The world is restarting

Sawada Tsunayoshi never thought that there would be such a big movement in the summoning of the heroic spirit.

The atmosphere was churning, the spirit veins were trembling, and the entire British Island was cheering for that unknown existence.

At the moment of his return to this land, all the spirits of nature couldn't wait to send a blessing of joy.

As a human being who has nothing to do with this land, he seemed to be infected and deeply moved by the emotion of excitement, expectation, joy and excitement.

In a nutshell - Sister Jiang, did you cheat on yourself again when I didn't know?What level of hero is this drawn!

Although he was a little dazed because of the magnificent appearance of his heroic spirit, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was in a dead state, was still surprised on the one hand and did not relax his vigilance on the other. His eyes were still locked on the black heroic spirit in front of him, and she was always on guard. every move.

Then he heard a howl.

It was like being stung by something, the scream of a woman who lost her mind in grief and anger, he was surprised to see the black flames around the black heroic spirit in front of him suddenly soaring, like the boss turned on madness, and the slow and majestic posture when attacking him just now Transformed into madness in the blink of an eye.

Even the person who attacked just now was thrown aside, and the black heroic spirit rushed towards the direction of the lighted attention without hesitation.The pitch-black flames rolled up huge waves, attacking the tall towers that suddenly fell in the shadows, with killing intent and arrogance that wanted to smash that space into pieces.

Mi sauce!

Tsunayoshi Sawada stood up abruptly, looking at the point of the attack, the blood in his body almost flowed backwards.

That's the entrance to the basement, where Sawada Ya and the heroic spirit she just summoned are all there!

This cognition made his brain dizzy for a while, and his body rushed towards that direction with self-awareness even without giving an order.

But the tower in the shadows has already collapsed, and the black tide flooded the entire space with death-like hostility and killing intent.

Like a shot deliberately slowed down in a movie to highlight the key points, this picture was printed on the teenager's retina frame by frame, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and fear and panic and the black tide came and dragged half of his body into it. A vortex of despair.

(don't want……)

(...Mi sauce!)

At the moment of lightning and flint, a bright sword light suddenly lit up in the dim firelight.

Like a round of rising sun crossing the eastern sky, it shoots out dazzling rays of light, the radiance is clear and sharp, as if it can illuminate even the eternal night.It surged from the end of time, gathered into a torrent of rewinding, and swept out the sea of ​​flames, undead, and black heroic spirits domineeringly.

The explosive airflow almost knocked Sawada Tsunayoshi into the air. He firmly grasped the end wall next to him, and looked up with one hand in front of his forehead with surprise and shock.

From the exit of the basement to the gate of the church, the scattered and fallen ruins were all flattened by a sword, and the ground was as flat and clean as if it had just been washed by a storm.The dust stirred up by the wind fell in the air, and in the smoke and dust, a tall figure with a sword in his right hand came out from the entrance of the basement.

The cloak brought up by the airflow slowly fell down, and the armor on the arm of the visitor's waist flowed through the silver streamer. He also wore a hood on his head. Noble feeling.

This is... the Heroic Spirit summoned by Mi?

With a little shock, Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at him hurriedly, his attention quickly shifted to his left arm, and he breathed a sigh of relief.The little loli with long silver hair was being held in the arms of this mysterious heroic spirit, not to mention being injured, not even a single strand of her hair was messed up.

As if she had been taken care of to close her eyes, she was huddled in Yingling's arms like a soft milk cat, with her small arms around his neck, a bit of brilliant blond hair leaked from the side of Yingling's neck, the clear and clear color was like a noon The sunshine and the moonlight-like long hair of the little loli draped over her shoulders complement each other.

The collapsed church, the dim fire, the silver knight holding on to the sword, and the angel-like little girl protected in her arms.

Inside and outside the game, everyone who was on the sidelines was stunned to varying degrees.The shock of Heroic Spirit's appearance has not yet subsided, and this picture has given people another kind of impact. After cutting it out and adding a photo frame, it is directly a pleasing oil painting with profound meaning.

At the same time, everyone finally noticed the empty right hand of the heroic spirit.

He should be holding the sword, but the bystanders can't see anything, and the most intuitive feeling is that there is only the wind - the wind that should be unrestrained, free and invisible, is like a well-behaved child under his hands, Consciously gathered together and held in his hands, it also concealed the true face of the sword.

This person, no, who is Heroic Spirit?

"……who are you?!"

Unlike other people who only buried their doubts in their hearts, some people asked directly.

The black heroic spirit who was swept away by a sword climbed up from the ruins, and his posture was rare. The burning flames in his eyes were almost more violent than the sea of ​​fire and hell beside him.

She couldn't help being furious, because with the appearance of the heroic spirit, the scorched souls in the sea of ​​flames around her shrank back with instinctive awareness of hatred and attack.

They knelt down and knelt down in front of the mysterious heroic spirit tremblingly, and let the flames burn their bodies without moving. on the ground.

These undead bowed their heads in reverence and fear, like subjects bowing down to their kings.

The kneeling Heroic Spirit raised his head, his sharp gaze cast from under the brim of his hat, and he just glanced at her briefly, but the black Heroic Spirit's breathing was slightly stagnant, as if everything about him had been seen through by him.

"Master, you can open your eyes now."

He lowered his head slightly, took care of the little girl in his arms softly, and then raised his eyes to look at her again.

She felt the pressure again. Although the other party didn't target her, it naturally escaped from her body, like the pressure that the master of this world should have.

"Although my identity should be concealed during the Holy Grail War, out of respect for you, I think I should indeed disclose my name."

The heroic spirit spoke slowly, with a very gentle voice, like clear spring water and soft sunlight.As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of wind gently brushed over the brim of his hat, and he pulled the wide hood back down, finally exposing the heroic spirit's face to the flames.

"Arthur Pendragon," the gentle and bright knight like the moonlight reported his name, "meet you for the first time, Her Majesty the Queen of England."

"..."

"........."

"…………"

After three seconds of silence...

"Damn it! King Arthur?!!!!"

When people are in a state of extreme shock, they don’t have the mind to draw up any elegant words to express their feelings. For example, in the main control room at this time, a neat "fuck" vividly captures the shock, bewilderment, excitement, etc. of the onlookers. Wait for all the complex emotions to be conveyed.

Although such a huge battle when this heroic spirit appeared on the stage has already made people daydream, when the legendary King Arthur was really summoned to stand in front of everyone, it still made the onlookers feel dizzy involuntarily—even if it was still layered screen.

Those who react quickly have quickly retrieved King Arthur's information, "Arthur Pendragon, from Celtic mythology, is the most legendary king in Britain, also known as the 'Eternal King', 'British King' Red Dragon'……"

"Dragon?!" Someone subconsciously answered in shock.

The intelligence team who was reading the materials looked at the computer in front of them, and replied affirmatively, "Dragon."

"……nickname?"

"No, it is said that the blood of the red dragon flows in King Arthur's body, and his heart is also a pure dragon."

To put it simply, it is not at the same level as normal humans, and should be classified into the category of mythical creatures.

…Plus the revision of his legend by later generations, and the fact that they are now in Britain.

Everyone looked at the handsome and gentle young man on the screen, as if they were looking at a living ancient dragon.

The complex mood is hard to describe, in short it is just one sentence - be careful!

"The balance system of this game is really bad!"

On a tall building across the street from the White Church, a young boy with short silver-purple hair sat cross-legged on the eaves and looked towards the direction of the church, muttering dissatisfiedly.

"Although my servant is also very powerful, but the opponent actually summoned King Arthur? Summoned King Arthur in the territory of Britain? Isn't this cheating? How can we fight like this? When the opponent is about to win, he is turned against the wind or something. Most annoying."

The church not far away shook and trembled, and the two heroic spirits had already started fighting, and the White Church and the block were about to lose their hold.Although the battle scene looks very intense, and the two sides are coming and going, the feeling that the magic power in the body has been drawn out is not fake. In this battle, his followers have already begun to feel strenuous, and it is only a matter of time before they lose.

Moreover, the caster's barrier has long been broken, and the promised assistance has not yet arrived. The silver-haired boy unhappily took out his phone and pressed the call button without looking at it.

It is true that there is no need to look at it, after all, the mobile phone programmed by him in the game can only be contacted with one number.

"Hey, Zashiki-douji, what are you doing? Have you lost yourself and your followers by now?"

There was a slight gasp from the connected phone, as well as the unexpectedly panicked voice of the person on the other end, "Ah, Gojo-kun? Yes, I'm sorry, I was stopped here... Also, can you continue to call me Jiang Shou Akira? I feel weird being called Zashiki Warji all of a sudden."

"Huh? At what time do you still care about this?"

The silver-haired boy, that is, Gojo Sukuna, a senior cadre of the Green Clan who entered the game from another port, subconsciously vomited with surprise on his face, and then realized, "What do you mean? Who stopped you?"

"It's the wandering heroic spirit left, I'm sorry I don't know why he stopped me." The voice over there sounded like he was about to cry, "I can't keep up with Gojo-kun, how is your situation?"

"..."

As a game master, Gojo Sukuna couldn't say that he was about to lose and asked for support, but after hesitating for a while, he knew the importance of the matter anyway, and said "cut" uncomfortably, "If the situation is good, I will give you an answer." Call up?"

"Ah? What did the eldest lady summon?"

"...Why do you still call her Miss?" Gojo Sukuna muttered, and then reluctantly said, "She summoned King Arthur...that's right, the British red dragon you were thinking of, King Arthur!"

"No, as expected of the eldest lady!"

"Whose side are you standing on?!"

"Mr. Wutiao, you can't win alone, retreat." The other party didn't take his complaints to heart at all, and said bluntly.

"Tsk, I don't need you to remind me of this..."

Seeing another violent explosion on the opposite side, it seemed that his servant was swept by a sword, flew out and smashed a certain building.

Gojo Sukuna reluctantly ordered through the contract between the Master and the Heroic Spirit, "Come back, Avenger... what to do next? Don't tell me to just give up like this? Or do you want to go with me after getting rid of that Heroic Spirit? "

"No, I think that even if my archer and avenger are combined, I may still not be able to win against His Royal Highness King Arthur who is standing on the British territory." The voice from the other side calmed down, "I have already had the heroic spirit summoned by the eldest lady. The psychological preparation will be very strong... Although it seems a bit too strong now, the plan remains unchanged. Gojo-kun, don't forget that your avenger still has another form."

"that……"

Gojo Sukuna was reminded, hesitantly said, "But that guy is not very annoying..."

Before he finished subconsciously retorting, the person on the other side had already calmly said, "Gojo-kun, we are the masters, and the summoned heroic spirits are just weapons after all. There is no need to care about what weapons think, winning is the most important thing." Isn't it? Wujo-kun, you have important matters to enter the game, and you don't want to lose, do you?"

"……I see."

Gojo Sukuna frowned uncomfortably, but finally nodded in response.At this time, he suddenly realized, "Wait, why hasn't that guy Avenger come back?"

He quickly stood up from the eaves and looked around, only to find that the black heroic spirit ignored his orders at all, and continued to attack King Arthur like crazy.

"What's going on?!" He was muttering a little irritably, when a message alert suddenly sounded on his phone.

This is the only channel to communicate with the outside world. Although he opened a back door from the background, if he is not careful, he will easily be discovered by the AI ​​Noah's Ark who monitors the whole world, so he told his subordinates not to contact him if there is nothing important. .

Gojo Sukuna took out his phone in surprise and looked down. The moment he read the message in the email, his pupils shrank suddenly.After a moment of silence, a low and gloomy voice came out of his mouth.

"...Zashiki-douji, Murasaki has been arrested."

There was a gasp over there, and it seemed that he was also surprised when he heard the words, and then he said decisively, "There is no time to hesitate, Wutiao-kun, let's use the command spell. Call Avenger back immediately, and we retreat."

"Tsk, damn it... in the name of the Command Seal, avenger, come back!"

After an angry and irritable horn, the enraged Heroic Spirit was dragged back by the Command Spell.Gojo Sukuna quickly jumped off the eaves with his followers, his figure passed through the streets, and disappeared into the mist of the underworld.