Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

"get out."

He glanced at a shadow behind him, where a ninja in a black suit was half-kneeling behind him.

"Sir, what is your order?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, definitely not his original voice.

These ninjas have undergone intensive training, and can do it with magic power, whether it is to imitate their voice or body shape.

"Let Qingqiuyuan Ena go to Saye Gongxin to take the Heaven's Niho, I need the power of that artifact."

As he spoke, there was a hint of a smile "Twenty Zero" on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, if Saya Gongxin refuses, there is no need for her to continue to exist, and such unstable factors cannot become my agent."

Hearing Tohsaka Qi's words, the ninja couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Without him, the Saya Palace family was the first family to surrender to Tobanqi, and it was second only to the Liancheng family in loyalty, but for this man, the reason to get rid of the Saya Palace family was just a 'threat'.

Incomparably cold-blooded and extremely cunning, but it is more in line with the taste of these ninjas.

For the walkers in the shadows, Tohsaka Qi's character is the powerhouse they are most willing to allegiance.

Resolute, resolute, never sloppy, but also extremely lawful at the same time.

"Yes, my lord!"

With a sudden nod, the ninja had no expression on his face. His figure turned into a phantom and disappeared into the corner of the courtyard.

Looking at this scene, Tohsaka Qi's mouth slightly raised, sketching a cold smile.

"Shaye Gongxin, don't let me down."

On the other side, in the land of Europe.

On the Brittany Peninsula, in the deep forest, the silver-haired young girl faced off against the black ancestor.

"Uncle Lancelot, come help me and defeat this guy."

The ancestor named Gnivia was muttering in a low voice at the moment, while the knight named Lancelot was not here at the moment.

What is above the lake is just his projection, and the place where the Knight of Steel is located is tens of thousands of meters in the sky.

"Hmph, boring."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and Athena looked at the ancestors in front of her.

The black dress wraps her slender limbs. Unlike Anshera, who is a little girl who has two clenched hands, Gunivia has a completely barren body, without the slightest ups and downs.

However, even so, the extremely fragile face, the pitiful lake blue eyes, and the too thin body, can't help but make people feel evil desires.

She, a woman with magical power, is a powerful existence named God Ancestor, second only to the God of Disobedience and the God-killer, but she is surrounded by such a seemingly weak body.

Slightly pouted, Athena's hand was slightly held in front of her, and a black sickle instantly condensed in her hand.

A gray-black breath burst out from above the sickle. It was the breath of the underworld, and it was a magic power that could easily kill humans.

The next moment, without uttering a word, Athena's tender feet lightly tapped the ground, and blue lines appeared on the little boots that Tohsaka Qi personally put on for her.

Undoubtedly, that is the power of magic attire.

In an instant, Athena appeared in front of Gnivia, and as her figure appeared, the sound of air-breaking and sonic boom gradually came.

Just a dash, tore apart the walls of the atmosphere, surpassing the limit called the speed of sound.

She is a god, a god of disobedience, a crystallization of legends in this world!

And the black scythe, under the horrified look of Genievia, slashed towards the immature head of this ancestor!

"Bah!"

A crisp sound echoed in the air, and what stood in front of Gnivia was not a magical barrier, nor an exquisite concept weapon, but a white knight.

The war god named Lancelot was standing in front of Gunivia at this moment, and the sharp silver sword became the strongest barrier.

"uncle!"

Gunivia couldn't help but whispered, a crack had already cracked on the silver-white long sword.

"My lord, I beg your pardon for taking off the body with this hand offense."

As he spoke, Lancelot's hand was slightly vacant, and the Divine Sword of Salvation stuck on the ground trembled slightly at the moment, echoing his call.

"Rear the ancient earth, pierce the sky, the divine sword of broken stars, now it's time to take it back, and in the hands of the knight of the lake, blow the horn again on the battlefield!"

The incantation reverberated in the air, and white lines spread all over the earth. .

The next moment, the Divine Sword of Salvation left the sheath of the earth and instantly appeared in Lancelot's hands.

The steel of salvation, at this moment, has once again become the weapon of the disobedient god, wielded by it, and driven by it!

"drink!"

The knight roared, and the sword of salvation in his hand turned into an excalibur, instantly tearing the scythe in Athena's hand.

"How, how is it possible, the weapon of the last king at that time?"

The goddess of the young girl wailed unwillingly, with unparalleled fear on her face.