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Then on the other hand, this is already the situation, so any miracles are possible.

The Rozen Maiden, who had seen the sun again, looked up at the sky.

"Ahhhh!!! Mash! Forced landing! Noble Phantasm forced landing!!!!" Tiny black spots fell from above.

It was too far away, even the Mercury Lamp could only assume that the guy who fell from the sky was the magician of the observatory that the king was waiting for.

"Isn't the good thing here?" the second Rozen Maiden said.

With the falling black spot as the center, a huge city was expanded.

At an astonishing speed, headed downwards—the palace of King Gilgamesh.

smashed down.

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Chapter Name: Beat My Teammates

ps: Fancy Shipwreck, Modeta Meow

Chapter 379 Chapter 358 CKSHWM

Uruk's buildings do not have shabby projects, especially the king's palace.

While ensuring luxury and comfort, it is also necessary to be firm and reliable.

...But that doesn't mean that a luxurious but mortal palace can withstand the onslaught of a city-level shield, even if it's just an empty shell of a city.

Because it is not in the attack period of monsters, the air defense technique that is always shining and energy saving is not turned on.

As a disaster caused by various negligence, even the people below have reacted quite quickly and tried to take action.

But with a pure heart of protection, the shield in his hand is indestructible, and even the fall has the characteristic of ignoring obstacles like a domineering body, which makes Uruk lose...

Not disastrous.

Well, although he has not yet become a heroic spirit, his ability to open the gate of Babylon and his decisiveness in throwing treasures allowed Gilgamesh to successfully block the duo of Chaldean paratroopers before he had to work part-time as a construction worker.

With a giant slingshot.

Well, this is also understandable.

Before being sublimated into a treasure, King's Treasure can't just take out the original script just because it sees something.

Even those eyes have seen the future.

Even if the king wants to, he can release the true name of most of the Noble Phantasms.

But the database has not been updated, and even with clairvoyance, it is impossible to touch a seven-layer air defense shield.

Because that "doesn't exist" in this era.

If it doesn't appear, the original canon is nothing to talk about.

Then what Wang can use is actually only a limited number, no warranty and no treasures that need to be named.

So even if it's a giant Arash-looking slingshot, as long as it stops the falling city of Camelot and catapults it to another place, everything will be fine...probably?

As long as it is easy to use, who cares about the appearance of the treasure?

"Huh? Your last words are only like this?" The goddess with the bag on her forehead showed a ferocious expression.

The red-haired girl who was kneeling with her eggplant junior turned her head in embarrassment, and she didn't seem to have any intention to argue.

Well, because of the experience in Camelot (referring to Arash Air) and the experience of the spirit son being transferred to mid-air and then falling freely under various circumstances, the moment it fell, the girl called Mash to unfold the Noble Phantasm and made an emergency landing.

After all, that Noble Phantasm is an ideal city where any pain can be blocked.

If you don't want to fall into a mess, the sooner you open it, the better.

It is a fact that he called Matthew to make an emergency landing at the first time.

It is also one aspect of not paying attention to the scenery below you when you panic.

But do you need to argue with King Gilgamesh because of this kind of thing?

The Taoist girl named Fujimaru Lixiang recalled her own Jin Shining, and after a short wit, she gave up such an unreliable idea.

Although the king in the field of vision looked a little different from the extravagantly dressed Shining, but just looking at the face, even people of different periods would not be much different from the nouveau riche of Chaldea.

With such a king, it is useless to argue.

Fujimaru Tachika confirmed this, and slightly swept his gaze to the side.

The scantily clad, good-looking face looks more like a modern Japanese than a Goddess of the Age of Gods in terms of looks and hairstyle.

The reason why she would yell and vent her dissatisfaction here, the girl knew.

After being ejected by the huge slingshot, in order to ensure safety, the use of Mash's treasure could not be stopped even more, and the city wall became more solid.

Well, although the actual quality does not seem to have improved, and the type of defensive treasure, the improvement of the protective attribute cannot be observed intuitively, but because the outer wall of the city wall is more solid, the two people spinning in the air almost lost control over direction.

...Although usually not much, at best it is to adjust the body position, so that the part that was hit by the corner of the city becomes the level of being pressed by the gate.

...But if I had noticed earlier, the trajectory of the projectile ejected by the slingshot happened to pass by a goddess of motorcycles driving a speeding boat...

Maybe it could be a lighter city gate impact?

…instead of sending her crashing directly into a significantly stronger wall.

Although the Goddess' means of transportation alleviated the damage a little bit, but because of this...

That sky boat will probably take a long time to repair.

Even if it's the Goddess Boat, it's quite rare to be able to just knock the Goddess on the head when it's speeding and there is no seat belt to fasten.

…but not only that.

The launching force from bottom to top and the impact of the straight-line impact consume each other. While destroying the sky boat, it also makes people on both sides remember each other's appearance due to the short floating time.

and fall with gravity.

With the goddess on the bottom and the city wall on the top, it fell into the open space in front of the palace.

The ground sank several meters.

No one was injured except the female driver.

Then it evolved into what it is now.

"...I'm very sorry." Lixiang apologized bluntly, clasped his hands together, stuck out his tongue, and pretended to be stupid.

"You bastard! If an apology is useful, why do you need God's punishment!!!"

So this place was really thrown out by King Gilgamesh——

Such an excuse is probably useless to this side, right?

Because I can already feel the long-lost sense of sight...

"Ahhh! My car! Compensate me, bastard!"

Obviously the existence in front of me should be the goddess, but after confirming that the other party said such words but did not do anything in the palace, I have a little definition of this goddess in my heart, and at the same time, I have a subtle sense of sight .

Uh...how long ago was that?

...It must have been before the blood sample was taken by the blood donation vehicle and then tricked into Chaldea as the master...

"Give me compensation, bastard! Even if you hand over all your property, you might still be able to escape death!"

Ahh... isn't this exactly the same...

A few black lines fell on her forehead, and she didn't feel any sense of crisis to be punished by the goddess. While being shaken by the collar of the goddess with the bag on her forehead, the girl stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of Lamaxiu's skirt. With a calm expression, he blinked.

"No, senior! There must be a limit to being addicted to drawing cards, and this month's talisman has just been handed over to me for less than two hours!" Little Eggplant, who understood the situation in an instant, objected directly.

"...No! I won't draw cards at the singularity! Mash, think about it, isn't the outer layer of the talisman gold-plated! I want to compensate her car!" The failed girl scratched her cheek and explained.

"Huh?! What are you talking about! Do you want to use something gold-plated to compensate my Tianzhou Maana?! There is a limit to looking down on God!!!" Where is Kakaka—"

Two voices overlapped, joy and fury coexisted.

The goddess who was about to recklessly punish the miser in front of her turned around and looked for the guy who dared to steal the goddess's head.

The Chaldean duo followed the voice and turned around.

It was a figure galloping out of the palace.

"...Tired by Nani...is there an event?" "...Senior with a strange painting style?"

At the same time, there was a sound of astonishment.

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Subterranean people ≠ chaos and evil ≠ Fujimaru Tachika

Matthew = color embryo eggplant

(ps) Chapter Name: Drawing cards is a bad civilization

Chapter 382 Chapter 359 zayphzj

Even though the painting style is so strange that it is difficult to compare it with normal human beings, the reliable junior of Little Eggplant is the first to equate the creatures in front of him with his predecessors.

The reason is of course not only the small reason that the similarity between the two of them can be seen when they get together, it also includes the girl's inherent image of her predecessor.

When drawing the card, she looked exactly like this new senior who ran out of the palace.

"Huh?" In contrast, the Venus Goddess, who was still holding Fujimaru Tachika's collar with both hands, and with a bit of astonishment on her face, looked slowly at the girl who lost her mind and followed her card-drawing instinct. The mysterious creature drooling and circling, then turned to look at the face of the girl whom he had mentioned.

Then he looked at the mysterious two-headed creature like a large hamster on the ground again, and repeated the comparison process twice.

Lady Goddess' complexion gradually turned pale.

There is even a trend towards the development of Yan Yi.

It's like encountering something more terrifying than getting a ticket for speeding.

Lady Goddess, who did not show the slightest majesty of the gods, slowly let go of her hand, her movements were a little stiff.

There was no chance for Fujimaru Tatsuka, who had landed on her feet, to express her concern...

"噫噫噫——!!!" The screams that resounded through the sky had already spread in Uruk.

"It's making noise to death, you shameful goddess!!!" Then came the roar of the king of Uruk.

And louder.

But fortunately, the residents of Uruk seem to have gotten used to the quarrel between the goddess and the king, or they have already thought about that kind of thing.

For now, the oldest human gossip reporter has not been born in this town.

So even if there is a certain degree of curiosity about what happened in the direction of the palace, no one is willing to risk the kite of working 24 hours a day with Wang to hear the daily news that a house may be demolished by the goddess.

But no matter how much you adapt, the end point that ordinary human beings can reach still exists in everyone's eyes.

Even though it is said to break away from the gods, the relationship between life and the underworld cannot be changed by Gilgamesh.

It is precisely such a line that exists, so there are always a few people who can ignore the king's roar...

such as…

"King, please be quiet when dealing with official duties. There are still wounded in the priest's courtyard who need to recuperate. Please think about them before you want to make a loud announcement." Siduri, who is the head priest, revealed in his words Show absolute respect and respect, and use the act of moving a pile of clay tablets in front of the king to silently oppress the virtuous king.

"King, you still have a lot of things to deal with, and you can't relax." The gentle and considerate chief priest still spoke like this when he knew that the other party hadn't slept for dozens of days and still dozed off from time to time during the meeting.

Because even if he advised Wang Lai, he would only take the burden on Wang Lai and perfunctoryly say that Wang Lai worked overtime.

The more he mentioned it, the more he resisted, like a big kid desperate for face.

Of course, she knew how miserable the king's schedule was, and it was true to say that.

But out of the desire to let the king have a good rest, Siduri insisted on urging the king to work overtime and slightly increasing the workload that the king had to deal with without hesitation.

It's very simple.

When he was tired and fell asleep, he naturally rested.

Even if you are thinking about government affairs in your dreams, there is still time to dream after all, isn't it?