Chapter 192 Disaster Medea: The Rudeness of the King of Heroes
() After a life-and-death battle, coupled with the cliff explosion after the battle, the entire team lost two plot characters and one member of the reincarnation team.
The lives of three people were exchanged for a large amount of gains. Such a deal was really a good deal. This was purely Chu Xuan's thinking.
But how can people's lives and feelings be described by interests? They lost their partners, especially the little hobbit, and were so sad that they cried like heaven and earth.
The rest of the people felt bad and stood there silently. It was not until more than an hour later that everyone managed to comfort these sad people.
Reluctantly mentioning the elves, they arrived at an elven camp before dark, took a break, and finally decided to go to the elven country of Karasgaton to meet Queen Galadriel.
Feeling the charm of this golden country, small and medium-sized pairs each gained something. Chu Xuan and Haotian also made a plan to kill Saruman with a sniper.
After receiving the Queen's blessing and gifts, they set out on the journey again.
Just when they relaxed a little——
"It's great. Kindness and courage, innocence and dreams. Although the reality is cruel, without these beautiful feelings, it would be really uncomfortable to destroy them, so it is best to destroy them with beautiful things.
"
Zhao Zhukong appears suddenly.
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"------"
...The trembling sound finally stopped.
Countless weapons tore, cut, and penetrated the body, then disappeared like a phantom.
There was only a lot of blood flowing on the ground.
"Ah...hiss...ah"
That is--
The woman, using herself as a shield, staggered and turned her blood-stained body around desperately, looking back to check on the man behind her.
"----"
Kuzuki still didn't say a word.
In front of him was the figure of the pierced servant.
...There is no need to hide it anymore.
Taking off her robe, what appeared before her eyes was a beautiful face that had never appeared in front of others. The woman slowly walked towards her master.
"Ah...Ah, ah..."
…………body weight ratio.
Dragging her dying body, the woman looked up at her master who could not move her eyebrows.
White fingers landed on the expressionless man's cheek.
"Ah---are you okay, mster?"
The voice was weak and inaudible, but it undoubtedly contained concern for the man in front of her.
Kuzuki remains unchanged.
Gently, ah, it was an answer, but his eyes were still not directed at ster.
"That's great. If something happens to you, it will be in trouble."
That'll be fine.
...No, seeing that the man in front of her was safe, the woman smiled happily.
"But, it's a pity. It's not easy to find what I have been looking for."
His fingers were still resting on his cheek.
The ster's body and legs have disappeared.
"Don't lament. I will definitely help you fulfill your wish."
Too plain an answer.
The vague dream was about to burst, and the woman burst into laughter.
"This alone won't work. Because, this is my wish."
---Just now, it finally came true.
The rare witch collapsed as if sleeping.
...The purple robe fell to the ground.
The robe that has lost its owner quickly becomes thinner, dissipates in the wind, and follows its owner.
"----"
Kuzuki watched ster disappear without blinking, and then fell together with her figure.
He couldn't forgive the rain of precious phantoms even if the ster was blocking him.
In a pool of blood, this cold man finally died with his servant.
"Ha, it seems quite touching?"
When everyone was silent, Jin Seservnt, the instigator, laughed contemptuously.
Shirou glared at the man but did not dare to move.
"Ah...well..."
At this moment, a delicate oriole cry came from behind the pool of blood.
It’s sber——
The ster has disappeared, and her bondage has been released.
At the very back of the church, in front of the altar where the punishments were performed, Sber fell down.
"Ah...well..."
Sber was lying on the ground, and the sound of hard breathing continued to reach his ears.
Immediately putting his fear behind him, Shirou ran over.
"sber...!"
Just a few meters apart, it already feels like a long time.
"——Shirou"
sber raised his head.
Seeing Shirou approaching, she let out a relieved breath——
Then suddenly, he hit him with his shoulder, sending him flying as he was approaching.
There was a sudden impact, and Shirou was not prepared for it. He was thrown several meters away, and his body was constantly rubbing against the ground.
At the same time, once again, the sound of steel colliding with steel sounded.
In front of the armed Sber, at the place where Shirou was before he was sent flying, countless swords thrust into the ground——!
"You actually want to touch my king's treasure, you are seeking death!"
It's that guy.
Looking down from a high position, the golden king said contemptuously.
"───Let me ask you. Why do you appear in this world, rher?"
Although his body had not yet returned to normal, Sber still stood up straight and looked at the golden king, and asked something that surprised everyone.
Do they know each other? Could it be——
"Sber, what's your expression? Do you want to say that you haven't realized it yet? It's been ten years since then... Really, you are such a stupid woman for keeping a man waiting for so long."
The man smiled happily.
"you--"
Sber's voice was trembling.
"But this time, I am not here just for you. This time, as promised, I am here to greet you."
The golden king jumped down from a high place and turned his gaze to Felicia, who had been silent. His unscrupulous red eyes looked like he was playing with his favorite artwork.
"Throw away your weapons and be my wife."
In an affirmative tone, this guy said this.
In this scene, under this situation, the golden king's words caught everyone off guard. Because it was so unexpected, everyone was stunned on the spot.
‘Are you kidding, rher is mine!!!
It’s a good thing we saved him last time, he’s just a white-eyed wolf!’
Before Felicia could move, Lin beside her suddenly became furious.
'How is it possible, this guy from Li, my queen, how can it-'
Sber also forced himself up and glared at this arrogant guy.
Felicia didn't say a word, but opened her palms towards where Ster had fallen.
A black light ball that was so beautiful that everyone could sigh emerged in the void, with a faint blue light, and floated slowly into Felicia's open right hand.
The spirit of Medea...
In Felicia's hands, she gradually faded away from the shrouded brilliance, revealing her final true face.
——A pistol that is completely black and exudes a strange purple-blue light.
Medea of Calamity, one of the twin guns paired with Medusa of Calamity.
Medea's powerful magic is reflected in the power of the child. Although the speed is slightly lower, the power is several times greater than that of Medusa!
It also has the ability to break demons. It can restore objects strengthened by magic, relationships connected by contracts, and lives created with magic back to the state "before the spell was cast." The closer the distance, the better the effect. Medea
The ultimate expression of betrayal of God!
Holding the brand new twin guns, Felicia looked coldly at the slightly startled Golden King.
"It's shameless to say that. To be honest, I'm not interested in you at all."
Coldly, Felicia rejected Wang Zheli's request.
"Ha ha--"
The golden king smiled instead of being angry and continued talking happily.
"That thing just now was given to you as a gift. As for your answer, it doesn't matter. I will forgive you for making mistakes every time. You must first learn to suffer before you can appreciate the happiness I give you!"
...like a mocking tone.
Arrogant and cruel.
"So, before you become my king's possession, you might as well have some fun first."
After saying strange words, the golden king raised his hand, seeing that the rain of precious phantoms was about to come again——
White light is flying.
Without any hesitation, Sber rushed towards the golden knight, slashing down with the holy sword with lightning -
One strike, two strikes, three strikes, four strikes————!
Every time Sber's sword collided with his opponent, a blinding light exploded.
Sber devoted all his remaining magic power to the sword, and continuously swung the sword and halberd like thunder and lightning like a storm.
The sound of swords and armor clashing.
The man didn't carry a sword. Facing Sber's sword, he could barely protect his head with both hands.
The invisible sword struck his armor like a mockery.
The sword was sharpened and sharpened on the surface of the armor, scattering lightning-like sparks.
--However.
Despite this, the golden armor still retains its original form.
"Oh, sber, why, could it be that I want another princess and make you angry? Your jealous expression is really nice."
Sber didn't reply, but raised his sword higher and unleashed a blow with all his strength.
"Qiang——"
Sber was knocked away by a black sword in the hand of the golden king, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
"A vengeful...curse?"
Trembling, he raised his body... Sber tightly held the invisible sword in his hand.
However, compared with the majestic appearance before, the powerful power is no longer visible.
She continued to resist the shackles of the ster, and her magic power was very low. The angry attack just now made her even more exhausted.
At this moment, a petite figure stood in front of her.
"Step down, Sber, it would be more appropriate to leave this person to me."
"Rher, I——"
Looking at Felicia in front of him, Sber wanted to say something more, but due to lack of magic power, he suddenly collapsed.
Frowning as she looked at Sber, who was holding his hands on the ground, gasping for air and desperately trying not to let his vagina disappear, Felicia slowly stepped forward and confronted the golden king.
"What was the last rher? It seems... we can start!"
After issuing the declaration of war, Felicia directly chose to charge forward!
Gilgamesh, the Ancient King, the armor and precious phantom on his body is enough to block most of her weapons. As a rher, if he fights against her, it will be like a pistol against a tank, with almost no hope of victory.