ps: Strange, these chapters clearly want to accumulate integrity, but they feel like they can't save it...

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In addition to the battle of hegemony in mainland China and the two lunar eclipse wars, the various holy legions have rarely had the opportunity to fight together, but for ten thousand years, the mutual exchanges and cooperation between the seven holy lands has never stopped. The seven professions have absorbed each other's advantages in cooperation and competitions and made up for their own disadvantages. In the circle of professionals, the exploration and positioning of various professions has gradually become common sense.

Like Saint Seiya x Paladin, Saint Seiya x Wizard, Paladin x Wizard, Wizard x Amazon, etc., although it looks like the strange pairing of Fujim... Seven Holy Lands have communication institutions similar to the Tactical Institute, which specifically discuss how professions and legions of the Seven Holy Land should cooperate in the future lunar eclipse war to give full play to their greatest advantage - after all, the situation in the first two wars was different. The first was a large-scale counterattack of multiple legions, the second was an adventurer team model that broke the whole into pieces, and the third time no one could tell what would happen... All everyone could do was to prepare for the future, and the same was the professions of the Holy Lands...

Well, what I want to say is that the least popular among the seven professions is not the necromancer who plays with bone racks every day, but the Saint Seiya... If a wizard is a battlefield cannon, a paladin is a battlefield turtle, and an assassin is a battlefield slutty maniac, then the Saint Seiya is a battlefield meat grinder. Especially the death sword dance, which is like a gyro, everyone says to cherish life and stay away from the Saint Seiya. This is not an exaggeration at all. When a barbarian releases a death sword dance or a sword blade storm, he must be at least ten meters away from him. Otherwise, if the crushed flesh and blood are poured on his head and face, it will be light, and the heavy ones will be sucked in directly, and it will not be cut into a pool of minced meat, and it will be blown away...

Caesar hugged Artoria tightly, and the two of them stretched out their arms. They held each other and slowly began to turn around. Artoria felt Caesar's breathing and the rhythm of their bodies. They slowly integrated their strength into the spiral of Fengwu. The faster and faster sword blades cut the dragon-toothed soldiers step by step. The wind pressure slowly gathered out, blowing everything in the hall. Countless whirlpools of wind slowly rose from all over the place, and as the tips of the snow-like sword gathered into a powerful wind pillar tornado, wrapping around the two...

The magic array under Medea's hands has been completed, and the complex and mysterious purple magic pattern gathered and scattered, forming a gorgeous magic array. A terrifying force slowly gathered towards the center. The betrayal witch looked at Caesar and Artoria who were tightly attached. A sharp light flashed in her eyes, and four words seemed to be repeated in her thin lips: "Burn you to death and burn you to death..."

"... As far as I know, only one kind of creature can burn people at any time." Even at high speed, Caesar was able to speak leisurely, thanks to various intensive training and competition events in the Temple of War - a sword storm was cast at a speed of 3,600 revolutions per minute, and then stepped on a chain as thick as two fingers. Crossed the cliff with a span of 300 meters and a depth of 300 meters to the opposite peak. The shortest time is the winner. Those who accidentally fell off the cliff had to climb up the same way and then accept the ridicule of their companions for an hour... This is one of the many abnormal competitions of Saint Seiya.

Thanks to this self-abuse training and competition, the perverted meat grinders have always been perverted.

In contrast, although Artoria was able to speak, she had to use holy light to condense the sound waves so that the sound would not be blown away by the hurricane. Artoria adjusted the frequency of herself and Caesar. While using holy light to better integrate and stimulate the power of the two, she replied: "The Pope Hall seems to retain the ancient tradition of stolen stolen. But it is not very useful now!"

No... The stolen tradition in the Pope's Hall will likely be reborn in the hands of the current Consul of Light... Anyway, I think so, Hannibal, who was tortured by jealousy and helplessness, would probably set up a strange organization. They are possessed by art but are all bachelors, full of longing for love but can't find a girl. So, they protect the world for the sake of justice in their hearts, and burn couples for the sake of jealousy in their hearts...

Single male creatures all over the world unite! Judgment these evil heterosexuals! Use these burning torches to illuminate the light of the new era! To purify the blue sky! To build a world of great harmony where jiliri does not interact with each other!

Imagine Hannibal wearing a black robe holding up the sickle and hammer... Well, no, the scene of the sickle and torch being cheated, Caesar suddenly burst into laughter, making Artoria confused: "What, did I say something ridiculous?"

"No, no, no...I seem to see a very terrifying future." The two of them were spinning faster and faster, and phantoms and air waves almost obscured their sight. The violent wind rolled up the wreckage of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, and then swept the complete Dragon Tooth Soldiers into the storm. A terrifying cyclone soared into the sky, almost breaking through the roof of the hall. The storm rolled up the bricks and stones on the ground, tilted the decorated iron armor, and sucked the spears and swords everywhere. Caesar determined the direction and crushed towards Medea.

The betrayal witch's eyes were stubborn and crazy, and the last stroke became perfect in the trembling of fingers. The terrifying energy gathering was completely completed. The purple magic twisted the space, and the endless power completed the aggregation. The betrayal witch roared: "Go to die! Bulkeso! If you have the ability, come and kill me! You sad pitiful worm! Even if you kill everyone, the feather-clothed fox will not survive! Come and kill me! Come and kill me! Come and kill me!"

A dazzling ray of light burst out from the purple magic array, and the volatility of the waves tear apart and suddenly attacked towards the positions of Caesar and Artoria. The powerful force drew deep gullies on the ground, and the surrounding land was trembling gently. After being hit, the dragon-toothed soldiers along the way were all crushed to pieces. With a powerful roar, the purple magic cannon slammed into the wind pressure barrier that the two kings rotated out. Then, the purple light column was cut and shattered by the wind blade, and the light rain merged into the storm, dyeing the invisible wind into purple. The purple cyclone carries the broken magic power of Medea, and then soared into the sky with a more violent force, and finally shattered the strong palace top...

In the face of the head-on impact, everything in the hall was torn apart by the shock wave, and a messy wreckage. The only two intact existences were Medea, who desperately sent magic power to the magic array to attack perseverance, and Caesar and Artoria, who gritted their teeth to maintain the hurricane tornado in the attack of betrayal of the witch. The purple magic cannon condensed into a brilliant column of light and shot through the air, but was forcibly blocked by the sword blade storm composed of two king swords. The sword blade tore out of wind pressure, the wind pressure condensed the storm, and the storm was stained with the torrent of magic power and dyed purple light. It swirled upward, broke through the hall, and rushed straight into the sky, and almost everyone in the city saw the vision of the palace. The purple tornado hurricane roared into the sky, stirring up the clouds in the sky...

It's deadlocked - Although the magic of the eighth-level witch is extremely powerful, she seems to be in an extremely unstable state of mental state, similar to madness, and only knows how to blast in a headless manner... And Caesar's side has Artoria's holy light aura and Caesar's perverted physical energy. This powerful wind barrier can continue infinitely, and there is no possibility of being broken at all - but this is also a turtle shell, which Medea cannot break, and Caesar and the others cannot move...

There is an absolute stalemate...it is like the stalemate stage of the bull, but the power of both sides is infinite...

"If we dodge the left and right sides of the tornado at the moment of breaking through this tornado, we will dodge to the left and right sides, and then launch a surprise attack on Medea. It is undoubtedly the wisest choice. Because at this time her mental state is not stable. The two wings attack together, she will definitely not stop. If we make mistakes in a hurry, we will have a great chance of success..." Caesar thought secretly, and looked at Artoria again, "But she will definitely not agree. After all, if we dodge, Medea's magic cannon will be blown backwards. We will push the wall flat, and at least we can crush everything in the three kilometers in a straight line into powder. Inadvertently injured countless people..."

Caesar felt a headache, and at the same time he was curious about what Medea said: "...It's obvious that it was the ancestor's debt, and she mentioned the feather-clothed fox. Who is the feather-clothed fox? Although there was no record of the orc empire ten thousand years ago in the clan, there was a memorandum in the Temple of War. I have read it through it, but I didn't say anything about the feather-clothed fox..."

The barbarians have always been very interested in the unofficial and dark history of ancestors of all generations, such as those of Kratos and his daughter, such as those of Asura and his daughter, such as those of Ares and his daughter... Given the bad behavior and special tastes of the above gods of war, Caesar speculated very rebelliously: "...Is that feather-clothed fox also the daughter of the ancestor of Burkeso? It seems that the ancestors have protected the incomplete beast tribe, and there is no reason for this... "

...Although I didn't guess it, it's almost done.

"According to this statement... all the war gods of war have more or less tended to be controlled by their daughters." Caesar speculated maliciously that the god of war in this generation, Eras, was a virtue of the war god Eras in the sky. Caesar didn't know. One time, he heard the drunk elder Hu Leriya say that Eras's wife and descendants were not people with high bloodline activity in Nefaran, and the highest achiever was only at the seventh level. His family and children died of old age a thousand years ago. Eras's grandson and great-grandsons didn't know that their grandfather was the war god who ruled the north. This was the simple and happy life he chose for his bloodline. So, whether Eras was controlled by his daughter, Caesar has not yet been taken out of the mouths of several elders.

"I think it's almost the same..." Caesar nodded, "... Does this mean that every generation of war gods is controlled by their daughters? I think I shouldn't be, my daughter..."

"Sir, Father!" Just as Caesar was thinking about it, a long-lost call suddenly came from his mind.

"..." Caesar's old face turned red, and he was just about to recall his daughter's petite and tender body...

"Sir, Father! I feel the separable wind by your side!" Qi did not politely confront Caesar this time, "Do you remember the spirit race I told you about? It is to refer to the process of my birth, and then use the same method to create a magic weapon with materialized spirits! This time it seems to be an opportunity!"

Before Caesar could ask, Qi replied incessantly: "You showed the crown of sin, curse armor and despair cloak because the evil in this world showed the body, the invisible object turned into tactile matter, and then the void power of matter and spirit was chaotic to cast them into entities... And the current situation is similar to before!"

"The wind wall around you was gathered by your purely physical means by my father. The wind that originally belonged to nature was not mysterious. However, just now, the magic of that woman was mixed into the wind wall. The magic of that woman had the characteristics of "mutagenicity". Simply put, it was pollution, which changed the characteristics of things. In this way, the wind originally became a strange state due to the mutagenesis of magic. However, magic and wind were two kinds of things after all, and it was easy to separate them.

And the 'wind' obtained after separation is very mysterious..." Although Qi's words were as concise as possible, the magic idiot Caesar still heard it loudly. He interrupted Qi's words: "Problem 1, it was not me who transformed you at that time. It was the power of the void, and that trace of the power of the void was passed to me by Tagueo through the magic gate of Wu, and now it is gone. Question 2, what can I do if I succeed? The current battle situation is in a deadlock. Is there a way to break it?"

"Answer 1... Since our essence is the evil of this world, it is of course troublesome to transform. Even so, I am the only one among the three magic weapons that have independent consciousness and can be materialized... But this time it is different. If it is just the wind of mutation, there is not much power in the void. There is a little left in the three magic weapons and your dragon's hands, which is enough." Qi was confident, "As for the method of breaking the enemy... it is also easy, you just need this..."

Caesar listened to Qi's words and pondered for a moment. He replied in the spiritual world: "Is there any problem with Qi's words?"

"It's absolutely fine! The throbbing of the soul guides me. This is the choice of the Stone of Destiny! My father and I are about to be born at this moment!" Qi nodded confidently, "Leave it to me! My father!"

...I have to say that Caesar and Qi have the same temper, and they do whatever they want. They don’t know how to live or die.

The jasper on the hand armor shone with light, and the demon dragon's right hand appeared. The black and red aura surged out of the crown of sin, and in an instant. The three dark magic weapons on Caesar's body suddenly turned into black light. The black and red aura entangled and merged with the black and red aura. Qi's figure appeared in the eyes of the tornado. The petite body stood in the sky, with hideous curse armor, bloody despair cloak and mysterious crown of sin. These terrifying magic weapons were paired with a cute face, giving people a sense of charming and depravity. Qi smiled at Caesar, stretched out his hands, and pressed on the purple wind wall. The power of sin poured into it, eroding and peeling everything.

Medea was crushed and merged into the wind wall slowly eroded by the black and red sinful aura. The purple tornado slowly turned into a black and red storm with a terrible aura. The purest wind was slowly separated and purified under Qi's control. During the battle of Nirvana in the Sun, the remaining power of the void above the three dark magic weapons was controlled by Qi and slowly concentrated, injected into that small ball of pure wind, which existed as a yolk, and the pure wind wrapped in the void power was like a provider of eggshells and nutrients. In this way, a wind egg slowly formed, and next, another void power was needed to awaken her...

"Master Father! That's now!" Qi's hands suddenly pulled back, and the wind egg broke away from the wind wall. The spirit of the weapon shouted, and a blue pure wind shot towards Caesar. Caesar raised his arm with a long preparation, and the demon dragon's hand made a low roar. The sound of a dragon's speech symbolized the double strengthening of power. The virtual air breath in the demon dragon's hand swept into the wind egg, awakening the seeds in it!

Everything happened in the lightning and flint. While Caesar awakened the wind egg, Qi instantly became empty. The black and red aura rolled up the wind egg. Qi roared into the crown of sin. The three dark magic weapons turned into a stream of light and returned to Caesar. Now, since the purest part of the wind had been extracted by Qi, the defense of the wind wall was greatly reduced and it was already shaking under the continuous illumination of the magic cannon. However, the magic fragments belonging to Medea in the wind wall have been completely transformed into evil demons polluted by evil. Now, they only obey Caesar's orders!

A dazzling golden light appeared in Caesar's left hand, and Athena sighed and released a powerful and pure power. Then the power was poured in by the aura of sin and turned into an evil dark magic. Caesar took back the giant god blade in his hand, held Artoria and slowly stopped spinning, and then blocked King Arthur behind him.

He raised his left hand high, and the evil power condensed in his palm called out to the power in the wind wall. The black and red storm that was thrust through the sky and the earth suddenly collapsed. All the black and red polluted forces continued to condense in front of Caesar. There was no magic array shaping energy, and there was no spell to regulate the balance of magic power. However, this magic power could be released in one go, which was also a force that made the eighth-level witches turn into a state of blemish! So what we need to do now is-

"Men's romance is to make friends with cannons! Witch! Let's do it!" (To be continued...)

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