In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Why do you know!!" Neng, whose skin was slightly dull, suddenly raised his head, and the energy fire was filled with an emotion called 'fear'.

Those who pursue eternal life must fear death, this is the truth.

Rosen smiled and shrugged: "Guess."

"I am going to kill you!!"

After a moment of sluggishness, 'Neng' became frantic in fear, mustering up the last strength to charge forward.

Even if it is wiped out, I will drag this bastard to hell with me!The 'Neng' in the berserk state was faster, but it was a pity that it only hit the afterimage of Lawson. The man's shadow was all over the sky, which was the clone pulled out by high-speed movement.

The ghost is fighting him desperately!The lunatic's 'energy' wasted several seconds and lost a million energy before he calmed down a little, and his eyes immediately looked at the fighting Chaldean heroic spirit.

If I can't kill you, I'll take these ants!

Without even thinking about it, it rushed towards Heroic Spirit and the others, and the majestic energy unfolded, but after a second, the terrified face of Heroic Spirit in its eyes disappeared, and when he regained consciousness, there is no such thing as a long yellow sand.

The clear water and blue sky have already returned to the present world, and the bulging strength is like punching cotton. If it were a human body, it would have to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"You...have you even calculated this???" Only then did it understand why it had to fight in the inherent barrier. It turned out that this man had long been on guard against himself to fight to the death.

"Hmm." Rosen didn't deny it either, pointing to his feet with a malicious smile.

"It's painful to be bored in my heart. There are fishes down there, and you can kill them as you please."

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"ended?"

On the yellow sand battlefield, as the last heroic spirit of shadow was beheaded, the shouts of killing that resounded for a long time finally stopped.

Pulling out the sword from the Heroic Spirit's chest, watching the latter dissipate like smoke, Mordred wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling dazed and empty.

Hiss... a group of fakes can really fight, and the silhouette at the foot looks like the father?

He was thinking about some rebellious things when he was slapped heavily on the shoulder, and after turning his head, he saw that Hei Zhen was looking at him madly.

"what?"

"How many knights did you kill?"

"Eight, what's wrong." Mordred sheathed his sword, looked around and found that the enemy had been completely wiped out.

"I can kill ten of them!" Hei Zhen spread her palms.

"Hey, if it wasn't for that guy Rosen who let me release the treasure three times, do you think I could win?"

"My old lady has also released the treasure!"

"Tsk, your treasure is not very good, the lethality is directly proportional to the consumption."

"Looks like you want to try!?"

After years of being by Rosen's side, Mordred's flamboyance is not comparable to that of the "innocent girl" Hei Zhen. A few words made her furious.

"Okay, okay, compared to the number of enemies killed, self-inflicted casualties are more important."

With a heavy shoulder, it turned out that it was Arash who pulled the two away, and the young man comforted them with a gentle smile, without any fatigue from the battle.

The prestige of Big Brother Chaldea is still enough. The two troubled girls glanced at each other and turned their heads coldly, they didn't want to be taught by a big hero who didn't even have clothes.But when Arash left, nursery rhyme came over quietly.

"Senior Arash has dealt with thirty heads, nursery rhymes are counting by the side."

Uh......

"Tch! What a big deal!"

Mordred and Heizhen blushed at the same time, stamped their feet, and hurried away.

"Are there any casualties in Chaldea?"

Arash would not be as knowledgeable as a child. He returned to the main formation, and Yuzao was busy recovering the wounded.

The fox stood up panting. Although she was very tired, her face was always filled with a happy smile. As long as Rosen returned to her side, she would be fearless. She put away the mirror and replied:

"Lord Rosen's concept dress takes everyone's characteristics into consideration. Most of them are skin injuries. Jack has already helped me treat them. Astana-chan will be more troublesome. Maybe he needs to cultivate for a while. This child is too weak. .”

"As long as there is still breath, the Master can be saved."

"It's not that exaggerated, just take care of it." Yuzao smiled before turning her head and nodded to Iskandar who counted the casualties, "Your Majesty the Conqueror King, we can return to the present world."

None of the Chaldean heroic spirits were killed, but seventy to eighty percent of the legion serving as human shields were killed. Iskandar was bleeding from his heart, but then he became overwhelmed with pride.

Victory must be watered with blood, today's battle will be recorded in the annals of history forever, the dagger stretched forward——

"For victory!"

"victory!"

All kinds of knives, guns, swords and halberds were raised high, reflecting the cold light under the yellow sand, as magnificent as a forest. Seeing this scene, some passionate spirits of Chaldea also shouted together, their voices became more and more excited, and they shouted again. The sea of ​​sand slowly returns to formlessness.

The inherent barrier dissipated, and all the heroes returned to the present world.

Mordred narrowed his eyes, and there was no death fight as she had imagined. The sound of the tide was coming from the sea, mixed with the breeze, everything was so peaceful.

Not far away, the man whom he had missed for a long time was lowering his head in deep thought. Seeing his gaze sweeping over him, the brat froze for a while, and made a plan for this farewell——

Grinning expression.