Morgan the Demon Concubine and Attila the Civilization Destroyer, the Viking King's record has been added.

The group moved on for several more hours, and found a limestone cave to rest after sunset. It was not far from the coast, and they could vaguely smell the stench.

"Rest until midnight before leaving. If you're lucky, you'll find a boat in the fishing village ahead." Rosen leaned against the stone wall and said lightly. The tourist map in his hand had been discarded and replaced with a national map of Algeria.

"I suggest leaving immediately, your little tricks won't last long." Joan of Arc was eager to return, and kept her hand on the hilt of her sword, watching the werewolf with vigilant eyes.

"Don't worry about it for a while, recover your magic power as soon as possible. Rather than being sunk in the sea, I would rather fight monsters on land."

After Eric escaped, he already knew that the chance of absconding was zero. With Joan of Arc here, the Dragon Witch would definitely come in person.But he didn't panic, this was expected.

Joan of Arc also understood at this time, and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with her palm. She once wanted to settle grievances with another self, but unfortunately the time and place were wrong, and her strength was only [-]% of her heyday.

But she looked at the sleeping man calmly and indifferently, as if she could do anything with ease at any time, so she also relaxed, sat on the ground, and asked, "Do you have a battle plan?"

"Of course I do. I never do reckless things. When the time comes, take Wag well and don't let him die."

"It? Is this necessary?" Joan of Arc glanced at the werewolf cowering at the entrance of the cave. As a saint, she would not discriminate against it, but felt that adding a drag bottle on the way to escape would greatly increase the difficulty.

Along the way, Rosen has already questioned the werewolf, but Joan of Arc is just listening to it as a story, the origin and composition of monsters, are these things related to the survival of human beings?

"Needed."

Rosen's succinct words appear extremely arbitrary. No one knows the number of monsters. Human beings can't kill them all in a lifetime, and having the first surrender faction means there will be more. The destruction of any race comes from its own collapse.

But these things are still too far away, the first thing is to train wolves into dogs, he didn't elaborate, his eyes slightly opened.

"It's time, you wait for me here for an hour."

"Huh?" Joan, who was feeling a little upset, was puzzled, a white light flashed in front of her eyes, and the man disappeared from the cave as if by magic.

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Returning to the Sea of ​​Consciousness after half a month is always a bit nostalgic. It is under this green grass and blue sky that the three heroic spirits are lined up, and there are three steel armors behind them. This is the massacre assembled from all materials. weapon.

"Master, welcome back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness, have you recovered from your injuries?" Arash greeted him, and the footsteps of the burly EX hero were somewhat vain, like a human with kidney deficiency.

"The injury is still the same, but there has been a turning point." Rosen smiled, and then patted the opponent's shoulder, and his tone was very emotional, "It's been so hard for you to load the origin bomb for so many days."

There are five heroic spirits under him, and Arash has the most credit. Not only can he blew himself up as a savior, but he can also take on the task of charging treasure in normal times. Turned over.

"No, this is the most important job, even more important than fighting, Master, I enjoy it." Arash's face was full of awe, the concept dress can only be used by the heroic spirit who signed the contract, and the meaning of the origin bullet , he didn't even want to rest.

'Using the magic power to form ammunition through the concept dress, the larger the caliber, the greater the consumption. It would be great if there was the holy grail that everyone hates. '

Rosen shook his head and said seriously: "This is not your job alone. I will find someone to replace you when I go back."

He has already decided that any heroic spirit who makes a mistake in the future will roll back to the sea of ​​​​consciousness to fill the origin bomb, but this plan is still buried in his heart for the time being, and he walked to the front and stroked the cold armor.

"The three power armors were completed on time, and we are more confident."

"The other two are defective products~~ I don't have time to strengthen their defenses." Medea, who was standing aside and playing with her hair, reminded that she rarely wears a hood now, and put the beautiful face exposed squarely.

"Can you shoot?"

"Of course it's fine, but it's okay for fighting miscellaneous soldiers, but it's useless against Heroic Spirits. The characteristics of the Origin Bullet are almost exposed, and no fool will fall for it."

Rosen nodded. He knew that the main reason for his frequent success was that the monsters were too confident in releasing their magic power. If they really wanted to increase their speed, it would be difficult for ordinary people to hit them.In particular, the sprinting speed of the Heroic Spirit can exceed the speed of sound, and even aiming is an extravagant hope, let alone hitting.

"I won't use the power armor this time. They are used to attract fire." Rosen smiled and took his hands away from the armor.

"Master, with all due respect, there is no need to be concerned about honor at this time." Babbage rarely showed emotion, perhaps because he was reluctant to return to the Seat of Heroes. The machine body has undergone a sealed transformation, and at critical moments, it can dive into the water and use compressed air to escape, and the compressed air can be replenished with magic power, enough to submerge to the other side of the sea.”

submarine......

Rosen was a little surprised, this Babbage is too powerful, if he is really alone, he can escape anywhere along the coastline.After being in a daze for two seconds, he shook his head and refused.

"No, when a prodigal dog flees back to Europa in disgrace, I might as well be a great chief in Africa."

"And....I have other options."

Under the watchful eyes of the three heroic spirits, Rosen stepped forward and didn't stop until he got under the note.

After several times of abuse, the note has lost its light, and it is no different from ordinary white paper except that it is floating in the air. Rosen lit a cigarette and joked to the note:

"Hey, the ring has been appraised for a few days, you guys won't take it for yourself!"

After the words fell, if it was a god, it should be a lot of reasoning, and then refute Rosen's villain's words, but the one above the sky is so concise——

A burst of white light glowed, and two large black characters appeared on the note:

"fart!"

"It's really vulgar." Rosen was used to Gu Dazi's style, and he didn't bother to go around in circles, and asked directly: "I'll get you the King's Ring, and the reward should be paid."

"No problem." This time, Gu Dazi was quite cheerful, and two lines of words immediately appeared on the white paper:

1. Cancellation of debts; 2. Repair of physical injuries.

Talking about a dozen or so words, Luo Sen glanced at it and said with a little surprise, "You are so generous this time? Is the King's Ring so important?"