The 300 Heroes of the Manga

Spreading his hands, Cao Shurui looked helpless.

He could snoop a bit from the knowledge gained from loading heroes in the situation of the Moon World.

If he finds a magician to help him heal, it will be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it will most likely attract the attention of the entire world. In his current state, a clock tower can make him burn out.

His current strength, placed in the world of Xingyue, is equivalent to having the melee ability of the heroic spirit of the great hero Hercules. As for the treasure, if the slash that caused the dimensional twists and turns is counted, it is barely there.

This kind of strength is fundamentally crushing for the followers in the range he knows, but for the strong in the inner world, it is just a little trickier.

The twenty-seventh ancestor of the dead disciple, the five great magicians, the true ancestor Bai Ji...There are still many guys who can match him and even rub him on the ground.

If it's to grab the Holy Grail... I won't talk about various calculations, and don't consider his identity in the world. As for the Holy Grail itself, the Holy Grail that really has a positive effect has never been obtained. It's the Holy Grail with great side effects, and Cao Shurui knows its appearance.

"Ding! This holy grail, certified by the system, can take effect on the Summoner's injuries. At the same time, there is the possibility of the Summoner's return to the Ascension in this world. Please seize the opportunity."

With the prompt sound of the system, the altar under Cao Shurui's feet glowed with blue light.

"Wait! What is the return of the Spirit Base—"

The latter part of the system's discourse attracted Cao Shurui's attention.

I am a human being, can the spirit base come again?

It is a pity that before Cao Shurui asked for the answer, the brilliance of the transmission led him to disappear without a trace.

The intense dizziness, like the first experience of teleportation, made his consciousness go blank.

Chapter 002

Here is a plain...or wasteland.

The terrain is flat, but there is not the slightest green here except for a few cacti that can be seen occasionally.

And not far away, through a forest, there is a small town.

At a certain moment--

"Da da da"

The dense, continuous and crisp gunfire broke the calm here.

"Kill!!"

Corresponding to the gunshots, a bold and rude screaming sounded on the other side.

The soldiers with big red beards, helmets and dusty robes, armed with spears and round wooden shields, charged towards the direction where the gunfire sounded.

"despair!"

Clang.

The middle-aged man wearing ordinary modern cowboy clothes raised his hand and wiped his sweat.

He glanced at the soldier who had a bullet in front of him with his head tilted. He turned his head and shouted to his back: "They are close to the range! The mechanized corps is ready to dispatch! Behind us is the small town, and there are many more inside. Wounded, you must not retreat here!"

"Hold here, hold the United States!"

Shouting the slogan, a part of his comrades in arms immediately separated and rushed to the center of the position behind him.

"Rumble..."

Before long, accompanied by the roar of steam, the humanoid machines with blue and yellow paint as a whole advanced to the front of the team.

"Sir! The mechanized corps has completed the consciousness of fighting until it runs out of ammunition and food!"

From the head equipped with a buzzer, the humanoid machine uttered a voice.

Very humanely, they raised the gun-shaped right arm to salute, and then they turned around and rushed towards the soldier on the opposite side.

Afterwards, the continuous gunshots, together with the sound of Jintie's chanting and killing, resounded throughout the battlefield.

On the other side, behind the battlefield, in a small town across the forest.

"Huh~huh~huh~"

In the small town where the residents had taken refuge, a white figure walked on the empty street humming loudly.

She laughed very happily, as if something good had happened.

The golden hair reflected the sun's brilliance, and the dull hair on the top of his head swayed with the wind.

On the white veil that looked like part of a wedding dress, she wore a fresh laurel crown.

... For some reason, there is a chain around her neck, and a big yellow lock is attached to her chest. In this way, the clothes on her body seemed to be part of a restraint suit.

In addition, her top with the upper hemisphere holding the lock exposed, and a long zipper below the career line.

On the whole, her clothes are very modern dresses with a wedding style.

"Oh! I found something good."

Suddenly she stopped, and then began to fiddle.

"...Okay, now the basics are set."

Nodded with satisfaction, and she didn't know who was talking to the girl.

"Unfortunately, there is still a lack of a photographer. Even if Yu can take on all the positions with his rare talents, it is absolutely impossible to do things like acting and filming that requires avatars."

Closing her eyes, the girl sighed.

The silver-white big sword was hooked in her arms with her right hand, and the girl held the sword and stayed silently.

"...There is no way. In this case, it's finally time for Yu to challenge the summoning technique--"

She looked like she had a good idea, clenching her left hand and knocking it in the palm of her right hand.

Boom! !

At this moment, the land behind her was hit!

The dust lifted up layer by layer, and the ground shook slightly.

Taking a step back, holding the hilt of the sword gracefully, pulling the sword up, and slipping under her feet, she turned around swiftly.

Obviously only about 1.5 meters tall, but the moment she held the sword, the whole person exuded a strong sense of existence.

"——"