Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

That was the brightest moment in human history, an epic epic in which a mortal fought against the gods.

Absolutely, absolutely can't fall into his palm, otherwise Jack will definitely be wantonly ravaged by him, right?At that time, how could she be worthy of Jack, who had already had a miserable life experience?

With such a stupid idea, the Sixth Director Lingxia instinctively made a judgment—of course, it was a wrong order.

A scarlet command spell suddenly faded, turning into a scarlet brilliance, which was printed on Jack's white skin.

The power brought by the Command Seal made Jack pull out the dagger suddenly, but he hesitated abruptly.

Not hesitation, but outright fear.

An unspeakable sense of coercion came from the atmosphere, and the air in the dilapidated room seemed to be thickened, making it hard to breathe.

Jack stood there blankly, as if the Command Seal had no effect at all, and Gilgamesh smiled playfully.

"What? You're not stupid enough to think that the heroic spirit that I've 'purified' might attack me, right?"

A series of black marks emerged from Jack the Ripper's immature skin, restricting any of her movements, and even the thoughts in her mind were firmly suppressed, becoming a sculpture-like existence.

However, all heroic spirits who are given flesh and blood by Gilgamesh with black mud will be under his control, and it is almost impossible to get rid of them.

"You are one in deep chaos."

"I am, the ruler who holds his chains!"

Chanting the incantation in a low voice, in an instant, more black mist appeared on Jack the Ripper's body, and the spiritual core stained with black slowly floated out from her heart.

That is the root of the power of the heroic spirits, and it is also the true "body" of them who descended into the world.

Once the spirit core is destroyed, the heroic spirit will usher in the end, so no matter what, even if the heroic spirit is injured elsewhere, it will never allow the enemy to touch the range of the heart.

Even individual heroic spirits can be restored by smashing their heads, but as long as the spirit core is broken, even the strongest magician cannot revive it.

Of course, those 'magics' are naturally excluded.

".Please bow down, Jack the Ripper." Gilgamesh said lightly, with the will called domination in his words, and the black sludge slowly emerged, completely wrapping the white spiritual core, turning it into a whole body. A crystal clear black crystal fell into the hands of the King of Heroes.

With just a slight pinch, the heroic spirit named Jack the Ripper will be instantly killed and return to the Hall of Valor.

"Also, return the Command Seal."

Following Gilgamesh's words, the red brand on the back of Lingxia's hand gradually faded, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

"Mom (master)..."

Jack the Ripper muttered, but he couldn't swing his dagger at the tyrant behind him.

It's not that she (Zhao Le's) doesn't have hatred herself, but because every corner of her body is afraid of that man, the existence called all the evil in this world, after bestowing her strength, it deprives her the future of.

It can only be used as a meaningless collection, and when Gilgamesh is interested, it is taken out for appreciation, without the nobility and arrogance of being a heroic spirit-well, Jack himself is an evil spirit, and these praises are indeed missed.

The little girl was struggling with scars all over her body, but Gilgamesh didn't show the slightest pity. He gently pinched Jack the Ripper's cheek, and pinched the tender pink neck with the other hand, feeling the slightly warm temperature .

However, under that warmth, there was a piercing chill, and this killing intent of hatred was regarded by Gilgamesh as enjoyment.

"Yes, you will be the pillow for the night from now on."

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Chapter 590 IX David's Noon Has Arrived (Seeking A Reward)

"So, it's done, right?"

With a cramped smile on his face, he threw the piece of wood in his hand onto the magic circle, and the necromancer named Lion Jie Jieli laughed.

"This time, I really prepared a great holy relic. I don't know which 'Knight of the Round Table' I can summon. It's really exciting."

While speaking, the corner of his mouth was pursed into a smile, and his arms were slightly opened, as if he was embracing the city under the night.

Immediately afterwards, there was a steady yet swift chant.

He has practiced the incantations for summoning heroic spirits countless times, and he will never waste the materials on the magic circle in front of him.

However, at the moment when the summoning incantation had been chanted, the fragment of the round table seemed to melt and turned into a piece of dry wood.

"Damn—this is a fake!" Lion Jie Jieli roared angrily, but the summoning of heroic spirits had already begun, and the Hall of Heroic Spirits outside the world was slowly trembling, and a certain powerful existence was attracted into the present world.

That is an extraordinary power, a burden that cannot be borne in this world—it is not an ordinary heroic spirit, but an existence that is equal to or even surpasses Tamamomae in the Nine-tailed Sun God mode.

The dead wood-like branches themselves are treasures from India.

The branches picked from the Boluo tree (Alidoro) in Bi 237, combined with countless scriptures by special means, smoked with Buddhist incense, and endured countless monks chanting scriptures, completely solidified the concept of "sublimation" and transformed it. A holy relic to its limit.

As long as it can bear the concept in it, it is not impossible even if it is completely "awakened", and even a mere mortal can be sublimated into a "hero", "elf", "god", and even the existence above it.

The next moment, the world fell silent.

There is a depressive atmosphere in the air, but it makes everyone feel refreshed, as if they are completely detached, the desires in their bodies are gradually extinguished, and the reality of being a human being is also dimmed.

There is no appetite, no lust, no thirst for knowledge, and no lust for everything.

Standing there sluggishly, at this moment, Lion Jie Jieli lost even the desire to breathe, and even the desire to beat his heart.

He stood like that, his muscles all over his body stiffened, and he stared blankly at the miracle in front of him. His breath, pulse, and heartbeat were all abandoned, and his desire to live gradually moved away from him.

That is nothingness, complete desirelessness, absolute detachment.

"Master? Heroic Spirit? Fight? Holy Grail War?"

Full of compassion (bgaf), brewing pity, and buried deep indifference to everything, the figure exuding Buddha's light said plainly.

"Slaughter, pain, sorrow, and even countless deaths... These are the sins of mankind, and the punishment that magicians deserve."

It is still a flat tone, without anger, let alone the so-called righteous indignation, just describing the thinness of reality, in the tone as dry as a piece of white paper, without the slightest wave.

The next moment, the soft Buddha light gradually faded away, golden dust rippling in the air, the earth turned into a faint golden color, the whole world seemed extremely holy, and all the filth and evil places disappeared.

He is a Buddha, an enlightened being, and the simplest and most complex executor in the world. He maintains the future of the world, protects the history of mankind, and suppresses disputes and turmoil. Just standing there makes the entire Romania The atmosphere gradually became milder...

"I ask you, here, are you my master? Do you want to save this world, and you have to bear this extremely deep guilt?"

The Buddha, the Enlightened One, and even the existence above that asked, and the words were full of compassion for human beings and the Master in front of him.

"You, do you have ideals and desires to be saved and enlightened?"

"Yes..." Lion Jie Jieli responded bluntly, like a manipulated toy, he said in a dull and hoarse voice. "I want to be saved, I want to have offspring, and I want to pass on the magic of the family."

"Very well, I will accept your request."