Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 1171 Activation of the Third Magic
Altila was angry, for the first time in her life, she was so angry.

Driven by this emotion, she went back to the source, assimilated with herself on the moon, and returned to the earth in the form of the shattered giant Sephalu.

Her purpose is only one, to destroy his murderer and protect her and his important people.

She also thought about the final outcome.The holy sword of the star is nearby, and when the time comes, let its owner destroy itself, just like in 4000 years.

This idea did not succeed in the end, because she was not the only one who had a similar idea, but her intentions and dedication were all true, which no one could deny.

However, no matter what kind of thinking and starting point you have, some things must be done, and some existences must be eliminated, because from the perspective of the planet and human beings, their existence is wrong.

Shinji stared at Altera, gritted his teeth and said:
"Remember what I said? If you become like this, you are my enemy, and I will do whatever it takes to bring you down."

"Hmm... I remember... so... come... defeat me... like that holy sword user..."

"I am not a holy sword user, and the sword I want to use is not a holy sword."

The five fingers of the right hand spread out, and a three-edged long sword composed of the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue fell into the hand. It was Altila's treasure "Sword of the Military God" when he was a servant.

For some reason, the Servant disappeared for a while, but the sword still did not disappear.

Shen Er turned the sword upside down, with the blade facing down, the hilt facing up, and the hollow pendant at the end flipped up, ejecting a ray of light straight into the sky.

"Mars continues, there are still 2 seconds before the launch—"

At the end of the light, outside the atmosphere invisible to human beings, a series of spells comparable to the "end sword Enki" quickly took shape, releasing a laser that is a thousand times thicker and ten thousand times stronger than light.

This is the true usage of Attila, the king of the Huns, the treasure "Sword of the Army God".The three-color prism is not a sword at all, but a pointer for positioning. When the real name is released, it will drop a huge beam of light from a distant high altitude to carry out wide-area annihilation on the designated location.

The satellite laser weapon of the Age of Gods, an anti-army and anti-city treasure of A++ level, its name is:
"Teardrop Photon Ray!"

The space-based energy fell from the sky, and its power was enough to break through mountains and cities. However, the giant god who was hit directly did not receive too serious damage.After passing through the initial stage, there is a tendency to further increase the absorbed energy.

The painful voice of the giant god came from the beam of light, not because of physical injuries, but because of the struggle of human nature.

"No... this sword... is designed to hit... not to defeat me..."

"I know, I just want to get acquainted with your sword." Shen Er flicked his wrist, and the sword of the military god turned again, "Although I want to defeat you, but that is the last resort, before that, let me work harder—— —Altila, will you believe me?"

"Well, I believe you." He replied without hesitation.

"Then, I will respond to you with all my strength and declare——"

Heaven and earth change color.

The scenery around the boy disappeared, replaced by boundless darkness.

Not because of a change in the weather, but directly replaced by a completely different scenery.

As if blaming it, all elements came together to undo his actions.

This scene is so familiar, it happened more than 1000 years ago, and it happened more than ten years ago.

It is a wonderful scene when the magicians who hold magic in their hands by chance, completely lift the cover called "magic" for the first time.

"Well--"

The lightning flooded, mercilessly destroying the boy's body.

Miracle would destroy the world, so the world itself moved to obliterate him.

In the severe pain that burns the cells of the whole body, consciousness seems to disappear in this world.

But he won't flinch.

Such pain and isolation are all to keep one's soul connected to the "root vortex", which is the price of using magic that surpasses humans, planets, and even the universe.

He grits his teeth, stays awake, and contends with the shape of the universe.

The load burned both his retinas and nerves.

And at the end, he saw light.

"Declare in my true (shen) name of revealing the soul!"

Countless voices penetrated into his soul, asking him to help and stop, but he ignored them all.

He put his hand deep into the end of selflessness, and touched the truth of magic.

The order of the world, the meaning of existence, the will of the planet, and the will of mankind are all speaking to him.

That kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

The boy knew that magicians were the enemies of the world.

Now, there is only one reason to push the boy forward, to find a glimmer of hope to save Altila.

The miracle he seeks, the power he craves, the glimmer of hope to save Altila.

From the beginning to the end, what the young man desires is not destruction, but salvation.

How similar to the former Aoko Aozaki and the former Kishua Zellich Shubein Ogu, the reason why the magician is a magician may be because of such a simple reason.

The order of the world is broken, abandoned by the planet, abandoned by human beings, and things far away from the world have returned.

The rules of the world are rewritten.

The scenery is constantly changing, like countless revolving lanterns, turning at the fastest speed, reflecting countless records and countless times.

There are humans, there are monsters, there are gods, and there are demons.

Countless, inexhaustible, unknown.

It's like looking back on the history of a planet, and the time of ten thousand years or 10 years has to be completed in an instant.

"—Order (Three), collapse here (Soul materialize words.)!"

as stated in the manifesto.

The third magic, after an absence of 2000 years, reappeared on the earth, showing its own appearance.

In an instant, the desolate mountain changed its appearance and became an ocean of light.

Pure white light, infinite light.

Only the surrounding bare trees and the previously dug potholes declare that this is still the original world.

The density of magic power soared, and the overactive "big source" made every human being in it feel dizzy and vomiting to varying degrees.

"This, this is—"

"The order has changed, it's not the modern order, it was the order when I was alive."

Medea is not human and has no adverse reactions, but the horror in her eyes is heavier than anyone else.She would have felt joy when she was first summoned, but now she felt nothing but fear.

"But why?"

"Just look at the lights and you'll see."

The speaker is Solomon.Only this magic king who also came from the age of gods and has a higher level can find the answer before Medea.

Medea quickly adjusted her mood and focused her gaze.

In the next second, the emotions that had just stabilized lost control again.

"He, Great God Hecate!!!"

(End of this chapter)