Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Following the girl's call, [Word Spirit. Oracle] expanded in an unprecedented manner. With the girl as the center, the barrier began to spread to all sides. The semicircular field swallowed Tokyo Tower but showed no signs of stopping. Pushing towards the distance at a faster speed.

The sharp blade with the spider pattern handle began to tremble continuously. It has been several years since it was inherited by Yuan Zhisheng, but this weapon has never shown such a fanatical attitude.

Just like a baby swallow returning to its nest, Dao made no secret of his recognition and praise for the purity of dragon blood in Fujimaru Ritsuka's body. As the light shone brightly, an extremely mysterious and complex matrix emerged.

The complicated mysterious patterns slowly rotated, the golden light on the sword flowed faster and faster, and the vibration became more and more powerful. Fujimaru Ritsuka almost suspected that what he was holding was not a sword, but a dragon!

Fever, ecstasy, madness, information begins to copy. The information belt on the Heroic Soul Seat is a mystery that humans cannot grasp. It is the life of a hero who has left footprints in human psychology.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka's brain in this life could not directly withstand the torrent of information from all parallel worlds, so she took advantage of the definition of a servant and intercepted fragments of the life of the owner of the knife.

That is the end that no one has ever reached in this world.

[Incineration of Humanity = Battle of Salvation = Revenge of Fantasy Species on Humanity = Resurrection of the Dragon King]

[The Heroic Soul Seat = Information Belt of the Heroes of Humanity = The Salvation Mechanism of the Collective of Human Wills]

Regardless of the concept, reason, or mechanism, all the needs for the birth of heroic spirits have been met——

At a certain moment, the torrent of particles suddenly surged violently, and a huge pillar of light rose up from Tokyo in the rainstorm, ending with the girl, tearing through the clouds and connecting the sky and the earth.

The orange-red hair was swaying due to the updraft, and the girl in the torrent spoke softly.

"One more step -"

Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to sing in a relaxed manner. She had to face the last obstacle in her plan - the lack of magic power.

Without magic power, even if the heroic spirit responds to the call, even if the heroic spirit on the Heroic Spirit Seat wants to reach him, there is nothing he can do.

At this point, the girl is not completely without ideas.

The spirit of words manifests itself in the form of flames appearing out of thin air, physical acceleration out of thin air, and temperature regulation without any reason.

If the word spirit corresponds to magic, then to be more precise, it is "a magic result that is directly generated by a language program and does not involve human control of the direction of magic power."

That is to say

"I order you in the name of the Command Seal——"

The spirit of speech itself can use the "great source" that is full in the atmosphere but cannot be used by humans!

As for the command spell, as the girl's own mental attribute distorts the [Word Spirit. Oracle], its performance will be consumed, which means that the existence itself means - the storage of the great source.

Use part of the source used by the word spirit as a substitute for magic power to provide the magic power needed for the heroic spirit to appear!

The divine weapon named Doji Kiriyatsuna, who also serves as the concept of a holy relic, an alchemical weapon, and a noble phantom, will naturally respond to the girl's call.

That is.

"Yorimitsu Minamoto, answer my call!——"

Almost as soon as the girl finished speaking, she sheathed the knife in a wild manner.

At the same time, the thunderclouds already hovering in the sky "stalled."

Thunder no longer struck the earth, the roar suddenly stopped and turned into pure silence. Even the falling rain seemed to stop in mid-air, condensing into round water droplets.

Slowly, slower still.

As if the colors faded, time and space ushered in black and white stillness.

The knife was placed across the girl's waist, and the orange-red hair fell down, covering the girl's face.

The alchemy matrix on the alchemy weapon rotates at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye, and eventually countless flickering particles begin to condense into a human form——

She was a tall woman with an unusually prominent figure. The most appropriate description was that she was bulging forward and backward.

Her long purple-black hair is tied tightly at the end and hangs like a ponytail. She wears a tight-fitting purple suit like a cheongsam. All protruding parts of her body are covered and restrained by armor. There seems to be a vague shadow of a bow and arrow and a sword behind her.

If this is just a warrior who takes advantage of the sword, then the knotted ropes that wrap around the delicate body like a bundle and slide out of the curve are completely intentional to highlight the overly full breasts.

Sexy clothes bring out the devilish figures of women, but even in such existence, there is an excess of maternal nature.

The moment the girl saw the other person, she spoke subconsciously.

haven't seen you for a long time

I miss you

I dreamed of you

I'm sorry for leaving you for so long without permission.

Thank you for being willing to heed the call of a guy like me.

There is obviously a lot to say, but when it comes to his mouth, he somehow returns to the state he is most familiar with.

The girl took a deep breath.

"Mom, please save me."

When speaking, even Fujimaru Ritsuka was actually a little embarrassed and ashamed.

Perhaps it was because he, a master who had "run away from home," had no shame in seeking help from heroic spirits he knew well, or perhaps because he was determined to become as strong as the heroic spirits and would no longer trouble them to take care of him.

It's obviously a little closer

As expected, the strong still need light cannons, Ritsuka complained.

At this moment, the woman in front of her smiled, her smile was so graceful, like a blooming domestic flower, and she was the perfect Yamato Nadeshiko. Her eyes held more direct and passionate emotions than Fujimaru Ritsuka's, and she hugged the girl.

There was no trace of blame or complaint in her eyes, just silent emotion and nostalgia.

The two of them touched, the particles of light touched human skin——

Then

Shattered.

The female figure turned into light fragments and dispersed. Ritsuka watched this scene without panicking.

This is a matter of course.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't do it perfectly all at once.

The fantasy thinking circuit has only been proven to work, but there are still many shortcomings.

The command spell of [Word Spirit. Oracle] provides magic power as a source of power, but the quality and quantity are too different. If you want to succeed, you may need a more mysterious alchemical method.

In any case, now the girl's attempt has indeed failed.

but--

Not all was lost.

"Lai Guang."

The girl murmured and touched the side of her face with her hand.

The next moment, she put her hand on the handle of Doji Kiriyazuna's knife and held her breath in silence.

As expected "Plan Pass"!

Magic power is not enough to shape the physical body of a heroic spirit, but the successful communication of spiritual elements means the successful activation of [Word Spirit. Oracle].

——Absolute control over spiritual elements.

Suddenly, the girl changed the rhythm of her mouth. She no longer chanted mysterious dragon inscriptions, nor was she the words to summon heroic spirits.

[Show yourself, my loyal minister——]

Spirit represents self-awareness and understanding of the world.

Knowledge of the world and self-awareness are exactly what the Heroic Spirit is recorded on the Throne of Heroes.

That is information.

【My brothers and feet】

The physical body collapsed, but all the information turned into pure spiritual elements and entered the girl's body in that short period of time.

Yes, the physical body does not need to be condensed from the beginning.

【My Armor】

——As long as the master himself is used as the fighting entity and as a substitute for the spiritual base, it will be fine.

The copied information is blessed in the body of the emperor-level hybrid, turning into a shadow and wrapping around it!

The Genji hero who once killed the King of Evil Demons and ruled the country with absolute dignity appeared again. The gentle woman gently wrapped the girl, and her slender white fingers overlapped with the girl's fingers on the handle of the knife.

It was similar but different from the state the girl had used in her journey to save the world——

[Shadow of Spirit Base]

The next moment, the girl opened her eyes, and the pure gold that tore through any haze shrouded the world!

The girl made mouth movements, but her voice could not be transmitted in this world.

The cloud that should have stopped started to operate, but to be more precise -

It's a collapse.

The girl waved her arms, but it was like God turning the pages of a book.

The lips move lightly, as if God is spreading holy words——

【Real Name Liberation】

"The Ox King recruits Thunder Sky Network to restore"

The blade chopped up the stagnant raindrops in the sky, and the dark clouds that should have gathered disappeared in an instant and were crushed into nothingness.

In the dead silence, suddenly broke out!

——The lightning that was more dazzling than the sun bared its teeth and claws, rushing through the sky and the earth like wild beasts, more like a tsunami with water reaching the sky!

Tokyo Tower and the entire city were shaken violently, as if the sky was about to fall.

The girl waving the spiritual words was like blowing the horn of destruction. The white giant stood on the ground, opened his arms and opened the giant crossbow, and the blow that destroyed civilization penetrated the dome like a star!

The atmosphere was torn apart, the sky was cut into pieces, and the broken sky took on an irregular spiral shape.

The earth roared and groaned, and the night fell. With Tokyo Tower as the center, countless dragon-shaped dead servants looking up to the sky stood there, even the instinct to escape was destroyed.

Just because the great fear has surpassed the original wish to survive.

The pure white torrent is like countless birds condensed by thunder and lightning, spreading its wings to the sky!

Flap your wings and fly across the steel. The matter in nature began to annihilate, dissipate, twist, and then merge into star points and turn into dust in the light.

Everything within sight turned into dazzling pure white.

The people in the executive bureau were stunned because at that moment.

The night was killed.

The whole of Tokyo ushered in daylight.

*

"Oh oh oh~~"

In the distance of Tokyo, a ramen chef on a bicycle covered his forehead with his hands and looked into the distance.

The white light illuminated the whole of Tokyo, stretching the old man's back. He rubbed his greasy turban with the back of his hand, and the angry thunder that reached into the sky was reflected in his sighing eyes.

"It's really awesome."

The ramen chef stepped on the ground and felt it, and found that the whole city was trembling because of the distant light beam.

"You are worthy of Ritsuka-chan for acting like this when you just awakened your Kotonrei. But..."

The wind blew the ramen chef's white hair, and the old man pedaled his bicycle again, muttering in a sighing tone.

"It seemed like I caused more trouble when I woke up. Well, let's not show off this to Ritsuka-chan."

The old man was blowing hot air as he rode towards the commercial building in the distance in the middle of the night.

"Don't tell me~ I'm delivering food."

*

【Dududulu~】

In the dark room, the villain in the center of the electronic screen threw away the last tube of blood. The girl with dark red hair froze, and her eyes as clear as a mirror lake moved away from the game console and looked in one direction.

There was no expression on the girl's delicate face, she just tilted her head slightly as if confused.

*

Snapped.

"--.How can it be?!"

In Beijing, China, a girl with chestnut hair is holding a large bag of potato chips with a beautiful back view. She is wearing hot pants and short sleeves, and the chestnut hair on her head is bouncing around, making her look so lively and lovely.

But at a certain moment, the girl froze on the spot, and the potato chips fell softly on the cement floor. The passers-by around her were so curious that they wanted to cast a glance at her, but they moved away due to inexplicable instincts. They swallowed saliva and wiped the cold sweat on their cheeks and ran away quickly.

The endless flow of people in the night snack street tore a hole with the girl as the center, while the girl herself looked towards the east with an attitude of almost horror, her pupils were constantly shaking, and her face was distorted.

"It's a lie"

*

The rain was pouring down, and this was a country that seemed to be forever mired in darkness and heavy rain.

Countless golden eyes in the darkness moved subconsciously, looking fixedly in a certain direction, but then lowered their heads after trembling violently, and countless sobs and sharp shouts came from the depths of the darkness.

The king of Eternal Night opened his eyes, and the horse beneath him roared loudly, a roar unimaginable in the biological world.

The golden light flowed and entangled, and the king tightened his grip on the silver-white spear in his hand and fell into a long silence.

*

In the United States, an unshaven man had a dark face and drooped head. His hand was placed on a slightly greasy mouse but did not move. The computer screen in front of him kept flashing, but he remained indifferent.

He was playing "StarCraft". Just a few seconds ago, his heart tightened inexplicably, causing the farmer he regarded as famous to be almost killed by multi-line puppies.

The player on the opposite side was taunting on the public screen at the moment, making the man a little bit unable to sit still.

"Damn it, it must be the earthquake of the century, or it's a solar storm. You obviously don't feel it?"

"Mingming" is the name of the opponent's player. He should have been his younger brother, the second player on the channel. Normally, a man would have to use all his strength to knock him down.

He tried his best to output at the head of the big bear, hoping to get a response from the other side.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to care.

【ah? I feel nothing. 】

"Damn, you must be too slow!"

【? 】

[Why does the Prime Minister care about him? Does every big man do this gesture? Shame on you! 】

"I can't understand what Chinese you are talking about!"

[Hey, let’s not talk anymore. It’s already early in the morning. Something will happen if I don’t go home. I slipped away. 】

In a remote Internet cafe in China, the young man finished typing his cool and taunting words on the keyboard and took off his headphones.

The panda avatar on the other side of his screen kept jumping, and the young man also showed a happy and successful smile, so cheap. He took advantage of the situation and planned to grab the hard-won nutrition express at his hand.

Snap.

"Um?"

The young man turned his head in confusion and saw that Nutritional Express had fallen down, and the white bottle rolled down onto the table.

"This is bad," the boy scratched his head and muttered.

"My hands are shaking after playing a game. I have to shamelessly ask my uncle for some snacks tonight."

When he said this, he subconsciously looked out through the window on the second floor of the Internet cafe for some reason.

The boy just watched quietly, with a trace of light hidden in the darkness of the night, reflected in the boy's dark brown eyes.

Perhaps, there are some hidden colors that he himself doesn't understand.

ps: Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang knew each other in advance, it’s the butterfly effect.

ps: I finally got this chapter out, what? Tai Zhong Er?

This is what I like!

ps: As for the explosive update? No, you don’t want to follow what others say, and don’t have a herd mentality. If you look carefully, these two chapters have more than 3,000 to 4,000 words. Isn’t that just a big update? (tactical fallback)

This is called quality over quantity!

The author is a girl in the third grade of elementary school, and her name is Um, Tumi-chan ()

There is a lot of coursework, and there is no way to burst into dozens of chapters suddenly!

But after class, I’ll go code and see how many chapters I can come up with.