Chapter 107：

——"You will be my sword and shield, and I will be your eyes and head. Let's live together!"

——"We are partners in adversity, and this giant sword is our symbol!"

——"I have——, no longer alone!"

With memories flooding in, Shi Lang inserted the giant sword into Spartacus's remnant body, and then quickly moved away.

"——Fantasy collapse!"

Shi Lang turned his back, his face was cloudy, and he whispered, then magical power emerged.

"Rumble rumbling rumbling rumbling--!!!"

With the [Roar of the Wounded Beast], Fantasy Collapse brewed an extremely huge explosion.

Shilang didn't turn his head back, he shrouded his face under the cloud and moved forward silently.

The fire shining on Shi Lang's young, runny cheeks.

"Goodbye, Spartacus!"

——"Goodbye, the weak!"

The huge explosion eroded the tomb of the sword. To maintain the equivalent of the world, Shirou's magic power was consumed rapidly, until the end, he could no longer afford it.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

[Infinite Sword System] began to disappear.

And at the moment of disappearance--

"Pong——!"

A pointed bullet flew in the air and shot towards Shirou's head.

As Shirou guessed, as soon as Spartacus was dealt with, the assassination of Keiji followed!

However--

Altria waved the holy sword and clanged the bullet directly in half with a clang. That pretty face was full of solemnity, and he said loudly, "Eimiya Kiritugu! That's it! That's it! He is just a child! I will never sit by and watch you hurt him!"

No answer, no echo.

Her response was another bullet aimed at Shiro.

——Kill Caster! Grab that body!

The powerful effect of Lingshu began to strike, Di Lu Muduo began to lose control of his own movements, his wrists churned, and his two spears were directed at Shi Lang.

The crusade was over, the masters either did not believe Shiro's words or coveted Shiro's body. He began to maliciously twist the knight's will and attack Shirou.

"Knight King... Stop me... I can't... I can't shoot a child!" Di Lumuto struggled. Confronted. However, the body involuntarily moved towards Shirou.

"What a gaffe!" Iskander frowned, and he stepped forward to stop it.

However, at this time--

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho——!!!!!!"

The tyrannical roar sounded, and Spartacus, who had been crushed by the spiritual foundation, disappeared like a spiritual child.

However, the weak are being bullied, and the weak are being pressured.

The powerful willpower made the body that was about to be completely dissipated once again consolidate with the power of the black mud that has not yet been completely destroyed.

The wide giant sword swept away like moonlight, and with a clang, all the servants around Shilang swept away.

And then-

The huge body began to be illusory, and the condensed soul pours like snow on Shilang's crying cheeks.

"The weak, the remaining road...you have to go by yourself."

The hero's end. Like a dream, it disappeared completely.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Hot tears rolled down from his face.

Shi Lang covered his face and jumped directly into the river.

"What—what a heroic hero?" Iskandar muttered to himself, looking at the place where Spartacus disappeared.

"Really—he escaped." Altria breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can my gun be pointed at an innocent child...my glory..." Di Lumut was trembling in his heart.

...

...

On the other side of the river, Shi Lang grabbed the straw and climbed up.

Gasping for breath.

Breathe.

But in my heart, why can't I catch my breath?

Squatting on the bank of the river, looking at the embarrassed self in the water.

In this silent night, only Shirou himself hangs in shape. There is no one around him anymore. Just like himself six days ago, Shirou now was left alone in this cruel and terrifying war.

But is this fact cruel? No, never.

Because his hero has shown him the highest heroism.

That figure was already living in his heart and engraved in his soul. He could not forget that burly and heroic figure in his entire life. He couldn't forget the unhurried smile in his whole life.

Tears poured out of his eyes, mixed with the river water on his head, and fell to the ground.

"Tick, tick!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Shouted depressed.

"Boom, boom, boom—"