In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

He doesn't object to the communication between heroic spirits, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, as long as they don't fight.

After a pause for two seconds, Rosen saw the hero's hesitant expression, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Arash, you seem to have something to say?"

"Yes, I fainted at the time, and I heard from Mordred that something serious happened later." Arash scratched his head, his face serious, "She said, Master, you were almost killed!"

"It's true, I was almost doomed." Rosen rolled his eyes, the tone of that brat was really sad.

"That 'God's Whip' is really that strong!?" Arash sat up straight, and when the sea of ​​consciousness shook, he also felt a shocking power.

"Very strong, but there is an existence stronger than her, forcing me to make a bad move."

Rosen folded his hands, his eyes gradually deepened, and he said something.

PS: Ask for the blade!Ask for blades!Ask for blades!If there are more blades, I want to challenge 15W words this month! !

Chapter 150 Four, Am I a Poisonous Milk?

Rosen has four heroic spirits in his hands, and he trusts each of them, but Rosen will only tell Arash some things.

This has nothing to do with conscience at all, it's just because the hero itself is trustworthy, unlike the 'first direct line' Mordred, who revealed all the secrets without paying attention.

Concealing the secret, Rosen just briefly told some of what happened five years ago, such as how many heroic spirits fell in that battle, and who was behind the manipulation.

Arash listened very seriously, his brows were furrowed, and the expression on his face changed one after another. After Rosen finished speaking, he still felt unfinished.

"Master, do you mean that someone is still manipulating the fallen heroes? The world almost came to an end in 1999?" Touching the reality of the world, the black-haired young man was a little confused, but his blood boiled immediately.

What a magnificent battle!I hate that I didn't come here a few years earlier, and I didn't see the battle on the Siberian Ice Field!

"Sure, don't you think the monsters are getting stronger?" Rosen didn't regard himself as the savior, and replied lightly: "Cooperation, military strategy, and even the whole Europa as a chessboard, the world's chess players are far from what they seem on the surface." as simple as that."

"The fakes that appeared in Britain made me alert. I didn't expect Rome to meet them. Chess players have already entered the field, and it will not be so easy in the future."

Chess player?

Arash suddenly understood that the Master had taken the enemy seriously, and asked aloud, "How strong are these people? How many are there?"

"do not know."

"Huh? Even you don't know?"

"Of course, the existence hidden in the dark side, the leader of the fallen heroic spirits, the exact information can only be known at the level of the 'seven crimes'." Rosen tilted his head. The self at the end of the century is different from now. It's over, I don't even bother to think about it.

"That means very strong." Arash's eyes narrowed. In this world where the strong are respected, the existence of beings who can make the concubine Morgan, Attila and other strong men obedient is definitely more powerful than the two of them. !

And how strong are these two people?The great hero recalled that although he would not be hanged and beaten, there must be a gap in strength. Aside from talking about it, Attila, who was eliminated a week ago, was able to resist his treasure and survived, and her last assault was even more impressive. An unstoppable feeling.

Only when Mordred and other companions are in their prime, can he have some confidence in defeating them.

Rosen nodded. It was indeed the same as what Arash thought. Morgan had no strength, but was dragged down by his poor combat experience and couldn't show it.But the Attila I met just now is different, both in terms of physical strength and military strength are stronger than Morgan, not to mention that the governments of the two countries are not on the same level!

He patted his butt|buttocks and stood up, smiling and said: "Soldiers come to cover the water and earth, with me here, it is not so easy to destroy the world! Arash, go and take out all the stones, it's time to use them all up."

Strength, only strength can guarantee one's survival. Rosen doesn't have many choices, but heroic spirits and concept dresses are definitely the foundation.

Arash quickly moved out the rest of the stones, and the 83 holy crystals piled up together shone with colorful brilliance, and this time, Rosen was no longer a miser like before, and activated the summoning circle very calmly.

The note was dim, but fortunately the summoning was not affected, and the beam of light still blasted down from the sky.

'Fortunately, that guy must be in a hurry too. Rosen breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, and seemed to see some people eating melons, and then casually looked at the summoning circle.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness was also severely damaged by the use of power beyond the specification. The European buff had long since disappeared, so Lawson didn't even have any expectations.

Thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage......

After releasing a low-level formal dress ten times in a row, Rosen returned to the tribe without a doubt, feeling at home.

The man raised his eyebrows, but he didn't take it seriously at all. He was even in the mood to joke with Arash when the light bloomed again.

"Ha, do you think this thing is sick? It costs so much to get nothing. Sometimes I really want to drag out the person who was summoned by the design and beat him up."

"At least Miss Medea will come this time." Arash glanced at the Master who had released himself, and was a little worried, "You seem to be in a good mood?"

"It's not so good! Broken stones are rubbish, use them up and throw them away early! Hey, I don't know why, I suddenly want to drink some wine."

"If you are under too much pressure, I suggest you take a break."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, spending a lot of money makes me happy, look, it's another..." Rosen laughed, and couldn't say the words 'thank you for your patronage'.

He widened his eyes, filled with unbelievable gazes, and saw the light spread out, and a gray heroic card was floating in the center of the summoning array!

"Fuck..." Instinctively, Rosen spit out a dirty word, and at the same time that the heroic card revealed his true body, he doubted his life——

Could it be, my mother is a poisonous milk! ?

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Just when Rosen was lamenting the fantasy of the world and the injustice of fate, in the palace garden, Yuzao was sitting with Mordred facing each other.

It is rare for Rome to have so many heroic spirits gathered in the imperial palace. The maids are extremely careful about these distinguished guests. Seeing the two beautiful heroic spirits wandering around in the garden, they instinctively entertain them.

The eyes are full of bright red roses, the air is filled with intoxicating aroma, and under a parasol, there are pure white tables and chairs, and various snacks are slowed down on the round table.

Mordred has never been a polite person. Before he could say a few words, he picked up the pastry and ate it, nodding while eating.

"Tch, the Romans are only so-so in cooking and eating."

"Do you like cakes?" The fox who picked up the black tea cup smiled, and pushed the matcha cake from his side, "Come on~~~ I'll give you all of these."