The Strongest Holy Grail System

Otherwise, it is estimated that he would have done a hard job and killed this filthy boy.

"Woo~~"

On the other side, Yu Qi rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking ignorant, looking at the person beside her pillow who had changed.

That pair of people who hadn't woken up yet, with bright teeth and bright eyes, was unusually flirtatious, which made Fang Zheng lick the corner of his mouth, and he had the urge to lift a gun and mount a horse.

However, he still suppressed his instinct, got up from the soft water mattress, and explained his changes to the two girls.

"Anyway, that's it..."

After chatting for several hours, Fang Zheng didn't stop until the rising sun was born.

He raised his hand, and a small piece of sunlight fell on him. The next moment, his body gradually grew and turned into the appearance before the crossing.

"However, I can't maintain my adult appearance for too long..."

Under the dazed gazes of the two girls, Fang Zheng's body became young and turned into the appearance of fifteen or sixteen years old.

He raised his palm, stared at the clear palm lines, and said helplessly:

"The "Third Magic, Materialization of Soul" that I have mastered is not perfect. Only after it is completely completed can I maintain the appearance of an adult..."

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Yu Qi stared at Fang Zheng's face, her tone was as usual, still extraordinary.

The girl said calmly with her innocent face, "That's not bad, it looks like a good bully..."

"Hey! The old man is still twenty centimeters thick and hard! Be careful I will stab you into a black face!!!"

Fangzheng threatened loudly, but Yingman's real name suddenly rushed over.

"Crack-"

She directly picked up Fangzheng, took the boy into her arms, and rubbed it vigorously:

"Woooooo! This feels really good! Darling, your appearance is not convincing~~"

"..."

Feeling the soft touch behind him, Fang's face turned cold, he squeezed out of Yingman's true name's arms, a wicked smirk appeared on his face.

Well, the content after that is eighteen bans!

……

At this moment, on the top of a certain mountain in this world...

A pure white palace stands among the snowy peaks of the mountains.

At this moment, in the palace, the boy with silver-gray hair was wearing a gray robe and quietly leaning on the stone pillar.

He has an Akita-like face, and those thick gray eyebrows look a bit funny.

On the back of his hand, there is a black reverse cross with "Apocalypse" branded. This is the "Power of Kings" brought by the Apocalypse virus. Using this ability, one can take out the "Apocalypse" embodied in the human soul. Void Arms".

But since the apocalypse virus was captured by Fang Zheng, his "power of the king" was no longer useful.

"That guy's identity is very mysterious..."

The silver-gray boy said in a solemn tone, "Could it be that he, like you, is also a traveler from other worlds?"

"..."

Hearing this, the palace was silent.

And in the deepest part of the palace, on the throne decorated with gold and white jade, a figure suddenly appeared silently.

He sat there as if he had always been there, with a presence that could not be ignored.

Blonde messy hair, firm pectoral muscles, sarcastic smile...

The man in golden clothes had the aura of a tyrant all over his body. He just sat there, and the air was stagnant.

Behind the throne, a golden figure loomed, flickering with his breathing.

Immediately afterwards, the burly man sneered:

"It's useless! It's useless! Is this the only thing you can do?"

"..." Hearing this, the silver-gray boy in the hall looked cold, but he didn't refute either.

After all, he was a loser, and the golden man possessed far more strength than him.

"You know what, trash..."

The golden man got up from the throne, and behind him, the golden phantom followed his figure step by step, like the most loyal servant.

"Win the victory! Control everything! That's all, only this can bring me satisfaction. The process, method, and means are meaningless. The losers are ants, garbage, and waste!"

He said arrogantly, but the silver-gray boy bit the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to make trouble.

Condensed as a real coercion, surging in this palace, the golden figure said in a deep voice:

"Dart, you failed, your apocalyptic virus plan has come to nothing...

You are no longer valuable..."

Behind the man, the golden phantom became more and more solid, turning into a figure made of pure gold.

That is……

——The world transcends the kingdom of heaven.

"what……"

Seeing this, the silver-gray boy's expression froze. He was about to dodge when the man suddenly shouted:

"The-World!!!"

The world is fixed here.

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Chapter [*] The savior of the wicked "Subscribe"

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"Crack-"

The world is fixed here.

The golden phantom appeared from behind the throne, with sharp streamlined armor, shockingly developed muscles, and the tone of pure gold...

Even though the whole body is vulgar golden yellow, it has a unique beauty, like the most exquisite artwork, showing the domineering aura everywhere.

It took a step, stepped out from behind the golden man, and stepped into the stagnant world step by step.

"Trash, it's really boring..."

The golden man leaned on the throne, and he looked down at the stagnant world and the terrified teenager.

Dart, the culprit of the apocalypse virus, the self-proclaimed king of mankind, is now like a bug in amber, ridiculous.

"Bam—"

The golden one threw a punch and smashed it hard on Dart's face, smashing the young man's delicate face.

Then, pure white light burst out, and the man leaning on the throne said:

"The world transcends the kingdom of heaven, overwrite the reality..."

The next moment, the young man named Dart instantly turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated in this pure white palace.

His whole being was obliterated by the man at the molecular level, and even his soul was completely defeated, swallowed by the golden figure.

That's a stand-in messenger, a stand-in that transcends the kingdom of heaven...

"This world is really boring, and I haven't been able to absorb enough souls..."

On the throne, the golden man combed his golden curly hair and said elegantly:

"I, Dio Brando, are not satisfied yet."

"Bah—"

The sound of cracking sounded, and the stagnant time flowed again. At this point, one minute and eighteen seconds was exclusively occupied by Dior.

At this moment, the golden man leaning on the throne, along with his stand-in messenger, disappeared.

Pure evil, the savior of the wicked, take the stage!

At this moment, in a love hotel in Roppongi District, Tokyo, Fangzheng Qiye was wearing a white shirt and stepped out of the hotel door under the siege of two girls.

Outside the hotel, the streets are bustling with people who were once trapped by the apocalypse virus, regaining their daily lives.

And on this street, a dark Cadillac super long sedan was parked, and the driver of the family dedicated to the courtyard had been waiting here for a long time since last night.

"Who is this……"

The old man dressed as a housekeeper looked at Qiye Fangzheng, who had turned into a teenager. He questioned humbly and without rudeness, but Yingman's real name said nonchalantly:

"You can treat him as my little brother. Now, take us to meet the patriarch of the enshrining house."

"Yes." Without hesitation, the old man bowed respectfully, gently opened the car door, and served a few people to get into the car.

The dark Cadillac sedan shuttled through the traffic in Tokyo, and drove to the outskirts of the city under the open road of a group of police cars.

There, the quaint Japanese-style courtyard buildings are showing the glory of the enshrined family.

The family of the worship house is a member of the "Original Chinese" of Dongying.

Once, they monopolized the political situation of Dongying and belonged to the direct line of the royal family.

Now, after the capitalist reform, these original Chinese have completely declined, and most of them have been annihilated in history.

Only a few families, following the trend of reform, abandoned the vain arrogance and arrogance of the original Chinese, and formed family-style capital chaebols.

Among them, the head of the worship house's family...

"So, how strict are the rules in such an ancient family?"

Opening the car door and stepping into this spacious Japanese-style ancient building, Fang Zheng, who looked like a teenager, sneered:

"Arisa, the only heir of this family's direct line, is not only a Chinese-foreign hybrid, but also a woman...