Don't play with moon terriers in Chunwu

Just when Shizuka Hiratsuka hit a big blow, the red dragon stood up from the ground trembling all over.

Its ten crowns were broken, its magic power was so chaotic that even its head could not be controlled freely, its body was penetrated, and it was almost completely destroyed.But at this time, it has become a desperate beast, and there is no room for thinking anymore.

The violent magic burst out with the dragon's roar, and the almost self-destructive attack wanted to destroy everything in front of him indiscriminately - including himself.

But the act of self-destruction was suspended.

After preparing for a long time, Abigail had already replaced her original spirit base, which was the maiden of the Outer God.

"Ygnaiih...ygnaiih...thflthkh'ngha (My Father God, please save me)"

Time and space froze.

"I hold the silver key in my hand. Appear from nothingness, touch it with your fingertips, O my father God."

A breath of breath descended from the great existence, and once again, the world was turned upside down.The Morgul has sunk into a lightless world, only a purple mist that offers a faint glow.And in the purple miasma, light spots resembling fireflies will appear from time to time. If you look carefully, you can only see the infinite reflection of the universe in the light group itself.

If you can penetrate the cover of the infinite purple mist, you can see the mirror of the Milky Way that has turned the ground into a reflection.

Then, light was brought in.

Behind Abigail, in the deep and inexplicable darkness, whispers kept whispering, and then the door opened.

From the key-like portal, the ultimate white radiance leaked out from the door, and the progressive radiance continuously weakened the accumulation of magic power.

Even Fujimaru Tachika, Hiratsuka Shizuka, and Yukinoshita Yukino who were on the sidelines could hear the twisted prayers contained in the white light.

It is praising the infinite existence and self-composed things, the one who returns all things, the ruler of countless space-time continuums, the ultimate ultimate source that hides all mysteries, Yog-Sothoth.

(Why do you bring your own sancheck? It’s unscientific.) Fujimaru Tateka pulled the two of them away immediately, trying hard to resist the erosion of brilliance.

The red dragon was even more troublesome, its eyes were extremely dull, and the mental body of the young boy seemed to have been completely dominated, but Abigail didn't stop at all.

"I will incarnate the body of this world that hosts your essence. Go beyond the slumber of roses and reach the gate of extremes! The Qliphoth Rhizome (Qliphoth Rhizome) overflowing with light!"

Then, in the keyhole on Abigail's forehead that was completely filled with darkness, the purple eyes opened again.With the coming of the power of the unspeakable, all reality is completely gone, and the illusion changes its existence in time and space, turning into the tentacles of truth.

In the brilliance, countless tentacles swarmed, and then entangled the red dragon, breaking through its body continuously, reaching the core of the magic power.

Fujimaru Tachika squinted his eyes, and he even felt that there was an even more indescribable power of existence in the indescribable tentacles, but he did not continue to spy, and chose to bow his head.

Amidst the tearing sound like gnawing on flesh and blood, they all felt that the core of magic power was completely extinguished.And the world is flipping back to its original state, leaving only Abigail holding a bear puppet standing there blankly.

Under the ground reflecting the universe, Abigail's eyes showed indifferent inorganic eyes, filled with the brilliance of the transcendent who analyzed everything.

Then she sat down weakly, and the world finally returned to its original appearance.

"Success! The magic core of the red dragon is completely extinguished!" Cheers from the rear team members sounded during the telephony.

"What's the matter, Abi!" Fujimaru Tatsuka rushed over and helped Abigail up.

She lay powerlessly in Fujimaru Tachika's arms, and rubbed her chubby face against Fujimaru Tachika's chest: "I did it, Captain. Hehehe, I knocked down that red dragon. Am I very sharp."

"Yeah, Abby is so strong. I'll give you pancakes when I get back."

"I want to eat more..."

"Ah, as much as you want. In addition to pancakes, there are puddings, cakes..."

"Well, that's great...the leader, I'm going to sleep, although this sleep may be a bit long." Abigail closed her eyes.

"!!!"

Yukino and Hiratsuka Shizuka who rushed over covered their mouths in disbelief.

Fujimaru Tatsuka said to them with a strange face: "She just fell asleep, the little guy hasn't exercised for a long time, and it's a bit tiring to open a treasure once, and it consumes a lot of magic power."

"Ora, so that's the case?" Yukino and Hiratsuka Shizuka observed the state of Fujimaru Tatsuka and Abi carefully, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing really happened, and then Fujimaru was hit again and became insane.

Fujimaru Tachika looked into their eyes and understood what they were thinking, squinting in disdain: "Don't think about it. Let's prepare for the next game."

"Next game? What are you talking about, Fujimaru boy, haven't we already defeated the big red dragon, and even the magic core in the center of the red dragon?" Props, asked very strangely.

She began to see clearly that Abigail's blow broke the human-like magic core in the red dragon's body.

"Because, even if that guy is dreaming, the IQ of this red dragon won't be so bad. It's just Lijiang's old wisdom... no, maybe it's an imitation of Lijiang's guy."

"You say yes, Her Majesty Artoria Pendragon."

While telling the truth, [truth] is like breaking the spirit of [lie], unraveling the fog that the world has been suppressing and distorting everyone's consciousness.

On the opposite side of the red dragon's position, away from all attacks, but also close to the dragon's heart, a tall chair appeared.

Its color is half black and half white.

Countless deeds are engraved on the white side: Twelve Great Wars, defeating the white dragon, resisting the invaders, ruling Britain as a perfect king, and finally ending with a beam of light standing in the sacred city.

The black side has similar deeds, but the king in it is more cold-blooded and brutal, ravaging the enemy as a tyrant, ruling the people with an indifferent and rational attitude, and finally the tyrant becomes the king of the wild hunt who controls the storm , galloping endlessly over Eurasia.

The king wearing the goddess laurel crown rested lazily on the armrest of the throne, and slowly opened his eyes.

!

At this moment, the white light once again illuminated the entire cave.

Even during the period when the red dragon roared furiously, they could occasionally hear slight movements in the distance, telling them that there were still species on the third floor who were unwilling to leave.

But at this moment, they began to suspect that there were only a few people present on this floor.

Everything fell into complete silence, and then the sound of the wind rang out.

The king, who was in a high position, slowly stood up.

Her beautiful face captivates everyone, like a gift from the creator, no, she is a goddess herself.

The divine nature overwhelmingly overshadows the human side.

The faint white light and black lightning that overflowed from those emerald green eyes all showed that she was not an ordinary person.

Her aura pervades all directions, is everywhere, as deep as a prison, as towering as a mountain.

Everyone could only hold on tightly under the sudden breath, forcing their knees not to kneel down completely.

Seems to have some interest, the king opened his mouth gently: "Son of man, why do you recite my name."

Fujimaru Tachika smiled, and said with difficulty: "Master's (?) aunt, he asked me to give you a message."

"Are you going to let her wake up? Or will I beat her up before waking up?"

One four three, abduction is the big brother

To Fujimaru Tachika's surprise, the goddess with the laurel crown ignored his riddle-man-like provocation, but spoke slowly in a cold voice: "Ah? Is there anyone who can subdue the witch Morgan?" Hmm... But yes, she is also a ruler with great strength, and she is also very beautiful. I wonder what kind of hero can stand her."

Speechless, the words of the goddess in front of him were somewhat beyond his imagination, and he looked at the goddess in a little bit of surprise, uncertain factors appeared in the supposedly confident guess.

This state and tone, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Artoria who was once a human.But she didn't get angry at my provocation, instead she paid attention to this kind of smokey gossip?Is she really the goddess Rungomigniad?

When Fujimaru Tachika saw her throne and status, she guessed: Altria Pendragon, the ever-victorious king from the other side, had a point of disagreement when choosing a weapon.Assuming that she picks up the Holy Lance, in addition to her physical development and becoming a nicebody player, she will continue to be eroded by the Holy Lance Lungominiad.

If Corruption introduces the concept of the Wild Hunt Lord who controls the storm, she will be transformed into a black tyrant.

If she doesn't care about the erosion of the Holy Lance, she will become a perfect monarch and rule Britain until she dies on the hill of Camlann.This is the end of less than ten years in charge of the holy gun.

But if the holy gun and holy sword are not returned in time, she who cannot die will be corroded by the holy gun while wandering, and both the consciousness structure and the spiritual structure will be completely distorted and sublimated into the state of a god, that is almost rational The god of machines, the goddess Rungomigniad.

However, the goddess saw through his confused state at a glance, and leaned the holy spear in her hand on the ground, her azure eyes did not have any waves: "What? It's just a small greeting before the battle. Is there anything worth caring about?"

"...how could it be?" Fujimaru Tachika didn't try to wipe off the sweat left on his face, but straightened up and smiled recklessly—he figured it out, "Goddess Rungomigniad, I didn't expect you to care about this kind of topic, it seems that the power of the King of the Wild Hunt is not as weak as imagined."

The goddess fell into silence, and then stepped into the trap of Fujimaru Tachika's conversation without hesitation, and readily admitted: "Sure enough, although we have never met, you are very familiar with me... After all, Odin is also the king of the wild hunt , so the concept of this personality is really powerful. Until now, I still have to continue to be impacted from the human level... But, what does that have to do with you?"

"what?"

The goddess' eyes were indifferent. Instead of disturbing the morale of the humans in front of her with straight-forward words, she said directly: "Look at the people behind you. Until now, you still can't stand up completely. Yes. What gave you the courage to come here and face me."

"Of course... the unwillingness to be toyed with in the palm of my hand!" Hiratsuka Shizuka pulled up her veins and slammed the iron rod hard. body, full of anger.

She said: "Whether it's King Arthur or the goddess! I just want to ask you—why, the figure in the red dragon is exactly the same as you, but you are still awake?"

"Didn't you guess it?" Goddess Rungomniard said with ease, "Since you have defeated Sir Galahad, you can understand it too. The ritual he performed is naturally what I want to do , driven by his own wishes and world consciousness, he just completed the incomplete ceremony."

"Do you want to let the red dragon wreak havoc, and then you subdue the red dragon as a goddess and imitate the Messiah? It's ridiculous, but the person who promotes the birth of the disaster wants to become a god worshiped by people?" Hiratsuka Jing couldn't No matter how excited she was, she just looked at the goddess in front of her with resolute eyes.

But Rungomigniad was puzzled instead:

"Do you think I gave birth to the red dragon? No, you got the concept wrong. It was you humans who made the beast with seven heads and ten crowns conceived in nothingness."

"Greed, hatred, short-sightedness, prejudice...Even in a different world, I can still see many of your ugly deeds from the world consciousness. In order to compete for resources, you use unwarranted excuses to fight, and you cover up yourself in order to save money The fault of the Chinese people, provoked disputes between race and gender for profit, and gave up the exploration of the star sea by drinking poison to quench thirst for short-term interests... Even if there are some groups that shine brightly and work hard, but more The drama of self-destruction is always going on on this planet."

"With so many factors leading to the destruction of the future, how could it not give birth to a beast that judges the population?"

Rungomigniad spoke in a calm tone about the status quo of human beings in his own eyes, but it made the people present feel unable to refute.

"No, you are wrong." Xue Nai propped herself up, her eyes were full of contempt, "You put yourself in the role of a judge, and then told everyone that you were wrong, what about you? Could there be something wrong? Can it save us [worthless] humans?"

She lifts her tone heavily on [Worthless], which is rather sarcastic.

Rungomigniad nodded instead: "That's right. I will save you—letting the red dragon come down and clean the population is just a matter of incident. And more importantly, when I appear to subdue it, let the world Everyone can recognize me, shake the world in the battle of salvation, erect the tower of the end in this world, turn back the age of gods, and completely replace common sense with the law of fantasy."

She opened her arms and looked at everyone with cold but subtly loving eyes: "This is the way to save, there is no other way to resist the shattered future."

Rungomigniad stretched out his hand, very sincerely: "You all come to help me. The world has returned to the age of the gods. Whether it is you who have the spiritual foundation or others who have acquired extraordinary power, they can all be transformed in the world. Obtain great benefits. The power beyond the heroic spirit, the life span of immortality, will be within your reach!"

Moreover, the scale of civilization has been reduced, and the power of non-ordered individuals has been enhanced, so that they will have the power to fight against the disaster that competes for [seat] in the future.

Rungomigniad thought silently, she could feel the heartbeats of many people present slightly accelerating, which made her full of anticipation.

"Then you will become a living god who rules the world, and we are your assistants?"

"That's right, boy." Rungomignard smiled.

This should be stable, right?According to the common sense given by the world consciousness, this is the eager wage earner who confirms the salary with the boss before applying for a job?

"However, I refuse." Fujimaru Tachika did not continue cosplaying, but looked at the goddess in front of her seriously, and replied unswervingly with her brilliant power, "Although I am very concerned about what you said about destroying the future, but It is also dubious that holding the Holy Lance but with great ambitions can bring the world back to the age of the gods. But even if everything you say is true, I will tell you. O Rungomigniad, the relationship between gods and men The time has passed!"

"In the face of terrible floods, we dredged side by side and built dams; in the face of food shortages, we worked intensively and cultivated fine seeds; in the face of a plague that had not been seen in ten years, we fought against the virus in the laboratory and at the scene of the epidemic... ..We fight against the sky, against the earth, and no longer expect the grace of a great being like a mechanical descendant."

"When a problem arises, we will solve it. It is not necessary to find a god riding on everyone's head to lead the direction of the future. Goddess, I hereby ask you to return to nothingness."

Fujimaru Tateka pulled out [Supreme Amura Masa] and pointed at Rungomigniad.

Under his encouragement, everyone began to overcome the oppression of Shenwei, and slowly straightened up, showing a fearless expression.

There is nothing to be afraid of.She's just a mere goddess, she should have been with the pile of old papers a long time ago.

Even if he was pointed at by a sword, the person he persuaded looked hostile, and Lungominyard only showed a little regret.

In her opinion, the value of people and people is a weight that can be measured - sacrificing up to one-third of people can be exchanged for the strength of all human beings and the transformation of the entire world, which is a very cost-effective thing .

But the people in front of them don't seem to think so.

Is this the difference between God's thinking and ordinary people's thinking?

The thought flashed through Rungomigniad's mind, and then she let it go.

"Don Stallion."

The spirit condensed, and a white horse in heavy armor appeared. Rungomignard swung his cloak and got on the horse.

The long spear in her hand, which seemed to be woven of white metal, also had an astonishing change.

First, the brilliance lit up, and the golden brilliance continuously leaked from the handle of the long gun, and then the gun body seemed to be unshackled, and the metal was broken inch by inch, leaving only a gun body formed of pure light.

Its light seems to be projected from distant stars, through which one can glimpse the chaotic scene where the sky and the earth have never been separated.

Fujimaru Tachika carefully placed the Muramasa demon sword in his hand in front of him, and made a defensive move.

But the familiar and smooth movements in the past still have some rigidity - it is the influence of the still existing coercion of the goddess.

Rungomigniad looked down at them, and suddenly broke into a smile.

not good!

Almost at the same time, Fujimaru Tachika understood what she meant, but it was too late to stop her with his blunt body, so he could only warn with his mind: "Be careful."

There was no time to specify the target, or even tell others, because the other party had already launched an offensive.