Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

"Yes, thanks to His Majesty's grace." Gently licking her thin pink lips, the smile on Fiore's face gradually became distorted, and the four palms in magic dress instantly became huge in the air, like giant beasts The sharp claws rushed towards the magicians again.

At this moment, Danik also discerned Fiore's abnormality, just the black lines on her body, he absolutely couldn't ignore it.

"Damn it..." Cursing in a low voice, Danik lightly stroked his waist, and a delicate gunpowder pistol appeared in his hand.

Classical gun style, this flintlock gun without rifling is indeed a bit strange in terms of accuracy, but it is enough to destroy those damn magic dresses at this distance.

Of course, this premise is that before Fiore's dresses were strengthened, and now soaked in black mud, these magic dresses themselves are equivalent to 'D-level' treasures. Lamppost in the hand of the knight.

So, it doesn't make any sense at all.

"Bah—"

The breath of gunpowder filled the hall, but the bullet, strengthened by countless spells, was completely ejected the moment it hit the magic dress.

"Don't waste your time, Master Danik." Fiore said lightly, with a little pity in her words. "After receiving His Majesty's gift, just being a modern magician has no meaning to me at all."

"call--"

The fire ignited from Fiore's body. It was obvious that one of the magicians slaughtered by the magic dress had released burning magic.

However, as the flames were extinguished, there was no scar on Fiore's body, not even a speck of dust, and even the snow-white dress on her body was intact.

"It's really boring, why should the weak struggle?" She said with a light smile, her words were full of evil charm. "Isn't it enough to be slaughtered by me obediently? Why resist me—resist the courtiers of His Majesty the Hero King?"

The next moment, she was like a female leopard, rushing out at a speed that ordinary humans could not understand, like a wild wolf rushing into a herd of cattle, easily taking away one by one's lives.

"Help! Patriarch Danik!"

"Ah, no!"

"Forgive me! Forgive me!"

Wails, screams, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn, resounded in this luxurious hall. Seeing such a cruel scene, several masters and heroic spirits present fell silent in unison.

No one dared to persuade her, let alone stood in front of that girl. Even Fiore's younger brother, Coles, now shrank his neck and hid behind Frankenstein, lest he be discovered by that cruel girl.

Because, that means, he will meet his sister in battle, and as a weak person, he will definitely die in the hands of Fiore.

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Chapter 590 The Loser Holds the Glory (Seeking a Reward)

In just half an hour, the originally luxurious and elegant hall was stained with scarlet blood. One by one, the high-ranking magicians turned into corpses, and they were piled up on the precious handmade carpet, making the already vermilion carpet look like a ghost. Brighter.

There was a faint burnt smell in the air, which was the smell of gunpowder smoke. The crowned magician named Danik was holding a short-barreled flintlock in his forehand, but he didn't point it at anyone, but lowered his hand helplessly. , looking at the massacre of Fiore.

At this moment, he was extremely convinced that there had obviously been some 'change' in Fiore in front of him.

It wasn't the integrity of the flesh and blood, nor the restoration of the legs, but a more profound change. Her essence and her origin as a magician were all sublimated at this moment.

"What the hell..." murmured in a low voice, Danic looked at Fiore's blood-stained figure standing among the corpses, with suspicion and astonishment in his eyes.

You must know that a few hours ago, Fiore was naive and a bit stupid. Although she didn't have the indifferent heart of a magician, she would never attack a magician from the same family.

But now, the girl in front of her eyes seemed to have transformed into an evil ghost, using the wailing of others as food to fill her heart wrapped in evil thoughts.

"Those lines... no, it should be a spell, right? But it's not a 'magic circuit', and the expression itself is not a strengthening, but something even worse..." Looking at the black spots on Fiore's body Danic's eyes were full of horror for the pattern, the pattern itself possessed the characteristics of 'mystery', and could even ignore some low-level magic.

In other words, it is the top ability among heroic spirits——for magic, although the level is not high, it can resist most of the magic of modern magicians. At least among the Thousand World Tree family, it can hurt Her magicians are few and far between.

Of course, even though she was blackened because of the power of the black mud, Fiore is by no means an opponent of Danik. Once the battle starts, the odds of winning are still in the hands of this 'eight tongue'.

"Okay..." In a flat tone, full of love for pets, the tyrant named Gilgamesh said with disdain while admiring the blood-drenched scene in front of him. "Don't you feel disgusted by getting your paws dirty with these bastards?"

"This?" Gently lifting the snow-white and delicate catkin, Fiore showed a pure smile on her beautiful face stained with a little blood.

It was a frightening beauty. The scarlet roses were blooming with delicate and delicate flowers. While they were bright and beautiful, they also carried a chilling sense of threat.

It's not human, it's not a magician who surpasses human beings, it's not even inferior to Heroic Spirits and Phantasmal Species—it's pure malice, it's the crystallization of evil thoughts of humans in this world, and it contains the beauty of human consciousness.

Danic couldn't understand, nor could he see through, he could only stand there blankly, staring at the beautiful and immature face...

"Ahem..." Standing behind Danik, the heroic spirit named Vlad III has been admiring the farce. He patted Danik on the shoulder, dragged him back from that obsession, and then slightly He looked at Gilgamesh in embarrassment. "Your Majesty, I am the heroic spirit who guards this land. Please forgive me for the previous offense."

"Oh? Give me a reason not to kill you, bastard." Gilgamesh said lightly, not minding offending every hero present at all.

Because in this hall, there is no threat to his existence at all. Whether it is Vlad III, Frankenstein, or that fake knight, they are all weak to him.

——Of course, the 'caster' hiding in the corner was not even looked at seriously by Gilgamesh. Weak, not even seen by Gilgamesh.

In other words, there is no need to be seen.

"Is there a reason? It's really embarrassing." Shaking his head helplessly, Vlad III said with a wry smile. "Why do you do this? Didn't you plan it a long time ago? Since you intend to use the 'Thousand World Tree' family, you won't take your anger out on me anymore, right?"

"The humble bastard has a pretty good head." Gilgamesh curled his lips and sneered loudly. "This king is so provocative, don't you feel ashamed in your heart as a hero? Don't you want to have a hearty battle with this king and then return to the Hall of Valor?"

"No, I don't have such an idea." Vlad III said flatly with an indifferent expression on his face. "This time in the Holy Grail War, I just want to wash away the stigma of 'Vampire Dracula'. Before that, meaningless defeat is unnecessary."

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"Is that so? You really deserve to be a humble bastard." Gilgamesh sneered, but Vlad III did not get angry, but turned around and disembodied.

"Your Majesty." Standing aside, watching that the grievances between Vlad III and Gilgamesh have been calmed down, Danik no longer curled up in obscurity, but half-knelt on Gilgamesh, singing solemnly said in a tone. "Please rest here for a while. Although this place is filthy with blood, the castle of my Thousand Boundary Tree family can satisfy you."

"Very good." Gilgamesh responded lightly, without the slightest appreciation in his words, but with a little disdain.

.........

Indeed, even in the eyes of other magician families, the castle of the Thousand World Tree family is quite well built. Whether it is the accumulation of history or the accumulation of treasures, it can already be regarded as a first-class magic workshop.

Not even a certain 'Elmello' family has such a magnificent castle—although this castle belongs to the Thousand Worlds Tree family, it was contributed by a certain family in the Thousand Worlds Tree.

In the entire Thousand Worlds Tree family, there are actually dozens of families merging groups. Whether it is magic, spells, yin and yang, or even alchemy, the families here hold a variety of magic foundations. , they themselves are a chowder-like family, belonging to a group gathered by losers.

——Yes, the entire Thousand Boundary Tree family is gathered by countless extremely failed families. From the very beginning, there is no so-called collective honor. They are just defeated dogs licking each other's wounds. In the interbreeding with each other, many talented people were born, one of them was Fiore, and the other was Gold.

Moreover, the knowledge in various magic bases gathers together to produce all kinds of weird magic. Even in the Clock Tower of the Magic Association, it is difficult to find such "mutually borrowed" magic knowledge.

This is the root of the Thousand Worlds Tree's strength, and it is also the reason why these losers survived.

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Chapter 590 The Magical Trash Coles (asking for a reward)

"I hope you are satisfied, Your Majesty." His words were full of humility, and Danik said with a hypocritical smile on his face, bowing slightly. "If you have any other needs, please let me know."

"No need, that's enough."