I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"Hephaistion..." El-Melloi II's expression suddenly became ugly, "Servant!"

And it's the king's...

But why does he feel a sense of disobedience.

"As a Servant to bully ordinary people, you are a bit pricey," Siddija twisted her neck, "Or you will bully me."

"I didn't expect that there are warriors of your level in this era," Hephaistion stood up clutching his stomach, "Not bad! Only the strong are worth torture!"

"I'll help you!" Grey held up Yard.

"Wait a minute, this is not an opponent you can deal with," El-Melloi II raised his hand and put his hand on Grey's shoulder, "Although I am very unwilling, but... we can only watch here!"

"Master?" Gray tilted her head.

I always feel that the current El-Melloi II's expression is a little lonely.

"Abusive?" Siddija raised her eyebrows, "Me?"

Hephaistion laughed and raised his sword, as if he didn't even care about the sky, so El-Melloi II couldn't help but close his eyes.

"boom----"

The thunder raged on the top of the train, and the huge chariot appeared behind Hephaistion. The skeleton-only Wyvern roared at Sidgar, and every time it advanced, a dazzling thunder light erupted.

"Can you stop it!" Hephaistion flew and landed on the chariot, holding the reins in both hands and slamming it down, "The power of this hero!"

The chariot did not hit Sidga immediately, but flew into the sky. After crossing a semicircle in the air, it crashed down. The chariot wrapped around the chariot was a purple thunder that would be wiped out when it touched it.

"The strength of a hero is not for showing off," Siddija sighed and pressed his left hand on [Reforged Pandora], "Although I probably can't tell you."

Along with the explosion of thunder light [re-forged Pandora] began to twist and deform.

[Reforged Pandora] - Zeus form

Siddija slowly raised his scepter and aimed it at the chariot in mid-air, which was full of thunder.

"boom-----"

If what Hephaistion showed was inhuman power, then Grey could swear she saw the coming of the natural disaster.

The atmosphere is trembling, because this is the roar of the sky that is by no means a human being.

The dazzling thunder blasted into the sky, the thick clouds were swept away in an instant, and arcs jumped in the air.

Hidega slowly put down the scepter.

"Isn't that going a little too far?"

Chapter 92 The Fetters Over Wisdom

"You didn't kill her, did you?"

El-Melloi II looked seriously at the young man who was eating the apple in front of him. After seeing the attack of the god-like roar, it was difficult for him to imagine that anyone could survive.

"That is your enemy, she denied you, then you must deny her," Siddija spread her hands, "I will only make sure that no one will hinder you until you solve the puzzle with your own strength. ."

"Thank...Thank you," El-Melloi II was stunned, then turned his head away.

"After all, you still have to take care of the old man's self-esteem," Siddigar chuckled lightly.

"I just don't want you to say that," El-Melloi II raised his voice.

"That... Master," Gray, who was standing aside, raised his hand, "the one who attacked us before was..."

"Hephaistion, that's what she calls herself," El-Melloi II held his forehead. Once he got involved with the king, he would always unconsciously change back to the one named Weber, and he would be worried. of incompetent people.

Fortunately, there was another hero sitting in front of him.

As a servant of the king, one cannot lose face in front of other heroes.

"But it's very strange, no, it should be said to be unreasonable, why..." El-Melloi II closed his eyes, "I don't know her?"

"Master?" Grey tilted his head.

"It doesn't matter, this guy trusts his loyalty to the king very much, and it is because of this that he can see through the true body of [Hephaistion]."

"No, that's where I want to go even in my dreams, and I'll never forget everything there," El-Melloi II put down his hands, "I've been looking at there, and I've always seen everyone's faces. I remember it clearly."

"So is she lying?"

"Negative, whether it's... wait!" El-Melloi II widened his eyes, "Her appearance... Compared with the figure two meters away, she is indeed short, with black hair and golden and silver eyes. ...Iskander? No...it's [false]."

"Eh~ have you found the truth?" Siddija clapped her hands in surprise, "Although I haven't found it yet."

"Don't joke, aren't you blessed with wisdom?" El-Melloi II rolled his eyes, "Even if you really want to take care of my dignity, it's not necessary to do this."

"No, no, my [wisdom] is just to collect the surrounding information and then speculate, and now I have too few puzzle pieces, even if I can deny her, it's just relying on intuition, which can't convince others. Evidence, but you are not the same." Sidgar pointed to the position of El-Melloi II's heart, "You have been holding a fragment that belongs only to you, you can prove it, but I can't."

"In other words, as a mortal, I surpassed you as a hero. It's really something to be happy about," El-Melloi II leaned on the sofa, and his face that had been sore was relieved a lot. .

It should be that his bond with the king he trusts surpasses that of a hero blessed with wisdom.

"Then do you know who the culprit is?"

"do not know."

"You... don't be complacent just because of a small victory," Sidika's face was full of black lines, "you are just unraveling one side of the vortex."