Synopsis: Rebooting Dead Life / the Law of Infinite Control

The reason why Dong Zhuo is so wordy is because he knows it very well.If King Dumbao was really given enough time to think, with such a crude plan, it would be impossible for her to step into her own trap.

Therefore, only by constantly disturbing her mood can I have a chance to sneak in!

"I……"

After a long time, under Dong Zhuo's constant disturbance, King Dumao seemed to have finally made up his mind and raised his head with difficulty.Taking a deep look at Lancelot, his lips parted slightly.

The next moment, just as King Dumao was about to speak to make a decision, her figure suddenly blurred, and she disappeared directly at the source.

"This is it!" Dong Zhuo's face immediately darkened.

Command spell! !

I didn't expect to fall short at this last moment!

Emiya Kiritsugu!This guy who had never been looked down upon by him actually used the command spell to summon Saber to his side at this ingenious timing.

"King!!" Lancelot, who had recovered himself, couldn't help showing a look of joy when he saw Saber disappear.

A good plan, because Emiya Kiritsugu gave up halfway, Dong Zhuo was upset at the moment, Lancelot looked surprised.It made him even more angry.

"What? Are you happy?"

Looking at Dong Zhuo's gloomy face, Lancelot showed a relaxed expression on his face. "The king will not accept your conspiracy. So, give up!!"

"Really?" Dong Zhuo sneered. "I gave you a clear consciousness. But it seems that you still don't know your situation. Well, I'll let you wake up!"

As soon as the words fell, Dong Zhuo raised his arm and pointed his fingers far away in the direction of Lancelot.

"Hmm..." Lancelot couldn't help making a painful sound.The facial features were all distorted by the severe pain that went straight to the soul.

In just a few breaths, Lancelot seemed to be fished out of the water.Sweating.There was no blood on his face.There is only silence in the eyes!

"Since you alone are not enough to shake Saber's heart, what about the entire Knights of the Round Table?"

While speaking, Dong Zhuo stomped his feet lightly.

Following his movements, the rays of light formed by magic power on the ground quickly circled and intertwined, forming a complex magic circle tens of meters in diameter.

After the dazzling light, Lancelot, who was tortured by severe pain, was shocked to find that the colleagues who had haunted him in his dreams appeared one by one around him.

Gawain, Geraint, Gareth, Galahad, Gachris, Boss, ... and even Mordred, the culprit who raised the flag against King Arthur and caused King Arthur's death!

One after another, they appeared from the magic circle!

"This...it's impossible!" Shocked, Lancelot even ignored the physical pain.His heart was already stunned by the sight in front of him!

With the appearance of a group of members of the Knights of the Round Table, a book formed by the majestic magic power in Dong Zhuo's hands gradually changed from virtual to real.

If Lancelot noticed the book that appeared in Dong Zhuo's hands at this time, he would find that there was not a single word in this flipping book, and every page was densely packed with Command Spells! ..

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If Emiya Kiritsugu hadn't coincidentally used the command spell to summon Saber away, Dong Zhuo would have embraced this noble knight flower in his arms now.

With such an experience, even though Dong Zhuo himself has a stronger binding force on heroic spirits than the command spell, he did not hesitate to produce such a gentleman (transformation) gentleman (state) thing that can be called the book of command spells Come.

"Sevant came here according to the call. Excuse me, are you my Master?"

The unanimous voice of more than a hundred people made Lancelot, who was in pain, finally come back to his senses.

"You have mastered the loophole of the Holy Grail!!" Lancelot finally exclaimed.

"That's what you want!" Dong Zhuo gave Lancelot a noncommittal look.Attention returned to the book of Command Spells in his hand.He whispered to himself: "Since this book can master the Knights of the Round Table, it should be called the Book of the Round Table!"

Just like the words come out, they are named after Dong Zhuo.On the cover of this book that condensed an unknown number of Command Seals, a string of Latin words appeared.

Although this round table book is not even Dong Zhuo's game work.However, in the Xingyue world, it is the top magic dress.

As long as any magician masters the book of the round table, he can gain the power of the entire knights of the round table.Moreover, the command spells in the books can still be restored after being consumed.

It can be said that in the Holy Grail War, as long as you master this book, the Holy Grail is already in your pocket.

Others can only summon one restricted Heroic Spirit, but the person who holds the Book of the Round Table can summon more than a hundred powerful Heroic Spirits.Most importantly, the heroic spirit summoned by the Book of the Round Table is the real body!

Strength will not be suppressed by the Holy Grail at all! !

Flipping through it casually, put away the book of the round table.Dong Zhuo looked at Lancelot with a smile and said, "Do you think I am qualified to submit your king now?"

"Despicable!!" Lancelot closed his eyes in despair.

Dong Zhuo didn't like Lancelot.I believe that apart from King Dumao, no one in high position would like this kind of person.

After all, if you accept him as a younger brother, you have to worry about whether a certain green hat will suddenly appear on your head at any time.Who can bear this?

"Ok?"

Dong Zhuo, who was looking at the members of the Knights of the Round Table, suddenly froze on a member whose whole body was covered by armor.

If I remember correctly, with such a dress, it seems that only King Arthur's son Mordred is the only one in the Knights of the Round Table, right?

Of course, in the Xingyue world view, Mordred is a girl with a saber face.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo moved his steps and came to Mordred.

"Take off your helmet!"

"Master!! Please forgive me for refusing!" Mordred rejected Dong Zhuo's request without any disguise.