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Chapter 61, Beheading

As Sansong chanted the true name of the Noble Phantasm, his magic power surged, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. Countless black hands suddenly emerged from the originally gloomy execution platform, from under the ground, from the air, from everything.

He flew out from every corner he could think of, grabbed Yagi's arms, grabbed Yagi's legs, and tied his body.

These are the souls of those who once died under the guillotine.

But now, as Sanson's Noble Phantasm unfolds, these undead souls are only thinking about how to drag down one more beheaded ghost to accompany them.

Those were not actual tricks, but they were indeed entangled in an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, binding Yagi Xuezai's entire body tightly.

At some point, on both sides of him, tall and elegant wooden piles rose into the sky, and at the top of the simple door-shaped structure, a huge oblique blade hung above his head.

This is! Guillotine!

Yagi Xuezai was startled, knowing the danger, and wanted to get away. However, the black wrist wrapped around him could not break free at all. The place he touched seemed to have lost consciousness, cold and numb.

Every part of the body does not obey its own commands and cannot move at all.

So cold...

Can't move...

The guillotine appeared for just one second, giving no one any time to react. The huge blade fell towards Yagi Yusei.

Dion was stunned. She, who was closest to him, reached out and waved her sword blade, trying to cut off those black hands. Of course, her sword blade did not feel like cutting those wrists at all.

Sanson's Noble Phantasm entrusts his entire understanding of death.

As an executioner, he beheaded countless lives, ended all kinds of lives, and his hands were filled with heavy lives.

All this weight, infected by madness, turned into a sharp blade of attack, cutting hard towards Yagi Xuezhai!

What can resist this is not strong defense, or resistance to curses, or the luck of being able to avoid crises, but [strong spiritual power that transcends death]. If there is no persistence to [break one's own dying fate]

It is extremely difficult to avoid the death effect brought by the guillotine.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Yagi Xuesai, who had already guessed his future destiny, roared wildly and desperately tried to activate his magic power.

The blue magic power burst out along his body, without choosing a direction, simply bursting out. He was like a burning blue flame, just burning his own magic power.

This is a trick Altria Alter has used before. She spurts out magical flames from her body and drives back the enemies around her. I have experienced this power personally.

However, the all-conquering magical flame failed to work as it did in its original form this time, and did not burn out the hands around him.

Rather, there is no harm at all...

It was as if his own attacks could not move this arm.

"It's a Noble Phantasm!"

Arash noticed it at that time. He raised his bow and lowered his hand, and shot eight arrows in succession. He accurately calculated the speed of the guillotine's fall. Each blow hit the huge blade of the guillotine. He only heard an explosion of magic power, and a huge diagonal arrow.

There are eight more holes in the sickle blade!

However, the falling momentum did not slow down and continued to fall rapidly!

Siegfried narrowed his eyes. The great sword Balmonk in his hand was already full of magic power, and he slashed towards the blade of the guillotine. The dusk-colored magic power turned into a hemispherical wave, which resisted the falling of the blade.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Atila swung the rainbow sword in his hand twice, and the extended rainbow light easily cut off the pillars of the guillotine on both sides.

Being attacked continuously by so many servants at the same time, Sansong's Noble Phantasm could not withstand it. The entire guillotine was shattered before the blade fell.

because……

The servant who provided the magic power can no longer provide magic power.

"Sang Song! How can you attack Master An Zhen! Absolutely not!"

The executioner, who was high-spirited before, now screamed, his whole body ignited with blazing flames, and his whole body disappeared in red.

"Qing Ji!!! You actually... betrayed me!"

In the flames, Sanson's eyes widened, he waved the sword in his hand and let out a wail like a demon from hell.

He didn't expect that Kiyohime would actually break free from the Dragon Witch and the twisted obsession given by the Holy Grail, and attack one of his own!

The reason why the Dragon Witch unscrupulously adds [Madness] to her followers is to prevent betrayal. Those servants who have responded to the summons have long been tainted by the Holy Grail and cannot go against their will.

Even a great hero like Vlad III, a warrior known as the Shield of Christianity, had to attack Fujimaru Ritsuka without conscience and tried hard to restrain himself, which resulted in a semi-suicidal effect.

How is it possible that a small character like Qing Ji... who ran away from nowhere... how is this possible...

"What the hell! It's impossible! You actually... violated... the summoner's will?!"

"Hmm, Sansong, you probably can't understand it. Ah, it's really sad. As a man, you can't understand it, right? For women, this is a very simple reason: for women, for the sake of their beloved

To break through all the shackles of someone else, this is exactly what a woman loves!"

For the one she loves, no matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles, Qing Ji has the confidence to break through. This is the power of love!

In fact, until now, resisting the will of the Dragon Witch and the Holy Grail made her body feel as if it was burning and she was in intense pain, but she still had a happy and calm smile on her face. She finally reunited with Lady An Zhen,

Moreover, this time it was Master Anzhen who was sharing two persons. This was obviously God’s test and reward for Qing Ji! It must have been her sincerity that moved God!

Surrounded by overflowing happiness, Qingji couldn't care about anything else.

Looking at Yagi Xuezai, this [somewhat dirty Anzhen-sama] was attacked by a noble phantom and was about to die. How could he care about anything else?

Judging from the quality of the servants alone, Qing Ji is not enough to defeat San Song.

However, Kiyohime, the protector who awakens because her lover(?)'s life is in danger, is different.

In addition, Yagi Xuesai had just cut off his legs and penetrated his side. Sansong was also feeling very uncomfortable. He had to forcibly release the Noble Phantasm, which consumed even more magic power. This directly led to the lack of magic power now and he was directly involved.

He fell into the flames and was burned to death by Qing Ji!

"I have not...brought to...the...sir...the perfect death...the perfect...Mary...Queen...Mary..."

Whispering such words, Sangsong fell to the ground and stretched out his hand towards the beautiful face that was out of reach in the crowd.

The flames gradually disappeared, leaving only a residue.

Qingji took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of sparky gas, spread out her fan to cover her face, and looked a little uncomfortable.

This battle was clearly seen by the people in Nancy, and everyone was stunned. The battle only lasted fifteen minutes from the beginning, but that damn executioner! He was actually dead?!

That demon... is dead?!

"Long live!!!"

There were chaotic cheers from the crowd.

Maybe he felt it was not uniform, so he paused, and then there was an overwhelming cheer.

"Long live! Long live! Lord Savior! Long live!"

Among the group of cheers, only one person lowered her head. She shook her head regretfully, not really understanding why Sanson shouted her name so crazily.

"Sansong... the executioner's sword can only kill sinners... blindly killing innocent people will definitely lead to such evil retribution..."


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