Hellish Affairs

The mysterious heroine X, who has experienced many experiences in the Servant universe, can see the essence of the other party at a glance.

That is definitely not an existence that ordinary servants can contend with.

"Marshal Gilles de Ray, the True Ancestor Romulus of the Empire, Jason the heroic spy, and Nicola Tesla, the scholar of the Divine Realm."

This mysterious figure counted the culprits who were defeated in the previous singularity and distorted the times one by one.

Walking slowly, he said contemptuously: "I thought they could be useful to some extent, but they can't even play the role of servants well. It's really disappointing."

Hearing this, even a silly kid like Mordred could understand it all at once.

"So it was you who caused the incineration of humanity?!"

"Ridiculous, I just accelerated the process."

Finally, the demon king who appeared in the sight of Chaldea and the others had a cruel and tyrannical smile on his mouth: "Of course it is you stupid human beings who destroy human beings! Your hopelessness and ugliness make you finally go to hell. It's over!"

At this moment, suddenly a storm-like magic power hit from a distance.

Like a fan-shaped slash sweeping across the entire space, it slashed cleanly as if sweeping up the rubble and trying to cut the enemy in half.

"madness."

The magician who didn't change his expression just glanced at the spearmen in the distance.

The howling wind stopped abruptly in an instant, turning into magic power and dissipating in the air.

As a Lancer, Arturia could feel that at that moment, she was watched by an existence beyond the gods.

Then the treasure in her hand could no longer be used, and the storm that had accumulated on the holy spear disappeared without a trace.

"How dare you make such useless resistance, who do you think is standing in front of you now?"

Although he was attacked, the mysterious man who did not fight back looked proudly at the crowd in front of him: "I am the ultimate goal that you and others are pursuing, the king who uses the 72 pillars of demon gods to destroy mankind."

"Remember it for me! I am Solomon, the magic king Solomon! One of the seven crowns standing at the apex of many formless heroes."

After hearing his words, everyone was so shocked by this fact that they couldn't speak.

The voice from Chaldea seemed to be very surprised: "It's actually Solomon, the king of ancient Israel..."

"Pfft-"

The sudden laughter interrupted Dr. Roman's words, and it was also transmitted to the ears of the guy who called himself Solomon.

He frowned and looked at the master from Chaldea: "What are you laughing at?"

"Well... I remembered a funny thing."

Joyas said with a smile.

Called himself Solomon in front of the parties.

And the person involved had to pretend he didn't know anything and said, "Wow! It's Solomon! That's amazing!"

Presumably anyone who sees this funny scene can't help laughing, right?

Romani Akiman in Chaldea had shut his mouth and no longer pretended to be surprised, otherwise his shame would be enough to kill him.

"...So it's really rude of you to wait for these human beings."

Getia, who didn't know that his real body had been exposed, looked sullen: "I planned to save your life, but now you should be reduced to ashes, and then you will repent for your rudeness in hell!"

Huge magic power suddenly emerged from his body, and the shining summoning circle instantly filled the surroundings.

The next moment, the familiar that seemed to be rooted in this land broke out from behind Gaetia.

Their bodies are pitch-black and dotted with countless crimson eyes, revealing their figures.

Everyone who faced Barbatos just now was very familiar with this ominous atmosphere.

This 'King of Magic' was able to directly summon multiple Demon God Pillars!

Artoria and Mordred couldn't help being surprised by the strength of the enemy.

"Burn it all! Survivors of Chaldea!"

The mass-produced Demon God Pillar squirmed at the same time, and the turbid and dirty gray mist with a corrosive atmosphere spread to the entire space.

Then the dense red pupils stared at Joyas Pendragon at the same time.

The scorching magic power was transformed into countless lasers in an instant, all of which converged on one point.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The storm-like attacks fell on the holy sword user continuously.

This kind of majestic momentum is like trying to completely smash the enemy, not even wanting to leave a little bit of debris.

Artoria and Mordred, who were holding the mysterious magic sword, immediately rushed to the attacking imperial pillars, ready to take this opportunity to defeat these demon god pillars.

They need not worry about Joyas Pendragon at all.

Because the holy sword user guarded by Avalon has the "absolute guardian" that ignores all magic and physics!

Even if there are twice as many Demon God Pillars to attack Joyas.

He must also be able to be protected intact by the independent Utopia.

It's just that they couldn't just watch Joyas being beaten all the time.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind them.

"Holy Lance, pull out the anchor—"

The Storm King, holding the Last Gun, looked angry: "Smash the enemy's spear, the hatred that curses all things... annihilate everything that stands in your way! Thirteen Fangs! Shine on the Last Last Gun (Rhongomyniad)! "

Like a thunderbolt, a spiral of black magic power was released from the tip of the Holy Lance like a storm.

Chapter 364 You Have Been Strengthened, Hurry Up!

The gun of doom, which was supposed to destroy everything, was swung at this moment to protect others.

Artoria, who was holding it, was filled with incomparable anger.

No matter how powerful the opponent is.

As long as she infects the person she values ​​most, even the crowned heroic spirit will definitely do her best to protect it!

The storm is howling, and the magic is rushing.

At this moment, the power of the radiant light engulfed the multiple Demon God Pillars like a stream of light.

"boom!!!"

The power of the Age of Gods was fully exposed at this moment.

Under the astonishing torrent of magic power, even the number of demon pillars used by the magic king could not resist.

The black and filthy flesh was torn into pieces, and the scarlet pupils burst into particles.

"Interesting, I am a little impressed. Is this the power of a heroic spirit who holds a divine weapon?"

Shrouded in pitch-black light, like the center of a meteorite crash.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, a faint voice came.

Getia, the self-proclaimed Magic King, was covered in spider web-like cracks.

But only he and the ground he stepped on remained intact.

It seems that the torrent that just rushed didn't seem to have any impact on the magic king.

"How is it possible? Even the holy spear of the father can't defeat him?!"

Mordred was taken aback when he saw this scene.

The corner of Getia's mouth raised, and he said naturally: "Why are you surprised? This level of power is not worth mentioning to me who is the king of kings, the Caster of Casters!"

"Are you a sausage too?"

"... You bastard, are you still alive?"

Hearing the voice of the holy sword user, Gaitia couldn't help but turn dark.

He already felt that the existence of this guy was extremely annoying, and the words he said were extremely rude.

Sure enough, Joyas Pendragon, who was set on fire by the Demon God Pillar, was still the same as before, with a smile on his face that made Getia angry.

Joyas said with a smile: "Why are you surprised? This level of power is not worth mentioning to me who is the Holy Sword of the Stars."

"..."

Getia, who has been sneering at others, never expected it.

This holy sword user with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked extremely upright, actually just imitated his own words and taunted back!

With a sullen face, he snorted coldly: "Oh, Joyas Pendragon, is it just your lip service that makes you great?"

Getia's eyes that see through everything have already seen through the real names of everyone present.

Joyas, who smiled lightly, clenched the Holy Sword of the Stars in his hand.

His pale blue pupils stared lightly at the enemy in front of him.

"You're right, let's keep fighting."

The heart was beating vigorously, and the surging magic power flowed into the limbs and bones.

Joyas, who was bursting with magical power, stood quietly on the spot, gathering little by little along his right arm into the holy sword in his hand.

Golden particles gradually emerged around him, and the magic power of friction turned into flickering lightning.

Getia slightly narrowed his crimson eyes, as if he was sizing up the holy sword user in front of him.

He didn't feel how powerful Joyas Pendragon was in front of him.

Even if the opponent's strength at this time has far surpassed most of the followers.

From Getia's point of view, he still can't pose a threat to himself.

"Andersen, are you still there?"

Joyas' voice echoed in the empty underground space.