hero?it must be me

Bedivere murmured, and after a brief trance, he said nervously: "That's the same light as the Holy Sword! I can't be mistaken... That's probably the outer armor of the Holy Lance Lungomeniad! "

Hearing this, Da Vinci also suppressed his smile, and asked solemnly: "Romani, how is the heat reaction around the holy capital?"

"Rapidly rising! And in this era, a wide-area gravity collapse phenomenon has been detected! It is basically certain!"

Roman said in a deep voice: "The world is starting to close!"

"—I see, the preparations have already been made."

Da Vinci loosened his brows: "Oh, is this considered to be over the top?"

"Why is Da Vinci so happy to kiss you?"

Lixiang looked at Da Vinci helplessly.

"You have to prepare for the worst... Well, it seems that the Lion King has already started, so whether we want to enter the king's city or prevent the Lion King from opening the tower of the end, we must first destroy this wall of light Just drop it."

Hearing Da Vinci's conclusion, Zheng Qi nodded: "Then—"

"no!"

Just when Zheng Qi was about to say "Leave it to me", a voice came from Zheng Qi's body.

Immediately afterwards, the blue starlight condensed into a fluffy cat and landed on Zheng Qi's shoulder.

The front paws of the magic book were pawed, and the pads pressed Zheng Qi's face from left to right, and those sapphire-like eyes were fixed on Zheng Qi.

"You can't use that trick anymore!"

"..."

Zheng Qi rarely saw such a direct display of such intense emotions in the magic book.

"why?"

Perhaps because of this, Zheng Qi did not insist on going his own way this time, but chose to ask questions.

"..."

"Mr. Zheng Qi, indeed, such powerful power requires Mr. Zheng Qi to pay a great price, right?"

Matthew on the side asked Zheng Qi worriedly.

Zheng Qi didn't speak.

It's not that he didn't want to answer, but that he couldn't answer either.

From his own feeling, after using that move, he didn't clearly feel what he "consumed".

But judging from the performance of the Grimoire...

"...you can see for yourself."

As he said that, the tail of the magic tome flicked, and the pages made of starlight appeared in front of him.

Zheng Qi glanced slightly, first startled, then looked at the magic tome in surprise.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Who knew you were so brainless."

"...meaning, if I use that trick again?"

"The remaining essence of thought is not so abundant, if you use it again, you will definitely overdraw yourself."

Zheng Qi was a little dazed.

Why did the tricks I learned from my father use the essence of longing as fuel——

No.

After all, why can I use the essence of thoughts to replace some of my [consumption]?

Moreover, the amount used is still quite a lot.

The essence of thoughts obtained after the two fights with Osmandis before was completely used up by the punch just now.

That's enough to exchange for a new piece of equipment.

Furthermore, if the essence of thoughts is not enough...

If it is overdrawn, what does it mean to overdraw what belongs to Zheng Qi?

Zheng Qi was at a loss.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"In short, don't use it until the essence is not enough to support consumption, Zheng Qi, okay?"

From the eyes of the magic book, Zheng Qi saw the meaning of pleading.

pleading?

Is that Grimoire?

"..."

Zheng Qi remained silent.

"Hey, Zheng Qi! Don't do stupid things by yourself!"

Sanzang grabbed Zheng Qi's arm.

"Brother, there is always another way!"

Li Xiang also took Zheng Qi's other hand.

Da Vinci and the others didn't speak, but they obviously left the decision in Zheng Qi's own hands.

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent, leaving only the revived shouts and killings from all around the holy capital.

Zheng Qi looked at the tower of light in the distance, and then turned his eyes back.

Just when he was about to say something, Zheng Qi frowned suddenly.

He abruptly pulled Sanzang and Lixiang behind him, and then kicked to the right side where there was no one——

"when!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded on the right side that should have been empty.

Facing the turbulent flow, Zheng Qi handed Lixiang to Matthew who was on guard, and looked straight to the distance on the right.

On the side of the bridge leading to the inner city, behind the chimney of a tall building, a figure quietly turned out.

"Even with such careful concealment, her head could not be removed smoothly..."

Holding Yaoxian with one arm, Tristan's opened eyes met Zheng Qi's sight.

"I don't want to believe this kind of result, but the facts are so ruthlessly placed before my eyes... Rebel Zheng Qi, you are still alive."

Tristan frowned, with a sad expression on his face: "How can a monster like you survive His Majesty's ruling?"

"In this way, the trap I set will lose its meaning..."

"How sad, Lord Bedivere, I did not wish to see you this last time."

"...There is nothing more to say between me and you, Tristan."

Bedivere shouted: "The Tristan I know is not here! And no matter how half-hearted I am, I am still a knight of the King of Knights!"

Hearing this, Tristan actually closed his eyes and smiled.

"Finally, you have the same state of mind, Bedivere, that's right, there are no knights of the round table here, we are the knights of the Lion King, and we can take the lives and happiness of others without hesitation for the sake of our own survival." I'm sorry, but that's all I have now."

Saying so, Tristan's fingers tightened the demonic string——

"Whizzing!"

Two breaking winds passed by Tristan who took a step back.

"What happened, why are you still here!"

Bai Mao, who suddenly appeared behind Zheng Qi and the others, complained.

At the same time, as the sneak attacker who threw the two poison darts, An Mi was crawling on another roof not far from Tristan.

"That damn thing is troublesome, right! You should deal with that instead of entangled with this guy here!"

Baimao passed the crowd and walked towards Tristan: "Leave this to Hassan..."

She looked at Tristan, her voice suddenly became hoarse and cold: "We and this guy have a lot of old scores to settle!"

Facing the strong hostility and murderous intent revealed by Baimao, Tristan just showed a contemptuous smile.

That appearance, as if to confirm what he just said...

There are no humble and impartial Knights of the Round Table here.

Here, there is only an evil ghost with a heart like a beast who is loyal to the Lion King.

Tristan closed his eyes tightly, but his attention was still focused on Zheng Qi.

He knew very well that at the moment when the king had already started to act, among the mob, only Zheng Qi might be able to bring trouble to the king.

Therefore, no matter what, he will not let Zheng Qi pass through here, cross the inner city, and go to the royal city——

"Krypton Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

A burst of wanton and deafening laughter suddenly came from the other end of the cloud.

The laughter was so loud that it could be clearly heard anywhere in the holy capital.

"Ah, this way of laughing."

Lixiang looked towards the sky along with the laughter in surprise.

"Ugly, ugly! Too ugly! What a mess!"

"Sure enough! Lion King! You are really cornered by the remaining brave men!"

In the depths of the clouds, a super-giant magic projection is showing a wildly smiling face to everyone who looks there.

And behind the magic projection, there is actually a ship——

and many more?

Is that a ship?

Is it an airplane?

still--

"Could that pyramid be able to fly?!"

Sanzang called out unconsciously.

"However! This is also a matter of course! You have to be grateful to Dade for being beaten into such a mess by a brave man recognized by Yu! The Lion King! Huhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Sitting on the throne, in the great temple that flew into the sky, Osmandis patted the armrest happily.

"Your prophecy has come true, Pharaoh Osmandis, the Tower of the End appeared in the holy capital."

Nitocris, who was standing by, reported.

"Heh heh heh, of course! The Pharaoh knows everything! Hehe, since the brave men that Yu valued have already achieved this, then Yu should give corresponding rewards!"

Osmandis waved his hand: "Open the eyes of the Great Temple! The Light of Dendera, activate!"

"Pour all the magic power allocated for defense against Suzheng into that big light bulb!"

"Next, Yu will use all the savings of the Great Temple to execute the punishment of the Great God for the pair of Holy Capitals!"

"Yes!"

I saw Nitocris picking up the staff in her hand, and several strange magic circles started to rotate.

"Pyramid Composite Armor! Release! Big light bulb, magic power compression acceleration ceremony! Start! Keep the output from the hot sand level to the dark night level stable!"

Following Nitocris' operation, the entire Great Temple began to vibrate.

Enormous and incalculable magical power, along the countless ritual circuits buried in the Great Temple, rushed towards the common final place

This turbulent flow of magic power even caused strands of golden arcs of magic power to rise gradually in the Great Temple.

"The Lion King guy must have forgotten about Yu. The reason why he didn't execute the super long-distance divine punishment on the holy capital before was to warn you of your troublesome sanction light, but now it's different."

Osmandis looked down at the scene of the holy capital projected by magic in front of him, with a smile on his face that would remind Zheng Qi of the past.