I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Demon Bodhisattva smiled and left the imperial palace. At the moment she left, she showed a lingering expression.

Thinking of the golden arrow that pierced the Lord of Relief, her heart was turbulent.

"That was recorded in Mooncell... In the super mythical age, [Akasha's Arrow] was expelled and sealed. I didn't expect that it actually existed... However, I actually thought of using Akasha To deal with Akasha, people in the super mythical age are really amazing."

The Demon Bodhisattva glanced at the empty imperial palace, shook his head, and followed the rules of Age.

It's no use thinking about it. What's important is that she has to fight for herself now!

Chapter 49 Because in my eyes, you are all weak!

Tirnano.

With the help of Ambrosius, the lord of Tirnano, and Skadi, who mastered the wisdom of Runas, Tirnano's reconstruction plan was completed in just a few hours.

A brand-new Fortress of Tirnano with the concept of the Three Realms [Heaven, Earth and Human] has been completed.

The uppermost [Heaven] realm is the final core, while the lower [Earth] realm is the front line to resist the empire, and the [Human] realm is for the second barrier after the fall of the Earth boundary, with extremely long strategic depth.

With the completion of the Three Realms, Gaia also heard news that Gems Weng had successfully summoned the heroic spirit and was on his way back.

A few hours after the news from Gaia, a strange message fluctuated suddenly in Ternano.

"Are you here?"

Shi Lang got up, and drove everyone toward the plain.

On this vast plain, several "kakaka" sounds suddenly opened a huge void crack.

Then one after another, people exuding powerful wavelengths, walked out of it.

No, it is not accurate to call it a person.

Should be called——,

Hero!

Because each of their names has been remembered by the long history, and their deeds have been praised by later generations.

They are heroes, even if they die, they are the souls remembered by the world.

Heroic!

"They're here, Shirou!" Skaha reminded.

"Yeah."

Shirou nodded and clenched his fists.

No army is more reliable than this, and no army is stronger than this.

Here, there are not a few people who kill the gods with one enemy and ten thousand, and establish a reputation.

This is the army of pan-human history, and it is also the barrier of pan-human history.

The last fortress!

——The Heroic Army!

However, precisely because this army is too good and too powerful, it is also the most difficult army to lead.

And just as Shirou expected.

Among the heroic spirits summoned by Jewel Weng, many of them were Chaldean Servants. They already understood what happened, so they didn't dislike the act of being summoned, but also understood the crisis of the situation.

However, it was not a magician who summoned them this time, let alone a Master. It can be said that they are a group of wild heroes.

Since there is no Master's control, how can they serve anyone?

Not to mention, there are also emperors who have created great achievements, ambitious careerists, and unruly godslayers. Who is willing to subdue?

However, there must be one person to unite them, and there must be one person to unite them, otherwise, no matter how strong it is, it will only be a mess.

And loose sand cannot save one's own history.

Shi Lang took a deep breath, facing these heroic spirits, he actually felt nervous.

But he knew that he had to do it.

Because he is still alive, as long as he is alive, even if it is bad and painful, he has to endure, but as long as he recalls the joy and the touch of life, he can have the courage to move forward.

He must do it.

Not for the great cause, nor as the eternal king, but to regain his own history and own future in the name of Fujimaru Shiro.

Shirou slowly took firm steps.

Skaha looked at his back with a faint smile on his face. Go ahead, Shirou. That's where you should go.

Are you coming? Mei Lin looked at Shi Lang's slender back. He thought of the young man who bit his head and claimed the king at the beginning. When he recovered, his face was already full of emotional smiles.

Time flies, and years are wasted.

Everything is different, and that boy is still that boy.

Shi Lang projected the sword in his hand, and magic power poured into it.

The brilliant white light attracted everyone's attention.

Many fierce spirits frowned, and the berserkers let out an angry cry.

However, Shilang's expression did not change, but slowly walked to the high platform prepared in advance so that everyone could see him.

With his bright eyes staring at the crowd in the audience, Shi Lang said loudly: "Listen to my voice, the one who gathers in this realm, the improper heroes! We are lives bound by lusts. , Even if we became heroic spirits, we have not changed. We are selfish individuals..."

Halfway through the conversation, many kings frowned unhappy, such as the Sun King Ramses II.

There were also many kings who showed interest, such as the king of conquest-Iskandar.

There are even more arrogant kings who are above the top, sneer, such as Gilgamesh.

"Who are you..."

Before Ramses II had finished speaking, a sharp sword suddenly cut through the air and flew towards him.

Ramses II stretched out his hand and grabbed it, turned his head and looked around, only to see Old Flash holding his arms around his chest, looking at him arrogantly, "Listen to him, King of the Sun."

Ramses II was a little angry. When he was about to get angry, he saw that the old sword beside the old flash slowly pulled out the sword, and frowned: "Sajiao loves songs, holy swordsman...? "