Fang Qiuling in the sky silently lowered his arm.

With his actions, the "sledgehammer" floating beside him lowered the muzzle of the cannon.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue attacking, it's that both magic cannons have been overheated, and the mana stored in the large cylinder has been depleted.

- Succeeded?

Xiao Hanyun's question came from the psychic link.

- I don't know, but I don't think there is.

Fang Qiuling frowned tightly and stared at the top of Samuel Castle.

The terrace where the "miracle that has been born" is shrouded in dust. The sudden concentrated attack of the Heroic Spirits caused a small-scale collapse of the law, and the dust that now enveloped the entire terrace was actually the product of the collision between the shattered law and the real world.

- Does the plan need to continue?

Xiao Hanqi's voice also sounded in the heart link.

- Of course.

Fang Qiuling reached out and gently touched the magic cannon floating beside him. With his touch, the silvery-white magic array unfolded on the two cylindrical magic cannons, and they began to deform. Then there was the large cylinder used as an energy tank, which quickly began to shrink.

- I'll leave it to you later, I hope everything goes well.

In just a few moments, the two magic cannons completely fused and turned into a black technology firearm more than three meters long with a sense of futuristic technology. The large cylinder became a palm-sized "magazine" that "clicked" into a groove in the front of the firearm.

It is more than three meters long, and the muzzle diameter is more than a hundred millimeters. In a sense, this is not a gun, but a cannon!

- No problem! This kind of weapon, "she" has definitely never seen! I can't bear it!

Xiao Hanqi's voice was full of the trust and affirmation of the other party's Qiu Ling.

- Hopefully...... You have to be safe!

Xiao Hanyun's voice was more worried.

- Well, I see, I'll be careful...... Let's start the countdown. Next, keep the psychic link silent.

The armor buckle on the upper arm opens, and the two large round shields attached to the buckle detach and become two activated shields that can be manipulated by the mind.

Fang Qiuling held the futuristic black technology firearm in his arms, and then began to rise in height.

- Good!

- The countdown begins, and there are five hundred and fifty-three seconds left!

The dust that hung over the top of Samuel Castle gradually cleared, and the terrace came into view.

The terrace is in devastation. The carved railings were shattered, most of them crushed to rubble. The floor paved with blue jade was full of pits, as if it had been smashed over and over again by a heavy hammer.

Armed with weapons, the Heroic Spirits took over the entire area of the terrace in a surrounding manner. There was no conversation between them, but their expressions were extremely solemn.

"Heh, hehe......"

Laughter came from the dust in the middle of the terrace, a slightly hoarse female voice.

“…… It was a very nice surprise. ”

The hoarse female voice is soothing and soft, with its characteristic magnetism. It's like a girl who has received a gift from her lover and is spoiling her lover. She likes it with accidents, with a bit of anger in accidents, and full of tenderness in anger.

Her voice was not loud, it seemed to be a whisper in her lover's ear. But whether it was the heroic spirit who was close at hand or Fang Qiuling who was far away, they could hear it clearly.

As the dust cleared further, a slender female figure in a puffy skirt appeared.

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The heroic spirit holding the giant axe took a heavy step forward, and with the action of stepping forward, the giant axe in his hand flew out of his hand. He didn't wait for the dust to completely clear, so he would strike first!

The sudden attack of the Heroic Spirit holding the giant axe affected the surrounding Heroic Spirits. The Heroic Spirits who maintained the encirclement posture erupted again, attacking the slender figure in the dust. The fighting spirit containing the law and the brilliant brilliance of the spell instantly flooded the terrace again.

The second round of outbursts was as good as the first. But...... The hoarse female voice didn't seem to care at all, and still said in an unhurried tone:

"Lord Advent. If there is no problem with the memories extracted, your name should be ...... Thurik V. Norn, right? ”

The figure in the center of the terrace didn't shout loudly, but Fang Qiuling, who hadn't approached in the air, heard it clearly. It's as if the sound is coming directly to the ear regardless of distance and the medium of transmission.

“…… Although I have to praise you, Master Thurik, the surprise you brought is really very 'touching'. Especially the bell in your hand, which uses lightning as a 'bowstring', and the thing that explodes. These two things must have used knowledge from other worlds, which is really a little amazing. ”

In the dust formed by the scattered fragments of the law, a white, slender hand appeared as if it were completely unaffected. I saw that this woman's hand waved gently, as if to wipe the dust off his hands. With this simple act, the surrounding time and space instantly stood still, and then shredded like a picture scroll. The Heroic Spirits' dense attacks are all "nullified".

“…… However, with these 'gifts', people still don't feel satisfied. At least it's far from what people expect. Other words...... It's not enough! ”

As the hoarse female voice fell, the terrace was instantly clear.

There was not the slightest wrinkle in the gorgeous garment, not even the bangs on the forehead.

Pandora's pretty figure appeared on the terrace at the top of the castle. She looked leisurely, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, as if to tell that she was in a very good mood at the moment. The slim posture shows the beautiful posture of women to the fullest.

The expressions of the surrounding heroic spirits remained unchanged, but their eyes couldn't help but become a little heavier.

"It's your turn."

Pandora smiled and snapped her fingers. With the crisp snap of her fingers, a dark golden aura instantly unfolded around her, followed by several snow-bright lights.

"And now, it's my turn, it's my turn."

A sudden dark golden aura swept over the top of the castle in an instant. The pit blue jade floor immediately began to corrode, not from the attack of strong acid, but from the inside out, as if there was a kind of decay that had been denied.

When the wizard on the lower floor of the terrace saw this dark golden aura, he immediately pulled out a portal, jumped into the portal and ran without looking back. The three melee spirits also did not hesitate to turn around and run, only to see them leap down the high terrace and disappear in the blink of an eye.

The archers hiding in the distance and the Pegasus Knights in the air continued to attack without hesitation, but whether it was the magic arrows or the magic javelins they fired, the dark golden aura began to corrupt as soon as they got close to it, and then little by little they turned to ashes......

- Damn! It's the most troublesome Chaos! Ladies and gentlemen, it's our turn to fight again! Hey guys, why do I say "again"...... Wow! Space interference!

The wizard Frederick de Adlerkreitz complained loudly in Psychic Link. The portal opened in the sky not far away, and his slightly embarrassed figure fell out of the portal, falling for a long distance before hovering in the air.

- Old slippery head, did you miss it? Every time you rely on the portal to escape, one day you will overturn! By the way, you slip away, I'll help you leave a way back.

This is a slightly teasing female voice, and the owner of the voice is Magdalena Ragheim, the assassin who used a dagger to cause the explosion of a large cylinder. Her figure melted almost completely into the shadows of the castle, and the dark golden aura that swept through it completely distorted the shadows around her, but it didn't hurt her in the end.

- Got it! Isn't it chaos, look at my Viper Seven Probes!

Aiden Tisilius, the "Spearman", had a slightly flirtatious voice, full of indifference. As he fled, he stabbed a hard shot in the back and struck it upward. The dark golden aura that followed his figure seemed to turn into substance at that moment, and was raised high by the spear, and then flung to the other side.

- Frederick, you coward, you know cowardice!

Obreen Dürrenmatt, the founder of the Deharus family, laughed loudly, his voice full of heroism. He fled the fastest, appearing on the outermost wall of the castle in the blink of an eye.

-! O'Brien, you brute, get out of the way! Dead open! Hey! No one will help you this time, you are asking for a lot of blessings!

In the air, Frédéric de Adlerkreitz scolded. He cursed as he began to cast spells. With a gong-like voice, a complex magic circle gradually emerged from under his feet.

- Hah! Unafraid! Chop one to like one, hack two to earn a pair!

Aubrien Dürrenmatt's laughter grew more and more heroic.

Fang Qiuling's heroic spirits are all from Elune. And the most commendable thing is that they are all heroes of the same era and the same region. Not only do they know each other, they are very familiar with each other, and they have fought for the same goal on the same battlefield. At this moment, thanks to the call of Filia, she incarnated as a heroic spirit and re-incarnated, and the tacit understanding between them was still undiminished, and the laughter and scolding were full of the tacit understanding of old friends reuniting.

Fang Qiuling kept all these voices in his heart and was silent.

- Ladies and gentlemen, this is the chaos born from the "ultimate evil", the power of "twilight"! It's a rare opportunity for us to meet such an opponent! How, confident of winning?

Olof Johann von Alfred, the first of the four founding heroes of the Kingdom of Karthas, and the first person under the founding king Richard Olosika von Karthas. He took a few steps back, then raised the arm shield in his hand, and pushed back with a dark golden aura!

- No, no, no, we have no faith! But...... I can guarantee that I will run the fastest when there is danger!

Anne Sophie von Oott, Pegasus Knight. Her voice was crisp, as if she could see a black demonic tail wagging behind her back in a psychic link.

- Shhh......hh

The archer, Pamran Belse Sommaruga, booed. His figure appeared in the commercial plaza outside the castle, and when he raised his hand, he fired a series of arrows in a row, aiming directly at Pandora. When the three arrows came out of the string, his figure instantly blurred, and he disappeared again.

The Heroic Spirits immediately began to heckle in the Psychic Link. Laughter and noise rang out.

- Alright, that's the end of the joke.

The calm voice of Olof Johann von Alfred made the atmosphere in the psychic link solemn again.

- Everyone, for the sake of victory!

Olof Johann von Alfred raised his shield and launched a countercharge.

- For victory!

A neat shout rang out from the psychic link. The other Immortals then attacked again.