The glory of the people will never die (Crystal Palace)
It carried pure and holy magic power as it surged towards Jack the Ripper.
That light was so holy, as if it could wash away one's sins with just a glance.
Jack, who had been momentarily stunned by Wilbur's little magic trick, was undoubtedly slapped to the ground by the pillar of light.
The magic power of human worship was rapidly reducing Jack's existence.
In other words, he was about to be purified.
The Treasured Artifact that had once killed the Dark Jade of Arc in a second showed its might once again. Jack the Ripper was undoubtedly seriously injured.
Wilbur smiled bitterly as he felt the mana in his body being drained.
He was indeed a good-for-nothing. Even the magic power provided by an ordinary relic would drain all the magic power in his body.
Just like what Teacher Kensi said, I wouldn't be able to achieve much in magic if I didn't inherit a powerful magic circuit.
Wilhelm shook his head as he felt the emptiness in his body.
It had to be said that the level of a Magician was greatly related to the magic circuits and magic marks on their bodies.
People like Osamu Tozaka who relied on his talent in alchemy and his powerful creation ability to reach the crown rank were always the minority. Other geniuses who reached the 'designated crown rank' through other means were the strongest enchanter in the world, Araya Muneren, and Akasaki Orange, who sealed the designated pain.
Among them, the relationship between the Yuanban Contract and Huangye Zonglian could only be said to be an ordinary classmate relationship. Perhaps there was also a relationship of mutual use. The two had used the origin of awakening and a favor as a price to make a deal, so the Yuanban Contract still owed Huangye Zonglian a favor.
If he was right, Huangye Zonglian's so-called help should be to 'help' him connect the two rituals.
However, Yoshiaki himself did not hate it at all. It just so happened that he had a channel to contact Sister Shi, didn't he?
As for Aokazaki Orange, it could be said that Tozaka Osamu and the puppet master were mortal enemies. Ever since Aokazaki Orange was sealed by Aokazaki Aoko, Tozaka Osamu had pursued Aokazaki Orange at Aokazaki Aoko's request. Although he had let her go at the last moment, she probably hated him a long time ago. After all, Tozaka Osamu, who shamelessly called that lady 'Crimson of Pain' back then, must have hated Aokazaki Orange to the core.
On the stage, Mary was still bleeding, but her heroic spirit constitution kept her standing.
Her master was still here. She didn't want to fall just like that.
Wilbur's face was filled with anxiety. It was very simple. As a First Born (Count) level magician, he was not good at healing magic. He could not even stop the bleeding on Mary's body.
" I'm really useless," Wilbur laughed bitterly at himself. His talent as a magician was really too poor. Although he had always encouraged himself with the fact that he was a genius, he knew his own level. It should be known that at his age, Kensi had already climbed up to the level of " designated position of sacrifice," while Wilbur was not even as good as " opening position."
"It's okay, Master."
Mary covered the hideous wounds on her body and asked Jack the Ripper,
"Why did you do that?"
Jack the Ripper's face revealed an innocent smile, which made people want to embrace her.
"It's very simple. I want to return to your stomach.”
The smile on her face gradually twisted, like a demon.
"Think about it. I don't have a mother. I can't even be born. Naturally, I only have one wish: to return to my mother's stomach!”
Hearing Jack the Ripper's words, Mary couldn't help but shake her head.
"If that's the case, then let me purify you!”
Her face revealed a compassionate expression, which made Jack the Ripper feel so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.
Why are you pretending to be a saint now? Where were you when we were suffering?
As she thought of this, she squeezed the Saint Mother of Disintegration tightly.
The black dagger emitted a pitch-black light along with its master's anger.
At this moment, the audience in the concert hall had all left. A figure appeared at the entrance of the concert hall. He slowly walked onto the stage and frowned slightly when he saw the blood-stained stage.
It was the master of the assassin Jack the Ripper, a man named Yan Feng Qili.
He stood there, and just his murderous aura made Wilbur tremble.
"The Magician of the Clock Tower? Wilbur Velvet?"
he asked. His voice was filled with determination, causing Wilbur's legs to go weak.
"Yes, may I know who you are?"
Wilbur asked in puzzlement. He didn't know who the person in front of him was. Although he was wearing the priest uniform of the Holy Church, he was clearly not the very old Supervisor Yan Fengli.
"I am Yan Fengqili, a participant of this year's Battle of the Holy Grail.”
Yan Fengqi replied calmly. He frowned when he saw the heavily injured Jack the Ripper, but he didn't say anything.
" If you give up on the Holy Grail War now, I can represent the Holy Church to protect you. You can seek protection from the Holy Church for the next few days.”
He was patiently guiding Wilbur in a vain attempt to make Wilbur give up the heroic spirit and withdraw from the Holy Grail War.
This way, he could achieve victory without bloodshed.
Even if the other party did not agree, it did not matter. Whether it was the strength of the heroic spirit or the level of the master, the other party was far inferior.
If the other party did not agree, he would just kill him.
Yan Fengqi thought to himself. He had killed countless magicians, and as an agent, he had experienced countless battles with magicians.
He didn't care about a newbie Magician like the First Born.
"That."
Wilbur hesitated. He didn't know if he should agree. He didn't want to fight anymore.
He looked at his heroic spirit and showed an obvious rejection expression on Mary's face.
God's Grace was in effect once again, and Wilbur's absolute beauty made him lose his focus.
Then Wilbur seemed to have made up his mind. This was the first time he was so determined.
He shook his head firmly at Yan Feng and rejected his good intentions.
"Then, let's fight!"
Yan Fengqi announced the start of the battle in a loud and clear voice.
He rushed towards Wilbur empty-handed. His fists were infused with mana and became extremely sturdy.
He perfectly demonstrated the beginning of Bajiquan
He leaned forward and pressed his strength on his front foot.
In an instant, the ground on the stage was shattered by him.
Then, he charged towards Wilbur like an arrow leaving the bow, bringing with him immense strength and ear-piercing sounds of air being torn apart.
At this moment, the battle was about to start!
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