Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Chapter 728

The other magicians were taken aback, and then their complexions changed drastically. The only one who can make the Bathmelo's family known as the president is the only mysterious person who has commanded the Magic Association for two thousand years, but has almost never appeared!

The sorcerer, known as the president, took off the hood on her head. What was inconsistent with the mature voice was that her face was extremely young, at best she was a girl!

She smiled briskly and innocently, like a young girl who had just grown up and had a childlike heart.

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Rubbing his waist, Liang Yiluo walked out of the secret room, and the final outcome was never expected. Whether it was the Assyrian empress or the Roman king, both fell into lust, and the battle of the day made Liang Yiluo too. Some back pains.

"It's night..."

It was still the morning when I went to the secret room with Semiramis. In such a blink of an eye, the weather outside was already dark, and the black sky covered the earth. The noisy city of the past has also become depressed, and the whole of Fuyuki City is slowly entering In hell.

There was a faint and gentle smile on his face again, and the previous hideousness and arrogance disappeared, and it was like a patient with dual personality.

"It's really troublesome...but it's okay, at least it proves that I still have a bit of'humanity'."

Laughing in a low voice, with his hands in his pockets, his whole body refreshed, and he wandered back to the center of the temple.

The stars in the sky are set against the opening and closing gaps above the temple, like a picture of ten thousand stars. The upper throne in the temple looks a bit lonely and lonely. Below the throne, Medea is still in the purple robe, quiet. Standing there, like a sculpture of ancient Venus.

And in front of Medea, there was a strange girl.

It was a delicate woman, with long hair that was as elegant as gold and cyan colored. She was burned into small waves at the tip of the hair. She was sitting in a wheelchair with a simple white shirt on her upper body, and she was unable to move. The legs are wearing simple slim trousers.

The girl was a little uneasy, and occasionally glanced at Medea, her brows tightened to make people feel pity, and when she saw the two instruments appearing from the corridor of the temple, the girl raised her mind even more, compared to the heroic spirits who were heroes. The guy who is a magician makes people feel like a monster, because the magician is too cruel and cruel.

"Who is this? Medea."

Seeing a stranger in the courtyard in the sky, Liang Yiluo was a little curious. He straightened his body and straightened his waist. His delicate face was smiling like a spring breeze, and he said very gentlemanly: "This magic Teacher, don’t you introduce yourself?"

The handsome face and the gentle smile made the nervous girl finally let go of some vigilance, and she softly said: "Fiore Fulviji Yugdomirenia! It is the Holy Grail War. loser……"

After talking about herself as a loser, she looked at Liang Yi Luo a little pitifully, as if waiting for his final verdict.

"The loser? Medea, whose victory is this?"

Because he was in the secret room all day, Liang Yiluo naturally didn't know what was happening outside.

"It's the spoils of Ilia and Hercules, because I don't think this news is very important to you, so I didn't bother you."

Medea's sculpturally indifferent and pretty face also came alive when answering Liang Yi Luo's question. She bowed her head respectfully and answered truthfully.

"Oh? Is it Ilia... But it's incredible. With the character of that little girl, she didn't kill the opponent's Master after winning!"

Liang Yiluo looked at Fiore interestingly, and found nothing special about her, so she gave Medea the questioning look in her eyes.

Medea took out her crystal ball from the hem of her clothes, and after rubbing it for a while, a gentle green-haired young man appeared.

"This is Chiron, the symbol of Sagittarius, the teacher of almost all the great heroes in Greek mythology, and the heroic spirit summoned by this girl this time. Hercules also sought archery from this sage, whether it is Akhal. Luce was still... Jason... both students of Chiron."

Speaking of Jason's own nominal husband, but playing with the man of his life, Medea's expression was a bit hideous and angry.

Liang Yiluo slowly walked to her side, stroked her long sea-blue hair with his hand, and said softly: "The betrayal witch is no longer there. Now you are my Medea and mine. princess."

Medea's expression gradually eased, and she smiled apologetically at Liang Yi, and continued: "In mythology, Chiron was under the venom of Hercules'Hydra' because he couldn't bear the pain. As a result, he exchanged his lives with Prometheus. Even the teacher of this great hero cannot defeat the Hercules."

"So, before Chiron was dying, I asked Hercules not to kill her Master, and because of Hercules, Illia agreed?"

Liang Yiluo was only half listening, and then guessed the cause and effect of the whole incident.

"As expected, Lord Luo, for exactly this reason."

Medea whispered in praise.

Tilting her head and looking at the beautiful girl in the wheelchair, Liang Yiluo asked again: "Where are Ilia and Hercules now?"

"They are still fighting. If Hercules in a complete state may be able to win, but after eliminating the red archer and defeating the Sagittarius, even Hercules cannot maintain his peak strength. This The possibility of their defeat once is very high..."

"Oh? Even if he has lost more than half of his life, Hercules is not easy to defeat, this time the enemy is???"

When Liang Yiluo heard this, she finally got interested, straightened herself up, and asked seriously.

"A great hero who is as famous as Hercules and extolled to the world, the protagonist of the Iliad-Achilles!".

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In the sky courtyard of Babylon, Liang Yiluo walked up the gorgeous stairs and sat on Semiramis's luxurious throne inlaid with glazed emeralds.

At this moment, what appeared in the brain of Liang Yiluo sitting on the throne was no longer the movement of every inch of the ground in the sky courtyard, but like the supreme god, hanging high in the sky, the whole mind was covered with the winter wood city under his feet!

Floating in the air of several thousand meters, even the buildings in the city are as small as ants. The whole city is very delicate except for some special places, and those special places don’t need to be thought of, you know that they are the location of the heroic spirits. .

"Medea, you did a good job. In such a short period of time, you completed this wide-area search magic that relies on the courtyard in the sky." Liang Yiluo nodded in satisfaction and praised Medea.

This was something that Liang Yiluo had ordered earlier. I didn't expect this Greek princess to complete it so quickly. In this case, although I dare not say that the entire city is in his hands, no one can sneak on them.

"You're overwhelmed! These images are all the heroes and their Master discovered by using this magic today."

With a sweet smile on Medea's face, while answering respectfully, using magic tricks like a projector to reveal an image in front of Liang Yiluo.

The first two people who appeared were old acquaintances of Liang Yiluo, who had buried him in a certain valley, and because of this, he had a fate with Alte Luci, and the burial of Bathmelo Lorelia. Director of the agency Narubalek!

"This pair of enemies has also come!"

Liang Yi Luo squinted and snorted coldly. He was quite fond of Lorelei, but he only hated Narubalek! Had it not been for the last time that the Six Kings left him no time to look after him, then the chief of this burial organization would have been killed.

"Alright! This time you have absolutely no chance of escape..."

Secretly planning something, Liang Yiluo set his sights on the heroic spirits summoned by the two men.

Following Loreliya was a handsome young man wearing a golden armor and a bright red cloak. Although it was only a vague image, it was also known to people that he was worthy of the name of a hero! That is the son of the sun who can catch people's eyes just by standing there!

"The undead hero recorded in the Mahabharata, Garna... For Bassemero, it is indeed a good prop. This son of the sun **** who has no big hopes and looks ordinary is indeed suitable for Bassemero's desire The woman who controls everything."

Liang Yiluo curled his lips and just commented, but he was also a little concerned. In today's situation, it is really difficult to defeat this Garner in one-on-one.

At this time, he was very fortunate. Fortunately, he had an idea before to capture Nero in an unusual way. Under the action of the spell, he could completely obey his orders in a short time. Otherwise, he would face Garna. He is really a little stretched.

'If you want to defeat Garner alone, the possibility is very low, so you have to use the method of siege... King Arthur ruled out first, and she has her own affairs, so she can only let Joan and Nero kill. Is this hero dead? ’

Compared to King Arthur, Joan does not have that kind of absolute chivalry. When the enemy is indeed out of specifications, she doesn't care about teaming up with others.

"Master Luo! Bazet and Kuchurin once met this pair of masters and servants. Although I don't know what they said, depending on the situation, the two sides have already written the battle."

Medea seemed to see the importance that Liang Yiluo paid to Garner, and reminded him aloud.

"Oh? Have you met the two...hahahaha! It's really interesting, the son of light in Ireland and the son of the sun in ancient India, the two sons of light, have a fate!"