Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Preti's Spellbook is the Noble Phantasm of Gilles de Rais who manifested in the role of Caster."

When I crashed into the thick fog, the doctor was also racing against time to spread information to me:

"The summoned sea monster has endless regeneration ability, stop it as soon as possible before it goes ashore, otherwise, once it gets close to the creatures on the shore, it will indiscriminately absorb all living objects it touches, and by then, the whole Fuyuki will be in danger! "

"That means we must destroy it while in the sea, and at the same time avoid contact with living things, right?"

"Yes," the doctor took a quick breath, and then output: "Pay attention to the human leather book in Caster's hand, it is the heart of the sea demon's offering furnace, as a magic book, it can activate a large magic book by itself regardless of the magic power of the caster itself." Magic and etiquette magic level magic, so you only need to cut off the momentary supply between the two, and the sea monster will be wiped out."

"Don't force yourself, Huahua, did you hear me clearly... Huahua!"

"Got it," I glanced at the sea monster rising from the center of the vortex over and over again. The waving hand and the dense eyes on it are really a kind of spiritual pollution. It is not very lethal, but it is so ugly that it strongly interferes with my consciousness. Judge, "doctor, can you locate its entry point?"

"A sea monster in this form doesn't necessarily have such things as weaknesses," the doctor said with a headache, but still called up the interface according to my request, "Wait a minute, let me try."

There was no sound after these two words fell, and I didn't wait. After cutting a knife, I tested the defense and regeneration speed of the sea monster, and confirmed that the summoner and the human skin book that are the heart of the furnace have been wrapped to the deepest point. After the treatment, I gave up the decision to rush from above.

I fell into a rare hesitation.

"Your Excellency the King of Conquerors," I put away the big round fan in my hand, and nodded to the Rider group who arrived one step after me, followed by the Saber group who drove over with their motorcycles, "...Miss Saber."

Those present were either magicians capable of using familiars, or heroic spirits with amazing eyes and ears. The doctor's analysis just now did not deliberately avoid them, so I was not too surprised by the dignified faces of these people.

At this moment, my appearance in their eyes is closer to the appearance when I was regarded as a spirit in the mountains and forests. Totems of vines and young leaves are wrapped around my limbs, torso and cheeks. On the face, only the eyes still have a trace of human expression.

Being closer to the "non-human" side also makes it easier for me to introduce natural energy attacks.

To be precise, I originally wanted to introduce the power of sunlight to the knife to cut down.

As for the power of this solar blade, just ask Wu Mi, who was sent to hell, to know.

It also grows fast and has the same huge body. I am absolutely sure that as long as the knife is severed, Caster will be sent away on the spot.

Of course, in the state of lack of magic, I will definitely follow in his footsteps.

——No, you can’t do that.

Be more careful, I am not alone now, and I am not burdened with only one person's worried eyes.

Time was running out, and I was still at a loss what to do. I was the first to speak in the silence of the group, "I'm not sure what everyone thinks."

I know they must be looking for my accurate source of information, why they can see through the real name of the heroic spirit at a glance, and even treasures and weaknesses are so rare, perhaps, they are also wondering why I get along with my "Master" so much Familiarity, tacit understanding, and trust without hesitation.

Without the help of a doctor to patch it up, my leaky cover-up was doomed to fail. I made a difficult turn of my straight line of thinking, and simply took a stand.

"At this stage, I have no intention of becoming enemies with you. That sea monster, and Caster, will be my targets. If you are all of the same way, I will be rejoicing. If..." I restrained my redundant expression, and looked at Several pairs of eyes with different expressions came over and looked at each other, "Please forgive me for being rude."

The timeline has changed too much. Before confirming the ultimate move in my hand, and before receiving the church's notification of the unanimous crusade against sea demons, I can't be sure whether these people are my allies.

These people are heroes, and I can be sure that if I ask them, they will not ignore them.

But I also know that I can't.

Don't just ask them for help just because they have a solution.

What's more, to a certain extent, I provoked this Caster's sea monster in advance.

Even if the strength is small, there is something I can do.

I wrote my words carefully, and I, who was full of honorifics, left a sentence unfinished, nodded politely, and then jumped towards the river without looking back.

Fortunately, I also had the experience of standing on the surface of the sea to fight aquatic creatures before. This time, even though my footing was more unstable and there were more hidden dangers, I was able to stand on the water by myself.

The amount of data calculated by the doctor is probably quite large, and there has been no reply after so long. I watched the tentacles of the sea monster expanding outwards, and anxiety gradually flooded my heart.

"My lord," Yan Rong, who had been silent since his return, said suddenly: "You can try to believe in my strength when I exist with you. '

"Huh?" I subconsciously looked at the knife face.

Yan Rong has never been an aimless blade. Since he chose to export at this time, it means——

I noticed the faintly glowing "Evil Demon Slayer" on the knife body.

It's not the reflected light, but the knife itself, and the characters themselves are shining.

My eyes lit up too.

"I only found out after I went back," Yan Rong said in a low voice, "The gift from the world is not only the characteristic of 'slaying ghosts'."

Before my memories arrived, I physically recalled the pain of being rejected, of being weighed down by gravity.

It's the xenophobic Taisho world, I've never seen such a narrow-minded and xenophobic world!

never!No!

Because the contract between Yan Rong and me was wrapped around my power, this phantom pain of mine was also sent along with the contract.

Really only a little bit!

"Yes, is it?" I tried to ignore the aftereffect by changing the subject, "You mean there is something else?"

'Didn't you notice that no one has doubted the identity of your heroic spirit so far? '

I opened my eyes slightly.

Yes, no matter how hard I try to cover up and the doctor's confusion magic, I can't cover up my human aura. At this age, Weber Velvet is not a student who has deep experience in the world, let alone a student with little knowledge, just observe secretly The magician of the Royal Sanjia, the youngest lord of the clock tower, which one is not a veteran who has been immersed in this way for many years.

yeah why?

"It's promotion," he said with an undisguised smile, "using the professional name of this world, it's called Heroic Spirit's promotion." '

"Impossible," I retorted subconsciously, "Where did I ever do something worthy of such a big treatment—"

The words that were spoken got stuck halfway.

I thought of the Taisho era when evil spirits were ravaging, the era when countless people should have died one after another, and the age of awakening in the darkness where many people searched in the dark, showed their ambitions with blood, and promised their country with their lives.

When I said it again, my voice was extremely dry, still unbelievably dazed: "She, I mean, doesn't that world hate me very much?"

'perhaps? "As a half body that has endured the pressure of the world with me, the voice that responded to me was also confused, "But the light that surrounds you can be seen clearly by gods and people with special vision—"

"Light?" What light?

'It can be understood as the highest courtesy and recognition given by the world. '

"...Ah?" I stared blankly at the big naginata in my hand, the shiny blade reflected my silly expression, and Yan Rong's voice seemed to come from the distant horizon:

'—You are recognized as a hero of that world. '

My heart beat uncontrollably after these words, and I involuntarily clenched the handle of the knife tightly.

Under the strong grip, it was like the first Hedao appeared. This time, the big naginata emitted a dazzling white light that could rival the sun, but my eyes were not damaged at all.

Inexhaustible power was delivered to the hand from the four words "killing evil spirits".

'My lord, it's alright. '

Don't worry about the price, because the world will pay for you.

In the current stage of non-human and non-god, in the state closest to the existence of "heroic spirits".

As long as it is a battle to defend the world, a battle of justice in your mind, a battle of protection, what you think should be done, what you want to do, what you can do, and what you do desperately...

Then, no matter where it is, that world will give the person named "Hua" and "Ling Xiao" the greatest support.

The vines on his body were like mysterious totems, emitting a green light.

This is the blade that met me in a desperate situation, hunted a thousand swords together, and accompanied me through the days and nights of being sealed in combat power, slashing evil, saving people, killing ghost kings, and finally the blade that split dawn was completely liberated.

Sea Demons may have no weaknesses.

However, under the "Sunlun Saber", the head and neck are the fatal weaknesses.

Even--

Tianke!

With the help of someone, a "thread of gap" appeared in my line of sight.

"Found it!" At the same time, the doctor's voice finally appeared: "In the direction of eleven o'clock in front, it is close to the part of the ring-shaped depression three feet below the side of the head, and the distance is the closest!"

The sea monster protruded from the deep water, and it didn't notice the changing form here, but its huge size destined that every move would cause a sudden change in the situation on the field.

This monster similar to the myth of Cthulhu in the abyss, with a scream that cannot be distinguished by human ears, stretched out a few powerful arms and legs, climbed to the red bridge across the river not far away, and at the same time waved it enough to cover the sky. The tentacles blocking the sun fell down.

Under my feet are treacherous vortexes and turbulent waves, and above me are indiscriminately swept arms, feet and tentacles. I frowned, tiptoed lightly, and was about to meet the test knife head-on, when a golden knife flashed faster than me. flashed by.

"Be careful." The small girl knight in heavy armor and skirt armor landed beside me, and circles of water ripples swayed from her feet. The blessing from the fairy on the lake made her feel relaxed. Standing on the water, the sword hidden by the wind is firmly held in her hand.

The two of us watched in unison as the tentacles that had been cut off a second ago had completed their regeneration. The swordsman quickly made up his sword without saying a word, and asked calmly, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I smiled, and met those sword-like green eyes, "Thank you for your help, Miss Saber."

The girl knight's eyes fell apart from mine, she tilted her head, didn't respond to my words, just stared at the bigger and bigger sea monster, "Rider and his master will try their best to attract its attention in the sky, can you Tell me about your plan?"

"It's very simple," I raced against time to adjust my state under the cover of the swordsman, "I don't have a large-scale treasure that can evaporate it in an instant, so I can only hit the vital point and hit it with one hit."

"Just right." Thinking of the source of this power, I couldn't help but recall the words I said: "My knife can special attack undead creatures."

"I understand," the swordsman quickly glanced at the knife in my hand, focusing on "killing evil spirits" for a moment, "You can leave your path to me, and the rest..."

She paused for a moment, as if she had made a decision, with a solemn and veiled hint: "Don't worry too much."

I subconsciously took a look at her intact hands, the invisible "Victory Oath Sword" held in her hands, and thought of the master behind her who would do anything for the "big self", and received her hint.

Was it a personal decision?

At this moment, the existence of the "Knight King" Artoria is more vivid than the perception across the screen.

"Thank you,... Wang," I frowned, "I believe in you, and I also believe in the power of 'victory'."

This victory is not only the sword of your victory oath, but also the belief that the Ghost Slayer Squad has passed down for thousands of years.

The knife that was raised high and fell from the sky during the decisive battle at sunrise, carried the expectations of many people, so that it could bring the fire of heaven into the world and drive the evil spirits into hell.

I didn't look at the expression of the King of Knights anymore. I laughed and jumped up, raised the knife in my hand that I had been waiting for for too long, and rushed into the field surrounded by tentacles.

The salty water waves came crashing down in patches. Compared with the high-altitude rush, the road below is more difficult, but also more concealed and smooth.

The knives and guns alternated, and the obstacles on the two wings were simultaneously cleared as I advanced faster and faster. It was the help of Saber and Lancer who arrived at no time;

The thunder and lightning chariot across the sky, accompanied by the blooming fiery trees and silver flowers, took away most of the Sea Demon's attention;

And as the distance gets closer, the doctor's broadcast becomes more and more accurate.

At the center of the thick fog, the sun was completely invisible in the sky, and the intertwined and twisted body of the sea monster was close in front of me. I broke through the last wave and rushed out, with the salty smell of deep-sea creatures on my face. Has turned upside down spontaneously.

The dull, simple-thinking sea monster seemed to have finally discovered the existence under its feet. It retracted the tentacles dancing in the air, opened them suddenly, and surrounded me aggressively.

That's a real treat.

I laughed out loud.

"Sorry, I just suddenly remembered something funny."

I seemed to see through the layers of flesh and blood, the magician with a distorted expression and a mad look in the center of the sea monster.

"Do you know the name of the last thing that waved its tentacles and could regenerate infinitely?"

The magic power condensed into a rain of arrows that shot from afar, and the danger and encirclement were cleared for a short time, so I knew that Senior Arash's work of clearing the field had been completed, and I was finally free to support.

"Okay, it's time." I said to myself softly.

As soon as the words fell, my already excellent state climbed layer by layer, and under my shocking and turbulent mental fluctuations, I broke through one after another impossible shackles and barriers.

And almost at the moment when I raised the knife, my heart suddenly calmed down, and I clearly realized a fact.

——I can exert more than one thousand percent of my abilities.

There is an endless fire burning in my heart, and the big naginata in my hand is glowing, getting bigger and brighter.

The energy that belongs to me is released and condensed into essence, is it magic power?vitality?Or...pure white chakra——Susano.

Accompanied by the long-lost burning sensation in the eyes, it is not a complete body, only a pair of giant arms, even the bones and meridians are not clear, but it is indeed Susano.

I just know inexplicably that I am still in the state of Sangouyu at this moment.

The condensed white chakra gathered and separated, and a pair of hands supported it.

I blinked, thinking it was my eyes, but as more and more hands appeared with haori, I couldn't deceive myself anymore.

The corners of the flames, the splicing of the halves, the butterfly texture with a pink-purple gradient, the green pine pattern, the yellow triangle figure, and even the furry animal hair...

"There are so many people." The moisture in the corners of the eyes was evaporated by the rising heat, and more and more hands passed by in a flash.

Young and powerful, wearing the uniform black uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, many, many indistinguishable hands brushed the knife one by one.

It is those comrades who met each other, supported each other, and fought for life and death.

They said, "Come on, swing the knife."

So I swung my knife.

The huge blade was raised high, and the sunlight from the sky automatically gathered into a band of light and fell on my knife through the thick fog.

"Let me tell you, Caster, Bluebeard, Gilles de Rais."

Countless vines and branches wrapped around my exposed skin, and I could no longer see the expression on my face, only those red eyes were as cold as knives and ruthless as cold weapons.

"The last thing that can regenerate infinitely is called Wu Mi."

The blade that condensed the beliefs of human warriors broke through the screaming and surrounding obstacles, and precisely and powerfully cut on the given weak point "neck". The cut blade spreads faster to the deepest part.

There, the magician holding the human skin book widened his protruding eyes, and the eyes stained with murder and blood reflected the sunlight pierced from above.

The dazzling white is not the glory of the saint he has always followed, but more like a punishment from the gods——

"No," the sharp edge came back, first it slashed the human skin book he was protecting in his arms, and then, with an indomitable momentum, it cut off the core of the heroic spirit.

The sea demon that had lost its supply of magic power fell apart, and as the narrow world collapsed, the magician with golden dots appearing from his feet looked at the girl who charged in single-handedly and retracted the blade of the gods expressionlessly. A huge amount of faith with unknown origins was conveyed to her, but she gave it back to the sky without any trace. She clearly should be tainted with divinity, but was mercilessly rejected.

The red eyes of this contradictory, non-divine and non-human girl faded away, revealing the black that was otherwise ordinary.

"—It's people cutting."

No one can replace anyone to forgive, to revenge.

I just chose to launch a crusade against you based on my own judgment.

Perhaps, the one who is most qualified to judge your actions is not the God you have betrayed, but the Joan of Arc you have followed all your life.

And what I did was send you to see her.

At the last second of dissipating, Gilles de Rais seemed to hear the girl sneer, leaving him the last sentence:

"If you can see her."