Chapter 111 It's cool to win against the waves? It doesn't exist
Cronpis and Michaelis were floating in the air and facing each other dozens of meters apart. Cronpis was shaking the hell fairy's torch, while Michaelis was holding the spear of Hades.
The magic power on both sides became more and more intense, and then they began to chant——
"[Lingfeng...[Kur...]]"
"Prison Talisman..."
"[...step and hug...[...Kigal...]]"
"[Flash...[Flash...]]"
"[...Underworld...[...Irka...]]"
"I lied to you~" Before starting to activate the "Noble Phantasm", Crounpis threw the torch with [Perfect Unknowable] directly out, and now, it finally hit Mikali
Silk hand holds the light gun.
"Boom!" The explosion that shattered the illusion directly caused the huge light gun that gathered huge magic power to come out of Migalis's hand!
"I know that my magic power is worse than yours at this moment, how can I fight against you, idiot? Being controlled makes me stupid. Am I the kind of fairy who fights uncertain battles?"
If it were the real Michaelis, knowing in her heart that Crounpis would use [Perfect Unknowable], she would use targeted detection magic from time to time. Sure enough, even if she could use her ability, there would be nothing in front of her.
This is not her either.
Although she didn't plan to attack the wave, the attack that Crowenpis was preparing to launch was genuine. She still had the torch in her hand. After all, she had a lot of "torches" inserted into her body just now. It was normal to have a spare: "Prison Talisman [Flash Stripe]
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Eighteen rays of purple flames lined up in a row, all hitting the red light gun. The red light gun made a sound like a metallic scream, but it remained strong and flew into the rock wall.
"Come back!" Migalis shouted, and as soon as she raised her hand, the giant red light gun returned to her hand.
Don't wait for Crounpis to pursue you, no longer free your real name, just throw it out!
Crounpisi's left eye flashed again, and the surface of the light gun that was rapidly magnifying in her eyes exploded, but it still did not disintegrate. She had to turn her body and miss a blow, allowing the light gun to almost miss her and fly back.
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Ignoring the lightning flashes and explosions behind her, Crounpis dodged several stone pillars and lightning that flew in for additional attacks, and rushed to Michaelis who was frozen due to throwing the spear. The torch turned into a lightsaber and was followed by a burst of Xiaji Eight Slashes.
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"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!"
"Uh-huh!" Migalis's body gushed out with colorless blood, and she fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Crounpiss fell sharply, and the shadow enveloped Michaelis for a moment. A large number of black ribbons from the imaginary space poured out, tying Michaelis into a "black and red rice dumpling", and there were several black ribbons.
It was inserted into Migalis's body and corroded, preventing her from breaking free.
After doing all this, Crounpis was about to turn back and destroy the light gun behind her, but it was Michaelis who spoke.
"Pisi...I have recovered...help me...eliminate...the card, or...kill...I, I'm about to...can't help it...go crazy..."
"Are you awake? If so, just recite 'Illusion Collapse' silently to your Noble Phantasm." Cronpis said that if she did this, it would be considered as proof that she had regained consciousness, otherwise it might be the enemy's strategy.
Although judging from the previous battle where IQ dropped, the latter can basically be ruled out, but you can still sail a ten thousand year ship if you are careful.
"The Noble Phantasm of Destruction...can it be lifted? I understand...the illusion is broken."
"Ah? It seems that the sunflower is less than twenty meters away from the impact point of the light gun?" Crounpis then remembered the useless sunflower, but it was too late——
"Boom!" The light gun exploded, and all the magic power that Michaelis had accumulated for several days was released. As a result, Crounpis had to open a force field shield to protect herself and Michaelis, who fell to the ground with residual blood.
Feeling that the weak connection between Sunflower and herself had not disappeared, Crounpis breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Michaelis, who had resumed her purple ruffled dress and had a pair of class cards lying on her body.
Just as Crownpis was about to pick up the pair of class cards, Berserker's card turned into ashes and disappeared.
"Pisi... I know you... want to take advantage of the enemy... but the enemy won't give... us more..." Migalis gasped and said weakly.
Berserker cards are blank. Blank class cards are used directly without connecting to the power of the heroic spirit. They will be damaged after use or when the magic power is exhausted. They are one-time use.
At this time, space begins to collapse!
"Quick! Dig upwards!" Michaelis suddenly became anxious, "This is... the reappearance... of the Age of Gods... the underworld... that is, the underground (the ancients could imagine the compiled myths like this)! If the underworld of the Age of Gods disappears...
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The edge of the giant pit——
Francesca squatted next to the "corpses" of Crounpis and Sunflower, patting them from time to time, then holding her face in her hands and saying: "Ah, where did the soul leave the body to fight? It won't really die.
Are you done yet? Wait a little longer?”
Francesca herself is also very dangerous. If she hadn't used illusions to deceive the world so that her and Cirno's souls were not taken away, she would——
I can no longer play well with Jeanne.
Even though this Joan of Arc with Ichiluno only has strength and no face or consciousness, Francesca always wants to bully Joan of Arc in her dreams. For her, who has to escape death even if she uses forbidden techniques on her body, it is impossible for her to escape death.
The act of cherishing one's own life is the taboo among taboos.
Only by living can one be qualified for self-realization. Relying on sacrifice to realize one's ideals is nothing but a fool's dream.
After self-sacrifice, you can’t even see the results. How can you say that sacrifice can ultimately lead to the ideal ending?
Do you refer to the heroic legends and ideological teachings in books?
Isn’t that what rulers and religions made up to make stupid people serve them?
The spirit of self-sacrifice must be denied.
As a human being, we must obey the instinct of human beings as creatures. This is human beings. Above this, those who fight (fight) for their ideals (interests) are the most lovable people and the most real human beings, Francesca
Love real human beings from the bottom of my heart.
But from time to time in the world, there are very few people who are brainwashed and become as dedicated as Joan of Arc. Nowadays, they are common in various suicide terrorist attacks. It is simply a blasphemy against humanity. She occasionally eats too much.
Go to those places to tease people for fun.
Francesca has been dreaming of punching the Saint and stepping on Joan of Arc for hundreds of years. It would be nice to have no meat to eat and drink soup.
Something interesting happened just now. The hair of Sunflower's "corpse" was just a handful of black hair at first, but the black color turned to golden red twice, and now it's nearly half. The black and yellow hair is so ugly.
But my skin seems to be getting better and better.
Francesca understands what this is. She has completely assimilated with her past self, but they are all themselves, so unlike the fairies who have assumed a certain mythical role for no reason, she does not feel any sense of disobedience.
Only by assimilating with your past self can you be so ideal.