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Chapter 28: Who still remembers the King Mow by the Daming Lake?

"you--"

Saber's eyes were filled with shock and annoyance.`

But what she can do in a short period of time is nothing more than that, because

"Well, saber, you seem to have forgotten something very important."

Su Mo had a joking expression on his face that made people want to punch him at first sight. Then he reached out and patted the knight girl whose whole body was frozen in place except for her head.

"After all, I'm a master."

"Lich King Artas!!!"

Unable to be angry, Saber called out the heroic spirit of the man in front of him.

"I should be aware of the evil when I hear the name of Lich King. You, Su Mo, who can summon him without using the holy relics, is indeed not a good person!!!"

He stared at Su Mo with his eyes that seemed to be eating people. Saber's magic power began to surge, and the ice on his body began to crack quickly.

"Hey saber, although I can understand that you hate me now because of some small misunderstandings, but is it a bit rude to just judge Arthas at will?"

Su Mo saw Alsace's cold expression, which was exactly the same as usual, and he always had such a cold expression.

“It’s useless to say more!!”

"It's useless, Alsace let go of his hands and feet! I'll go to the caster and bring those children here to see if she agrees!!"

"you--!!"

clang--!!

"I've seen enough, now, don't get in the way of master.`"

Alsas, who had already been disengaged from spiritualization, suddenly pressed against Saber, who had just broken through the ice and was about to pounce on Su Mo.

Kak

With this simple sword, the biting cold air spreads arrogantly in all directions, and the land within a radius of more than ten meters was sealed by the cold ice.

"Then defeat you first!"

Although she saw Su Mo's firm and confident expression before, Saber's heart was shaken for only a short moment. Now she knew that if she could not defeat Alsace, her sword edge would be completely unable to touch Su Mo in a short period of time.

"You can't get through."

The voice was cold and cold. The frost sadness on the Lich King's hands was extremely deep.

Caster cannot be considered strong, in fact, in terms of magic power, he is only considered a half-baked person - of course, even a half-baked person is much stronger than Su Mo and Wang Ming.

But there was another treasure in his hand that was quite troublesome, "Luoyan City Teaching Book".

This book is bound with human skin to form a magic book. It can summon and slap monsters in the deep sea.

Not only that, it has the ability to act as a magic furnace heart. It can ignore the magic power of the artist himself and act at the level of magic ritual spell.

The above records the forbidden knowledge about the ancient evil gods before the emergence of human beings.

So even though the caster itself is not powerful, it is because of the existence of this treasure that he can now compete with Wang Ming for a short time. Of course, the main reason for this is that

"Wang Ming, are you playing?"

Su Mo flew down and destroyed the strange-shaped aliens under him with one sword, raising his eyebrows at Wang Ming with his back hand.

"Just move your muscles and bones a little. I had a fight with you before, and although it was pretty good, it was still a little worse."

Wang Ming twisted his neck and shook the blood stains on the blade on his hand.

"You still need to continue to grow, Junior."

Wang Ming glanced at Su Mo with a look that seemed to be encouragement, but probably more provocative, then raised his knife and pointed to the caster standing behind countless monsters, grinning:

"You're here now, how about we'll compare?"

"Wow? Who will kill the caster first?"

Su Mo turned his head and asked.

"certainly--"

After saying that, Wang Ming bowed and exploded with amazing magic power of the order of magnitude, shattering the surrounding sea monsters in an instant!

"But, since it's a competition, don't fire the map gun~"

Just as he was about to sprint, Wang Ming turned Su Mo to the caster with a smile and raised his sword and pointed it at the caster. And slowly gathered the magic power that made him scared, this guy was decisive and cowardly - it was not that he did not have a map gun-style strike similar to Su Mo's magic cannon, but his moves required considerable preparation time.

After all, although Wang Ming, as a half-true ancestor, has quite amazing magic power, at least he believes that he has met a guy with more magic power than him after traveling for so many years, now he saw Su Mo's bottomless magic power as an abyss, and even made him once have the guy standing in front of him like a magic crystal - just a magic crystal that compresses the magic power of a small world.

‘Absolutely don’t compete with this kid who killed more monsters!’

Wang Mingjun said that a nuclear bomb could not make him afraid, but if it was an infinite nuclear bomb, plus a short preheating time and no cooling required, he chose to surrender.

“fervor, mei-sanguis (boil, my blood)”

Mercury drips on the ground, gathers, expands, and turns into a blade to cut the walls in front of you and crush them.

"Kenneth Elmeloy, the ninth head of the Achipolude family, is here, the magician of the Ainzberen family, I bet on glory and life for the Holy Grail, and I will come to distinguish you from the top!"

The man, who was dressed rigorously and delicately. Although the shape of his head was ugly, was meticulously combed and walked into the castle from a large hole cut out by mercury on the wall and shouted his name.

Kenneth Elmeloy Achipolude, a magician who appears quite stubborn in many ways.

But it is undeniable that he has a considerable degree of persistence in the so-called glory of being a magician - even if it even seems to be a bit pedantic to the point of being unreasonable in the eyes of many people. However, those who persist always gain, and he has been called a genius since he was a child.

As evidence, he was surrounded by a huge spherical mercury - vo1umenhydrargy milk (vo1umenhydrargy milk) was its name. It was made with mercury weighing 140 kilograms as a carrier, using the physical characteristics of mercury combined with the fluid operation that the magician himself is good at. The moon ruler fluid is the most favored ritual clothing in Kenneth's many collections. It can be brought to participate in the Holy Grail War by him, which reflects the power of this magic clothing.

However, not all magicians have such persistence as he is, such as Kiritsugu Emiya.

Although his generation is relatively shallow, he was born in a magic family. His father, Juxian, even sublimated his family magic that specializes in the body or in small causal time, and in the fourth generation, this shallow generation has been sublimated to a genius in the sealing designated field.

However, he did not have the so-called "magic's glory" in his mind, which was worthless in his opinion.

Click—

Holding his breath and hiding in the shadows, Emiya Kiritsugu finished preparing his gun.

How long has it been since I went to the battlefield?

He almost forgot the smell of gunpowder.

How long will it take to send the bullets in the gun into the enemy's body this time?

The man who was once called the "magic killer" made many magicians sneer but fearful, raised his head and snatched the cigarette in his mouth. (To be continued.)

ps: Hahaha, I didn’t update last night because of some scams. Today I was going to have two updates, but hey~ (run with your head, don’t slap in the face)

Yoxi, I'm going to work hard for high school math homework, and I'm shocked to hear that I'm going to hand in my homework tomorrow, and I'm now in a broken heart, painful, and desperate-

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