Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

He looked at the heroic girl who was protecting the children behind her, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Sure enough, you are the saint I was looking forward to, Joan of Arc, come back to me!"

Then he swung his withered arm down.

The next moment, blood splattered!

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Chapter 180 Eighth Crane Wing Triple Company (seeking a reward)

In the corridor of the hotel, barriers blocked Wu Ming's body.

It is an enchantment supplied by spiritual veins, so even a heroic spirit cannot easily destroy it.

However, Wuming is different, he is a leader among the heroic spirits, if you count the power of the mythical dress, even Gilgamesh can fight.

Therefore, he gently raised his armor-wrapped arm, and the pale golden light wove in his hands.

That is, the technique called 'projection magic' also belongs to him, a unique power.

At this moment, there are about dozens of barriers in front of him, scattered all over, there are barriers for attack, and barriers for resisting damage, but they are meaningless to Wu Ming.

"Constitute the material, strengthen it!"

He softly chanted the incantation during the projection, and the black and white double swords bloomed from his hands.

Those were the twin swords named Gan Jiang Mo Xie, and they were also the weapons Wu Ming relied on.

Followed by.

"The crane's wings don't fall, the mental skill reaches Mount Tai, and the mental skill crosses the Yellow River."

Gently chanting Dagger's real name, Wuming's eyes flickered with fleeting ferocity.

"Farewell to Tianna for the name, two heroes, let's bid farewell together!"

Then, the deep black and white dagger turned into a giant sword several meters long.

Wuming waved the huge sword in his hand, and slashed away at the layers of barriers.

Whether it is flames or rocks, no matter how the enchantment is manifested, it is meaningless under the sharpness of the treasure.

In just a blink of an eye, the corridor was reduced to ruins.

"It's really boring."

Wuming looked at his masterpiece and murmured involuntarily, with an imperceptible smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Then, Reinis, I hope to be stronger."

Muttering softly, Wuming waved the short sword in his hand lightly, and couldn't help laughing.

"However, no matter how powerful it is, it's impossible for a mere magician to fight against a heroic spirit, right?"

While talking like this, Wu Ming turned around and asked the figure appearing behind him indifferently.

"You say so, tyrant of Rome?"

Hearing such words, the vermilion figure blooming from the deep black shadow couldn't help but chuckled.

"Don't be too arrogant, or I will lose a lot of joy, the so-called guardian of Wuming!"

At the moment, under the hotel.

The abdomen was pierced by sharp black claws, and the heroic spirit named Artoria looked at the children who had turned into monsters with a surprised expression.

"How is it possible, how is this possible!"

She murmured involuntarily, with unprecedented fear in her words.

"What did you do, what kind of atrocities did you commit!"

The King of Knights questioned heart-piercingly, the incomparable anger made Yusheng Ryunosuke feel a little cold.

"Really, Jeanne, are you still paying attention to such boring things?"

Blue Beard said nonchalantly, pointing at the children who turned into monsters with his withered arm, showing a ferocious smile.

"It's just that monsters are put into the bodies of these children. Their wailing when their internal organs are torn apart is really an unparalleled art!"

While talking like this, Bluebeard materialized the Noble Phantasm in his hand and pointed it at Artoria.

"I have been preparing for a long time to find such a perfect work of art. As a gift to you, accept my love, Joan of Arc!"

However, it was Artoria's angry words that responded to his words of admiration.

"No matter what, no matter what, I will definitely kill a scum like you, and let you understand what the scenery in purgatory is!"

As she spoke angrily, she tore apart the sharp claws in her body with the holy sword in her hand.

"Eri, magic support!"

Shouting to Irisviel, Artoria raised the holy sword in her hand with great confidence.

A faint white light covered the Knight King's body, it was a recovery magic, erasing the hideous wound from her body.

"Really, are you unwilling to accept my love? You are so indifferent, my Joan of Arc!"

Blue Beard muttered involuntarily, and then gently flipped open the Luoming City textbook in his hand.

"It seems that more, more art is needed to let you feel my humble love!"

A series of shadows bloomed from the ground in front of the hotel, and monsters crawled out of them.

That is the ability that belongs to the textbook of Luoming City, the ability to summon monsters in a large range.

However, for the King of Knights, it doesn't make much sense either.

The invisible holy sword ruthlessly tore those dregs into pieces. No matter how powerful the monsters were, they were incomparably weaker than the heroic spirits.

At this moment, the situation in the battle was at a stalemate, whether it was Bluebeard's almost endless magic power or Artoria's A-level endurance, it kept the war going on.

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I'm afraid Emiya Kiritsugu's life is the most dangerous at this moment. Arturia who came to help him has not arrived. As a magician killer, he may have to face the heroic spirit alone.

However, for the King of Knights, it is more important to kill the garbage in front of him.