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"No... that makes sense. That man possesses the magical foundation of material transformation. Based on this foundation, the abilities of [Concretization of Fantasy] and [Noble Phantasm of Creation] are actually precisely modeled through his magic eyes. The remarks and calculations to achieve the ability to complete the finalization until it is concretized. It is entirely possible for his magic eyes to weave into a set of self-running repair programs in the body, in conjunction with the glory of the abused, the magic power obtained when attacking, Restoring immediately."

Jeanne thought to herself that the skill of material conversion and plundering is very similar to [Absorption], but she has never seen Weston use the magic power of material conversion to inhale into the human body, so she judges whether Weston is right. With the possibility of absorbing the power of the great source, he can only use it.

For example, the arrangement of a magic circle, and the dissipation of the embodied temporary treasures after use are all evidence.

But with the glory of the abused, he fully possesses the possibility of absorbing magic power inside. As long as he is not killed with one blow like Spartacus, it is really terrible!

Judging from the current results, even a treasure like the King of Executioners was not able to kill Weston with such a blow. He can completely replace the dead Spartacus, and even surpass his original strength. exist.

"Then he is already immortal, and at this moment he still has the ability to absorb a certain amount of magic power, which is comparable to invincible power, how enviable!"

"No, Caster, you don't need to feel jealous. After releasing the magic power absorbed by the execution king, he will return to the level of a normal human being! The glory of his victim must be subject to the original restrictions, that is, how much he can get and how much he can use , how much will be subtracted."

"Is that so?"

Jeanne: "..."

After being speechless for a while, Joan still nodded vigorously.

Because if it wasn't, then Weston would be the same as her, using the concept of a human body to act as a servant.

Obtaining skills directly from the killed Heroic Spirit... How bad is this.

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"I should go to that person's side and witness the result of his battle with Vlad III. Caster, I have to go first!" Joan of Arc thought of telling Avis Bronn about Weston's information, if If the opponent is allowed to rush one step ahead, then presumably the chances of Weston's defeat may be greatly increased, right?

She is neutral, which Avisblon has already admitted.Now there is no need to worry about Leticia's request, because her "Mr. Magician" has inherited the name of Spartacus [The Hero of Reversal].

Shocked, she explained Weston's skills other than the honor of the abused. When she came back to her senses, Joan discovered that this was really the key to affecting the battle situation.

"Goodbye!"

……

On the outskirts of Mirenia City.

What Joan of Arc guessed is currently happening in a completely opposite situation.

After overcoming Chiron's interception, Weston followed Vlad III's footsteps all the way, and finally at the moment when the city of Mirenia could already be seen on the arched terrain two kilometers away, he saw The back of Vlad III riding a war horse less than half a kilometer away.

"Huh? Are you here?" Vlad III's expression was not calm.Since Chiron's interception failed, no information has yet come in, so it's not wise to attack now.

There must be some reason for him to become stronger, and finding this point is the moment when the force field of the battle between the chaser and the chased is completely reversed.

"Piercing Lord!" The man-made troop stationed in the suburbs showed respectful eyes when they saw him coming.They looked back at the blood-red figure rushing over from behind Vlad III, and were slightly taken aback.

"Is it the enemy? Prepare to meet..."

"What kind of attack, my target is not you."

Moment!

The voice appeared in their ears so clearly, their expressions changed suddenly, and before they realized where the person was, they just felt a gust of wind blowing past their faces, a sword flickering coldly, and then a A blood-red figure appeared in the middle of them.

"Well……"

"Cough~!"

"Ah..."

They didn't even see the faces of the people who came, and they fell one by one like dominoes.Each of them had a shockingly huge wound on their body, and some of them were even cut in half.Even if there were occasional androids who reacted at that moment, they failed to make a successful move. Only the faint magic circuit fluorescent light on the arm flickered, and then completely dimmed.

"That's why I said it last time, return to the territory of Romania again. You are no longer my opponent!" Weston smiled lightly.Thinking back to the last time I came here as the cannon fodder of the "[-]-man army", the thrill of the artificial human army was encountered, and now it is a completely different situation.

The strength of the two sides is not above the same level, and such a result is a matter of course.

Vlad III's eyes sank, and he stopped the horse's movement: "Aren't you a little too arrogant?"

Even though Darnic thinks that these artificial humans are just cannon fodder for human sea tactics, in the eyes of Vlad III, they are also 'soldiers' of his own territory. Such a meaningless death is also a big deal for these pathetic artificial humans. is a humiliation.

He doesn't need to attack these artificial humans at all, because they pose no threat to him at all.But why, still want to kill these man-made humans?

【transplant】

Weston opened his scarlet magic eyes, and a magic circle of octagonal stars also rose in the space under his feet. Rune runes were filled and activated at the eight corners of the octagonal stars, covering all the artificial humans who died in battle.

In the next moment, the artificial human beings who had died in situ were decomposed unnaturally. Some were feet, some were hands, and some were necks. The magic circuits on their bodies flashed at the same time, and they moved towards Weston. gathered.Weston stretched out his hand, and all the magic circuits were transplanted onto his arm, making his hand look like an integrated circuit board. Not long after, countless magic circuits were condensed into a precise magic circuit, and the fluorescence disappeared.

Vlad III's pupils froze: "Transplant the power of the enemy into yourself? What a monster."

"This is a scientific method. The magic circle is just an operating table. It is transplanted through a scalpel simulated in space, but you can't see it. Human beings always add some horrible definitions to things they don't understand. I I'm just a magician... No, now I've changed my job to be a Juggernaut!" Weston lifted the small sword in his hand.

"Do you think you have the chance to win?"

"Is not it?"

The smell of gunpowder between the words, the two beings shot almost at the same time.

The battle was about to start at the touch of a button, and Weston's figure rushed out like a blood shadow, and Vlad III stretched out his hand.

More than a dozen spikes assembled like small trees stood obliquely from the ground toward the direction that Weston was rushing towards, and with a puff sound, the spikes pierced a big hole directly under Weston's abdomen. [Honor of the Victim] Immediately launched, the huge magic power was transmitted into Weston's body, and through the self-operating repair system, the splashed blood turned into red mist and floated into Weston's hollow abdomen before it flowed out. down, filled with everything.

Is it still the same result?Undead monster.

Vlad III's expression turned cold: "Go to hell!"

Another round of spikes protruded from Weston in all directions one after another, piercing through Weston's chest with several popping sounds.But the result was exactly the same, his body was already repaired almost at the moment of stabbing.