King's Dimensional Journey

Just as Wang Mu said, before the monster spoke, Feng Qili avoided all these movements, and fell on him, sucking blood.

"Oh!"

Feng Yi uttered the first cry of pain after the battle.

"They live on islands outside the time axis. Every silhouette of time has its own trajectory. One second passes, one millisecond, one minute comes, one hour...they are everywhere."

Wang Mu said with admiration. "They are one of the most unique creatures in mythology. They conquer time and pull themselves out of the shadow of death. You say to conquer time..."

Feng Yi gritted her teeth and shook the hunting dog off her body.

"Don't be ridiculous! The wonders of the First Law will not be discovered by irrational beasts!"

Time, the first magic of the ultimate mystery...

The magician in front of him says this filthy beast can use magic?

"So as a person, your vision is very narrow." Wang Mu's words were full of pity, as if lamenting the limitations of a person as a person.

"Listen, Father, there are limits. Maybe we're born with an instinct to go after what we can't achieve in life.

He gestured to embrace the heaven and the earth with his hands.

"People are born with a destiny and shouting 'my fate is up to me' is just a fool who can't see themselves, they don't even know maybe saying that is one of their destiny... like you're going to die here , as worthless as weeds!"

The chain was picked up by Wang Mu, and Feng Qili, who had been blocked from speaking, stepped down and regained his freedom.

That doesn't mean tolerance.

This is just to facilitate King TEDA's next move.

"Let's go, last hunt of the Hound."

"damn it…"

Chapter 49 Limits

The thrown monster can only crawl on the right-angled roof. With its own tail of uneven size, it is full of aura that extends infinitely and wraps around its body. No matter how hard he struggles, it will be of no avail. The place.

Then, the monster slowly came back, and the whole person seemed to be buried in the wall of the room, and gradually disappeared 4.4 disappeared.

In fact, although Wang Mu's statement is a bit exaggerated, the Wang Tinda Hound also has its limitations.When they cross the boundary of space and time, they must also pass through a certain degree range, usually as long as they are less than or equal to 120 degrees, they can be materialized.

It also means that if hounds are the target, simply living in a circular room with no edges at all can avoid hours of chasing by jackals.Feng Qili will never have the chance to know these words again.

"Outside of time, eternal solitude is devoured by the hounds," said God.May your God love you.

Wang Mu watched the pastor gradually disappear into the corner of the room, pretending to be praying.Feng Yili was dragged into the gap of time, and Wang Mu also raised the magical dissolving capsule, which restored the whole room to its original appearance, but the battle was still inevitable.

At this time, there was a low voice in the corridor.

The acid-eaten door was flung open.This giant eight-legged beast stopped in front of Wang Mu and kept rubbing its head against him to show its affection.

"You came late enough that borders are such a hassle?"

Wang Mu patted its head to calm it down.

"------!"

"Huh? Late night food... Has anyone died here?" Wang Mu asked suspiciously when he heard the cold spider say "eat supper".

"You only eat humanoids, right?"

"-"

"How could there be people from the Red Race... Wait."

Suddenly remembering something, Wang Mu grabbed the big spider's forelimb and lifted it up to look at it.

Sure enough, on the sharp front foot, there were pieces of flesh and blood, the fabric of the red dress, and blood.

"Shichen's far class!"? 6"

At this point in time, at this point in time, the only person who can wear the red suit is Master Kang Hong.

But the icy spider called him "Corpse"...

Wang Mu watched Feng Qili's words disappear into the corner of the room, showing a residual expression.

"True or not, don't forget to kill your teacher when the enemy is attacking... Yinfeng Yili is even crazier than I imagined.

"------?" Spider raised his head and looked at Wang Mu in confusion.

"Ah, it's nothing, and it's hard for you."

Wang Mu put these irrelevant things behind him, and looked at the huge purple spider.

"Go back to your dreamland and have a good rest. Next time, I will personally hold a grand sacrifice for you, so that you can have fun."

"------!!!!!!!"

"God, don't jump up, you're too heavy..."

Released from his calling, the giant purple spider returns to its maddened home, amidst the filth.

Wang Mu stood up in frustration and rubbed his head.

"Really, like a child...huh?"

Wang Mu's hand seemed to be pressing something, and moved suspiciously.

It was a white letter with a golden thread on the back and a benevolent angel in wax.

The addressee wrote the name "Speech and Ceremony", and although bloodstained around the edges, the letter was rarely damaged in battle.

"From...the French Cistercian abbot?"

Having never heard of this name, driven by curiosity, Wang Mu opened the letter subconsciously and carefully.

"Speech to the Priest of the Third Plenary Session of the Eighth Central Committee - Feng Qi. In recent days, I have received a young nun from a remote diocese. Her body has been imprinted with unparalleled glory. After further investigation, it was you who put this girl up for adoption a few years ago. Therefore, we would like to ask you if this girl, is a "product" of the Eighth Secret Society. If this is not true, we would like you to Allow us to train her to be a good exorcist and to serve the Church..."

Wang Mu was stunned.

In this letter, he found a very familiar name, but certainly not related to the Fourth Holy Grail War.

"—Karin.

To be precise, it was the daughter of a hopeless man named Yan Feng Qili.

She was born in the Southern European Republic, where her mother, Claudia Aldria, committed suicide a year after her birth.On the other hand, his father went to do church work in Japan, his home country in the Far East, and his father was a pastor of the local church.

This is also the beginning of her tragedy.

The father who adopted Karen was not a good bird. Not only did he not give the girl proper treatment, but he coveted the foster care money from Fengqi, which made her unable to go to school.Not only that, he also refused to baptize her on the grounds that "the suicide of his daughter is a sin" and let her be a free laborer in the early church.

In the days that followed, the priest, deemed a failure, was sent to a stricter convent, a Cistercian abbey in France, where, thanks to his scars, he learned to exorcise demons.

Looks like just a poor girl, right?

But what happened next was enough to make Wang Mu sick.

Her work, though called "Exorcism," does use her own masochistic medium to lure possessed male demons to Qin, thereby completing the ritual of exorcism.

"Is this really your own daughter? Have the heart to push her to hell..."

Wang Mu looked at the end of the letter, there were two big "yes" written on it. "I think the original job is very strange. Why is it that Huafeng Qili's daughter, who is the cadre of the eighth secret follow-up meeting, has to suffer that kind of punishment? You personally approved it."

The palm of the hand holding the envelope kept shaking, making Wang Mu a little unable to grasp it.

good weight.

really heavy.

This is the first time.

Wang Mu knew that what he had now was not just a piece of paper, but the happiness of a young and innocent girl for the rest of her life.

As long as they can't see it, they will leave this letter. If they haven't received a reply from the Cistercian Monastery for such a long time, they will definitely continue the exorcism ceremony according to the original plan.

Wang Mu didn't want to see it.

Whether it is mental cleanliness or hypocrisy, just like Xiaoying, Wang Mu is unwilling to see the tragedy in the original work happen to him.

"Why did I pick up this letter... I don't have time to worry about things in France.

Wang Mu regretted endlessly, but there was nothing he could do.

The content of the letter has been deeply imprinted in his eyes, if he doesn't care about it, it will turn into a bunch of Wang Mu's demons and ghosts.

"Cut... You still want to put me together, trash daddy."

Dissatisfied with scolding Feng Qili, Wang Mu hesitated for a while before putting the letter in his arms.

I'll take care of this.

But let's get Gilgamesh down first... Far from the Ben's house, four heroes are captured.

That's right, three against one.

Lancer the Rampage, Lancer Dimudo, and Saber Altoya are three souls whose eyes are on their archenemy, Gilgamesh the Archer.

The golden treasures surrounding the King of Kings, emerging from the surrounding ground, must have gone through a tough battle.

Of course, only for the "reckless fight" of the other three heroes.

Gilgamesh doesn't even have dust on him.

"Um?"

Just as the saber was about to attack again, Gilgamesh looked towards home and frowned.

"Did that demon crash into his master and run away without any divine support?" He did... yay, you let the king down.

Wang Mu killed his master? What a reliable guy...

Holding the saber tightly in his hand, he looked at the dark knight ten meters away.

I never thought I could still fight you...my friend.

Lancelot has been on the verge of violence because of the saber in front, but due to the shackles of Kariya Command, he had to change his attack focus and jointly deal with Gilgamesh.

But judging by the creak of his own armor, Saber might have been more likely to kill.

"Since the master is dead, Archer, you probably have given up resistance?"

Dilu Mudo's handsome face was a little embarrassed.Compared to Lancelot and Saber, Jumbo is a loser when no one can stop him.

"Huh? Bastard, you're saying something stupid."

Archer showed off Trumudeau, as if stating some rules, and spoke slowly.

"With this king, no one can bind me, even if I don't need a master!"

"... "

As long as you act alone for a hero, you can act freely even without a master.

If the level is + and above, even with great magic, no support is required.

The hero Wei Gongshi Lang, you can't see 5 battles, and the individual action of the hero has experienced many battles that consume mana without a master, and is still as strong as a cockroach until the end, the shadow of success.

"Trouble, King Knight, do you have any good plans?"

Dimdo turned to his other half with a headache and asked the blonde.

"It must be us who failed like this. No matter how much treasure we dug, there is no sign that his treasure chest has been dug to the bottom."

"With my treasure, I may be able to defeat him."

The saber is reminiscent of the archer - and the Holy Grail - which is overwhelmed by the torrent of light at the end of the last battle.

"I just don't know if the other party will propose a competing treasure to deal with. After all, it is the prototype of the oldest king who owns all the treasures. Don't be careful."

After all, I wasn't even thinking about myself at the time.The archers would use spells to command themselves to liberate the holy sword, which caused the archer's sewer to capsize.

If you do this now, it is impossible for a hero king who can beat the knight head-on without a killer.

"That's true, but there's no other way, is there?"

Dimudo smiled, picked up the gun, and walked forward slowly.

"Lancers?"

"Peace of mind, paladin, let Berserker and I deal with the artifact rain. You can release the artifact as soon as possible. Lancelot is following my attack, so don't worry about him."

"But..." Saber hesitated. "If I let the treasure out, if you are this close to me, you will be affected. Maybe it will be worse."

"Don't worry, we will not live up to our reputation as heroes if we fail to resolve this dangerous situation."