"What kind of follower is this?"
Of course, Kensi knew how powerful the Heroic Spirit in front of him was. However, he quickly remembered that the Heroic Spirit was the mysterious person who appeared in the sky above the outskirts of Winterwood City that night. He still thought that the Eight Cloud Traces was a demonic Heroic Spirit. It was an unimaginable miracle that it could use such a powerful method to isolate its aura.
Perhaps there was such a demon in this world.
" This demon," Elisfall, was completely exhausted. The explosion in the sky was directly absorbed by a turbulent flow, and then it returned to silence as if it had never happened. However, as a small holy grail, she could feel that the other party was not a heroic spirit, but a real demon!
He had to be sensitive to any heroic spirit. That was why she could feel it.
Moreover, the eyes that he had just opened were something that only the mysterious youth could use. It was completely different from the system of magic and was even more out of touch with the legendary magic. Perhaps it could be considered a different kind of magic.
"It's this yaomo again." Artolia stood in front of Alisfel and looked at the purple-black gap in the sky that had disappeared. She also looked at the lancer who was looking down at the sky.
Fortunately, Dilumudo had no intention of starting a war. Otherwise, Altoria would be surrounded by enemies from both sides, and she would be afraid of running out of mana. Behind her, Elisfall was also unable to provide much combat power. Fortunately, she could still sense that Aimiya Qitsi was still nearby, spying on everything that was happening.
"Looks like I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”Dilumudo pulled out a long pole from the ground. With the yellow rose in his right hand, he brandished his gun and the mana turbulence around him calmed down. Then, he received the retreat order from his Master, Kenneth.
"Ancient heroes who have been invited, I am the Conqueror King, Iskandar. Although I have come at a bad time, as you can see, I have something to announce here!”
Suddenly, the Conqueror King, who had been floating in the sky, drove the Divine Might Wheels. Lightning flashed in the sky as he spiraled down to the ground. Wherever he went, everything was destroyed. Accompanied by a boy's terrified cry, he finally left a ten-meter mark on the ground and stopped in this deserted port.
"He actually said his real name. How did this person become a Great Emperor?”The masters and heroic spirits who were controlling the demonic spirits, whether they were present or not, thought the same.
"Master of the Lancer, your order has disgraced a knight. If it wasn't for that assassin, I would have made you the first human I kill today.”
The Conqueror King, who was more than two meters tall, was wearing a red battle robe. There was a very neatly dressed little boy on the carriage, and that was his master, Wilber Wilvert.
However, his master seemed to be a little timid. He did not dare to show his face, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone.
"Isn't the assassin in the sky coming out to meet us?”The Conqueror King smiled at the sky. Just as he thought, an assassin with blood stains slowly appeared in the sky.
Eight Cloud Traces touched his chin and found it unbelievable. He watched everything that happened in the crack and did not give himself away. How did the other party know that he was still above?
"How did you find out that I was still there?”
"I think it's a wild guess where you are and whether you're still there.”The Conqueror King laughed, and then the Eight Cloud Traces didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It turned out to be a guess, but it was very accurate. He was indeed still in the sky, wanting to watch the theater for a while, but it was obvious that he would still be involved in the battle later.
"Heroic Spirit over there, are you willing to join my army?”The Conqueror King first looked at Dilumudo, who was preparing to retreat. Dilumudo shook his head and said in a low voice," I will not betray my master.”
"That's a pity. What about you, little miss?”He turned around and asked Artolia.
"I am also a king tier."
Artolia's face darkened. She was also a king, and a king would never submit.
Was this starting a war?
At the same time, as the king, the others who were still spying on him immediately noticed the hidden meaning of this sentence. The atmosphere was also a little solemn.
"At the same time, as the king, I am the Conquest King, and you are the king of that place?”The Conqueror King rubbed his chin and pondered. Since when was there a female king who used a sword?
"Are you looking down on me?"
Artolia narrowed her eyes. She felt that her dignity had been trampled by the king in front of her.
At this moment, the Conqueror King suddenly looked at a certain place and said loudly," Are there any other kings participating in this Holy Grail victory? If there is, then come out! The words of a king should not be stolen in the dark. Instead, they stood out openly and fought and killed each other. Kill! This was the place where the king bathed in red blood would return to!”
With that, the golden light appeared on a street lamp. The particles of light seemed to come alive and formed the shape of a person. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a young man wearing an assassin mask waving at him, as if he had known him for a long time.
"This is really bad."
The Eight Cloud Traces swallowed his saliva. He just didn't want to get involved in this muddy water. This body was only 16 years old. He could only open the gap and use some of his abilities as a gap demon. He didn't have much experience in fighting.
but. Intelligence was also a type of power.
the tracks of the eight clouds stretch out. He made his move and stood on the iron frame of the cart with the Divine Might wheels, waving at Gilgamesh.
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