Chapter 2009：

The sound was killed instantly.

The scene was silent.

Immediately afterwards, Gettia, who was shot into a sieve, turned into petals and fell.

It turned out to be illusion.

"How is it possible? My treasure was actually reflected..."

The real Ghetia was dumbfounded and furious.

Merlin wiped his forehead. If it hadn’t been for what Shiro meant, he would use a hand of illusion to awaken the reality. Now Gaetia has been ravaged by the reflected light of the human law that has blessed the occult technique, and he will be injured if he is dead or injured. .

——Thanks to Gurneyville who reserved a hand in advance.

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Galahad with a serious face.

I saw Galahad's dark body slowly walking out like a nightmare in the smoke of destruction.

In his hand, there was a silver-white shield of brilliance.

Obviously, it was the shield that reflected Getia's human correction light.

And that shield

Ambrosius' complexion changed drastically: "It's the plain of joy!"

Plain of Joy...

The others didn't feel anything yet, but Merlin's mood suddenly became a little confused.

The Plain of Joy, that is the place where the demon spirit talks originated, and it is also the beginning of the origin of Celtic mythology.

The place where the original fairy Taitis made the fairy, the embryonic form of the Garden of Eden in the Bible, possesses the highest level of mystery.

Even Merlin, the son of Ambrosius, only heard about the plain. He hadn’t seen it, but the shield in Galahad’s hand is the conceptual tool of [Plain of Joy]. Now!

Galahad used the [Plain of Joy] to push Gaetia's humanity to correct the light, and then stepped on and rushed towards Gaetia.

Gaetia was also stunned by the loss of the treasure. Shirou saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Run, Gaetia!"

Gaetia reacted, but it was too late. Galahad's desperate black figure had appeared in front of him. Fortunately, Gaetia did not hide. Instead, he roared and turned his fists into endless golden dragons. The shadow bombarded Galahad's body like a storm.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The metal roars constantly, but Gaetia's attack, let alone hurt Galahad, the wall of the empire, could not even make him retreat.

Not only that, every step of the attacked Galahad, Gaetia, as the attacker, was instead taken a step back.

Amidst the stormy golden shadows, Galahad’s eyes flashed with an arc of light, and then raised his hand, like a black dragon protruding out of the endless golden shadows, punching It hit Gaetia's abdomen.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the golden fist shadows all over the sky disappeared.

Gaetia's burly golden body shattered like a spider web, and there was a deep pit in the place where Galahad was attacked.

"Unexpectedly, there will be such a thing... unexpectedly there will be such a thing..."

Gaetia was clutching his abdomen, with bloodshot eyes, and looking at the tall and dark steel in front of him, he unconsciously felt like it was when he was modified by King Solomon before his death, and when he faced the Chief of Parliament for the first time. Emotion.

That is the fear of longevity, but also the anger of being trampled on by pride.

However, unlike Gaetia, which has already understood emotions, Aristotle as an empire, the ultimate artificial intelligence, the walls of the empire-Galahad does not have those codes that operate logic.

He stretched out his huge palm, like black pliers grabbing Gaetia's head, and slamming him on the ground, dragging him abruptly hundreds of meters.

The blood was red all the way.

Abigail couldn't stand it and wanted to open the door to rescue Getia back, but Galahad raised his head and glanced at her.

It was that glance, like the nightmare of the abyss swept across the heart, and the indescribable terror enveloped the body, making it difficult for Abigail to do it for a while.

Galahad turned his head, grabbed Getia's bald head in one hand, and raised him high against the crowd, and then bombarded his back with the other hand like a black dragon.

"Ah—"

Screams of pain.

People saw a clear fist mark protruding from Gaetia's abdomen.

On the perfect, strong body, the cracks that shattered like a spider web became more obvious.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

The constant bombardment was accompanied by weaker and weaker screams.

On Gaetia's abdomen, prominent fist marks appeared one after another.

It was Galahad punching punches from behind.

He did just that, but no one dared to move easily.

The darkness of terror enveloped the entire world.

Whether it is animal nature, dream monsters and fairies, they are all dominated by this simple, pure fear.

"Really--, enough!"

A sword with countless alien patterns suddenly emerged from the ground of Getia and pierced straight toward his chest.

"Clang--"

The sword that killed the constancy failed to penetrate Galahad's armor, but it succeeded in attracting Galahad's attention.

Galahad stopped the ravages of Getia, lowered his head, and looked towards the ground at his feet.

It's now!

Shi Lang was holding the holy spear with a stride, and his figure seemed to flicker. He appeared in front of Galahad, and the holy spear in his hand was pierced straight into Galahad's eyes.

"Keng--"