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③: Adaptive power, depending on the way of implantation, the results reflected are different.

In terms of this point of observation, Weston still used the Holy Banner just released by Joan of Arc and the giant Hydra summoned by Semiramis.

Joan of Arc used her own summoning & Semiramis had intercourse with herself. The power released by these two heroic spirits who had a direct connection with herself temporarily stagnated the particle aggregate.And the other heroic spirits, such as Achilles, Chiron, and Atalanta, were not able to do this with the attacks they just used.

Adaptable!

Among the three worlds, he was only given the ability not to be excluded by the laws of the world, but wonderful changes have taken place in this world.

Weston had a heart for an experiment.

"Jeanne, give me your hand."

Joan was stunned for a moment, and she immediately shook her head: "I don't need your comfort."

"I'm not consoling, I have an experiment and I want to ask you for help."

"Eh?" Joan of Arc blushed, lowered her head guiltyly and passed her hand over.

I saw Weston materialize a small sword, cut his palm, and then held it with her hand.

"Is there any strange feeling?" Weston tried to ask.If this experiment is successful, he probably has a greater understanding of the sentence "You will become a leader" said by the woman in military uniform.

Joan shook her head, but in the next second, her inner feelings changed in an instant, and her pupils couldn't help being stunned, looking at her hands in amazement.

A steady stream of power.

This world, the "no-magic world", should have vaguely sensed the magic power of this world, and the boundary between the other world and the current world is also being lifted.

A feeling of utter detachment that hit her soul.

If you have to say it, it is probably because they arrived in this world, just like ordinary users who have not registered for VIP, except for the permissions that can basically exist here, they have nothing.

But the moment he was held by Weston, that kind of magic power that directly upgrades to the privileged class and can sense the world.

"It turns out that magic power...is not non-existent, but are we 'quarantined'?" Jeanne muttered to herself, looking at Weston in disbelief.

The opponent's 'adaptive' strength is really suitable to be a 'leader'.A general who can increase the strength of all 'soldiers', this is an invincible power!

"What's wrong? Did you feel the magic power?" Mordred asked on the side.

Joan nodded vigorously, and being watched by so many people holding hands tightly with Weston, she suppressed her embarrassment and said, "Well. The magic power of this world is no different from our world."

"..." Semiramis remained silent.

Her 'speciality' is this, but now, does this saint also have this?

"It's not a big deal." She snorted coldly, expressing that she didn't care at all.

"Specifically, it should be my blood! That's 'adaptability'!" Weston withdrew his hand and wiped off the blood stains on Joan's sleeve, his gaze became clear.

Facing the gazes cast by many heroic spirits, Weston said flatly: "It seems that there is no restriction of the Holy Grail, and you will still be at my mercy in this world."

He couldn't panic, nor could he show a trace of helplessness.

Rather than saying that this is the qualification of a leader, it is better to say that it is a "meat breed". When someone needs it, a piece of his body is cut off.

Of course, this is under the condition that his own strength is completely inferior to these heroic spirits in front of him.

"So, we don't have to worry about running out of magic power and not getting improved?" Achilles laughed: "It seems that I thought I was going to leave the stage, and I could still leave my heroic legend in this world."

"Are you an idiot? He is a human being, not a machine, so he has no obligation to replenish you after the battle." Atalanta snorted.

"Sister, you really protect him. But this is the only good thing after Lancer and the others left. Let's start the counterattack, at least you don't have to worry about exhausting your mana and dying in humiliation."

"Wait, Achilles. The situation here has not been resolved yet! For example, this black box. If you can read, you should be very clear about what it represents?"

"Of course I can read and write. I have read a few books from Caster in this life..." Achilles paused at this point: "Wait, sister, are you saying..."

But before he finished speaking, ripples and fluctuations suddenly appeared in the space around all of them.

A group of particle aggregates came out from the ripples in the void, one, two, three... until within a radius of [-] meters, there were already shimmering brilliance that was constantly vibrating.

[The coordinate search is completed, and the unit of the perceived life body: 1.New species units: 9]

[Priority to destroy new units]

[Start the anti-fantasy program application]

All the heroic spirits, whose atmosphere had turned positive just now, changed their complexions drastically, and stared at them in amazement.

"How is it possible..." Mordred, Siegfried, and Artoria looked at the countless particle aggregates that reappeared, with extremely ugly expressions.

"Hey, is this a joke?"

"This is not a joke about Achilles, I just had a bad premonition experience." Chiron smiled wryly.

Chapter 5 So Many Silver Furries

the other side.

Black Joan walked eastward all the way, and came to a mountain stream.

She estimated the distance she had traveled during this time. If she hadn't lost her way, she would have been at least 300 kilometers away from the coordinates where she first arrived in this world.

"It's so strange that there is such a terrain." Of course, this will arouse the curiosity of her, the dragon witch, because along the way, except for the barren crimson ground and flying sand in the air, she has nothing to do. See any buildings, and no so-called mountains.

Here... Intuitively speaking, there is life here.