Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

Explanation: Summon Nidhogg, the dragon of despair that gnaws at the world. The dragon that destroys the world was born from the rules. It has a very powerful power of death. raw scorched earth; swallowed the rhizome of the world tree, possessing the recovery ability comparable to the concept of "immortality"; the fuse of Ragnarok, possessing a super special attack on the gods; itself in the concept of "dragon species" Absolute peak, all values ​​are comparable to super gods.Nidhogg has self-awareness and possesses the ability of [Independent Action] equivalent to level B.

Knights of the Godslayer

Grade: A++

Type: Anti-Army/God Noble Phantasm

Maximum capture range: 5000 people

Description: Summon the knights created by the Chosen King himself. All of them are heroic spirits. They have no job titles or related skills, but they hold their own treasures and have special attacks against gods.

Key of God

Level: EX

type:?

Maximum capture range: ?

Explanation: The mysterious armament from another dimension, the power beyond fantasy that even the Seat of Heroes cannot analyze, can only construct a similar Noble Phantasm projection, which cannot reach the strength of the main body.

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This is the body of the heroic spirit constructed by the pan-human history based on the records of Yanain, which belongs to the variant records derived from the records of King Arthur.

The essence of heroic spirits is a pure fantasy creation. It is the existence of heroes who gather faith after death. Those great feats created by them, the more they have left deep traces in history, the stronger their ability to transform into heroic spirits after death.

Therefore, judging from this record, the history of Pan-Humanity still quite recognizes the series of achievements made by Yanain.

Although it is said that due to the special nature of the God's Key, the power cannot reach the height of the main body, but overall, the strength of this heroic body is still quite powerful.

After a little understanding of the various abilities of the Heroic Spirit [The Chosen King Arthur], Yanain began to connect to the Heroic Spirit Summoning System, and screened out those worlds that he had specially marked that were about to face the crisis of extinction.

His idea is to take advantage of the particularity of the heroic spirit summoning system to send his avatars to those worlds first, to determine where these crises come from, what kind of manifestation they have, and how harmful they are, and then decide to take what measures.

A world-destroying crisis sounds scary, but it doesn't matter what the score is.

For example, a group of hackers with high technology and anti-social personality hacked into the nuclear arsenal of the beautiful country, launched all the nuclear bombs, and brought a cleansing to all mankind. Of course, this can also be regarded as a world-ending crisis. .Faced with this situation, Yanain only needs to use runes to find their hiding place, and then have a heart-warming set meal to solve it.

But if it is the kind of crisis of annihilation caused by a powerful existence or some strange phenomenon, then he must first confirm the situation. If the enemy's strength is too strong, then he will decisively return to his own body and take the Get in by rushing.

Heroic Spirit can separate different aspects according to the needs of summoning, and these aspects can exist at the same time. With this, he can maximize the efficiency of saving the world.

After all, there are so many worlds facing crises, and his time is only 50 years. If he looks for them one by one like this, who knows how long it will take.

After a while, Yanain, the heroic spirit, successfully locked the marked worlds, but many of them had already established passages to the seat of the heroic spirit, and all of them were already occupied.

This is a normal phenomenon. After all, the original intention of the Heroic Spirit Summoning System is to solve disasters that may threaten the world. Yanain is not alone on this road.

Abandoning those worlds that could no longer come, Yanain sat on the throne, staring at the rest of the world intently.

As long as these worlds are connected with Heroic Seat, he will throw his avatar down immediately.

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In the Clock Tower, Kenneth El-Meloy Archibald is a well-known name.

One of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, the monarch of the El-Melloi faction, the master of the famous magician Archibald, and the monarch of the Mineral Branch.

In addition to the above prominent identities, he also has a rare talent in the world that matches it: the youngest first-level lecturer in the history of the Spiritualism Department, who has obtained the qualification for the throne in his teens, and is proficient in spirituality, summoning, and so on. Expert in art and alchemy.Talented and intelligent, the son of a famous family, he inherited the engraving of the magic achievements passed down from generation to generation, and his incredible talents are just like Gennai Hiraga and Cao Cao.

For Kenneth, who was hailed as a child prodigy when he was a student, the title of "genius" is a matter of course. There is no need to be proud or arrogant, just enjoy the title of "genius" for granted.

Life should be complete, it has been like this in the past, and it must be like this in the future. This is Kenneth's sacred and inviolable life agreement, so he, who is about to come to an end on the road of "Wenzhi", began to think about what he should do. How to add enough "martial arts" to match it in one's own experience.

People from the intelligence department brought him news: in the far east, someone is planning to hold a magic ceremony called "Holy Grail War".

The information about the Holy Grail War was quickly handed over to his desk, he flipped through it, and a mocking smile appeared on his face immediately.

"The cauldron of omnipotence? There are still people who believe in this kind of thing. Have the landowners in the countryside fallen to the point where they have to rely on such illusory fantasies to seek salvation? If so, then I will personally crush the young people." fantasy."

Intelligence collection, material replenishment, and all preparations are proceeding in an orderly manner.Kenneth is an arrogant and conceited person, but this does not mean that he is blindly arrogant. As a genius, planning and then moving is his code of conduct from beginning to end.As long as it was not about his fiancée, he would always be the calm and reliable demonic monarch.

The lion fights the rabbit, it still needs full strength.Although the opponents were just a group of rural landowners who had never seen the world, Kenneth was not careless. He used almost all the property of the Archibald family to arm himself from head to toe, and then went through many ways to get the The final holy relic.

All is ready except for the opportunity.Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Kenneth looked at the Far East, and his mind was full of the scene of his triumphant victory and his fiancée embracing each other.

Beauty matches hero, it has been like this since ancient times.

Dengdengdeng-

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the corners of Kenneth's mouth that had just turned up, and his face immediately sank, matching the already somewhat mean face with an even more gloomy look.

He opened the door, and there was a member of the Department of Law and Politics standing outside the door. This department directly belonging to the Barthemero family is the famous hyena in the clock tower, but an ordinary member is not qualified to be presumptuous in front of the monarch.

Kenneth asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, your holy relic has been stolen."

Chapter 209 Chapter 2 Are you my Master?

Clock tower, combat training room.

Swipe, swipe, swipe! ! !

The silver-white liquid condensed into a sharp whip blade, mercilessly splitting the magic doll in front of it, and the body made of special alloy was cut with countless cracks like fragile paper.

Anyone can see that with the sharpness of the quicksilver, it is only a matter of an instant to get rid of a magic doll of this level, but its manipulator did not do so. Every time the quicksilver blade is swung down, it is It can make people feel the resentment and anger pinned on it.

After five minutes of humiliation, the magic doll was finally released from this endless purgatory. The body disintegrated into countless fragments and scattered all over the floor. If so, I'm afraid he has become a demon by now.

The silver-white liquid rolled up and returned to the small test tube that didn't match its volume. The blond executioner let out a long breath, and the brutality and ferocity on his face when he killed the magic doll gradually receded, and he regained the calmness and tranquility of a genius. .

He turned and left, and went straight back to his room, where he sat on the handmade Italian sofa and glanced at the long table in front of him.

The open books are scattered and stacked on the long table, like a raised hill. From the rough creases on the paper, it is obvious that their readers have not read it because it is a precious manuscript with a history of hundreds of years. And have pity.

These are all materials sent by the intelligence department. It is said that the traitor who stole the holy relic had read the books in the library before leaving. The contents recorded in them are varied, but they all point to the same thing without exception——

Holy Grail War.

Kenneth pulled out a document from under the stack of books, looked at the timid gray-green-haired boy on the document, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up in a sarcasm-like sigh.

"How dare you steal items from the sovereign, Weber Velvet, you are really brave enough. If this is your realization, then, I, Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald ,Accepted."

"It's easy to say, without that holy relic, how can you participate in the Holy Grail War?"

The door opened, and a rare beauty walked in. Although she had long red hair that burned like a flame, she gave the impression of an unusually cold beauty of ice and snow. She looked a little younger than Kenneth, as if She was only in her early twenties, and at a glance she could feel that she was a sensual and noble young lady, with stern eyes revealing the majesty of a queen.

"The ninth-generation patriarch of the dignified Archipelod family, the monarch of El-Melloi, would have a precious holy relic stolen by a third-rate magician from a third-rate family. Kenneth, you really let me down."

Looking at the entire clock tower, even the monarchs of the three major families might not dare to scold Kenneth like this, but this woman is the only exception.

Sola Nazelle Sophilia, Kenneth's mentor, the daughter of Sophilia, an authority on spiritualism, is Kenneth's fiancée and the only woman she loves from the bottom of her heart.

——This is the weirdest thing, everyone can't figure out why the promising Lord El-Mello fell on this crooked neck tree.If you want to study it carefully, you can probably only sigh "Love makes people blind".

"Sola..." Kenneth stood up, with rare embarrassment on his face, "Please believe me, this is just an accident, I..."

"What I need is not explanations and sophistry!" Sola raised his hand and interrupted Kenneth, with a sharp light in his haughty phoenix eyes, "Since you are my fiancé, show me solid evidence Look!"

Kenneth took a deep breath, answered "yes" loudly like a hot-blooded young man, and then turned and left the room.

Ten minutes later, he came back again, holding an elegantly decorated wooden box in his hand.

"There is a word in the far east, called the three caves of the cunning rabbit, which describes a truly smart person who never leaves only one way for himself." Meeting the confused eyes of his fiancée, the knowledgeable monarch showed a calm and indifferent smile on his face, and waved his hand With the help of the magical wind, all the books on the table were swept to the ground, and then the wooden box was solemnly placed on the table, and opened carefully.

Inside lay a yellowed and old book. The text on the surface had been washed away by time and was blurred. It could only be seen through some vague traces that it belonged to the Gaelic script that had been abandoned since the 19th century.

"This is one of the four great legends of ancient Ireland, the Celtic epic, and the origin of the Fenian legend." Kenneth raised his chin slightly.

Sola's eyes lit up slightly. Although she was raised as a daughter of a family for the purpose of political marriage, she was the daughter of the head of the Spiritual Division anyway. For this kind of knowledge involving the inner world, it was very important for her. Exactly the same thing as common sense.

"The Legend of Fenia" records the heroic and tragic adventure legend of the great hero Finn McCool and his elite battle group Fiona Knights, and its status is no less than that of "Ramayana" in India.

If this book is used as a sacred relic, it will definitely be able to summon quite remarkable servants, even if it is not Finn, it must be those well-known heroes in the Knights of Fiona.

In order to avoid the same tragedy as before, Kenneth did not intend to procrastinate any longer this time, and immediately brought his fiancée to his magic studio to prepare for the ceremony of summoning the heroic spirit.

"declare"

"Your body is under me, my fate is on your sword...

The deep voice was accompanied by solemn oaths to form a grand sacrificial ceremony. Seemingly attracted by such holiness, Sola's gaze involuntarily turned to focus on Kenneth's serious side face.

"...Entangling your three great speech spirits for seven days, come from the wheel of restraint, O guardian of the scales!"

On the Throne of Heroes, Yanain, who was sitting bored on the throne observing the world, suddenly found an inexplicable fluctuation on one of the planets, and then a beam of light pierced through it, connecting with the Throne of Heroes.

"Is it finally here?"

His eyes lit up slightly, and he threw his record into the channel without hesitation.

Another record that was about to enter the passage paused for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, it finally chose to retreat and return in the direction it came from.

Inside the magic workshop.

Sola blew up, and the red light shone, Sola clutched his skirt tightly, Kenneth felt the magic power passing away from his body and the heavy pressure squeezing his skin, and a little excitement appeared in his heart.

With such a huge momentum, he is definitely a top follower without a doubt!

"Appear! Captain of Fiona Knights, your honorable master is already waiting here..."

Seeing the dazzling darkness, Kenneth's voice stopped abruptly.

If he remembers correctly, Finn should be a Celtic...

The strong wind gradually subsided, the red light gradually extinguished, Cang Yin's figure stood on the summoning array, and the majestic voice shook the air:

"Servant Lancer, Yanain, came following the call, may I ask, are you my Master?"

Yann?Countless question marks appeared in Kenneth's head for a moment. Although the name does sound European, it seems that there is no such a person in the Knights of Fiona, right?And in his impression, there seems to be no hero with this name.

Could it be a pseudonym?Kenneth frowned deeply. He is a person who likes to control everything, and hates the people under him to make their own decisions. Besides, he doesn't even want to reveal his real name. Could it be that he thinks he is not qualified as a Master?

It's just an undead who has been dead for an unknown number of years, yet dare to underestimate him as a genius?

I want to see who you are!

He looked intently at the summoning circle. As the master, he naturally has the power to see through the true names of the servants. After all, if he doesn't even know who he is summoning, how can he cooperate in battle.

But what appeared before his eyes was not detailed data, but a mass of pitch-black flames.