In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Don't worry, everything is planned." Rosen flicked the cigarette butt, he just heard Mordred's call.

Morgan's cards were finally revealed, just like a chess game, now it's his turn.

"Hey, Your Excellency Dirumdo, do you want to see meteors?" Rosen asked casually with a slight smile.

DiLumuduo turned his head, his eyes seemed to be looking at a lunatic.

The preface is withdrawn, this half-heroic spirit is not worthy of admiration at all, and he was driven crazy by the heavy pressure!

However, Rosen kept a smile, and regardless of the heroic spirits he took out from the three Noble Phantasms, his spiritual power surpassed the heroes who were connected hundreds of kilometers away by time and space.

"Arash, are you ready?"

On the war-torn northern front, the black-haired young man who kept shooting was stunned for a moment, and then answered:

"Master, are you calling me to London?"

Now that the monsters have been contained, a purple-haired knight holding a holy sword is hacking the monsters to death in groups. The heroic spirit in command did not even hold a sword and was instantly killed on the spot.

As Rosen expected, Lancelot was unparalleled in mowing the grass on the battlefield, and no matter what level of monsters, there was no difference in front of him.

"No, the distance is too far." Rosen's voice was indifferent. The limit distance of a Command Spell summoning was [-] kilometers, but what else did he have besides the Command Spell?

Of course a sincere conscience!

Arash reacted instantly, his right hand holding the bow dropped, and he said solemnly: "Do you want to use the trump card? Master, please think about it, this trump card can only be used once."

His Noble Phantasm is amazing, but his body will also be destroyed after one time.

After a few seconds of silence, as if suffering from the torment of conscience, the indifferent voice sounded again:

"I have already thought about it, and now I have to use your Noble Phantasm."

"The Noble Phantasm that can create national boundaries and restore peace to the world—[Meteor One]!"

PS: The first one is more offered!

Chapter 67 Stella！！

As the prototype of the 'archer' in English, the great hero who ended the war between the two countries, Arash has been hailed for thousands of years. Even in modern times, the people of the Middle East will hold festivals for him.

Its Noble Phantasm is enough to open up mountains, cut off rivers, and even divide the borders of two countries. In terms of attack range alone, it has transcended the category of 'Anti-city Noble Phantasm'.

But such a powerful Noble Phantasm can only be used once. After using it, Arash's powerful body will also be torn apart, which can be called an ace that can only be used once.

Even so, Rosen made up his mind.

Arash laughed boldly, as if this body existed for this moment, there was no fear of death, no attachment to life, he just laughed and replied:

"That's good! I trust your judgment, Master, just use my power!"

......

What a heroic spirit, it is a torment to the conscience of the master. Rosen, who was standing on the roof, changed his face one after another, and said with a wry smile:

"Actually...it's not as exaggerated as you think."

The big hero has just come to the world, and Rosen's conscience hasn't been broken enough to blow it up immediately.

"Well? Could there be any way for the Master to avoid fate?" Arash was stunned, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He wasn't a lunatic, so it would be best if he didn't blow himself up.

"It's not a complete avoidance. There is only an [-]% chance that you will be spared. Even so, Arash, you will pay the price."

The long card-drawing trip made Rosen save some unorthodox dresses, which he rarely used.

However, he recalled the last battle with Hyde. Since he can do it as an African, it will not be worse if he is an Asian hero.

"Eighty percent chance? Enough! Life is a gamble, isn't it?" Arash smiled, not worried about the remaining [-] percent.

Rosen did not mention the pain of his body being disintegrated, or for this great hero, the severe pain of dismembering a corpse was already the lightest price.

He stood at the top of the Ministry of Defense building, looked at the monsters slowly approaching the Thames, took a deep breath, and showed a hideous face:

"Then, let's gamble together! Noble Phantasm liberation—when all things become one!"

Strong magic power rose from Rosen's body, and Dirumdo, who had already reached the entrance of the stairs, turned around abruptly. He didn't understand what this half-heroic spirit wanted to do, and he was wasting magic power at such a distance.

"The monster is still dozens of kilometers away, even if it is an anti-military Noble Phantasm, it cannot be touched." The handsome warrior reminded.

"Lord Dirumuda, can you do me a favor? Issue a warning to Bedivere and ask all British troops to leave the port area and stay as high as possible." Rosen said seriously, the magic power on his body was slowly enhanced.

Although he didn't use all his strength, but with magic power alone, Rosen has surpassed the man with two brushes now.

"Are you crazy? How many monsters can you kill even if you hit?"

"Not much, I just want to destroy them all! Go!"

Rosen, who was in a state of self-abuse, had a bad temper, and was already yelling at the end.

DiLumuduo wouldn't be afraid of Rosen's anger, but seeing that his expression didn't look like a joke, he nodded silently and jumped directly from the roof.

Extreme decisiveness can save a lot of time and is an excellent teammate.

Rosen smiled gratified. When the magic was fixed, the dress that had been left in the corner began to shine.

Three identical cards appeared, depicting a middle-aged man whose identity was similar to that of Rosen, who had been the master of the bear children.

【Magic Dress - Necromancer】