I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

"A small gift?" Amakusa Shirou Tokisada sighed.

He didn't sigh because Semiramis didn't care, but it was a small gift from Semiramis' mouth, but Legion, which took a lot of effort to make, was useless at all.

"Something fell!" Goredolf stared wide-eyed.

"That's the skeleton," Atalanta squinted, "and the statue."

"che," Jason snapped the rope foul-mouthed and took hold of the boat Rudder, "Everyone is ready, I'm going to rush to the continent in one breath."

"Wait a moment! What about those enemies!" Goredolf shuddered and hugged the railing.

"These guys are just here to delay time, that guy, [Athena's Proof] must be connecting to other evidence, either Apollo's or Artemis', we can't stand either. Yeah, and," Jason twisted his neck, his blond and white hair fluttering in the wind, "it's just a bunch of moving targets, and we have a hunter here who is practicing the arrow technique to hunt down someone. "

Atalanta drew the bow silently.

"It's okay to shake a little bit." The corners of Jason's mouth rose, all the sails were raised at the same time, and The Argo, which had been running smoothly, began to shake violently.

“Who do you think I am?” Atalanta squinted, and the golden horn deer sitting on her shoulders jerked up.

"Then just for you to see," Jason turned the rudder sharply, "making the impossible ship possible, the full speed of The Argo!"

"Boom— ―"

The turbulent waves were raised in the rumbling sound, Argo cut through the ocean like a sharp arrow, and at the same time a stream of light pierced the ocean and shot the bones and stone statues of in midair.

"Huh~" Semiramis raised his eyebrows, "Let me think about what this mechanism was originally called?"

Densely packed black plates fell from the bottom of the courtyard.

"Ten and one?" Semiramis snapped his fingers, "Would eleven thousand be more appropriate."

Countless rays of light fell from the sky and crashed into the ocean.

Chapter 36 Pursuit

“speaking of which, let’s meet officially for the first time.”

The young man crossed his arms and stared at the sitting Kirschtaria Wodime in a cell.

"I've always wondered why you would choose to deny your world."

Kirschtaria lifts the head, looking at the young man exactly like him, a bitter smile rises at the corners of his mouth .

This is the impossible situation. Even if there is only a slight deviation, the historical trajectories will be staggered from each other, so the history of each Lostbelt is completely different, but this Lostbelt is abnormal, obviously There is a major deviation but it is firmly attached to the Greater History of Man.

Because of this, he was able to see another probability, another himself.

"Does my behavior seem unreasonable to you?" Kirschtaria leaned against the wall, turning her head away, not wanting to look at another Kirschtaria across the iron railing.

"That's right, it's very unreasonable," [Kirschtaria] opened the prison door and walked in front of Kirschtaria, "because I thought the world was bad, I wanted to abandon him, and I wanted to create a new one, obviously Human beings, but believe oneself infallible like a god, why can you deny, as it should be by rights, those people who are trying to live and change the bad world?"

The human soul is born at the moment of birth It's the same, just shaped differently because of the environment.

Kirschtaria knows very well that although the person in front of him has the same appearance, the same genes, the same name, and even the same talents, it is not him.

"Although I'm a little sorry," [Kirschtaria] looked down at Kirschtaria, "your existence makes me very unpleasant, even a little disgusting, especially when you appear in front of us with the right attitude. All of you who are with the other Star God are traitors."

"So you, you will defeat us without the slightest hesitation," Kirschtaria sighed.

Turn astrology into reality and convert the magical power of the universe into its own power. The theory that was originally just an illusion was established in Lostbelt, Greece, and he could even drop meteorites at will.

But this kind of power is only rated as [scare me] level.

Lostbelt, who played star-cutting a hundred years ago, only added a little space junk to his technique of lowering meteorites.

Deity-level Servants are also cut into pieces like a joke, and even permanently deprived of Divinity.

The one that scares him the most is probably the Lostbelt King of Greece. God's love and man's faith are perfectly intertwined in him.

Even if you do everything, no Lostbelt will be the opponent of this world, but the different Star God will not sit idly by, because this Lostbelt has already made it clear that he wants to deal with him and has shown such a possibility , the most likely successful Lostbelt has become the least successful Lostbelt.

"This world is perfect," Kirschtaria lowered her head, "you don't need to confirm, I will not do anything, you should concentrate on preparing to deal with the master of the Greater History of Man, even if you have witnessed the world's It's beautiful, she will choose to continue fighting."

"At least she has more backbone than you at this point," [Kirschtaria] tossed her clothes and walked out of the cell, "No matter how bad she is, she will Accepting this reality, she will be sad and angry, but she will not deny the efforts of until now."

"So she is the most difficult opponent," Kirschtaria looked towards her palm. , "Even if the only thing in her hand will be lost, she will open her hand to hold the future."

This is a gentle world, people don't just live for themselves, but It is because of this tenderness that your world will be shattered.

"Because death is not terrifying for you."

"isn't this too ridiculous!"

Goredolf screamed while holding the railing.

Each round is an anti-military-level artillery bombardment. It was moved towards the sea surface like a Gatling. As long as it rubbed a little, it would be bombarded with no slag left. The seawater caused by the shelling It fell like a rainstorm.

"Magical power consumption! Cheating! This is cheating!"

"It's so noisy!" Jason held the rudder, and a blue vein burst out on his forehead, " Aren't you the director? Hurry up and find a way to protect your subordinates to counterattack!"

"You tell me how to counterattack! That Noble Phantasm is too out of the ordinary, just the size is already continental Plate level!" Goredolf yelled, "And you don't even have a gun on this ship!"

"Huh? That kind of thing is not as powerful as the formidable power of Hercules throwing a stone!"

Holmes folded his hands and closed his eyes, thinking about the solution.

"Well, there's no way," Holmes spread his hands.

This is not a game that can be broken with some tricks, and the opponent doesn't even have the intention of negotiating directly, unless the Noble Phantasm, which knocks down the continental plate level fortress with a single blow, Otherwise they can only run away.

"Then what are you thinking about!" Jason yelled.

“Boom—”

a beam of light rubbed The Argo into the sea, and the waves hit everyone on the deck from start to finish.

Jason shook his hair vigorously, staring straight ahead with bloodshot eyes.

"That's right, you don't have the ability to resist me at all," Semiramis held her face admiring the appearance of The Argo fleeing everywhere, and she had been with her normally so much that she almost forgot herself What a cruel person.

"Is the supply of magic power enough?" Amakusa Shirou Tokisada frowned.

Now Semiramis has made it clear that he is teasing the people on The Argo. Obviously, he can snipe at a single point, but he will use all the spells to move towards the sea and shoot indiscriminately.

"Don't worry, although only a part of it has been dismantled, this Hanging Gardens is now loaded with [Zeus's Proof], magic power or something is just a small problem," Semiramis raised his legs and roamed leisurely. Admiring The Argo fleeing in the picture, "This is just right."

"Fine," Amakusa Shirou Tokisada sighed.