I seriously doubt there is something wrong with my Chaldea

"This mess will end, Archer."

According to legend, the saint who subdued the dragon no longer had the slightest trace of violent aura on her body. She slowly stood up and retracted that fatal punch.

"Being... treated as prey... If... if it wasn't a death fight with that Archer..."

With the words that turned into golden magic particles like her body and disappeared with the wind, her unwilling humming at the end also disappeared into the air.

Immediately, the saint turned her head and looked to the other side: "Okay, it's over."

"........."

The rebellious knight with a big hole in his armor almost limped over.

There were still the magic particles that hadn't completely dispersed in front of her eyes, and now she believed that the punch she gave herself just now was merciful.

"Let's go."

"alright, I got it……"

The berserk Archer has been solved, but the battle situation in the center of the battlefield has not changed at all, and it is still in progress.

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"thump…………"

That was the sound of a body falling heavily to the ground.

On the ground that has become completely bare, there is nothing left, not even the so-called mourning is gone.

And here, there are only three of them left.

One of them had already died. For some reason, he was fine just now, but all of a sudden, he ignited his own spiritual core, released the treasure with all his strength, and then passed away like a candle burnt out.

Looking at the serene face of the person who fell on the ground, San Song, who was also lying in a pool of blood at this time, said nothing.

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Chapter 190 Five: On the One Hundred Ways of Cleaning the Land for Heroes

Since their respective ideas, viewpoints, and pursuits are different, conflicts arise and they become enemies.

And killing the enemy who blocks oneself is a very natural thing.

It was as if he had suddenly forgotten the pain. He had been a executioner all his life, but he never thought that he would come to France after his death, which was earlier than the era he lived in.

When he was summoned, he was labeled as a "villain". Everything after this "madness" allowed him to swing the sword that was clearly used to execute criminals at any time without any burden.

Swing the sword in your hand at the people you see, swing your sword at the people who see you, and swing your sword at the helpless people who are hunted down by those ugly monsters.

...In short, it seems to be like what Black Jeanne said, killing everything he saw.

During the day, he was killing so mechanically and crazily, but at night, in the middle of the night when that ugly monster had to sleep for a while to accumulate energy for tomorrow's killing, the uneasiness and irritability in his heart would appear, holding the sword His hands trembled slightly.

He was afraid of such a crazy self, and wanted to stop such an ugly killing self.

But in the daytime, he will turn into that demon who just keeps swinging his sword to kill people.

...... Only at this time, he will suddenly think of it......

…… Can no longer pick up the sword in that hand, and this sin has finally come to an end.

"King...Queen...His Royal Highness..."

Perhaps this obsession in his heart is only enough for him to support him so that he can look at Mary again......

"Well, I'm here, Sanson."

The noble figure cast a dark shadow on Sanson's final perspective.

It was obvious that he had given him a fatal blow just now, but there was not even a little bit of murderous look in Mary's eyes.

Of course…………

Had Sanson been asked this question, he would have answered with a smile.

Because the queen is not someone like them...... She is a beautiful rose without dirt, even if she has sharp thorns, it is just for self-protection.

"why……"

The only confusion appeared on San Song's tired face, "Obviously...the sword in his hand has been clenched...why..."

"........."

The Queen of France gently lifted Sanson's hand, which was already weak on the sword, and her words were as gentle as her actions.

"Because of killing..."

Her fingertips gently caressed Sansong's hand, as if she wanted to wipe away the blood that had dried up for him.

"I said it before, right? As the executioner, you wield your sword for the sinners, but you are killing innocent people indiscriminately. The countless blood makes your heart sharp, but it makes your hands exist for punishment. The blade is blunted."

"Crack..."

Accompanied by a crisp sound that was almost too low to be heard, the dried blood fell off his body.

But before the blood scab had time to fall to the ground, it turned into golden magic particles and dissipated in the air.

"yes……"

"This is... my sin... Listen to this dream-like requiem..."

A smile appeared on his face, and his face was no longer ferocious. His body slowly dispersed in front of Mary, and even the hand that Mary was holding gradually became transparent.

"Sanson..."

Looking at the passing figure, a murmur came from Mary's mouth.

"Actually... you have always liked the Requiem of that guy Amadeus very much... as a listener."

Marie stood up, but turned around to see that Amadeus' body was gone.

Is it gone?

A trace of regret appeared in Mary's eyes. Even if she sacrificed her life to release the treasure, would a body made of magic like theirs still not be able to last for too long...?

Shaking her head, Mary then walked towards the huge golden tree in the distance.

However, she did not see that there were some dents on the ground where Amadeus was originally located.

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"Bang!!!!!!"

In the loud noise that swallowed everything, in the glare like another sun, everything was distorted.

In the entire city of Orleans, there is only this last battlefield.

But not everyone can set foot in this high-altitude position.

"boom!!!!!"

Just like a nuclear explosion, the dazzling light exploded at the moment the two collided, and the violent shock wave set off a huge mushroom cloud, but before it could spread, it was blocked by the surrounding vacuum environment. devoured.

"Om———— bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

Suddenly, in the high sky of Orleans, under the golden radiance shrouded by the giant golden tree, a blood-red long line cut through the sky, and then slammed into a piece of air that had hardly stopped. Suddenly, a huge "ripple" was aroused.

This violent destructive force has smashed all the clouds in the surrounding sky, and there is nothing that can block the sunlight at this time.

And under the dazzling light, the Son of Light and the Sun has undoubtedly been strengthened almost to the maximum.

"Om——————"

The light wheel behind him released an unprecedented golden light, and the human-shaped totem on the light wheel seemed to come alive, like the real sun god descending.

"........."

The Son of Light in Celtic mythology slowly opened his eyes, and those originally scarlet eyes were dyed golden with a holy aura.

"Om——————"

A golden light flew out from the light wheel behind him.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz --"

There was a low buzzing sound as if the air was being scorched by high temperature, and countless golden lights flew out from the light wheel behind him.

"Ok?"

Achilles, who had just gained a firm foothold in the air, couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz --"

The golden light that flew out amidst those slight but rhythmic buzzings suddenly stagnated in the air, as if some mechanism was triggered at once, and suddenly turned into golden "eyes" ".

"Om..."

Suddenly, the pupils of those golden "eyes" released a more eye-catching light, followed by the sound of the air being squeezed by the magic power.

His eyes widened.

"call out----!!!"

Almost instinctively, Achilles tilted his head suddenly, avoiding that fiery "gaze".

That is not a simple description, but a real description, it is a blazing light that can definitely burn people into coke!

In an instant, that ray of light fell to the ground.

"Bang———— bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

All Achilles saw from this position was a huge fireball that exploded violently on the ground.

...... The diameter is about 100 meters by visual inspection.

This is a real anti-army treasure-level destructive power!

"Hey Hey hey…………"

Turning around abruptly, the great hero of Greek mythology suddenly found that the eye-catching golden cross radiated from all the golden "eyes" surrounding him.

"Although I do like to fight with capable heroes..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding golden "eyes" like floating cannons suddenly released a fiery light that symbolized the sun.

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PS: Appeared!True fairy fight!

Chapter 190 Six: The Sea Beast Bone Forged Spear and the God Iron Forged Shield

"Bang——!!!"

At this time, what sounded in the air was a roar that never stopped.

It was the roar of the meteor spear cast by the gods colliding fiercely with the sun's rays.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

As soon as Achilles turned his head, all he could see was the dazzling golden light.

But even so, even the light of the sun is difficult to stab at this moment, the fastest hero of mankind.

"Bang——!!!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Even in the unfavorable air, the spear he swung in his hand didn't get any stagnation. On the contrary, the meteor-like throwing spear turned into the most solid shield in his hands, blocking almost all the hot lasers.

If the laser missed the spear, this gap can also be made up with the superhuman speed.

Even if a few laser beams passed through the spear's defense, blocking the way to dodge, but only "two-thirds" of the light that broke the concept could only leave some scratches on this great hero.