Under the Root

Accompanied by unparalleled pain, the boy lowered his head with incredible eyes. The position is correct, but what is the spear piercing his chest?

"Hey, I'm a magician who survived the Holy Grail War. You really believe the lie of being incompetent in fighting."

Holding the holy gun Lungominiad, Li Lin looked at this little dead man with a worrying IQ sympathetically.

"qstnntmdkw......." He spat out blood, and the boy spit out indistinct words.

"What did you say?" Li Lin was curious.

"Asakami Fujino, you fucked me up!"

The tragic voice resounded through the sky.

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ps: beautiful misunderstanding (づ●─● )づ

Chapter 18 Heroes!

Vampires, or Dead Apostles.

In fact, it didn't exist in the initial stage.

Humans have always been human since time immemorial, and there is no such thing as an immortal, degenerate subspecies.

Pure human beings, intelligent human beings, and human beings full of desires.

With wisdom and understanding, they fell out of the Garden of Eden.Inhabits the "mother", reproduces, develops.

Chop down trees to make fire, grow crops to survive, and create languages ​​to communicate.Human beings bred the seeds of civilization unconsciously.

Then.Get to the top.

Howling giant snakes crawled on the ground, and giant steel birds soared in the sky.

Discover nature, understand nature, and change nature.

Before they knew it, they had reached such a point.

but.

In fact, the "mother" disagrees. The development of a single race is beyond the laws of nature.

It is contrary to the meaning of "mother".

Therefore, a long time ago, the "mother" sent a request to her neighbors, looking forward to cleaning up the "children" who had gone off track, and turning the world into the beautiful and perfect "real world" she expected.

So "friends and neighbors" agreed, and the vermilion moon came.

Thus, the world has both True Ancestors and Dead Apostles.

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"Are you kidding me? I'm the 27th ancestor of the dead disciples, don't be too complacent, a magician!" he roared angrily.Boy, Melan Solomon puts her hands on her chest.Panting a hundred meters in front of Li Lin.

As the Holy Lance left his body, the huge cavity in his chest healed at a slow but firm speed.Dead Apostles are feared.Its physical prowess is a huge aspect.

Feeds on blood, neither ages nor dies.A vampire whose strength surpasses that of ordinary people, and whose agility surpasses that of ordinary people, is enough to crush all ordinary people.

In terms of physical quality alone, there is no doubt that they are the upper subspecies that surpass humans.

Therefore, although she suffered a blow from the holy gun, Mei Lian did not die.

In other words, if you take time to recuperate, the injuries that are enough to cause immediate death on ordinary people can heal without damage in the end.

But pain is unavoidable anyway.

"Then, wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes before being handsome. The snot is coming out from the nose."

The silver fake knight.A fake knight holding a holy spear stood in front of Mei Lian.

The pure white helmet covered Li Lin's expression, but the teasing meaning in his tone was fully revealed in his speech.

"You have lived in vain for so many years, little dead disciple."

"...Stop, shut up!" Mei Lian hurriedly wiped her nose, and waved her hands in panic.

"I haven't weaned yet."

"Shut up!" He rushed towards Li Lin fiercely.The vampire's body tore through the atmosphere.

Claws, punches, palm slaps.

Although they are all simple and unpretentious technologies, with Superman's physical strength, their power can tear apart fine steel just by rubbing them to the side.

Can be useless.

Clang.

The holy spear collided with the iron claw, making a crisp sound.

No matter what kind of attack it is, it is not enough compared to Li Lin's persona at the moment.

"Persona, Artoria, the Lion King, has merged into me."

Chanting invincible mantra.The trump card of Li Lin's trump card is more than stronger than the true ancestor.

Not a traditional thrust, but an unskilled swing.