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

Su Shu raised his head and looked towards the end of the boundless sky.

The bright sunlight seemed to be constantly enlarging before his eyes.

A very familiar picture.

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The space seemed to be being torn apart, with fine ripples rippling out.

The extremely dazzling and brilliant sun in that round of vision seemed to be turned into a pure gun of light, annihilating everything along the way, heading towards this

The side blasted and shot straight through to Vortigern's throne.

In an instant

The tip of the gun stopped suddenly.

The dark knight raised his hand and grabbed the barrel of the Lance of Light.

The trembling spear tip was less than an inch away from the old man's face.

Because of the excessively scalding temperature, the entire arm of the silver-haired youth was constantly festering, and it was constantly being repaired amidst the emergence of shadows.

This time, he couldn't vote back.

Because the man who threw the gun was much more terrifying than Parcival.

but

"Get out of here!"

With all his strength to activate the light bite, Su Shu pushed his arm away.Slowly press the attack of the light gun to deflect it.

boom--

The tip of the gun fell to the ground suddenly, and a burst of blazing light suddenly burst out, annihilating an entire city of Londinium.

"You can catch my blow, you are enough for me to remember your name."

Bathed in bright sunlight piercing through dark clouds.

The blue-haired man fell straight down from the sky.

Behind him, a pair of wings that seemed to be made of gold spread out suddenly, shining brightly under the bright sunlight.

"Romulus Quirinus."

The blue-haired man said expressionlessly,

"Undead under my gun - before you die, you can also remember my name."

The ground suddenly began to tremble.

A man with a figure as tall as a giant bear slowly walked in from the gate of Londinium. Every time he took a step, there would be a continuous tremor on the ground.

The strongest hunter who hunted the beasts of the world looked up at the dark knight and let out a heavy sigh.

"Orion still don't remember my name, sorry."

Tick.

Tick, tick, tick—

In the spiraling gray sky, a drizzle suddenly fell in a trance.

A young man with silver-blue gradient hair sat on the tallest pillar in the ruins at some unknown time, shaking his legs slightly.

He held a golden weapon like an oar in his hand, and there was a little sadness in his light green eyes.

"God so loved the world

"Sorry, Alvin, I also have to let the world go through this sea of ​​suffering."

The knights of the round table stared at this scene like a god descending, and their bodies began to retreat spontaneously.

Fujimaru Tachika and Matthew were dumbfounded. When had they seen such a battle.

"The founding emperor of ancient Rome, the ancestor of the gods, Romulus Quirinus"

"Orion, the strongest hunter in Greece, Orion"

"The savior, the helm of the shining ark, Noah"

As Mash read the names one by one, every time he said one, the expressions of the knights beside him froze for a while.

Lancelot glanced at the undamaged lake in his hand, with an extremely bitter smile on his face.

Knights

I don't even have the qualifications to participate in this battle.

A man who descended from the sky and was shrouded in golden armor.

A burly, bear-like hunter.

A boy holding a paddle and looking pitiful.

Three figures full of divinity descended suddenly, and a majestic sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Oh, my restraint is really bleeding."

Behind the two people watching on the city wall.

The voice of a man who seemed a little frivolous suddenly rang out.

Then a hand suddenly stretched out and knocked on the shell-like armor of the old man in the mountain, making a thumping sound.

"Two, can you please allow me to watch here?"

Hearing the words, Grandpa Wang turned his eyes away with a wry smile.

Do you still need permission?

He looked at the odd man with blond hair, a strange windbreaker and sunglasses on his face.

It's not like the guy who will appear on this fierce battlefield.

On the contrary, this strange outfit made the blond man look like a tourist on vacation.

however

Taigong Wang knew best, but this person in front of him was the scariest guy among all the crown servants who were summoned to come.

The main god enshrined in South American civilization, the crown is just a game for him.

"Tezcatlipoca" Tai Gongwang smiled wryly, "Even you are dispatched?"

"That's right, because the suppression power cannot be accurately measured, um, to measure the threat level of the kid below - he is a virus that does not exist in any human history.

"The fine-tuned targeting like in the past is no longer possible.

"So, He gave us an hour to mobilize and stop the return of the Age of Gods."

"Are you going to fight?" Taigong Wang shook his head and sighed, "If that's the case, there is indeed no suspense in this battle."

The blond man who heard the words showed an expression that couldn't hold back.

"Damn it, it's almost enough to work for free every day, I'm just here to save face for him."

The blond man sat on the ground cursing.

"What do you think I'm wearing sunglasses for, I'm fucking on vacation with my sister,

When I go back, I will be scolded by her again. "

The blond man slightly raised his sunglasses with his middle finger, and glanced at the dark knight in the battlefield.

"Hey. Actually, I really admire this kid. Do you know what my title is? This battlefield of eternal night is really my heart, but tsk.

"Such a rotten world, his mother would have destroyed it earlier."

The blond man chose to put it on the table, put a lollipop in his mouth, took out a comic book from his pocket, and read it on the spot.

That's right.

If you don't do anything, it is already the greatest kindness that can be expressed, and the rest is only to see the boy's good fortune.

Taigongwang turned his eyes and glanced at the assassin beside him.

The old man in the mountain seemed to let out a sigh from the skull helmet, and shook his head.

They don't want to do it either, but

pressure.

As if the abyss of heaven collapsed, the pressure.

Su Shu had never felt such a huge pressure since he was born.

These servants who appeared suddenly were not deliberately attacking themselves.

Even, as if out of pity, their attacks were deliberately avoiding themselves.

All their attacks fell on the throne, the silver-haired old man with his eyes closed and meditating.

They wanted to destroy Vortigern's body, and the return of the Age of Gods would naturally fail.

"Shoot a Hundred Heads Romanesque! (Nine Lie Roma)"

The golden man threw down the gun in his hand, and the rain of light from the sky shot towards the throne like shooting stars.

"The Unsullied Love of the Moon Goddess! (Artemi Agno)"

The hunter, who was already as tall as a giant bear, suddenly raised his body and swelled up again, and the mace in his hand, which was like a city gate, hit Vortigern like a battering ram.

"Noah's Ark!"

A vast abyss seemed to spread from the void, and thunderstorms and lightning storms were mixed with violent waterfalls, rushing towards the humble king violently.

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Su Shu thrust the sword of Eternal Ye Yuhuo into the ground suddenly.

In an instant.

Everyone's vision seemed to dim for a moment, and they became invisible.

"Good boy."

The blond man raised his sunglasses and looked at the picture with interest.

Whether it is eternal night or flames.

All the light and all the darkness in the audience rushed towards Su Shu in an instant.

He liberated his full strength, without any reservations.

Boundless and extremely thick shadows poured out from the body of the silver-haired youth, spreading like an ocean.

Not only wrapped himself, but also swallowed Vortigern's throne.

The falling starlight was devoured by him.

The smashing blow that could destroy an entire city was entangled by him.

The boundless and vast storm melted into this even wider black abyss.

Su Shu withstood all the attacks.

He couldn't back down a step.

He could escape here by himself, but he was Vortigern's last line of defense.

The offensive from the crowns became more and more fierce, and one mythical treasure was activated one after another.

Arturia stared blankly, watching the figure of that person being submerged in countless violent attacks.

Powerlessness.

She fell to her knees.

Obviously they all came in front of him.