Zongman: I Became A Simulator For Girls

It is a pity that Chen Fang neither has the arm strength to crush Hercules,

There are not thousands of treasures, and even the magic power is almost bottomed out.

After all, magic power cannot be increased by becoming a god through hundreds of exercises, and it doesn't want to be the same as spiritual power. As long as you exercise your spirit body, you can become stronger. The upper limit of magic power depends on the person's magic circuit.

Chen Fang's magic circuit is amazing enough, but there is still a gap between it and artificial people like Illya.

Illya can make unlimited offerings, but Chen Fang can't.

The headshot of Hercules just now directly drained Chen Fang's last bit of mana, and if he continued to use it, he would need to use his life force.

This is not what Chen Fang wants to see.

Chen Fang turned his gaze to Scarha who was communicating with Illya behind him, and said, "Skaha, come on, this guy's treasure is the Twelve Trials, and he has twelve lives. One died, and the remaining eleven will be given to you as a gift."

Why don't your own servants use it.

Summoned is not a vase.

If it was an assassin, Chen Fang would still accept not fighting, but not Scarha. The fighting power of this purple old woman could kill even a god.

That terrifying special attack on gods, it also attacked Hercules.

After all, Hercules was the son of Zeus, and later joined the seat of the gods as a constellation. The divinity is naturally A, and if it is not the position of a berserker, it will be even higher

In the original plot, Gilgamesh took advantage of the weakness of Heracles' high divinity and directly locked Hercules with the sky lock. The stronger the divinity, the greater the restraint he received. It gave Hercules a chance to shoot to death with thousands of treasures later.

"Alara, is Master going to die so soon?"

"Didn't you have a good fight just now?"

Scathach's teasing laughter sounded.

She could see that Chen Fang could actually rely on his fast speed to deal with Hercules. For Chen Fang at this moment, the magic power just made it easier to kill Hercules.

"Since you have defeated once, you can defeat the second time. You won't learn anything from people who are weaker than you, Scathach." Chen Fang turned his back to Hercules, and turned towards Illya and Si Kaha's direction to go.

Behind him, Hercules, shot through the head, rests briefly.

Get up from the ground again.

The hole in the head that was opened by Chen Fang's magic power also returned to its original state in a moment.

This skill, Chen Fang is the envy of Stone Hammer.

After hundreds of exercises, plus twelve lives per day, Chen Fang found a super strong man every day, and was beaten to death by him eleven times. After three and a half months, his strength is not heavenly.

But that's just a thought.

Chen Fang's eyes were fixed on Skaha and Illya from beginning to end, and Hercules behind him was about to throw himself in Chen Fang's position.

Scatha moved.

"Pierce, penetrate."

"Piercing through Death Fly's Grab!"

Scarlet light flashed past.

Before Chen Fang could react much, there was a silent sound of the ground breaking behind him

Hercules was directly stabbed to the ground by Scathach's powerful attack against the gods, unable to move, and his second life was consumed again.

"...!"

After a brief silence, Illya's face showed an extremely surprised expression.

This is a great hero in the Age of Gods!

Although he is not as strong as other job agencies in the present world as a madman.

But this is not a reason to be easily killed in seconds!

Ilya opened her beautiful eyes and stared closely at Scathach's direction.

What is the origin of this servant, who can easily kill the highly divine Hercules, but no matter who it is, it must be a super-standard existence, and it is the kind that can only exist in the Age of Gods.

Chen Fang looked at Scatha and Ilya with a smile on his face.

Skaha sighed a little, but still chose to make a move. After all, he is his master, and he still has to give the basic face.

It's not very troublesome, as long as you poke the spear in, pull it out, and poke it in again, ten times in a row is enough.

It's easy to say, but the only one who can do it is Skaha.

Looking at the flustered Ilya in front of her, Chen Fang smiled again.

"Illya-chan, can we have a good chat now?"

Chen Fang's voice was like the whisper of a demon, which made Illya's expression sink.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Of course the Holy Grail." Chen Fang said as a matter of course.

As Chen Fang's simulation object, Illya is one of Chen Fang's most valuable assets....

"Your way of chatting is to let your followers kill my berserker over and over again?" Illya said coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with Chen Fang's so-called "chat chat".

"Well, it's because it's an enemy. If it's not an enemy, why would I want to beat him?" Chen Fang said as a matter of course.

It is true that Illya is a simulated object, but before this new identity, Illya's first identity is Chen Fang's enemy.

And it's the kind that directly kills the servants as soon as he makes a move.

If another master was here, he would be turned into a meat paste if he was hit by the berserker.

"Then big brother, Illya will not be your enemy anymore, can you make your servants stop?" Illya said to Chen Fang, with a begging expression on her sweet and lovely face. Chen Fang called foul from the bottom of his heart.

but,

Chen Fang pinched Ilya's face with both hands, pinched it up and down, and said: "Ilya sauce, cuteness can't be eaten as a meal. If you want someone to complete the request, there is a price to pay."

Ilya, who was pinched by Chen Fang's cheek, couldn't break free from Chen Fang's shackles.

He moved his body desperately, but Chen Fang firmly held his small head in front of him.

"Don't...want...to pinch...my...face...uh"

Chen Fang still listened to Ilya's suggestion for a while, and loosened the strength in his hands a little.

"Illya sauce, it's all because your face is too soft, and you even took my hand to pinch it."

Elijah:......hetui

A certain scumbag's hand was still poking Ilya's face, but Ilya, who knew she couldn't escape, could only accept her fate.

Somewhere on a tall building, the spirit-formed Arash gradually revealed his figure. He was once again sent out by Rin Tohsaka, who was fishing, to inspect the enemy's situation. In view of black tea.

He communicates with Tohsaka Rin using the unique communication channel between the servant and the master.

"Master, I saw Mr. Chen Fang having a private meeting with a woman."

"By the way, master, that girl is also the master, Mr. Chen Fang won the battle with the opponent's servant.

"Wait, the other party can still be revived...... Fuck, Mr. Chen Fang's servants gave her a second."

"Master, Mr. Chen Fang started pinching that girl's face, and she was smiling very happily."

0…ask for flowers……

Inside the Chen Family Courtyard,

Rin Tohsaka put down the teacup in his hand, and listening to Arash's report, his anger suddenly rose.

He obviously only kissed her last night, but he went out early this morning to find a wild woman?

Tohsaka Rin's hand holding the tea cup subconsciously exerted strength, with a strong grip, without even using enhanced magic, he directly broke the tea forest in his hand into pieces.

"Arash, where is he?"

"They stopped and went to the outskirts, master, should I continue to watch? What if they do something in the woods?" Arash asked a little anxiously.

"What are you doing? No matter what you do, you will do it for me!"

"Nothing... ok, master."

The great hero Arash is forced to go into business.

The clairvoyant has been watching Chen Fang's position, which naturally cannot be hidden from Scathach, who has extremely fine perception. He just glanced at Arash, and a chill that reached the bottom of his heart resounded in Arash's heart.

At this time, Chen Fang and Ilya have settled their feud, at least on the surface.

"It was agreed in advance that I will just take you to Einzbern's house, and you and your servants will no longer attack Berserker, including me of course." Illya said.

"Of course, you can always trust me." Chen Fang said, patting his chest.

He really wouldn't do anything to Illya.

Even coming to Einzberenberg was to help Illya.

In the memory of the demon walker, although he has no knowledge of man-made humans, he has a method of consciousness transfer.

Illya's body is hopeless. It was specially made for the Holy Grail War. Even the creator didn't think about letting Illya live for a few more years. Once the Holy Grail War is over, Illya should enter It's the countdown to death.

In the original plot, even if Emiya Shiro tried his best to save Illya, it only made Illya live a few more years.

As Chen Fang's simulated object, Chen Fang will not be so laissez-faire.

especially,

Ilya's luck has just reached the edge of the simulation. When other people unlock it, their luck will more or less exceed the simulation line by a small half, but Ilya just hits the line. As long as Chen Fang After simulating once, Ilya's luck will directly touch the red line.

In the end, he and An Yilun also ended up in the same end.

This is what Chen Fang does not want to see.

"This is the castle of the Einzbern family." Ilya pointed to an old castle ahead.

Just as soon as he stepped into the range of the castle, Chen Fang felt a strong oppressive force.

The stronger the strength, the stronger the suppression seems to be.

On the other hand, Illya on the other side showed a look of optimism, and said directly: "You have already entered the barrier of the Einzbern family, the stronger the magician, the more suppressed he will be. Big, but since I agreed to your request, I will naturally not break my promise, I just let you take a look and leave."

"Yeah." Chen Fang stepped forward, pinched Ilya's face fiercely, and said perfunctorily.

This enchantment is only for suppression on the magic level.

It didn't have much effect on Chen Fang's body.

Scathach is also average. In terms of this point of suppression, it is not even as strong as the suppression she exerted on herself.

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