In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"You...rest..."

Before Rita could finish speaking, Gabriel faithfully carried out Rowe's orders.

—Swish swish!

Several water blades emerged from the air, directly performing a water-based decapitation, slicing Rita's head, torso, and limbs into seventeen pieces.

All the hysterical roars vanished at that moment.

Crimson blood splattered everywhere like a fountain.

However, on Loewe's orders, Gabriel and Michael worked together to completely remove all the blood, preventing Rita from having a chance to revive.

Immediately afterwards, Gabriel moved the water sphere to contain all the severed limbs.

To prevent her from merging inside, the water sphere was even divided into seventeen parts, which completely restricted Rita's powerful immortality, making it impossible for her to break through.

"Oh, right."

As he was preparing to leave, Lovi seemed to remember something. He waved his hand, summoning the water sphere containing Rita's head to his front, and then without hesitation, he extended his finger and covered his fingertip with a layer of golden light.

Then, before Rita could utter a sound and could only watch helplessly, everything suddenly went black. And the two dazzling, jewel-like Rose Demon Eyes were now gently held in Lovi's hands.

"That completes the task."

Lovi secretly breathed a sigh of relief as he put away the Demon Eye in his hand.

Then, it all really came to a complete end.

Soon, having lost its source of magic and having been destroyed by Lovi, the inherent barrier began to be rejected by the real world. The entire courtyard, filled with roses and thorns, began to collapse rapidly before their eyes, teetering on the brink of ruin.

Luo Wei walked toward the gap that appeared in front of him, and the four angels behind him disappeared at the same time. The seventeen water spheres beside him floated along with him.

Although it was just a walk, the results were quite good. Even the future "magic eyes" of the three little ones at home have been found at this moment.

They didn't even spend a single penny.

"Well, now it's time to collect my spoils."

In the gradually shattering mental world, Luo Wei's forward-moving figure and the suspended water spheres formed a row, and then he walked away into the distance without looking back.

The next moment, reality was rewritten, and the world around us changed once again.

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Goodnight Makka Pakka, going to sleep now.

I'll write more after I wake up.

Chapter 145 Victory Settlement Screen~

Just as sunlight pierces through the darkness, dawn quietly sweeps across the horizon.

……

On the pitch-black ocean.

After the fiery giant, whose body was engulfed in flames, had almost completely destroyed the train, it then swept its hand away as if it were swatting ants, burning the Dead Apostles equipped with the Demon Eyes in front of it to ashes.

Witnessing the golden-level Mystic Eye being burned to ashes right before her eyes, Aozaki Touko, watching from afar, was heartbroken and could hardly breathe. It was a scene of money slipping away before her very eyes; any magician would find it difficult to remain calm in the face of such a sight.

Even so, she wasn't foolish enough to go head-to-head with a fire giant whose body temperature reached three thousand degrees Celsius and who was currently wreaking havoc on the ocean because he had lost his master's control.

In this situation, apart from the loyal train staff who are rushing to their deaths to protect the Magic Eye Train, the rest of the magicians have long since started looking for ways to escape.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lehman put his daughter into a makeshift wooden boat assembled by magic, then set up a binding spell and a magic defense for her before leaving her on the ocean near the train to await the final outcome.

As for why he didn't escape with them?

The answer is actually quite simple.

Because Lehman knew very well that the train they were on was in an unknown location in the Atlantic Ocean, and he didn't have a nautical chart. Even if he managed to get on a small boat, it would be suicide.

If they lose their way, not only will they lack food and water, but a tsunami could also drown them and their daughter.

Therefore, escaping together is undoubtedly unrealistic.

To survive, they must save the remaining train from this fire giant. That way, they can have a foothold to hold on for a while longer and wait for the Mage's Association to arrive with reinforcements.

However, since the vehicle was filled with dead and boiling flames, and his daughter Yvette was only six years old, she certainly could not survive on it. Therefore, he threw her into the nearby sea and set up a spell.

If he is not dead, it means the fire giant has disappeared, and he can use the barrier to find his daughter. Conversely, if he dies, the barrier will be severed, and his daughter will drift away with the ocean currents in an unknown direction.

As for whether he can survive?

He could only say that the hope was slim, even close to zero, but there was indeed some hope.

It's better than dying with him.

And so, under Yvette's tense and anxious gaze and with a shout, a sea of ​​fire and countless plumes of thick black smoke rose above the jet-black steel behemoth.

Rayman had to bite the bullet and cooperate with the Dead Apostles around him, whom he would normally avoid, using his family's artificial gem, the Eye of the Demon, to inflict as much damage as possible on the Flame Colossus. Although the damage was negligible, all his efforts were in vain and only further enraged the Witch-hunting King in front of him.

--raging!!

The flames continued to howl before me, and an incredibly blinding orange-red light drew ever closer, filling my mind with scorching heat and the aura of death.

Just as he was about to be slapped to death by the Witch Hunter King and his reckless henchmen, Aozaki Touko, knowing his relationship with Lo Wei, pulled him back from behind and explained the current situation to him.

In short...

Don't be foolish, don't go and get yourself killed.

Those suicide bombers were bound to the train, so they kept rushing forward.

What are you after? Are you that familiar with the Magic Eye Train?

As for Lehman's rebuttal that everyone's lives depend on this train, and that if this monster isn't dealt with, everyone will perish at sea.

Aozaki Touko also looked strange upon hearing this.

While I felt this guy seemed a bit stupid, I also felt he was incredibly brave.

It's truly amazing that he even thought of going head-to-head with the magic of the Shindai era.

Aozaki Touko didn't offer much explanation, but instead kept rinsing the spell cards placed on the train with seawater while asking Rayman to lend a hand.

Others may not know the origin of that thing, but she knows it all too well. After all, she set it up herself, so she naturally knows the correct way to deal with it.

While those Dead Apostles are rushing to their deaths, let's quickly destroy those spell cards and weaken that fire giant. Besides, Rowe has now been dragged into a special space by that woman named Rita. Judging from the weakening flames, it can be inferred that Rowe's magical support for the fire giant has clearly been cut off.

If the problem is solved at its root, it's definitely not a big deal.

So, on the ocean, a bizarre scene unfolded: a group of dedicated suicide bombers, determined to protect the train, perished one after another in the flames; at the other end of the train, a man and a woman were constantly picking at small cards.

Fortunately, Aozaki Touko's prediction was indeed correct.

Compared to those guys who pointlessly rushed in to their deaths, their actions significantly reduced the size and intensity of the Witch King's hunt by several times, and in the end, a few more magic bullets were all it took to finish it off.

Meanwhile, on the other side, they noticed Rita's death.

The high-ranking Dead Apostles, who had been fighting Hansa to a standstill, suddenly went into a state of malfunction, like a machine that had been paused, and stopped resisting the incoming attack.

Seeing such a golden opportunity, Hansa naturally wouldn't bother with any talk of morality and decisively took action.

—Swish swish swish!!

Swish swish swish—!!

Six black keys shot out from different directions, transforming into six streams of light that simultaneously struck the Dead Apostle's head, limbs, and heart—six vital points—severely injuring him, making him stagger and gradually unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Hansa clenched his iron fist and, with a merciless punch through the head of the high-ranking Dead Apostle using his tactically modified prosthetic arm, completely incapacitated him.

In the end, because the high-ranking Dead Apostle's healing power was too strong, it was difficult to kill him completely even so. So he simply threw the high-ranking Dead Apostle into the sea of ​​fire where he was hunting the Witch King and burned him to ashes, thus completely solving the problem.

By the time the senior, who knew the situation was urgent and had arrived ten minutes early, landed on the mostly destroyed train with his holy weapon, he was already bewildered by the scorching heat and sea breeze.

A beautiful young woman, dressed in operative attire and with short blue hair, silently surveyed her surroundings.

Many low-level Dead Apostles were engaged in a fierce battle with the Fire Giant. Hansa, who had just defeated the enemy, sat there watching the Dead Apostles die, recovering his stamina and preparing to continue the fight when Rita and Rowe appeared. As for Aozaki Touko and Rayman, they were still at the far end, carrying water from the sea to put out the fire and wash away the small cards on it.

There are three camps on this train that has been almost completely dismantled.

And everyone is busy with their own things, so even if things get chaotic and people from all directions are in a mess, it doesn't interfere with what they are doing.

The situation before him left Hierle momentarily bewildered, completely unsure of where things had progressed.

She squinted and looked around again, then gently sniffed the air with the tip of her nose.

The surrounding area was indeed filled with the strong aura of the Dead Apostles and the smell of world pollution, but even more so with the smell of burning oil emanating from the hunt for the Witch King.

But she was still certain that the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles had indeed appeared here.

So Hierr, carrying his weapon, approached Hansa and inquired about the current location of the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles.

Regardless of what complicated things have happened here, as a member of the Burial Agency, my top priority is still to defeat the progenitor of the Dead Apostles.

Hansa replied, "You're too late, senior."

The Ancestor of the Dead Apostles appearing here is Rita Rogéan, the fifteenth seat of one of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors.

At this moment, in order to avoid the fire giant summoned by Lovy, she directly deployed her Reality Marble, enveloping her partner Lovy Crowley inside, and he hasn't come out yet.

This answer greatly shocked Hierle.

After all, it's not often that a magician could force the progenitor of the Dead Apostles to activate his Reality Marble...

Reality Marble is undoubtedly a trump card, a last resort. So who exactly is this Rowe Crowley, that he could make a Death Apostle decide that he had no choice but to deploy a Reality Marble? I've never heard of him before.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little worried for the magician named Rowe.

After all, that's a natural barrier.

Even if members of the Burial Agency were dragged in by the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles, their chances of survival would be slim; at best, they could only protect themselves. For a magician like him to face Rita Rogan alone inside…

It's not that she's pessimistic or doesn't trust the other party's abilities.

However, in such cases, the odds are usually against them.

After all, the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles was truly terrifying, leaving no room for any侥幸 (chance or luck).

Hansa simply clenched his fists silently. He didn't refute, but stood up again and looked once more in the direction where Rita Rogean had released her Reality Marble.