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

Hidega touched her chin and circled behind Tohsaka Rin.

A note with a big poor character was stuck on Tohsaka Rin's back.

Rin, in fact, was attacked by an extremely vicious attack.

Hidega patted Tohsaka Rin on the shoulder with regret.

"Maybe you are lucky."

Not seen.

Although now he sees it.

"Prepare the Noble Phantasm in advance, most of them are casters," El-Melloi II rubbed his shoulders, "Let's go."

"Miyu, you stay outside this time," Sidika raised her hand and pressed down on Miyu who wanted to transform into a magical girl, "Caster's words might cause some troublesome spells."

At this moment, Ilya, who had a stupid word on her head, nodded vigorously, looking at the unusually dazzling note that was shaking up and down, Miyu... flinched.

"come back earlier."

"Good~"

Siddigar smiled and waved his hand, and the ripples like a Wanhua mirror slowly unfolded. With a brief shaking, the world was replaced, and then he saw a few pillars looming in the thick fog.

"It really is a Noble Phantasm, but it doesn't seem to have any aggressiveness for the time being," El-Melloi II looked at the pillar with his chin.

"This burst will make people lost in it. Losing one's direction in the war is far more deadly than any weapon," Siddija picked up a stone and threw it towards the thick fog.

"boom----"

The rock carrying the terrifying wind pressure was shot into the thick fog like a cannonball. The strong wind easily tore through the thick fog, but it was quickly filled by the thick fog.

"It's interesting, don't you mean you won't show it if you don't go in?" Siddija shrugged her shoulders and jumped in place, "Then I'll have to go in as you wish... how is that possible~"

Siddija raised a huge bow, and arrows of light shining like the sun gathered between his fingers.

"One arrow flattened your formation!"

This is the type of magician that hates the most. He has worked hard to set up a formation waiting for you to break in. As a result, a nuclear bomb was thrown on the opposite side, indicating that you and your formation will go to the sky with me.

It's too rascal...

"Karakara--"

With the crisp turning sound of the axle, a figure sitting in a wheelchair and holding a feather fan slowly appeared in the thick fog, but soon disappeared again, as if to guide Sidika and others in.

Siddija tilted his head and put the arrow on the bow.

"Thank you for telling me you were in there."

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, the thick fog began to dissipate, and a servant in a wheelchair with a feather fan gradually appeared in front of Hidega and the others.

"This dress... and this weird formation," El-Melloi II's eyes slowly widened, "Zhuge Kongming!?"

Seemingly satisfied that El-Melloi II called out his real name, Zhuge Kongming raised his chin slightly, and gently fanned the wind with a feather fan.

"It actually has its own consciousness, no, it should be the deviation caused by the forced summoning after the magic base does not match," El-Melloi II narrowed his eyes, "You can communicate?"

"Communication? Maybe we can understand each other this way," Siddija lowered her bow, then raised it again, "but it's faster!"

A piece of white paper floated up, and a line of words slowly appeared on it.

[Is it okay if the notes on those two children can't be taken off? ]

"It doesn't matter what the two ponytails are, but Illya can't do it," Sidika pouted and put down her bow, the arrows of light shining like the sun turned into particles of light and slowly dispersed.

"Hey! Master, you shouldn't threaten us with a little girl," Siddija grinned. "Forcing others to break into your own formation is too bad."

[It doesn't matter whether you are upright or despicable, as long as you can help your monarch win, it doesn't matter. When you refuse to break into my formation, my plan has been seen through, which means it has failed. ]

Zhuge Kongming gently fanned his feather fan.

[It's just that the plot has been seen through, I wonder if you can stop my conspiracy? ]

"Boom——"

El-Melloi II's eyes narrowed fiercely, covering his chest and taking a step back.

"Master, what's wrong with you!" Grey supported El-Melloi II anxiously.

The heartbeat is increasing, what... what is coming...

[Can you resist it? ]

A ray of sunlight appeared in the different space, and the sun that should have set is rising with the advance of a certain figure.

New worlds are covering this world.

The sturdy divine cow raised its head and hummed, accompanied by the raised red cloak, the burly figure slowly raised the sword in his hand, and his mouth opened and closed as if declaring something.

Numerous people have been fed and fed by squatters, squatters, and children, and have been climbing and planting equipment.

[The army that conquers the world. ]

"What..." El-Melloi II covered his face and smiled, "Even if it becomes like that..."