Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

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Was it an acquaintance?

Niriyuli heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let's go together, it's convenient to have someone to help, but I'm not very good at cooking."

"Yeah, not only are you not good at cooking, you're also not good at lying."

The teenager smiled.

"..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Nili Yuli could even hear her own heartbeat.

"Mr. Wo Teng never uses 'I' to refer to himself. In addition, Mr. Wo Teng used to be a monk. He only eats things made by others and never does it himself. And... we should thank the game organizer Dedicated, even the smell is very well simulated, maybe you don’t know Mr. Wo Teng’s habits very well, he rarely takes a bath and dare not sit here, he can smell a smell of sweat, but you There is only a sweet smell, "

The boy spoke unhurriedly.

His eyes were still as calm as water.

Even after discovering so much, it did not generate any complacency or pride.

"Let me guess, is that poison?"

No obligation to answer at all.

In the middle of his last sentence.

Nili Yuli realized that this was not a joke between acquaintances.

Immediately ran away.

Want to rush out of this restaurant.

But the players from the Knights were the first to move.

Activate the power of the heroic spirit, and instantly turn this place into a battlefield in the distant past.

A two-meter-long samurai sword slashed across, forcing Niriyuli to look up and dodge, and then the two spears that struck made her stop, and finally the enchantment prison that emerged on the ground contained various curse spells. The method completely extinguished her hope of escape.

"..."

Niriyuli gritted her teeth.

Despair welled up in my heart.

Is this the end?

"If I'm not wrong, you are the assassin in the academy who can change his appearance, right? It's really brave. I didn't even think about breaking into the enemy's gathering point directly. If it wasn't for the one who took the lead If you, but the assassin himself, I don't think I can find out."

It was the young priest who spoke.

Although the sense of existence is very weak and there is no reputation, but if it is not for him.

Probably something terrible will happen.

"I……"

I don't want to say anything superfluous.

In such a situation, Nili Yuli also thought about how to deal with it.

All in all, survival is the priority.

Even surrender to join the other side.

Becoming an undercover agent would not hesitate to betray Tohsaka and Leo.

But the word 'surrender' has not yet been exported.

At the entrance of the restaurant, a strange voice sounded.

"One, two, three, four... nine people, I won the lottery. If I kill you all, I should be able to return twice with one spirit base, right?"

An overwhelming presence.

In an instant, it filled the entire space.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

But only a young boy with sea blue hair and a loose look was captured.

Then...

The boundless golden torrent flooded the restaurant.

Chapter 27. This Heroic Spirit Must Be A Powerful Person

So-called carpet bombing is nothing more than that.

In an instant.

It is the distance between life and death.

Not to mention the restaurant, the storefront on the adjacent side and the aisles on the left, right and back.

Ruined by the relentless rush of the golden torrent of destruction.

If you look from the outside of the building, you can also be lucky enough to witness a gorgeous waterfall that penetrates the walls and floor-to-ceiling windows.

ceiling, floor.

All trembling.

Like a person whose internal organs have been gutted, he is about to fall to the ground.

Dusty.

Shinji stepped forward on broken glass.

Restaurants are a thing of the past.

There are only ruins in front of them, as if after a natural gas explosion.

Wave your hand.

It's like drawing cards.

The next moment, two cards appeared between his fingers.

This is the 'inheritance' that the player drops when he dies, and for him, it is a well-deserved loot.

but.

Only two?

Shen Er looked forward with some surprise.

After the razed restaurant disappeared, the field of vision has expanded a lot.

Several figures struggled to get up from the ground.

"One, two, three, four, five... It's amazing. Under such an attack, you can survive with only a little injury. It seems that you all have good self-protection methods."

clap clap.

Shinji clapped his hands lightly.

But the sound was not so much a commendation, but more like an invisible mockery.

At least, that's what the surviving players think.

But there is no time for anger.

Their minds have been drawn by the ruins.

No, are they really just plain ruins?

"...This, this is impossible!"

Wearing a red armor and a battle skirt, a retro costume of a medieval knight, but with a weather-beaten attitude, the player's spirit was shaken violently.

The heroic spirit residing in him is St. George.

Using intuition, block the deadliest attack with superb swordsmanship, and then weaken the remaining damage with the excellent defensive power of the guardian saint. Although the accumulated injuries are considerable, the continuation of the battle as high as A-level can make him ignore the injuries and continue. Stand up and fight the enemy bravely.

However, what he never expected was.

I thought it was the true face of wide-area attacks like rain of arrows and bullets, but it turned out to be like this.

As far as the eye can see.

Hundreds of weapons were stuck upside down on the ruins.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, idle sticks, whips, maces, and hammers...

But all weapons recorded in human history.

You can find them all here.

A good food area has turned into a cold weapon exhibition hall.

wrong.

It's the cemetery of cold weapons!

But the point is not quantity and variety.

But...