Chapter 125：

Name：I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Author：Trumpet that only tells stories
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Dilumudo disappeared.

...A gentle listener.

Chapter 76 The blood of all kings will end with the sword! [Fourteenth more]

Looking at the disappearing Dilumudo, Shirou turned and looked at Kenneth.

"Want to kill me?" Kenneth asked.

"You wanted Dilumu to kill me twice. Can you tell me why? Even though I was weak at that time, it wouldn't make you ignore other combinations. You must kill me?" Shi Lang asked.

"It doesn't really matter to me whether I kill you or not. This Holy Grail war became insignificant the moment I saw you. Because of your body, that body that can blend with your followers, It is the rare treasure, the treasure that most magicians are eager for. I am no exception." Kenneth said.

"Really." Shilang looked at Kenneth with his bright eyes.

Then-

"Chao"

[Projection] The sharp sword that came out flew over and pierced Kenneth's abdomen fiercely.

"Puff—"

Kenneth vomited blood, reached out his hand to cover his abdomen, the gurgling blood dripped down the sword's edge.

"Tick, tick."

"I won't forgive you, I will hate you forever. So, never appear in my world again." Shi Lang turned around, the black mud turned into meat wings, and flew away.

"Teacher..." Webber walked over with concern.

"Two fools. No. Three fools. No, no, no...and me. Hahaha! Great! Four fools!" Kenneth vomited blood and laughed, crazy. .

He drew the sharp sword from his abdomen, and then performed healing magic on himself.

"What are you staying here for? Your power—you're going to run! Stupid bastard!" Kenneth scolded.

"What—?"

Webber froze for a moment.

Force?

Webber's eyes lit up slightly, and then he rolled over and rode on Busifalas. He looked at Kenneth and said thankfully, "Thank you, teacher."

Kenneth snorted sniffly.

Weber drove away.

Kenneth watched Webber go away, and whispered, "What is the other side of your dream, stupid?"

Kenneth clutched his chest, dragged his body, and came to the sleeping Sola, his mean face softened.

"Sora, my dear Sora..."

He lay down beside Sora, looking up at the sky. Just like looking at the sky when he was a child, the only difference is that at that time he was already standing too high and there was no one by his side, but now he is ignorant, but he is sleeping soundly beside him.

He looked at the sky.

I saw several transport planes flying in the sky, and then a small human figure parachuted down from the transport plane.

"Something is going to happen... this time... are the Templar Church and the Magic Association suppressed?"

Even Kenneth was not sure about this.

Because of the army, it started to intervene.

…

"Caster! Caster!...Fujimaru Shiro...!"

The voice of calling came from his ears, Shi Lang stopped in the air, turned around and looked around, only to see Weber chasing after him.

Shi Lang was a little strange, manipulating the black mud to turn into a lotus platform, standing on the black lotus platform and slowly descending from the sky.

He looked at Weber and asked, "Is there anything else, Weber?"

Weber got down from Bussifalas, looked at Shirou earnestly, and pleaded: "Caster...Although it is shameless to say that as the lord of Rider. But please lend me your power!"

"What do you want to do?" Shi Lang asked.

"Cracked—Iskandall!" Webber said firmly.

"Really...Iskandal, is it also contaminated by the evil of this world? Well, I will lend myself to you, and let's go and defeat Iskandal together." Fujimaru Shiro said.

"Thank you, Caster."

"You are welcome." Shi Lang said with a smile.

Weber stared at those bright eyes in a daze, and said to his heart that it really became different. Become more dazzling.

He turned over and rode on Bussifalas, and said to Bussifalas softly, "Bussifalas, take me to find your king."

"Hey Lü Lü...!"

Busy Faras screamed loudly and ran away.

The fleshy wings of mud behind Shilang fluttered and chased after him.

This way, it was chased to the Dongmu Bridge.

At this moment, the Fuyuki Bridge is like a watershed.

In Xindu, real estate has risen from the ground and buildings are lined up to show the prosperity of people, while in Shenshan Town, it has become a sea of ​​flames. The mud, like a fire of anger, burns all the backward, ignorant, and shabby things to death.

At this time, the Winterwood Bridge was empty, only a dark king standing there, as if waiting for someone all the time.

"Iskandall..." Shirou looked at the dark king, and Shi Lang was really unbelievable. The king who had his heart toward the stars and the sea and bestowed his heroic spirit was contaminated by mud.

Slowly landed from the air.

And at this moment—

"—!!!"

With a "bang", the jet-black beam of light from the temple church attacked Xiang Shiro like a comet.

Shi Lang didn't even think about it, he directly circled himself with black mud, and then [projected] dozens of shields recorded in the spirit foundation of the Palace of Heroes, blocking them in front of him, and finally blocked them with the seven rings covering the blazing sky. Front.