In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Leave it to me, but Master, are you going to deal with Assassin?"

"I'll complete the task first, these mice can survive for a while, but after that—" Rosen turned his head, showing a bloodthirsty smile.

"I'll search for them, I'll find them, and kill them!!"

PS: The first update!

PS2: Chapter push "Your Two-dimensional water is really deep"!

"You said that you have never seen Xingyue Sword, Giant Punch, or even Sea of ​​Dead Fire?"

Faced with such questioning, Gu Yu nodded honestly.

"Dare to come to my main god's space without knowing anything!?" The ball of light floating in the sky was furious, "I don't think you know the danger of Two-dimensional!"

Wait, you're the one who got me in here!

This is the story of an unlucky kid who knows almost nothing about otaku culture "difficultly" surviving in the space of the main god, and gradually grows into a dead otaku.

But for such a painful reality, he just wanted to say——

"You Two-dimensional are so scary, mom, I want to go home!"

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Modern technology makes the transmission of information extremely fast, and Assassin's strict organization spread the news as soon as the plan failed, which was even faster than the time the Roman emperor received the report.

From the branch to the branch, and then from the branch to the Uruk headquarters, but this time the information was divided into two parts from the branch. When the mountain man was thinking about it, in the closer alps magic cave, a The white-haired girl saw the same report.

Her breath is like the white snow covered all year round on the mountain, adding a little emptiness to the coldness, like a machine, only when it is running, can one realize the value of survival.

The dark-skinned girl is wearing a white gauze, letting the mountain wind blow her long hair at night, and the strange attire around her waist looks like two wings are waving.

"Did the arrangement of 'him' also fail?"

The girl muttered to herself without any emotional fluctuations. Unlike the demon concubine in Britain, her attitude towards the shadow was more like ignoring it.

Rights and vengeance don't matter. Destruction, only endless destruction can fill her heart. The black shadow who arranged the task is just providing a platform.

So 'his' failure did not make any waves, the girl only had civilization in her eyes, and Mordred's life or death had no effect.

The ruby-like eyes look towards the south, where there is a prosperous civilization waiting to be destroyed by him. This is a kind of reincarnation. The empire that was destroyed by him thousands of years ago is now standing in the world again. That kind of fateful attraction makes him She followed her heart and came here.

The girl's almost instinctive intuition of war emerged, and the next move was gradually appearing in her mind. Suddenly, the light was illuminated from the back, and a very lively voice came out.

"I found it, I found it, Attila, can you not run out at night!"

With some coquettishness, a beautiful girl with pink hair came over. Her attire was very suitable for the season. The pure white jacket and boots only showed the absolute area of ​​her thighs.

"I just received a piece of information." Altila handed over the blank paper extremely indifferently. Regardless of her skin color or personality, she couldn't get along with this queen.

But after thinking about it, she felt that there was still a bit of similarity, and that was the pursuit of the two of them.

Maeve, who pursues her desire, wants to fill the void in her heart. To a certain extent, greed and emptiness are the same.

However, Maeve didn't think about it that much, and glanced at it a little, showing an extremely interesting expression.

"Ha, he actually failed! I told you that those Assassins who hide their heads and show their tails are not warriors, but I just don't believe it!"

"Are you gloating?"

"No, no, how dare I~~~" Maeve waved her hands again and again, but her heart was full of resentment.

That guy is strong because he is strong, why is he not interested in himself!

"But... this Mordred is really strange. She destroyed that guy's plan once in Britain. I didn't expect to lose another group of Assassins in Rome. It's a pity that she is a woman~~~~ ~"

Attila didn't know why Maeve felt regretful, turned around and walked down the mountain, looked at the monsters gathered all over the mountain, and said without emotion:

"Assassin can only be counted as a pawn. It doesn't matter how many people die. When I lead the army south, if she hasn't escaped, let's kill her together."

The Killing Machine is not picky about its targets, and everything in its way is wiped out.

This violent logic made Maeve a little uncomfortable. She followed behind the white-haired girl and said softly, "It's not that simple. Mordred will cause trouble if we don't solve this problem."

"All I can do is sabotage. I'm not good at thinking and conspiring." Altera stopped in her tracks, her red eyes shining extremely brightly in the dim light.

"If you feel uneasy, just go to Rome and destroy that Mordred with your own hands."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to do such troublesome things~" Maeve just passed by the Alps, Rome doesn't have as many warriors worth looking forward to as France, but seeing Attila's cold gaze, she slapped her chest again :

"Don't worry, I'll take care of that trouble, but how many people do you have?"

"You can choose the warriors under your account, I'll just bring ordinary monsters." As a civilization destroyer, Attila was extremely decisive. Anyway, under "his" planning, Romania in the east has opened its borders, and his army is quietly coming from Eastern Europe. sneak into.

However, within half a month, the number of monsters in the Alps had multiplied several times, and under the smoky sky, the roars of monsters could be heard everywhere.

The magic cave, which was originally only defensive, suddenly became aggressive, but the surrounding countries knew nothing about it.

"That's what you said." Maeve was extremely happy. She looked at several figures sitting around the campfire several kilometers away, and licked her scarlet lips.

The pirate chief with a huge ax and the elegant masked gentleman seem to be quite appetizing.

"It's up to you, I'll train the new formation."

Attila nodded and left quickly, she didn't want to get too entangled with this woman.

Compared with his own pure destruction, women's desires are too much.