In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"The magic rich effect caused by the magic furnace has begun to disintegrate, and there should be no problem with Norra. Let's find the last thing to rely on now." Fujimaru Rika looked up at the sky and could see nothing, only White fog, "It's time for the fog that hangs over the city to dissipate."

Are the Babbage and Tesla guys out of the game?

Adrosson was trying his best to rush back, thinking as he gritted his teeth.

But what happened next interrupted his thinking.

boom--

boom--

From high in the sky, there was a deafening roar.

The residents who still exist in the city of London can't help but look up, even though they can't see anything.

The roar was like a bell that announced something, saying something and foreshadowing something.

From outside the city of London, the jewel-like hood that enveloped the city of London was cracked.

The city was weeping, weeping about what had happened, and the things that bound the city made a sour sound.

The fissure widened.

Having lost the "Gem Tower", this huge magic field is about to collapse.

boom--! ! !

This time, the sound was extraordinarily loud, as if the thunder was ringing in the ears. Those residents of London who had been devastated and their psychological defenses were extremely fragile, some collapsed and knelt on the floor of their homes, crying bitterly, tearing their hearts. Lung shouted, venting his inner despair.

What's going to happen this time?Is something weird and scary about to happen again?

But after the violent noise, what greeted London was the long-lost sunshine.

Under the sunlight, the thick fog quickly dissipated, as if it had encountered hot water snow.

Dissipated together with the fog, and the magic power that was accumulated due to the back and forth refraction of the magic mirror barrier, the moment the magic position was lost, it was instantly assimilated by the external environment and returned to the normal "singularity" level.

And those phantom spirits that also existed because of the magic mirror refraction in the position, because they lost the source of their magic power, they also began to dissipate, except for the extraordinarily powerful phantom spirits, but they are definitely not a climate.

The world became clear.

The dense fog dissipated, the ghosts disappeared, and the border areas that were isolated from the outside world were no longer prohibited from entering and leaving.

The city cheered, and the pent-up people ran to the safe streets crying frantically, laughing, and hugging each other who survived.

Fujimaru Rika looked at the servants standing on the ruins of the street, and listened to the high-pitched cheers in the distance, and smiled with relief.

"thanks everyone."

On the street where you can see the faces of others, everyone smiled involuntarily.

Is it just that there is something strange there?

Manlio thought so.

He looked at his teacher and always felt that there was something else strange about the teacher, like

"Everyone, the abnormality in London has been resolved, and the next step before us is the last." Fujimaru Tachika sat down on the spot and regained his strength, "Although the fog that enveloped London has been resolved, but The ultimate mastermind, the one who hides under Hillingdon and controls everything with the Holy Grail, is still waiting for us there."

"It is necessary for us to prepare for a strong enemy."

"I have asked Mr. Manrio to send a message to Mr. Henry Jekyll before. I believe they should come over after a while. Before that, let's go to Hillingdon." Fujimaru Tachika looked towards Lawrence, "Miss Lawrence, can I ask you to leave some messages here?"

However, Fujimaru Rika found that Lawrence was in a strange state.

"Miss Lawrence?"

At this time, Lawrence stood on the spot with a dull face, his pupils trembled slightly, as if he had lost consciousness, shaking.

"Miss Lawrence!? What happened? Mr. Manrio!" Fujimaru Rika realized what might have happened.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lawrence reached out and stopped Manlio, who came over to check the situation.

She covered her head, then looked around her in a panic, as if she was looking for something.

"What did I just feel? What was that?" she asked herself.

"Uh--"

bang——

Lawrence stomped hard on the ground, and the magic field was instantly propped up.

"Miss Lawrence?" Fujimaru Rika didn't understand why Lawrence had once again launched a magic position after the battle was over, and it was still such a strong magic position.

"Don't come here, I'll be fine soon." Lawrence said through gritted teeth.

Think back, Lawrence, you can remember, it's just magic, there's nothing you can't learn for you!

What's more, things of that level are just piled up with a lot of magic power, and it should be easy for you!

Gems appeared in the magic field, constantly enlarged and increased under Lawrence's control.

It's like mirror magic.

Lawrence pressed his hands together, and the magic mirrors were combined, forming a simple magic mirror enchantment.

Reflect the magic, reflect the magic!

Sweat appeared on Lawrence's face.

===Chapter 730 Nine Hello Miss===

"Is this kind of magic mirror magic? Lawrence too?" Mordred pointed at Lawrence, who had buckled himself in the hood, with a little doubt on his face.

Hearing Mordred's questioning, Fujimaru Rika frowned and sighed.

"Miss Lawrence must have her own reasons for doing this. Let's wait for a while."

"She's not going to be a disaster maker, I trust her."

zizi——

The sound of electricity came, and a small light screen appeared in Matthew's arms.

"Request for communication! Request for communication!" Roman's extremely surprised voice came from the small light screen, "Matthew! Rika! Lawrence! Camilla! No matter who it is, answer me! Hurry up and answer me!! !"

"Doctor!?" Fujimaru Rika and Matthew were both surprised and moved their faces closer, then looked at each other, "Communication restored!"

"Great! There is finally a response! What happened over there? Is it convenient to speak now?" Roman spoke extremely fast, but his words were very clear.

"Let's wait, we have to sort out what has happened so far, ah" suddenly Fujimaru Rika felt something, "It seems that Miss Camilla, Mr. Jekyll and Mr. Sakata Kinoshi sent it. The message, they are almost here."

"Mr. Manrio, can I trouble you to pick them up?"

Before, what Fujimaru Rika thought was that she and the others would take a break in Fulham, and after recovering their physical strength, go directly to Hillingdon, leave a mark in Fulham, and let the other three cavalry servants go to Hillingdon, but now since The communication has been restored, so let’s report on the spot what we have encountered so far at this singularity. By the way, we will wait for the arrival of the other three cavalry servants, and then go to Hillingdon together.

"Well, I'll leave it to you, teacher, Fujimaru." Manlio nodded, glanced at the jewel hood that was holding Lawrence, and sighed.

He knows that he is the most suitable for such a task, and those who are not capable of frontal combat should take the initiative to assume the responsibility of logistics, so that the team can get along more harmoniously.

Disappearing, Man Leo rushed towards the center of London.

Norla and the nursery rhyme were sitting together, one person was holding Thumbelina in the palm of his hand, and the other person was holding a little Puck in the palm of his hand, smiling happily, full of childlike and joyful atmosphere, just consumed the most Mordred sat not far away, looking at the two children with a smile, as if he was missing something.

Possibly a childhood that didn't exist at all?

And Lawrence

She knelt on the ground, looking for something in her corner of the space.

"Did I not notice? Why? Not there? No, no way." She took a deep breath, forcing herself to think calmly.

Just now, just now, after destroying the last thing to rely on, Lawrence felt something.

No, it should be her intuition reminding her, or it may be that someone is really guiding her, reminding her, remembering something, noticing something.

"Harry here." She propped herself up on her hands, looking at the ground.

Tears fell to the ground, forming small puddles, and Lawrence could clearly see his face from the tears.

No, that's not my face.

Lawrence raised his head and looked in disbelief in front of him.

His lips trembled greatly, and what was reflected in the child's hole was a face exactly like Lawrence.

A familiar person stood there, looking down at Lawrence, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, sir." She looked at Lawrence, who was exactly the same as her, with teasing in her eyes.

Lawrence stood up, looked at her, looked at his lover.

"Hello, miss." She thought about it for a long time, and finally only said this sentence, and then broke into a smile instantly.

Two identical people face to face, both laughing, their voices like silver bells.

"Are you an artist? Sir," Harry's phantom continued, the smile still soft on his face.

"Yes, I'm an artist." Lawrence was still answering, the smile on his face was wet with tears.

She hugged that phantom, that illusory phantom.

This time, he didn't want to let her escape from his eyes again. Even if he hugged her, he still had to look at her in the mirror.

"You're very tired, Lawrence." Harry hugged Lawrence as well, and gently stroked Lawrence's back with a debt in his eyes, "You must be very tired."

"No, I'm not tired." Lawrence let go of Halle's phantom and looked at her face, "As long as I can see you, I'll never be tired, Halle, ever."

"Yeah." She also smiled and kept smiling.

There was a little regret in her eyes.

Good to see you again, Lawrence.

"Harry, you, wait for me, I'll change back right away, just wait for me for a while." Lawrence suddenly noticed that he seemed to be using his wife, the appearance of Halle standing in front of him, Immediately his face flushed, he said quickly.

"It's okay Lawrence." Harry grabbed Lawrence's hand and shook his head gently, "As long as you are you, I will always love you, no matter what your appearance is."

"Harley" Lawrence looked at her blankly.

"I can only exist here, don't you plan to chat with me?" Harry looked at Lawrence with a smile.

"Yeah." Lawrence smiled in relief, the jewel chair appeared under him, his palms moved slightly, and the magic field expanded, shrouding everyone else in, "We haven't talked for a long time."