"Come on, shine. Even if the original power is limited by the thirteen restraints, the farthest spear will glorify the light of the stars and shine. The pillar of light that sustains the surface of the world, the Holy Lance Lengominiade. Here began to shine brightly, incarnated as the holy spear in my hand, the spear that shines far away. ”

Facing the final attack that those death knights began to launch against him around him, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's face did not have the slightest solemnity in a predicament. Some of them only have a relaxed expression that has been completely soothed from the beginning.

However, although Zhuang Xiaoyuan's expression was relaxed, she did not stand still in the face of these death knights' attacks. Instead, he threw away the sword of victory of the oath in his hand, raised his right hand high, and began to shout to the world.

As Zhuang Xiaoyuan muttered words that seemed to be incantations and chants, the three character cards that were originally in her body, Mordred, Artoria, and Okita Soji turned into different lights and began to merge with each other.

And at the same time that the three cards in her body began to merge, a brilliant golden light also fell from the sky and began to gather and appear in her hand. It was a golden pillar of light like a knight's spear, a knight's spear made entirely of light.

"Let's start a new round, rat who doesn't dare to show his face. Now is the time for those of you who tarnish the name of the gods to see the Spear of Light. His right hand tightly grasped the spear of light that appeared in his hand, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan slowly pulled out the spear of light as if he had pulled out a sword from his scabbard.

As Zhuang Xiaoyuan pulled out the spear of light, a powerful storm suddenly erupted, and with her as the center, it directly blew out all the death knights who came closer. At the same time as the storm broke out, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's body also began to grow rapidly.

The originally petite body became taller, and the originally gentle curves began to stand out. When the sudden storm gradually stopped, Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who was standing in place, had completely changed his appearance.

Although a face that is very similar to the previous state can be vaguely seen, compared to the previous form, Zhuang Xiaoyuan at this time looks more mature. It's as if I've grown up from my original state.

"Divine level, impossible, why would you have the power of divine level. Obviously, it was only a mere emperor before. Witnessing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's changes, the stiff face of the death knight who was possessed by the necromancer actually showed an expression of surprise that was impossible to appear.

"You're a failure. The two kings of the White Kingdom and the Yellow Kingdom have sensed the god-level power that I have hidden from the very beginning. And you, as a god of the same level as me at this time, didn't even notice it. Is it because they're very sentient, or are you just a false god? ”

Gently flicking the red cloak behind him, Zhuang Xiaoyuan raised the spear of light in his hand and pointed at the death knight in front of him with an incredulous expression. There was an indifferent expression on his face, but his tone was full of mockery.

"False god, that's right. You are a false god, you must be a fake. How can the emperor level become a god-level existence all of a sudden, you must be a fake god-level, let me die. Arctic Beam. ”

Shaking his head in disbelief, this necromancer of the Purple Nation couldn't believe that the victory that he had been so sure of would make such a mistake.

Therefore, after hearing Zhuang Xiaoyuan say the word pseudo-god, his face immediately showed a fierce expression, and without hesitation, he once again released the extremely cold beam that had injured her before.

However, what he didn't expect was that in the face of his attack, Zhuang Xiaoyuan actually stood motionless, just staring at him quietly with those indifferent eyes. And what he didn't expect was that his attack was actually wiped out directly after getting close to Zhuang Xiaoyuan.

"It's also a god level, I think you should know it, this kind of attack will not be effective. Not to mention that I have the ability to be immune to all negative states [the most distant protection]. Even the divine power of the god level itself is immune to the effect of death. ”

Shaking his head gently, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's gaze was still indifferent, as if it was the negative effect of this transformation state, although Zhuang Xiaoyuan still had his own emotions in his heart at this time, he couldn't show it from his expression.

"Impossible, how could the god level be so easy to reach. You must be fake, Death Coil, Terror Aura, Chaos Beam, Undead Impact, Hellfire. ”

As if he hadn't heard Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words, the necromancer was still immersed in his own world, and frantically released his skills at Zhuang Xiaoyuan. However, no matter what kind of skill it is, it can't hurt Zhuang Xiaoyuan in the slightest.

Most of the skills used by necromancers are abilities with negative effects, and these negative effects are more important than lethal. And for Zhuang Xiaoyuan at this time, what he is most afraid of is the ability to have this negative effect.

"I don't have time to play around with you here right now, this showdown is over. It's a pity that he obviously has a god-level aura, but he doesn't get god-level power. ”

There was no intention of continuing to entangle with the necromancer, and when the necromancer was releasing various spells on his own, Zhuang Xiaoyuan directly raised the spear of light in his hand and shook it gently.

Golden light flew out of this spear of light in an instant, directly engulfing the necromancer. When the golden light flickered, the necromancer in place was completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace of ashes behind.

"Hahahaha, do you think that's the end of it? No, it's not enough, the god level is an immortal existence, and it is impossible for me to be destroyed. And you, a false god doomed to perish, fall in my endless army. Turn on, my dark ritual - Death Withering. ”

Just as Zhuang Xiaoyuan eliminated the necromancer with a casual blow, the necromancer, who was supposed to be completely wiped out in that blow, made a sound again. This time, however, the voice came from a skeleton on the other side.

The spear of light in his hand flicked again, and the golden light flashed, and the skeleton that made the sound was wiped out in the golden light along with the large number of undead creatures around the skeleton. But in the next second, the necromancer's voice came from the mouth of the zombie on the other side.

At the same time as the second sound came out, a strong undead aura began to emerge from the borders of this world, and countless bone dragon bone demons and death knights rushed out from these undead aura.

Even, in addition to these three powerful undead, there are many other varieties of powerful undead creatures that also manifest from the undead breath. Shadow Fiend hidden in the shadows, exuding the abomination of corpse poison, and countless self-exposing zombies that dance with the ability to expose themselves.