The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

--well……

Ok?

——Kite...what do you mean?

I don’t know, the term that came up out of nowhere, kite flow tactics... right?

——……

=====================I omitted the dividing line of kite tactics=====================

After the appointed time, I almost immediately reopened the inherent barrier, and then expanded it again at the designated place, and then...

"I said... Except for Altria who was appointed by me, it is excusable for Lancelot to come in and help. Mordred and Dimeldor, what are you two to join in the fun?!"

Because the setting when I expand the enchantment is simply "drag the belongings in the designated location", so when I found out that there were extra bonus items, there was no other idea except for the black line.

"Ah? Didn't you let us in together?"

Dimrdo's expression with his shoulders spread out at the moment...It was really innocent, which made people feel that he was very ugly.

"...Want to...help..."

The second person who spoke was Mordred-if he ignores his gaze that clearly drifts up and down on the black dragon projection, the credibility is still quite high, but it is really clear what he is thinking.

As for Lancelot... Well, this guy is simply taking the challenge of difficult battles as his own duty, skipping.

This group of people feel uncomfortable without fighting for a day, and when they hear of fighting, they are more energetic than anyone else!

"Forget it, the top priority now is to solve this black dragon projection."

Seeing Lancelot and Mordred consciously take over me to deal with the Black Dragon Projection, I directly pulled back the two Altria and Dimrdo who were about to rush up together. "You two come back to me! The task hasn't been assigned yet for me to do so quickly!"

"Huh?" X2

So looking at the innocent gazes of these two men, I even wanted to punch someone.

"Because of your poor knowledge of magic theory, I will omit the explanation. In short, the'invincible' state of the black dragon projection will be broken by me."

Taking a deep breath, while self-hypnotizing in my heart, all the gods and horses are floating clouds, I picked up Medea’s Master who was brought in at my request, "Dimeldo, what you have to do is I lifted the'invincible' state of the black dragon projection and removed the magic lines on his head as soon as possible. And Altria... you seize the opportunity to liberate your victory vow. I believe this is the right time to seize the battle opportunity. This kind of thing, even if I don't say it, you should be very clear, right?"

After seeing the two people nodding, I looked down at someone who was still in a puppet state.

In this state, I'm afraid it's easier to die, right?

——You are not him, how can you know what he thinks?

Who can say this kind of thing, maybe he wants to be relieved too...

——You are just giving yourself a reason to do it, right?

This kind of thing...whatever you want.

I closed my eyes slightly, and in the next second a re-made flying knife (all the enchanted flying knives were consumed during the battle against Medea) appeared in my hand.

I took out a small powder-containing package from my arms, and I wiped the powder on the blade of the flying knife, and then slammed into his heart.

"Thunderbolt... now..."

The dazzling golden electric arc bounced off Webber's body, and then hovered in mid-air to form golden fur about half an arm's length, and then flew towards the black dragon projection in an instant.

Sure enough... Medea used the magic of "fusion shaping" to force half of the precious golden fleece into Weber's body, which resulted in the "invincible state" between him and the black dragon projection.

If you want to get rid of this situation, you must first get rid of this magic, and for this, I used the rib powder "Shun" from Nangong Masa.

Just as Einzbern’s origin is “endowment”, Ma Tong’s origin is “manipulation”, Tosaka’s origin is “switching”, and my origin is “transformation”. Every magician has its power. The origin of this is the information engraved in the soul, which cannot be changed-and everyone's name has the deepest relationship with the soul.

Judging from the name, "Qisi" is roughly divided into the dual attributes of "fire" and "earth", and in detail, it is the compound attribute of "cutting" and "combining"-this is the "origin" "The truth.

"Cut" and "Heir"-although they can be called "destruction" and "regeneration", there is a slight difference in their combination, because the combination of the two does not mean "repair"-for example, After cutting and combining the lines, the thickness of the nodes will change-that is, the behavior of "heir" after "cutting" will cause irreversible "deterioration" of the object.

To put it in perspective, if the magic circuit of a magician is likened to a high-voltage current loop, then the rib powder of Kiriji is a drop of water.

What happens when a conductive liquid adheres to a dense electrical circuit?

The answer is obvious, because the short circuit of the return line causes the current to destroy the circuit itself and cause a complete failure. However, after the destruction, a new circuit is regenerated due to the attribute of "regeneration", which completely makes this precise circuit lose its response. There is a role-making the magic circuit "short-circuit", which is the terrifying effect that Keiji's rib powder can cause.

Although I didn’t use much powder, it actually destroyed Medea’s magic and partially changed the “attributes” of the golden fleece. Even if this part of the golden fleece was fused with the other half, this was mutated. The properties will not change.

From ancient times to the present, magic has been extremely rigorous and precise. As long as there is a partial change, it will have unpredictable consequences-and the immediate result is that the "invincible" state of Weber and the black dragon projection is destroyed.

"Next is me!"

Dimrdo gave a low laugh, then turned his head to look at Altria, "Saber, you can't use your left hand normally, right?"

"...Uh, yes..."

As if being poked in the pain, Altria nodded with a stiff face.

"Caster, are you sure that Saber's treasure has the power to kill the black dragon?"

Then Dimrdo turned to look at me.

"Well, there is no doubt about this. Although there is no way to explain the composition of the victory oath, its power is indeed proportional to glory and consciousness."

I froze for a while, and then I woke up when I realized what he wanted to do. I frowned, "Is it worth it? If it is ruined, you won’t be able to use that weapon anymore until this war is over. Are you looking forward to the battle with Saber and Lance? If this is the case, you won't be in the best condition even if you fight?

"Although, as a warrior, I do look forward to facing the battle in the best condition..."

Dim Erduo smiled, and then his golden spear appeared in his hand, holding both hands in the middle, "But there is no doubt that the black dragon will bring disaster. Before becoming a warrior, I was first a The knight, once swore, will never let any'evil' run wild!"

Smiling like this, Dim Erdor violently broke off one of his treasured guns without hesitation.

The powerful cursing power condensed in the "Yellow Rose to Be Extinct", it turned into a whirlwind, burst out, and dispersed in an instant.Almost at the same time, a wisp of black smoke also appeared on Altria's left arm.

"Saber, I'll beg you next."

It seemed that he was totally unwilling to damage his weapon, Dimrdo showed his always reserved smile and looked at Altria, who was already completely dumbfounded.

Then, the scarlet spear also appeared in his hand, and he projected it towards the black dragon projection with the greatest strength.

"——!!!"

After the cyan magic pattern on the forehead was hit by Dimrdo’s "Devil-Breaking Red Rose", the Black Dragon Projection immediately raised his head and roared silently, as if the color of the display was shaking due to unstable voltage. With the same frequency, its figure began to flicker and finally felt a little "projection".

And above the head of the black dragon projection, there was a piece of golden fur that shone brilliantly, almost catching up with the rays of the little sun.He had escaped from the body of the black dragon projection, and was quietly floating there doing nothing.

"Ok."