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

after all--

Why am I still alive?

This question arose in his mind.

The old magician turned his head, and then his gaze froze.

Instead of weakening, Luo Wei, who should have been continuously absorbing magical energy, stepped forward and almost instantly appeared in front of him. He then looked down at him and coldly said:

"Clown, what are you doing?"

Before this old man could even grasp the situation, a cylindrical red longsword appeared in Luo Wei's hand in the next instant.

Then, with a slight rotation of the blade on it, a crimson gale instantly tore apart the so-called mythical ruins.

The barrier was destroyed, everything shattered, and the old magician who had been laughing wildly suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face filled with terror.

Only now did he realize that his actions just now, and the trump card he was so proud of, were nothing more than a dispensable toy in the eyes of the other party.

He struggled desperately, but his strength was too weak. His body was helplessly grabbed by the neck and lifted up by Luo Wei, who asked, "You think you can dance?"

The cold voice slowly came, stimulating every nerve in his brain. The absolute suppression amplified his inner fear. In his final moments, he mustered his last bit of courage and shouted.

"You, you can't kill me! Such a shocking massacre has occurred in the Department of Law and Politics. The Department of Law and Politics, the Clock Tower, and even the entire Mage's Association will not let you off the hook! As soon as this news gets out, you and Chaldea will be relentlessly hunted down by the magical world!"

"Oh? You still expect the Clock Tower and the Magicians' Association to avenge you?"

Upon hearing this, Lovi didn't say anything, only gave a cold laugh, then released his grip, letting the old man fall. Immediately afterwards, he raised the Ea sword in his hand and began to infuse it with his own magic.

The next moment, a beam of red light shot into the sky, accompanied by a howling crimson gale, piercing through the ground of the clock tower and creating a dark red storm in the sky above London.

At that moment, the old magician, who had collapsed to the ground, felt a very ominous premonition.

"What...what are you going to do?"

He asked the question, his voice trembling.

"It's nothing, I just wanted you to look, to look carefully."

Luo Wei looked at him and said, word by word:

"—Let me show you firsthand how your prized Law and Politics Department and the Clock Tower are destroyed."

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Ark Knife Runner

Summary:

Legend has it that there is a mysterious department at Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals that can provide any magical equipment and items you want.

The department head was incredibly powerful; even demons and sea monsters were no match for him.

Fang Jiu, as the person involved, must come forward to clarify that these are all just rumors.

He's just an ordinary knife runner who travels between different worlds, and also serves as the head of Rhodes Island's Special Operations Department. Who made him sound so mysterious?

All I think about every day is how to avoid fighting, just search, stuff my pants full, and then retreat, okay?

—What? You're saying someone entered the Rhodes Island campus?

Once Vishdel and I finish blocking the Winterwood Bridge, we'll go back and blow them up!

Chapter 335 The Nuclear Peace Clock Tower

Rumble, rumble—!!

A piercing gust of wind swept across the edge of the world.

now--

The sky is roaring and the earth is wailing!

The terrifying wind pressure was like a harbinger of creation, proclaiming the arrival of destruction and creation.

Looking up, a crimson beam of light pierced the sky and the earth, and a scarlet storm swirled above London, turning the sky crimson and shattering the clouds above.

As for the Department of Law and Politics...

At this moment, under the terrifying wind pressure unleashed by the Sword of Divergence, it began to crumble inch by inch before that earth-shattering, supreme power capable of tearing the world apart.

Every meticulously carved piece of land, every room filled with restrictions, was slowly crushed by the crimson wind pressure at this moment.

"Aaaaaahh ...

The terrifying scene left the old magician kneeling before him speechless. His eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid. Under the immense wind pressure, his body was spared from being crushed because he was in the eye of the storm.

"What...what do you want to do?"

He asked this question, even though he already knew the answer, in despair.

Luo Wei merely glanced at him coldly, then said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just giving you ungrateful bastards a little punishment you deserve."

"Well—it's about time!"

"Liberate, sing your heart out, Ea, the star of creation, the separation of heaven and earth."

Rumble rumble rumble—!!

The final movement then began, and Lovi brought down the sword Ea with a heavy thud, the howling crimson storm also producing a piercing sound because of his change of direction.

Immediately afterwards, a dark red beam of light descended upon the clock tower along with the wind pressure.

The terrifying gale was so strong that it tore everything it touched to shreds. In the blink of an eye, the dark red curtain enveloped most of the clock tower! Everything in sight was swallowed up.

And this is only the simplest, lowest power release of the Ea. For some reasons, Lovi did not use the maximum release spell. However, as the creation sword in Sumerian mythology, even the simplest release power is far more powerful than modern magicians can imagine!

Soon, a dark red gale and a blinding red light descended straight down from the sky and struck the reference point aimed at the Department of Law and Politics. The red light then continued to spread and exploded at a certain critical point.

Boom!!!

The deadly gales, powerful enough to tear apart the planet's primordial atmosphere, engulfed everything in their path. The force of the roar was like a fierce divine punishment descended from the supreme deity of ancient times, sweeping away everything and capable of destroying it all.

The Clock Tower, an ancient architectural complex that has been considered the heart of Western Europe and one of the holy sites of human magic since thousands of years ago, was so easily annihilated to the point that nearly half of it was destroyed.

A terrifying crimson tornado descended upon it, but quickly vanished...

This was the punishment given by Lo Wei, and the consequence of angering him.

And this was after he had restrained his power and was not using his maximum release.

If it weren't for the fact that some people were also here, and that the magicians were quick to offer their services, and that they were given a break, that attack could have wiped the Clock Tower off the map, or even sunk the entire city of London!

Ten seconds later, the red gale slowly subsided.

The dark red longsword that had been hovering in Luo Wei's hand also stopped spinning, and was then casually tossed into the treasure vault by Luo Wei. Soon, only the clock tower, which was still half intact, remained on the ground.

At this moment, air raid sirens were blaring frantically on the ground.

The panicked magicians pushed and shoved each other, risking their lives to escape. Many magicians watched as their workshops, to which they had devoted their lives, were ruthlessly destroyed, and they knelt on the ground, weeping their hearts out.

In the chaos, people pushed and shoved each other, fell, and trampled each other, resulting in countless deaths and constant screams.

Everywhere you look, there are injured people, there are corpses that have died tragically, there is death and destruction everywhere.

Everything was so hopeless, so terrifying.

To ensure that the law and political science department members who were causing trouble could see Luo Wei clearly, they even started a live stream.

Inside the Chaldea control room, the magicians who had been sent there, as well as Waver, were all trembling. Especially when they saw Gilgamesh's familiar Ea, Waver's experience of being blasted apart back then was brought back to mind.

Having never been in the mood for such matters, the wise King Gilgamesh, who had just emerged from his workshop, noticed that his Noble Phantasm had been used. He glanced around and, seeing Lovi use it at the Clock Tower, scoffed with amusement:

"Oh? So you've chosen to use my Noble Phantasm as punishment this time? Hmph, while that's certainly reasonable, to use my Noble Phantasm to crush bugs is truly disrespectful to Ea, you mongrel."

Although he was somewhat resentful, Gilgamesh still smiled when he saw how skillfully Lovi wielded his Ea.

After all, this also means that Lovi borrowed his power and recognized the power of the Ea sword, which is undoubtedly a kind of affirmation for him.

"You, you are?! Archer!"

When Weber heard that familiar voice, he almost had a stroke. He turned around and saw Gilgamesh's familiar face, and was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

However, Gilgamesh only glanced at him.

"Oh, so you were the Conqueror King's little Master back then. You've grown quite a bit. Interesting, but you're still just a jack-of-all-trades."

"Remember, the current king is Caster. Don't compare me to that version of yourself who wasn't very bright. We are from different eras."

After cursing Waver a few times, Gilgamesh left.

"This, this...!"

The other magicians dared not utter a sound; their legs began to tremble violently, and before long, some had even knelt on the ground.

They were almost in tears at that moment.

Is this the power of the gods?

The realm of the gods?

This is what happens when you anger the gods!

They couldn't imagine what would happen if they and those guys from the Legal and Political Department had a brain fart and started causing trouble this time.

In the blink of an eye, half of the clock tower was gone.

This is clearly a case where the other party showed leniency.

If you show no mercy, you'll really lose everything.

What kind of madness did those guys in the Law and Politics Department have to provoke this ancestor?

Meanwhile, Bazett, who was tied up in the corner and was thinking about how to escape, and Ryori Adashino, after seeing this scene, also gave up the idea of ​​running away.

There is no other reason.

Because the gap in strength is too large.

The entire clock tower was something he could destroy at will. Let alone whether they could escape, even if they did escape, what then?

Revenge?

No, they don't deserve it.