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"Successful!" Although Semiramis could not clearly see the actions in the black mist, she knew that the attack had hit Weston because of the surging black mist that stopped in front of the hall.

Of course it will hit, in such a narrow area of ​​the tunnel, there is no reason for the twelve beams of light to miscalculate.

Although the tunnel no longer exists at this moment, in the end, apart from the reaction of the body of the heroic spirit, the human nerve reflexes will not react even if they know it. Whether he has a physique like Shiro's or is entangled in resentment is still unknown.

"I thought you would turn into some powerful monster, but in the end it was just a bluff." Semiramis snorted.Just as she was about to turn around, a cloud of gas suddenly gushed out of the black mist that had stopped in the hall.

"No way!?" Her complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and it was the moment when she came to a conclusion that something went wrong, this damned man!

I saw the 'originally hit' man swooping towards her covered in black mist and the black light on his body surface. At this moment, Semiramis subconsciously turned into a spirit body, trying to avoid the Assassin rank and The opponent's unequal melee ability.

Including the chains, including all the defensive means she can set up, the purple barriers blocked her, and the chains of traps stretched out by the magic circle that appeared in the entire hall imprisoned the galloping figure.

For a moment of confinement, chains enveloped the figure in front of him, tightly restraining him.But before Semiramis showed a relaxed expression, the figure directly turned into a black mist, rushed out of the chains, reached her in one fell swoop, and condensed into a solid body again.

"You—!" Semiramis was terrified, showing shock.The aloof demeanor he had always had was even more frightened at this moment.

With the arrival of the man, the boundless darkness covered Semiramis in an instant, and the entire hall was engulfed in the black mist, making the children's voices of "ho ho ho ho ho"... This voice, coupled with the man in front of him , creepy.

Jack the Ripper killed at least five whores—

Jack the Ripper was a juggernaut—

Jack the Ripper was a magician—

The Ripper was just a human being everywhere—

The voice echoed in Semiramis' ears, the voice was both a lie and the truth, making her think of something as abnormal as Vlad III in horror.

Could it be that the guy in front of me also merged with the 'Heroic Spirit' and became 'Jack the Ripper'?

Without giving her time to think, the man in front of her had already changed.

【Concrete Fantasy】

【Our Lady of Disintegration】

Four D-level knife treasures appeared in Weston's hands, which Jack had used once in Fuyuki before.When the three conditions are met, the resentment of "it is said that there were as many as [-] whores in the poor streets of London at that time, children who were beheaded and thrown away on the grounds of living, and who could not even become whores" will be added.

The condition is night.

Now is the night.

The target of the condition must be female.

In front of him was the Assyrian queen Semiramis.

Condition must have fog.

The main hall has been completely shrouded in black mist.

He has accepted the children's resentment, perhaps for the children who 'absorbed Jack the Ripper's Wraith & Jack the Ripper absorbed the Wraith', or Jack the Ripper, he is a collection of resentments at this moment.

With the human named Weston as the carrier, the four small knives that concretized this resentment were about to stab the abdomen of the empress in front of her.

The purple defensive wall propped up by Semiramis became extremely fragile when all the conditions were gathered at this moment.She looked at her in amazement, the man with the Assassin's 【Barrier Breath】 suddenly disappeared from her eyes.

The silver eight-direction star was imprinted on her purple defensive wall at the next moment, and what was greeted was an ending like shattered ice.As an Assassin and a Caster, at the moment she was approached, she was already like a virgin in a custom shop who took off her clothes and waited quietly for favor.

Weston turned into a black mist and condensed in front of Semiramis again. The purple magic particles of the broken defensive wall were still floating in front of the two of them, and two small knives were thrown and nailed to Semiramis' shoulders.

Chi!

Semiramis let out a cry of pain, took a step or two backwards, and then she leaned forward and was embraced by Weston.

With a puff, he held two small knives and stabbed them into Semiramis' abdomen.

"Hmm——" Semiramis' pupils shrank to the size of pinholes in an instant, and the power penetrating from her abdomen gathered the resentment entangled in Weston's body and poured into her body.

The hot feeling, the feeling of being filled, the feeling of anger, and all kinds of voices made Semiramis couldn't help but let out an angry roar.At this moment she is distorted, she is no longer superior, just a revenged woman, a 'mother', and even a whore...

Our Lady of Disintegration!

"Hateful bastard—!" A clear feeling of curse.The curse of being stabbed with these four knives made Semiramis feel that he was transforming into a vile and fallen heroic spirit.Even if she simply dies, she must never return to the Seat of Heroes with such resentment, this is absolutely unbearable for her as the Empress of Assyria.

But she couldn't resist, the feeling at this moment made her feel like she was forced to become someone's wife or princess again when she was a girl.That kind of involuntary, that kind of unwillingness to be reduced to a man's plaything.

Semiramis accepted the attack of the Disintegrated Virgin and accepted the curse attached by Weston, even though the resistance to the curse prevented her from being directly swallowed by this attack.

With only half of her life left, she was lying on the ground panting, having fundamentally lost her combat effectiveness and her empress pride.

The small knife in her abdomen has disappeared, but the black mist is still pouring into her body, causing continuous damage to her. Scarlet blood seems to flow from the bleeding wound endlessly, and there is no way to stop it.

She roared angrily, but with time——

In the end, everything was calm.

Only the victor's declaration of victory and the eyes of the loser's resentment and anger remain.

"How? What kind of feeling did you experience when you liberated the wraith?" Weston looked at her with a smile.

The damage to the Virgin of Disintegration is fatal to her, but this alone cannot cause the effect of being the oldest poison killer. The action that makes Semiramis unable to move at this moment is mainly part of the wraith By disintegrating the Virgin invaded her body.

Just like the moment when Weston accepted the collection of vengeful spirits as stiff and his thinking was rigid.Even though Semiramis didn't accept that much at this moment, his body and thoughts were still being affected.

"You monster!" Semiramis glared at Weston unwillingly.

There is no need to admit the wheel of victory and defeat, the reality at this moment is the best verdict.