Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

Then the holy spear in his hand waved to the side, opened the holy flag, the holy light temporarily blew away part of the mist, and Atalanta set up the bow in his hand, and after seeing that the enemy in front of him was a child, he was stunned for a moment , but it can be regarded as gritted his teeth and loosened the string in his hand, and the arrow was fired outward, and the arrow successfully sank into Jack's chest.

In the city not far away, Jack's master raised his arm, his eyes were full of fear, Jack couldn't just die like this, on the one hand, she was still a child, on the other hand, Jack's life-saving grace was still alive. No reply.

"Use three command spells to superimpose orders! Jack! Live!"

Chapter 307: The City in the Fog

Atalanta didn't know that Jack's master had already used the command spell on Jack. Looking at the young heroic spirit who was shot through the chest by herself, Atalanta frowned slightly , This is not a good experience. She wanted to create and let the children live in peace, and now she killed a child with her own hands.

"sorry, I......"

Atalanta wanted to say something more, but found that no matter what he said at this time, he could not change the fact that he did it. All words seemed extremely pale at this moment.

However, at this moment, Jack, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his body, and at the same time twisted into an extremely weird posture. The eyes of the entire heroic spirit were filled with the silence and paleness of death, and there was also a strong sense of resentment. And angry, "Why? Why did you kill us? Don't we have the right to live? It was the same then, and it is the same now..."

After speaking, Jack opened his mouth, and a large amount of mist diffused from his body, and Jack's entire heroic spirit seemed to have turned into a part of this mist. This dense mist seemed to have unfolded an inherent enchantment, bringing everyone back to that era, that era that was bright but concealed a lot of hunger, cold and hardship.

The thick factory boom caused by the industrial revolution and the smog formed by the continuous black smoke from the major factories covered the entire city. Even in the daytime, it was as dark as if there was no sun. And a little unbearable.

The suffocation brought by the smoke made people cover their mouths and slow down their breathing. The sewage discharged from the industrial revolution and the sewers that were not completely perfected filled the whole city with an indescribable stench, and even With the smell of chemical reagents, living in such an environment for a long time, even adults will be in danger of life.

Not to mention the abandoned children of this era. Aslan stayed in the tower with Merlin in the original world. Since documentaries began to rise, the two have also watched many documentaries about the development of Great Britain. In such an era, There are always a large number of workers who get sick and die from various reasons, or die from exhaustion.

The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting more and more. Even children need to work for rich people. It is not uncommon for them to lose part of their limbs and become disabled because of unskilled work. Simple cleaning Work on chimneys often results in casualties.

As for children who have lost an adult at home or are injured and disabled children, those with better family conditions may stay, and those with poor family conditions will be discarded to the streets after these children have acquired the ability. Children can only rely on begging and picking up garbage for a living, and the death rate is terribly high.

After these children grow up, only a small part can enter normal jobs, and most of them can only do hard work, dealing with danger all day long like their parents. If there are children in the family, their children are very likely to repeat the same The mistakes of the parents.

This is a problem with the system between the upper and lower Great Britain, and it is also a problem that inevitably arises in history. At that time, Aslan, who was staying in Utopia, had no way to intervene in the situation in Great Britain at that time. It is a pity that there is no such thing as an assassin in this world. The existence of the Assassin Organization in the creed, naturally no one organized these children to train them.

Even just becoming a member of a violent organization should be much better than dying on the street.

People like Sherlock Holmes who raised a street kid and asked them to scout out information for him were, after all, a minority.

Now, in such an environment like an inherent enchantment, Aslan feels a little bit moved to re-experience such an era. After all, the development of this world is no different from the development of his own world, that is to say, it is purely for that era. ...This is simply a replica.

Perhaps it was because Atalanta beat Jack seriously, or because Atalanta was weak to children in his heart, he was not directly pulled into this environment, but recalled that he once A short time spent with Medea, who was still innocent at that time, on the Argo.

The time when they told themselves what kind of world they wanted, the time when they strengthened their long-cherished wishes and pursuits.

After recalling such a time, the mist instantly enveloped the area where Atalanta was, and finally one child after another, tragic experiences appeared around her. It was the children who formed the concept of Jack the Ripper. been through everything.

Like a curse, Atalanta covered her forehead with both hands. This is simply torture. Atalanta's spirit is rapidly collapsing under such torture. Looking at the resentment of these children, Atalanta Intu's consciousness has been completely shrouded in saving these children, it's like viruses and Trojan horses tampering with computers.

A black breath enveloped Atalanta's forehead.

One child after another stared at her with resentful eyes, which was absolutely unbearable for Atalanta. At this moment, because of this resentment, she could only keep apologizing.

"These children also have the right to survive", "It is precisely because they were not born well and lived well, maybe they have not experienced warmth in their short life." Such thoughts have completely occupied Atalan Intu's mind, "It's still too late!"

As long as we save the white-haired assassin and the child in this illusion, we should be able to avoid the child's death, so I must hurry up! !

"Wait for me, I will save you!"

Atalantemi closed her eyes and made a choice, she wanted to save the poor child!

If you look carefully, Atalanta is vaguely filled with a weird aura at this moment, just like being possessed by a wraith. The most important thing is that Jack is not an ordinary wraith who was influenced by Jack. It is so deep that Atalanta may not be saved.

Of course, it's not just Aslan and Atalanta who have suffered like this, but also other people. Those who are a little calmer will stand still, and those who are a little colder will not be affected, but Mo who was born here Dredd and Frankenstein still roamed the streets of their own free will.

This fog may be somewhat familiar to Fran, but to Mordred, it is a completely strange world.

Chapter 308 : More Miserable, Isn't It!

Naturally, a bunch of children gathered in front of Mordred. Looking at the resentful eyes of these children, this being, who could be regarded as an artificial human, curled his lips in displeasure. These children had resentment in their hearts, and she There is also resentment in my heart!These children are having a miserable life, isn't she having a miserable life?More miserable, right?

Who can compare to her "father" who doesn't admit it very much, and her mother treats herself as a tool, because of artificial human beings, grows up quickly, and finally dies with her own father?

Mordred was very upset. He was so upset that he directly cut a mark on the ground with the magic sword in his hand. Of course, he didn't tear the souls of these children. He just sat down on the box next to him after venting his displeasure. He raised his legs and propped his chin with his hands, looking like a bad girl and big sister.

"I am Mordred, I don't know if you have heard of my legend, and then we will compete to see who is worse!"

The vengeful spirits of these children looked at each other, and one of the girls asked in a low voice, "Who is Mo De Mo De?"

The other boy shook his head, "It's not Morde, it's Morered."

Another child shook his head, "Huh? Isn't Momod?"

Mordred twitched the corner of his mouth, and then smashed his fist to the side. The wooden box was smashed directly, and the children were basically taken aback. Sensing the resentment they were constantly exuding due to the unfair fate, Mordred finally sighed and did not burst out his anger.

I kept telling myself in my heart that these are children in front of me, yes, they are all little devils, and they seem to be the kind of little devils who have not received education, although the education I have received is mainly knight education, so To some extent, the difference between myself and these little devils in front of me is really not that big.

The only difference may be that I can read and write. If I want to talk about books, I really haven't read many books.

"It's Mordred!!"

A few well-behaved children nodded. Even though they were full of resentment, they were still good-looking babies. Then a small voice came from the crowd, "So who is Mordred?"

There are a few children who set their sights behind themselves. The children of London City, Wraith, are just born, and they are as old as teens. Since they are young, they don't know the story about Mordred. The older ones should know that there are some children who have worked in wealthy families and have done a good job. If they are lucky, they can get some books they have read from their masters.

If some children are lucky, they may be able to listen to tutoring lessons with the children of these wealthy families, but it is only for listening. Even children who can read a little are very likely to close down in the black factories where they work. Afterwards, living on the street.

In that era, under the brilliance of the industrial revolution, there was a lot of darkness and crime hidden. In order to survive, some people always took risks. These street children were vulnerable groups after all. If they robbed money, they would naturally focus on these vulnerable groups I am afraid that those older children who can read will die because of this.

Or maybe there was an accident in the process of doing work.

They are the resentment of London children. The purpose of setting off this inherent barrier is naturally to attack the heart. Therefore, most of the children who appear in front of the heroic spirits are not very old children, and those who are a little older stand at the back. The location is hidden in the thick fog.

Under the watchful eyes of these children who could be called younger siblings, an older child who had read some books took a few steps forward, "Mordred... the knights of the round table in the legend of King Arthur, The child whom King Arthur does not agree with is also the culprit who destroyed King Arthur's country, so what do you want to say, and you want to use yourself as an example to tell us, is our life still beautiful?"

Mordred actually had a good argument with these children at first, but when he was about to speak, he thought about it again and closed his mouth again, because it was meaningless.

Mordred calmed down for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, dissipating all the anger in his heart, and then looked around these children for a day, his chin showing a bit of helplessness throughout his body.

"No... It doesn't make any sense to compare yourself to anyone else now. We are all dead beings, the shadows of those souls. Even if you destroy or save your shadows now, there is no way to change your past. What happened to me, the same goes for me.”

Mordred's green eyes became serious, "I just want to tell you, just as your birth may be due to an accident, so you were abandoned, or you experienced warmth, and in the end because of various Things are abandoned, and so am I, and my birth was a conspiracy to bring King Arthur down from his throne."

Mordred sat up straight, "Originally, I wanted to use the most normal method, that is, to obtain the kingdom through heir inheritance to become king, but you should know the final result. To be honest, I am a man-made human. I was born with a purpose from the very beginning, by the way, don't look at me growing up like this, but my actual age is not more than 12 years old..."

Among these children's grievances, the older child frowned, "So what do you want to express?"

Mordred put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said in a very serious tone, "Can't you hear it? Whether it's the distant past, the era you live in, or the present! There are always children who can't get The love of parents, children are always abandoned, this is something that hasn't changed since ancient times, it's just that you happen to live in an era that is more fucked than ever!

I don't want to say that you can let go of your grievances and be so relieved. After all, you are just shadows of the past. I can only say that no matter in any era, there are existences similar to your experiences.

You see, compared to me, at least you are still together, you can help each other, you can chat with each other, and you are not alone, are you? "

Mordred leaned his body against the wall again, "Thinking about it, I'm indeed a little bit worse than you guys, well... let's not mention these bad things for now, because of the difference between you and me. For the sake of the similarity between the two, I won't attack you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the attacks of others."

Chapter 309: Arrow of Betrayal

Mordred didn't think he was wrong. The person following in that jeep was Aslan, the Aslan of his own world. Mordred didn't care about participating in the Holy Grail War in the world he crossed. It's not too surprising, after all, her mother is a rare great witch in Great Britain, and she has come into contact with the concept of parallel worlds from her mother.

Don't look at the way she fights like a berserker. In fact, Mordred has some knowledge that some magicians don't have. Just remember a little bit.

From this point of view, maybe in a parallel world, Mordred chose to inherit the identity of the Great Witch. After all, choosing to learn magic is the best way to solve his negative physical state.

Although I don't know what the final ending of Riaslan is in my own world?But thinking about the man-made god that fell from the sky during the final battle between myself and my father, I am sure that guy will have a good life. If I came in my own world, then I can buy one. Take a good look at this legend.

As for speculation about Aslan's death?That's impossible, even if Mordred doesn't know that Aslan has the blood of a half-dragon, she also knows that the distant ideal land is on Aslan's body. Dragon, simply drinking dragon blood can continue life.

Although I don't know how Aslan came to this world, but I was summoned to this world, probably because of Aslan as the anchor of the bond.

But I just came to participate in a victorious war, and paying attention to so many things in my own world and other worlds can't change anything, so I shook my head, and Mordred looked aside. The corner of his mouth curled up, "Let's have a good chat during this time."

Aslan looked at the resentful spirits of children in front of him, but waved the holy flag to purify them. Anyway, no matter how hard he tried to purify, he could only suspend and eliminate the shadows of these souls. To some extent , which can be regarded as useless work.

After all, I have no way to pull Jack directly from the Seat of Heroes, and completely purify her body.

What's more, is the Jack that was pulled from the seat of Heroes a collection of children's grievances, or the phantom that came from various people's legends, combined with the stories passed down by everyone and weird legends? not allowed.

However, if the shadows of these resentful spirits can be transcended in this way, so that these souls can have such a beautiful dream, that would be good. At least the way to give these children happiness right now is definitely not to let Jack continue to survive.

Now is not the time for a major human crisis, nor is it the time for anti-heroes and ordinary heroes to fight together. Similarly, the current master of Jack is not the "last master of mankind". He does not have the characteristics of that one. It is not an easy task to make little Jack obedient.

In the original story line, Joan of Arc also made the same choice, but Joan of Arc was also pulled into the illusion and questioned her soul.

As for why I was not pulled into the environment of this fog city, I am afraid that it has something to do with the fact that I have lived long enough. The self-awareness of 1500 years cannot be influenced by some resentful spirits, not to mention that I am a dragon, and I want to Pulling oneself into an illusion, unless it is a level A magic, or even B level, can only make oneself trance for a short period of time.

A scene similar to an inherent enchantment unfolded by such a coincidence could not drag Aslan into the abyss of his own confusion. There was even one thing to say about Aslan, but that was all.

No matter how resentful and unwilling the souls of these children look at him, Aslan can wave the holy flag in his hand to relieve these children, and let the dead be gone, ashes to ashes, dust to dust Soil, what should go should not stay.

Although it is a bit cruel to these children.

But it's also true...

After 1500 years of precipitation, although Aslan looks more and more childish, his mood has become calm enough, so he will not stop his actions because of the expressions of these children.

However, Aslan found that the spirits of these children seemed to be purposefully leading him in another direction. Although it felt strange, Aslan was not afraid. Couldn't he solve these trivial matters?

That's right, in Aslan's eyes, the dream world created by Jack is simply a trivial matter. After all, it is no problem to forcefully break open the world with one's own strength, but before the old bug appeared, he didn't want to. Exposed, after all, if you want to deal with that old bug, it is the most effective way to show your hole cards before the other party shows their cards.

To be honest, what the old bug did left a deep impression and sequelae on Aslan. If I didn't kill the old bug, I was always worried that he would do some unimaginable big things again.

While following these children, he purified the surrounding spirits. The dense fog around him had already blocked his vision. Estee Lauder could not see everything around him clearly through the thick fog. It seemed that Jack did it on purpose. Indeed, at this moment, there is nothing but openness in the field of vision of a girl archer with a cat.

Seeing that Aslan directly evolved the shadows of these children without hesitation, Atalanta, who had been troubled by various resentments, as if he had entered a dead end, raised his hand angrily. The bow of the sky in his hand aimed at Aslan's forehead from a distance, and then let go of his hand.

Relying on his intuition, Aslan felt that an attack was approaching his forehead quickly, so he raised the holy spear in his hand and turned around in a circle. The swordsman with magic power was wrapped by the holy spear and the flag, It was thrown aside, but on the same flag, there was also a small wound mark.

Although I can quickly repair it with my own forging technology, it is still very uncomfortable!

Taking a look at the bow and arrow fired towards him, Aslan can be sure that this is Atalanta's attack. After all, the appearance of this incident is obviously ancient Greek style. The child is using it, if you can't wake up the huntress, you can only say sorry.

Chapter 310: Breaking the World

Aslan opened his own head, looking for magic props that can address the current situation. At the same time, he used the holy spear in his hand to shoot the fired bow and arrow aside, facing the enemy that he could not see, but the enemy could Seeing his own situation through the mist, Aslan remembered that he had communicated and inquired with some immortals when he went to the East in the Sea of ​​Stars.

Some of them have been imitated through simulation, which can be regarded as equipment that exists as treasures. Although some of their abilities are realized through their own unique forging technology, compared with those seemingly simple treasures, they have a sense of future technology.

After a while, Aslan pulled out a high-tech looking fan from his space magic dress. This is a prop that Aslan forged by observing the treasured plantain fan. As mentioned earlier, some work The mechanism needs to be realized by Aslan using special means, so it can only be made into a posture.

Aslan put the electric fan on the ground, and then reached out and grabbed the wire. The powerful magic power was input along the wire, and the entire fan-like equipment began to start quickly.

Atalanta may have also noticed Aslan's movements, so the next few arrows seemed to be aimed at this fan-like equipment, but it was a pity that before these attacks hit, the fan was already gone. After starting, a strong storm whizzed out from the electric fan, forming a tornado in midair.

Whether it was the mist or the attack launched by the Sky Bow, they were all blown in the opposite direction by the storm at this moment, and the scene of the fog city finally appeared clearly in Aslan's eyes At the same time, Atalanta, who was attacking him, was naturally exposed, and even the huntress maintained an offensive posture.

It was only at this moment that Aslan saw the expression on the huntress's face clearly. He frowned and clenched his teeth. The expression on his face looked a bit ferocious.

"You bastard...you actually—you—really killed them!! They're just kids!!"

After hearing Atalanta's words, Aslan had a strange expression on his face. If he could complain now, Aslan would definitely complain about Atalanta's current appearance. Just like those parents of bear children during Chinese New Year.

It’s the kind of thing that disassembles all your figurines, clamors to play with your mobile phone all day long, and then logs in to your game, deletes all your useful characters, and then you want to let this brat Compensation, but for their parents, he is just a child, completely blocking it.

It seems that as long as the child does something wrong, it can be forgiven, no matter how big the wrong thing is.

"Do you know what you are doing now? Atalanta!"

Aslan retracted the fan at his feet, and fixed his eyes on the huntress in front of him. Atalanta continued to look at Aslan with hatred and determination in his eyes, even the hatred It also became more and more intense.

"Ah...Of course I know what I'm doing! I'm fulfilling my promise, I'm fulfilling my long-cherished wish! I want to protect the child, even if all of you want to kill her, I will choose to protect her! !"

Atalanta directly raised the bow of the sky, "I will hunt you down! Cut off your head and give it to these lovely children! Dedicate it to the two great gods...【Complaint of arrows】!"

Atalanta chose to liberate the Noble Phantasm, and the two-color magic galaxy unfolded to both sides, and then fell again like a bomb, not caring about her magic power at all.

Gee!

Aslan shook his head, reached out and took off the pendant on his neck, the Supreme Masterpiece appeared behind Aslan, and then without Aslan's command, the Supreme Masterpiece raised his head, looking Towards the sky, and then what was made by the core of the gods, Nu Xin began to move rapidly.

All the muzzles on the top and bottom of the Supreme Masterpiece were deployed.

Supreme Masterpiece perfectly understands Aslan's purpose, which is to directly add this space similar to the inherent enchantment and blast it into slag. It itself was formed by chance and coincidence. Now it is nothing more than a competition to see whose magic power More!

If it weren't for the fact that Aslan is sober now, Supreme Masterpiece would even snort coldly, what are you kidding?You, a huntress, are allowed to favor Jack, and I, an old father, are not allowed to favor my son?

My son is so filial and sensible, much more well-behaved than that brat you like and that wraith, if he is so ignorant of right and wrong, then he will be a foolish king and a magic dragon again, and he will spoil his son to heaven.

Stepping on the corpses of the gods, the output ability of the remodeled supreme masterpiece has been improved compared to the first generation. Such a powerful burst of magic power naturally attracted everyone who is awake in this inherent barrier, well, now awake There are only Estee Lauder and Mordred. As for the other two on the black side, they are still in the illusion.

The magic power of various colors shot directly into the sky, especially the power of the highest furnace core, which can be called the Hammer of Justice, which directly emptied an area of ​​the magic arrows bombarded from above the sky, and Yas was not needed at all. Lan made other defensive preparations.

With the magic power bombarding the heavens, the entire magic enchantment fell into shock, as if the world was about to be destroyed, the muzzle was still outputting magic power, the sky shattered like glass, and these magic shells fired continuously Like a blade, it keeps cutting the whole world.

And the world is like cutting a broken watermelon from the inside.