Yahweh doesn't want to talk

The sacred sword slashed down.

And consciousness seemed to have finally seen that face.

At this moment he remembered the original warning in the Bible.

No way!!!!!!!

Look straight and xxx!!!!!!!!!

"That's!!!!!!xx!!"

Along with the meaningless muted words, intense light gushed out from the vampire youth's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

"The Lord God will return immediately!! Immediately"

[ppppp--No. 073 is returning now. You will clear all your reward points and enter the punishment plot. ]

"quick!!!!!!!"

An invisible beam of light rose from the ground and connected to the golden luminous body floating outside the sky.

But then a feather floated across the beam of light on the breeze.

Then, with the plane of the feather as the axis, just like Tai Chi, the world is divided into two parts, becoming two independent individuals.

The upward part continued to fly towards the sky, and after the traverser escaped from this world, the mechanical and emotionless voice sounded again.

[ppppp--No. 076 is returning now. You will clear all your reward points and enter the punishment plot. ]

【Return or not?】

A figure with black hair, gray eyes, olive skin and tattoos all over his body touched the blood that the vampire youth had just shed.

"return."

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field of the Crossing: Chapter 45: It's finally time to move forward

In the palace of the magnificent pyramid complex, a young man dressed in Egyptian-style clothing and a cloak originating from Mesopotamia is looking at the distant horizon with a solemn expression.

"What are you doing, Moses?"

A brown-skinned man with the same majesty as the sun appeared from behind the young man and asked in confusion.

He was covered with all kinds of noble gold ornaments in accordance with Egyptian style.

On his head he wore a red and white crown symbolizing Upper and Lower Egypt, which was a symbol of ruling Egypt and unifying Upper and Lower Egypt.

In his hand was a scepter that looked like a cobra.

This is the rod (hook rod) of the supreme god and absolute ruler, symbolizing the supreme ruling power of Egypt.

Ramses II, the pharaoh of the 19th Dynasty of ancient Egypt, was an outstanding politician, military strategist, writer and poet of the 19th Dynasty of Egypt.

One of the Golden Triumvirate, commonly known as Ra II, ruled during the last prosperous period of the New Kingdom of Egypt.

Although he claims to be the incarnation of the Supreme God of the Sun on earth, he had the misfortune of running into a super super super high school level unlucky guy of a super evil god.

The young man turned around after hearing this, but did not answer La Er's question immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze to the three huge stone tablets bathed in light and standing in the kingdom. Hidden in the shadows of the stone tablets was the sacred beetle with a sharp sickle.

After a moment, the young man looked at the scepter in Laer's hand and said helplessly: "Nothing, it's just that an extremely willful and troublesome guy came over again."

"Extremely wilful and troublesome? Are you familiar with me? Do I know you?"

"Emmmm."

"You can say... I know..."

"??????"

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"Huh? You're leaving now? That's too cowardly."

Looking up, I saw two beams of light rising from the ground one after another and leaving the boundaries of the universe under the guidance of the huge ball of light hanging high in the sky.

"What? I was waiting to see the good show of brotherly love and respect."

"That's it?"

Having said that, Kang actually had no intention of doing anything to hinder it.

can.

But it is not necessary.

That's it.

Even though Kang Hao himself didn't want to admit it, in essence he was no different from his dead cousin; both had laziness ingrained in their DNA.

Moreover, the big ball of light specifically revealed to him the world that the two brothers would go to next.

SCP-Foundation

"It's a bit scary. I remember that in the setting, there were many supreme gods gathered in that ghost place. My condolences."

"By the way, I remember there is this pair of Western original brothers in the containment. That would be quite interesting."

The field that unfolds with the universe itself as a channel opens up the moment Kang Hao turns around.

Something similar to the Divine Path in Saint Seiya.

This is a toy that Kang Hao made during training.

Although this can only be used on Type-Moon, it is really a pity for someone with a collecting habit.

(It means there is one less thing I can show off to my dog ​​cousin.)

"It's boring. I'm tired of it. Let's go back."

Inside the Great Bright Summit of the Ming Cult, because someone arbitrarily interrupted the time several times, the affairs of the Chaldean group have not yet ended.

Oh, no, it looks like it hasn’t started yet.

For the Chaldean group, it was really a headache to do it all over again, but fortunately they didn't know about it.

Although Yakumo's Oma should be able to sense it in theory, this is not the set of Kamen Rider, so it's still useless.

This is the first time for them.

The most embarrassing thing is when you first arrive in an unfamiliar place that is obviously owned by someone and have no one to lead the way.

Although there was only one palace, what appeared before the Chaldean group were three passages with the same theme as the palace.

This is the current situation facing Fujimaru Ritsuka and others.

"What's going on? No abnormal reaction?? Is it something foreign again?" The doctor asked speechlessly as he looked at the data sent remotely on the screen.

"That group of people should be the Ming Cult of Jisan. This crappy skill is definitely the Dark Dust Dispersion." The magic circle in Qingzi's eyes lit up and he said while looking at the three roads.

"Dark dust is spreading? What is that?" While the doctor was investigating, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked Aoko who was standing beside him.

"How should I put it? It's probably a skill that comes from us that is similar to a Noble Phantasm, with a cooldown and various bonuses."

"Oh, my dear friends, why don't we just blast this place open? If there is no road, we can just build one ourselves, right?" Hearing Qingzi's words, Zaoderen couldn't help but express his opinion in a strange way.

"Oh my God, if you keep talking in that damn translator's tone, I'm going to kick your ass with my low-top crimson leather shoes." Yakumo Meng picked up Tianjin Hai's joke without any pressure.

"A skill similar to a Noble Phantasm? But even so, no matter what kind of person it is, as long as they move, they will inevitably leave traces, even Noble Phantasms are no exception."

"Senior, do you have any tools to search for traces?" After hearing Aoko's explanation, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked thoughtfully.

"It's already in use." Yakumo Meng pointed out, holding up the dial of the Faye Wade watch in her hand.

"Have it!"

Countless footprints spread out in a certain direction.

In the bright yellow hall, two groups of people, whose clothing styles were completely different from those of the entire world, stood on both sides of the hall.

Simply put, it is a comparison between the styles of domestic dress-up social games and foreign stand-alone card drawing games.

These people's clothes are okay, but their hair is just one more unique than the other.

But overall they can be distinguished by the color of their clothes and their weapons.

Of course not necessarily. For example, the blue Taoists stand on both sides, and it seems that they can fight each other.

"Okay, let's dream back to Kisan."

The road with the universe as the theme of the channel appeared again. After Kang Hao walked out of it, he was amazed when he looked at the people in front of him.

"Liewai, we have been waiting for you for a long time." At this time, a bright male voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Several people then looked towards the source of the sound. In the center of the hall, there was a man wearing a silk scarf, a crane cloak, and holding a feather fan.

"What the hell...t Guoqiang?" Tianjin Hai asked in surprise.

"My friend, if you joke with me again, I will get mad."

As he spoke, the man holding the feather fan took out a red sickle-shaped medal from his clothes and said, "I am Zhu Keliang, secretary of the Central Committee of the Sichuan Communist Party!"

"Or you can just call me Comrade Keliang."

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Realm Where Time Travelers Fight: Chapter 46: What is the Price?

"emmmm"

That shining symbol engraved with the great proletariat - the sickle and hammer.

The Chaldeans were fine, but Yakumo Meng, Aoko, and Tien Jin Hai were stunned in an instant.

The feeling was no less than that of a commissar in a vampire movie who had just obliterated a vampire with the communist glow of sickle and axe.

The scene was extremely vivid.

But compared to them, Kang is much more ordinary.

After all, to be honest, omniscience is... quite boring.

Moreover, Kang still has a very favorable impression of reasonable and kind fathers, iron torrents, and wars.

Of course, it's just a little bit of goodwill.

Kang swore to his unscrupulous cousin that he only had a little bit of affection for him.

If not, let the dog Kang Jiang die in the Shura Field. (No mercy)

However, Zhu Keliang did not pay attention to their thoughts. He coughed lightly and said:

"We all know the purpose of your coming here. We will also accept the people you bring with you. The great communism will never abandon anyone."

But then he changed the subject.

Zhu Keliang said to Qingzi and the others, "Except for the Chaldeans, we want to talk about your origins and your purpose. This is the rule for our colleagues."

"Yakumo Yume."

"Aozaki Aoko."

"Tianjin......."

When the three of them took turns introducing Tianjin Hai, Zhu Keling suddenly interrupted:

"Your Excellency does not need it."

"1000% of the reputation, who in the special effects circle doesn't know it?"

"Even Liang knows a thing or two."

Hearing Zhu Keling's words, Tianjin Hai was stunned for a moment, and only uttered a word after a moment.

"cao (referring to a very tough plant like a middle finger)

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"Liang thinks that our proposal should be perfect?"

Zhu Keliang said

"I wonder what Comrade Fujimaru and your colleagues think?"

From the beginning to the end, Fujimaru Ritsuka's purpose was quite simple: to escort refugees, exchange intelligence, spiritual veins, and finally seek help.

But for Zhu Keling, the queen is the main goal.