This is a vision of the feasts of the gods, and a vision of the delirium of the unclean gods.

This inexplicable spell reached the sabre's ears.

Then, in her opinion, the "gray" began to spread.

Under the mysterious and charming sound of words, starting from Wang Mu's fingertips and slowly rising to his wrists, they were replaced by gray skin. And he that was covered became the hand of the dead, dry and terrible, rising up in the darkness like the left hand of death.

Wang Mu felt the power of the Immortal Hand and was sure that he had not mistaken the spell.

Who knows, just like that, a pinch pricked his nerves, followed his brain, and made him almost unable to stand up.

"This is the way in which the Book of the Dead was written...... which killed me is completely incompatible with the modified version of Laraya's text......"

Wang Mu hissed, panted, and immediately put his hand on Alice Field's—I mean on his chest.

It slowly sinks, like the surface of a lake.

Get it! Alice Field's Soul ......

Wang Mu raised his eyebrows, and his other unmutated hand was placed on Alice Field's forehead. His own magic began to invade her brain.

Memory, personality, completely stripped away.

During this time, he carefully bypassed the core of the Holy Grail, made by the House of Aine Zbelen.

Confirm!!!! Divest!

"Ahh

The sharp pain woke Alice from her sleep, and she let out a pitiful wail. Her hands and feet struggled with the instinct to protect her body.

At this point, Saber dutifully completed the task, gently pressing her hand on Alice's body, holding her firmly in Tron.

The pain of losing a soul is unimaginable, and it can be even more unbearable than cutting flesh with a blunt knife. In order to avoid destroying Alice Field's soul, Wang Mu must do something.

For example, the enslavement spell.

Based on the medieval concept of "slave" and "master", the mantra that transforms man into the attributes of a performer, abandons personal emotions and all thoughts, and presupposes the creation of tools.

Now everything in Alice Field is completely under her own control. As long as she performs this art, she can minimize her pain through external forces.

In addition, the old masters of this art are the "Toad God", "Icahn's Sleeper", "Satogonia", the lazy big frog refuses to move, is forever in a kind of "holy laziness", driving only his servants and relatives to bring him food.

This is also recorded in the Book of the Dead.

He took Alice's soul in his hands, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear.

"Fear me, surrender to me, open your heart, and do not resist me...... Listen, in the depths of Icahn, the toad is singing a long old song. The lazy God waved his long whip and said, "If you don't need pain, please respect me more than your father, your mother, please respect me." ”

With Wang Mu's spell, Alice gradually calmed down, but she now looked more like a vegetable than a sleeper than she was at the beginning.

"Sabre, you can let her go." Wang Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Sweat ran down his face, and he didn't have time to wipe it off.

With his physical resistance reduced to a minimum, he gently waved his left hand and took out a piece of fluorescent jade from Alice Field's chest. It's not a flash, it's something like a billowing mist—the human soul.

Wang Mu didn't look closely, the fierce jade gem was attached to her head, absorbing Alice Tian's personality and unifying her inside the gem.

"Called...... It looks like everything is going well.

"Wang Mu, you study very hard."

Saber smiled, took out a towel from the side and handed it to Wang Mu.

"Thank you.

Wang Mu wiped his hands and collapsed on the sofa behind. The gray on his hands faded, and the dark green magic mark erupted from his heart, taking over the chassis that belonged to him.

"That gem contains the soul of Alice Field, and I cut a piece of flesh from her. He picked up the cup next to him and poured cold water into it.

"Hmm...... Sabre, please don't leave this house just yet. ”

"Why?

"The gem could not leave Alice Field's forehead for twelve hours. Now it's like a magnet, absorbing Alice Field's personality and memories.

Saber put his hand on his chest and replied to Wang Mu.

"I swear to the King of the Knights of England that no one will disturb this ceremony."

The final defeat is irretrievable, but God has given her a chance to start over, and this time Alice Field must not be allowed to die!

"Haha, don't be so serious. Archer has withdrawn. There are only three living souls, two of whom are still in this building.

"That's what I said......"

"Miss Knight King, don't be a scholar at this time." Wang Mu patted the seat next to her and said to her. "Come and sit here, and we'll talk."

After hesitating for a while, Saber sat on the sofa next to Wang Mu.

"What's the big deal?"

"Almost. Isn't this your first time in this war, Pretoria?" It was a question sentence, but Wang Mu had already determined that he couldn't be sure, and now it was just an exchange of words.

Hearing this, Saber froze, and then relented again.

“… Is it really obvious?

"Of course, your attitude towards the various heroes, as well as your familiarity with the martial arts and strategies, are different from what I have seen before."

"Before? Have we met before?

After a moment of reflection, it was convinced that he had never seen this dark-haired boy at war or in England.

But he knew his secret...... "Hmm...... It's too cumbersome to explain, and there seem to be some limitations on my side as well. The Queen Mother frowned, looked at the pop-up "Forbidden Words" magazine, and sighed helplessly.

What the? I couldn't even speak.

"To understand that vision of the future and time travel are not the same thing."

Nodded amicably. She fully understood Wang Mu's pain, because she was also restrained by the power.

"Leave it alone,... What I'm really trying to say is, can we be 'friends'?"

The foreshadowing above is exactly the sense of identity that Wang Mu is trying to gain and make it more natural.

"Of course, we fought together, and you helped me fulfill my oath to defend Alice Field. Of course, we are friends. ”

After saying that, I was confused. She always felt that Wang Mu had something to say.

Was it her hallucination?

"Well, I thought you'd hate me forever for killing Miyagi and talking to you like that." Wang Mu patted his chest exaggeratedly and made a gesture of comfort.

“… I've always hated the idea that the palace was a pagan, but there was nothing I could do about it. The thought of destroying the Holy Grail made Sabo unhappy.

"Wang Mu, if you have anything to say, please finish it together. I always feel like you have important things to say to me. ”

"It's a temporary secret."

Wang Mu blinked mysteriously and fell on the soft thigh of the saber.

"Miss Knight, spare me."

"On my lap? Saber frowned.

"Please, thank you..."

After a day of running, his body had reached its limit, and Yuwang was constantly urging his brain to sleep.

When he looked at it, Wang Mu fell asleep quietly, his face as pure as a child.

What made him so obsessed with victory that he even committed the crime of murder?

Perhaps he has the same obsession as himself.

's face was mixed with the expression of the person who gave him new hope.

She hesitated for a while, thinking that it was still winter, so she gently put her head on the sofa cushion, took out a white quilt from the wardrobe, and covered Wang Mu's body in case he caught a cold.

And the saber leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and silently fulfilled his knighthood. For the next two days, Wang Mu stopped worrying about Webb and Iskandar. Instead, he spends his precious spare time researching the secrets of the Book of the Dead in preparation for the next world.

During this period, he was awarded the title of "Shu Official" due to his fast learning speed. He mastered many mysterious spells that he didn't know before, and he also learned some complex undead arts.

In retrospect, Wang Mu was still an ordinary person before. Such a rate of progress cannot be described as terrifying, only as "miraculous".

"Toothache...... Did you eat too much sugar?"

Sitting on the steps of Liudong Temple, Wang Mu rubbed his chin and complained.

By the way, the man has spent all his money, and now he can eat with the blessing of Sakura. The latter didn't care at all about Tong Yan leaving her property at night, and when the Queen Mother heard the need to throw everything over, the Queen Mother apparently trusted.

Well, scum raised by women.

"Is tonight the time to decide the Holy Grail?" Saber glanced at Alice Field on the floor and tightened his grip on the sword.

"I don't want to waste any more time."

Wang Mu patted the dust on his pants and said to Drumudo behind him. "Knight, I have sent out an invitation. Are you going to fight one-on-one or group fight?"

"I knew I wasn't the king's opponent, so it was the sabre's turn."

Today seems to be happier than usual. He knew that after defeating the knights, he would have to fight the king of knights, but this was exactly what he wanted.

The battle between the knights will end tonight.

“。”

"Yes, my lord."

"I can't thank you enough for your help during this time. I'm really honored to be your teacher, Wang Mu!"

Infected by Dirudo's emotions, Wang Mu also solemnly thanked the loyal gun heroes.

"Come back, then, with your glory, and you are worthy of your knighthood."

"Huh... Lord, don't underestimate me. Perhaps it was the saber that was tormented.

He laughs and says he knows he's going to lose, but he doesn't want to be overtaken by a merciful God.

This is a thunderstorm in a cloudless sky. This is the signal for the rider to arrive.

Wang Mu felt the intensity of the battle, patted his shoulder, and said to him, "Alice, please look at him." If someone comes near, kill him. There won't be a problem. ”

"Understood."

"Sabre, let's go."

Wang Mu draped his coat on the ground, walked down the stairs, and walked towards the battlefield chosen by the rider. Saber nodded to Durum and followed him without hesitation.

-

Ryder and his master, Webb Werther, came to a clearing at the foot of Liudong Temple.

The ox clung to the ground excitedly, as if it couldn't wait to trample the enemy to death with its hooves.

The red-haired man untied the reins from his hand, picked up the skinny Webber like a chicken, and gently placed it under the car.

"Why are you following me, child?" He scratched his head and said. "It's really dangerous. While spearmen and sabers are noble heroes, the master is not the best. In addition, my opponent will not give me the opportunity to be distracted on the battlefield.

The strange form of Ainsibelen still haunts Iskandar's mind. It is indeed an evil being that can fight and even crush spirits.

"Stupid!

Webber shivered in the cold wind, but the fire in his eyes was hotter than anyone else's.

"You can't even see the face of your enemies, how can you be your master?"

No one knows his weaknesses better than Webb. If he does not face danger now, not only his strength, but also his character will leave a lingering shadow in the future.

"That's right.". Rarely, the British king also began to hesitate.

"But as you can see, Archer's battles with sabers, berserkers, and spears aren't necessarily Archer's secret weapons. The golden sword alone is a headache.

Archer's battle with the saber was so fierce that there was no reason for the rider not to know.

In fact, the triumphant kings drove the wheel of divine power and watched their battles from the sky, with the characteristic of flying through the air before the heroes began to fight.

However, in the end, the most powerful heroic king is defeated, the true treasure of the saber, and the mysterious treasure of the blow that prevents the world from changing color. It's going to be an uphill battle......

"I didn't expect the famous king of conquest to be afraid...... Webb said uncharacteristically in a deliberately provocative tone.

If you're so scared, don't fight, it's no better to raise your hand and surrender...... Painful!"

Before he could finish speaking, the defeated king fell to the ground with a thud.

"What you say is stupid, what you formulate is strategy, what you think is countermeasures, what you think about is not a sign of cowardice, but a sword on the road to conquest." The red-haired man was punching himself in the mouth and shouted.

"This bullying doesn't allow me to retreat!"

This was the creed of Iskandar's kingship and the supreme way of life that he would not give up after his death.

Webb understood this when he saw his own spiritual expression.

It was an expression of excitement, and the stronger the enemy, the greater the joy of defeating the enemy.

In the face of a powerful saber, Iskandar is not timid, but more aggressive.

What the...... At the end of the day, I had nothing to do...... Webb smiled helplessly.

The teenager raised his clenched right hand, displaying the unused command spell. This is the shackle that binds the hero and the biggest obstacle in his path to overlordship.

"Follow the order, rider, you must win in the end!" First, disappear.

"By order, knight, you must take the Holy Grail!" Second, disappear.

Webb took a deep breath and read the third command in the silence of The Conquering King.

"Finally, as a spell, knight, you must conquer the world!"

The light of the three spells flashed, and 4.3 clearings were once again shrouded in darkness. Only the light of the stars is barely visible.