The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

"White Dragon of Calamity," he said.

"An unknown witch," she said.

"You are my light, then I am your shadow."

"The intertwining of our wills is what makes even fate tremble."

In the din of wind and blood.

Under the fetters of life and death.

They kissed together, and the will of the white dragon and the witch converged.

Falling into the eternal night, from now on.

The fire of wrath started from now on.

"So

""Death,""

She smiled.

And he picked up her voice.

""Given to you, the eternal night named death.""

Shadows sing.

The train trembled.

All hums, all voices.

All were instantly smoothed by the silence of eternal night.

Promoted by the intertwined ideas of two generations of holders.

This soul-burning spiral gun is fifty times stronger and fifty times more violent than ever!

boom--

this land.

It seemed to be dimmed for a moment.

A soul-stirring spiral glow, as deep as an eternal night, surged into the sky, piercing the son of Fu Hailin, the ferocious and deformed body above the sky, directly through the body.

the next moment.

Britannia, above the endless wilderness.

Endless, boundless, and endless gloomy rays of light suddenly exploded from the pitch-black void without a single ray of light!

Like a rising, black sun—

Tentacles are neighing.

The branches are withering.

In the dilapidated auction hall that was almost overturned, the gaps on the edges of various walls rippled with the chaos of imaginary magic.

With the withering of the son of Fu Hailin.

The noise and panic of the people finally subsided.

Helping to stop the invasion of the Son of Hailin, the embarrassed II looked at the withered tentacles, let out a long breath, and immediately looked at the center of the hall.

In everyone's slightly dazed eyes.

From the black throne that disappeared inch by inch.

A black-haired youth and a dark witch.

Holding hands like that, they slowly climbed down the steps.

The dust has settled.

Accompanied by a burst of space ripples.

The shadow of a white-haired woman finally emerged slowly on the dilapidated auction stage.

It is the acting manager of the magic eye collection train.

It is also the phantom left by the Dead Apostle who betrayed the Dead Apostle, the No. 15 ancestor of the Dead Apostle "Luo Jiean".

He is responsible for guarding the train, and has a superb magic eye extraction operation.

however.

Compared with the almost solid figure when he took out the magic eye before.

Her phantom at this moment is extremely illusory, flickering and flickering, like this train, full of various damaged holes.

acting manager of the train

, she had wanted to come out a long time ago to help stabilize the situation.

However, such a violent battle between the magicians of the age of gods and the vampires destroyed the entire train, and she had almost exhausted her efforts in trying to maintain the space for the imaginary magic.

"Sorry, gentlemen."

With an apologetic expression.

The white-haired woman bowed deeply to the guests who were in a state of embarrassment. The translucent shadow seemed to disappear in the next moment.

"This time, our magic eye collection train is not well received, this is our shame"

"Rojan."

Aozaki Chengzi walked forward with an extremely complicated expression.

They are old friends.

Looking at the flickering state of the other party, Cang Qi Chengzi knew that this phantom was almost exhausted.

Without trying to maintain the imaginary magic of the good compartment.

Those magicians who are not high enough in magic may be thrown into the imaginary space, and their limbs will be twisted.

"Phantom?" "

The witch pondered slightly.

The so-called phantom.

Essence is nothing but spirit.

On Morgan's palm, a fake spiral gun was condensed, and the tip of the gun spun and screamed.

In an instant.

In everyone's surprised eyes.

The little soul that was filled into it made the illusory figure of the white-haired woman suddenly become much more solid.

Everyone present looked at Morgan in disbelief.

Such amazing magic.

Is this the magician left over from the Age of Gods?

Some of them heard Hartrace's voice.

such a character.

It turned out to be the wife of the "Black Magician".

It seems that the two have been separated for a long time, and they are worthy of reunion.

Watch this scene.

There is only one thought in everyone's heart.

The clock tower is about to change completely.

"Thank you!

"This unknown beautiful lady!"

Morgan glanced at Su Shu.

The dark-haired young man smiled, pressing his index finger to his lips.

So, the witch shook her head lightly, signaling that she didn't have to worry about it.

In addition to opening her voice slightly in front of people she is familiar with.

She doesn't like communicating with strangers.

In fact, she has never been a sociable character.

The phantom of the white-haired woman took off the magic eye of the Myriad Demon Eyeball Bank and filled it into the energy compartment of the train.

Soon the damage of the entire carriage was slowly repaired under the annihilation of the magic eyes.

This is all money, but it can't be controlled so much.

Imaginary number magic is fully patched.

The guests who were injured on average also let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the chairs in the auction hall.

The witch raised her hand and held it slightly.

The whole stone pagoda on the distant field collapsed suddenly, and a vortex emerged in the auction hall.

Hateres and Hephaistion, the distraught figures were thrown out of the vortex.

"Do not kill me."

The red-haired man who was thrown out had a pale and haggard face.

But he immediately smiled and raised his hands tremblingly.

A mantra suddenly lit up in his palm.

"Huh?" Su Shu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"He has no magic power," Morgan said softly, "it's the sound barrier."

The witch's voice fell silent.

As expected, Hateres just activated a sound-proof enchantment, covering himself and Su Shu.

"I understand the treatment of captives, you want to participate in the Holy Grail War, right, Mr. Tree?

"I have big, big secrets to tell you about Maris Billy.It’s not too late to kill after finishing speaking.”

He struggled to finish.

The enchantment suddenly disintegrated.

"Maris Billy"?

heard the name.

Su Shu couldn't help frowning.

indeed.

In the Clock Tower, no one knows the Holy Grail War better than him.

However, in Su Shu's impression, Maris Billy did not exist in Five Wars.

"To kill, or?"

The witch glanced at the black-haired youth.

Anyway, I listen to my husband.

Su Shu walked straight forward, the shadow in his palm gathered into a gloomy sword light, breaking Hateres' tendons in his hands and hamstrings.

"Honey, seal it."

Morgan squeezed his palm.