Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

"Are you kidding me? I'm an evil dragon—an evil dragon that curses the world!" Fafnir dismissed it.

Siegfried tilted his head: "So you want to admit defeat?"

"No, what the old man wants to say is - the old man must win!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil dragon flew out instantly.

"Sure enough, it's an evil dragon, and it's playing tricks!" Siegfried instantly bent his knees and jumped, chasing after him.

saint and witch join forces

Dragon slayers stand side by side with dragons

"Mozart, can you do it!?"

"Damn Charles-Henri Sanson, dares to disgrace me in front of Marie!"

"That's because you can't do it yourself!"

"You wait for me—"

Mary looked helplessly at the two people who started arguing again, and then looked away.

"Did you succeed...Miss Joan of Arc." The helpless expression restrained, the French princess sensed the interweaving of the breath, and she couldn't help showing a smile on her face.

"In the end, it turned out to be this..." Outside the city and in the suburbs, Vlad III pulled out the spear in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Are they... united?

So why is he trying so hard to plan, design, and fight against the enemy! ?

"What's the point!?" Beowulf instantly knocked out the attacking fish monster with his fist, and the tall and strong man showed a nonchalant and excited smile: "As long as you have something to fight, you don't need to fight!" OK?"

The white-haired and bearded Romanian Grand Duke exhaled: "Yes."

"This...maybe better, maybe!"

He looked at the monster that was coming like a tide: "This is... what I should do."

Vlad III, who was later rumored to be Count Nicholas, the Vampire Grand Duke, was regarded by countless people as a symbol of killing during his lifetime, because he once impaled all the enemy troops who attacked Romania.. .But what no one knows is that what Vlad III did was never killing for the sake of killing. He actually didn't like killing. However, the Romanian territory at that time was barren and weak. Only cruelty can deter the powerful surrounding people. .

Therefore, Vlad III still chose to execute even though he knew that he would bear a bad name, even if he knew that he would be reprimanded by countless people.

He is for salvation.

He doesn't like to kill...

"Let's be unanimous, gentlemen!" The spears entered the ground, and then continuous punctures sprung out from the ground like mushrooms after rain, as dense as a forest, piercing all the attackers and nailing them to the ground.

"Ha ha ha, that's right, that's right!" Beowulf laughed excitedly: "You really are a strong man, Vlad III!"

"If there is a chance, I must fight with you!"

"I don't want to confront mythical monsters—" He said so, but the arc of Vlad III's mouth was somewhat excited.

He looked up at the sky, at the chaotic monster...

I passed by at a glance and didn't dare to look more.

The water vapor in the air became more dense, and the shadows of the huge ancient civilization relics gradually showed mottled outlines. Rowe stepped on the air, and in front of him was the old ruler of chaos and void, sleeping in the nightmare of Raliyah The mind seeks to drag the world into a dream, drowning in eternity.

But there was a glimmer of light in the nightmare.

Shine brightly.

Brightly reflected brilliance.

Gilles de Rai summoned the old ruler, hoping to use the power of Cthulhu to destroy this singularity, and to avenge the era and country that betrayed the greatest saint girl in his mind.

Cthulhu's power is indeed strong.

but...

"When the catastrophe of annihilation appears, mankind will show an unprecedented unity."

"We're always infighting, factionalism never stops."

"We have good and we have evil."

"Only when the end is approaching, mankind will unite."

"Because of the premise of chaos between good and evil."

"Our essence is 'human'!"

Amidst the majestic water vapor tearing across the sky, Luo Wei raised his hand to meet a twisted and wriggling tentacle that was approaching.

The tentacles are as huge as a surging wave, covered with fine skin cuticles, each cuticle seems to contain countless eyeballs, and in the depths of the pupils of the eyeballs, there are pieces of pale writhing, like countless crawling worms. ..At the same time as the tentacles fell, thousands of eyeballs focused on Luo Wei's body at the same time, and the fully crawling worm spread and rotated at the same time, spreading like a spiral.

A malicious stare is enough to make all existence tremble with fear.

But it was at this very moment.

Luo Wei raised his hand to catch the light behind him.

He received Joan's recognition of the witch, and the love for France and the longing for the Lord hidden in the witch's heart. He combined Siegfried's heroic will with Fafnir's deeds of protecting mankind despite his evil deeds. Pick up.

Marie, Mozart, Charles, Vlad III, Beowulf... The wish of the heroes of the world is to protect the world and human beings.

Rowe, picked up their wishes.

The Lord in heaven, the Son in man, and the spirit in the void responded to their wishes and picked up the glory of this human hero.

He moves forward.

Mottled light in the palm of your hand, gathered into a sheath, following it forward...

Draw your sword and rise!

Chapter 14 Fujimaru Tachika has already grown

At this moment, what Luo Wei holds is the awe-inspiring will of the heroes, and it is also the unwillingness and resistance of the people facing the singularity of the disaster.

The Old Ones are the indescribable symbols of chaos, they are the manifestation of the dark side of the universe, and they are the horrors that reside in the ultimate abyss. The 'Sleeping Lord' Cthulhu also possesses the power to destroy the world.

But in other worlds and other planets, it is impossible for creatures to have the slightest resistance against them.

But only in this time and space named after the Moon, within this planetary world named 'Earth', above this race named 'Humans'...there is the possibility of confronting them.

Because there is a "seat" that records all things in the type moon.

Because the sea of ​​stars on the earth is connected to infinite time and space.

But also because of 'human beings are great'.

There is no doubt that the radiant power is the power that opposes and resists the chaos and darkness symbolized by the old rulers.

This force was shaped in Luo Wei's hands.

Shaped into a 'sword'.

The golden hilt shines brightly, and the silver-white sword body is magnificent, covered with mottled red lines, which are the traces of the planet's appearance.

It is the 'Holy Sword of the Stars'.

It is the 'sacred sword of the heart'.

The water vapor is dense, tearing the sky, the earth, the mountains, rivers and ocean currents. Luo Wei holds the holy sword tightly, swings the sword light, and only for a moment, cuts through the oncoming tentacles, and even cuts through the water mist, splits the chaos, and moves forward. His figure crashed straight into the interior of R'lyeh, which had not yet fully condensed and appeared in the material world.

The ultra-ancient civilization R'layeh actually existed billions or even tens of billions of years ago. It was an era when even the original god was muddled and not fully manifested. It was the age when the god of star creation was still being conceived. .. That is the real ultra-ancient civilization, which existed in the last "earth year", and existed in the years before the birth of the present earth.

The people who cast this city are the race of the starry sky, the family of darkness, the ruler of the old days, the believers of 'Cthulhu', and the family of the stars.

They are deposited between the mountains and seas, they build ancient cities upholding the will of the sleeping lord, they manipulate the matter in the abyss of the dark side of the universe, and they sound the music of the surging sea water for the lord of nightmares.

The city they cast was exactly what Luo Wei saw after penetrating the fog.

Surrounded by chaotic and hazy light and mist, in the spacious space, the streets are twisted and twisted among the buildings intertwined and stacked with boulders and bronzes. On the complete opposite, they either protrude upwards, protrude to the sides, or even hang from the top to the bottom...The spacious and magnificent ancient city weaves an illusion like a dream with its weird geometric arrangement , and in the center of this fantasy city, there are countless wriggling figures, they have the characteristics of swimming fish, and have tentacles like octopus.

The towering shadows are more like huge balloons floating in a dream-like world, and they are sleeping in R'lyeh with Cthulhu, his family members, the family members of the stars.

It is a real cosmic creature, a superior member of the evil god.

The 'monsters' that appeared outside are just their family members, the family members of Cthulhu's family...

They floated in the air, surrounding a huge spiral boulder fortress in the center of R'lyeh, like the servants of the defending king.

The spiral fortress of the situation is undoubtedly the sleeping place of Cthulhu.

Is the throne of the 'Sleeping Lord'.

Luo Wei grinned, the 'Holy Sword of Heart' in his hand was shining brightly, he held it tightly and stepped forward.

In just a moment, La'lye shook, and the alarm for foreign enemy invasion suddenly sounded, and the sleeping Star Family members were shaking at the same time, as if they had opened their eyes... Countless scarlet lights and shadows lit up.

Roar!Well!Huh...

This is an alarm, more than a warning.

But the sound only sounded for a moment, echoing for a moment.

because--

'Master', woke up.

Yes, Cthulhu is officially awakened at this moment.

what the outside world can see.

It's just the overall manifestation of 'Raliyah', and the huge 'octopus' is just a phantom formed by the overflow of Cthulhu's spiritual power.

And in the center of La'lyeh, the boulder castle was shaking, and a larger and huge figure rose from it.

A more intense and strange aura rises, just like the bright stars rising in the dark night...

This is not the first time Rowe has faced the Old Ones.

With his realm, of course he can fully bear the chaos and distortion carried by the old ruler.

In terms of spiritual will, even the reality of the universe cannot shake his existence.

But every time I see.

He couldn't help feeling the image of the Old Ones...

so weird.