Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Please do me a favor. Scathach said that they didn't have enough food at home, so she asked me to go out and buy some. I just happened to meet you here, Alan."

"This is such a coincidence." Alan complained. "Are you really not here to buy coffee?"

It is worth mentioning that the coffee shop is at the end of the street and the supermarket is at the other end, so Romani’s statement itself is not true.

"Discovered o(一︿一+)o"

"I can't help you." He looked at the watch on his right hand. "It's 4:44 p.m., Romani, is it okay for you to only sleep for two hours?"

"Don't talk like we're across the world. The time difference between London and Paris is only an hour. Besides, as a doctor, I'm not that fragile. I've experienced day and night reversed when doing experiments before. This is nothing."

Romani curled his lips. For a part-time soldier who had tried every legal and legitimate job to make a living since Fuyuki, a small time difference was nothing.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, just wondering what to eat tonight."

Alan still couldn't get over the sudden interruption of the voice and the request at the end.

[For Amadeus' sake, please kill me on the thirteenth day.]

PS1: From the Swedish national fencing team FNC, Zhuzhu is really happy today. It just feels good to use the knife.

PS2: Go to sleep, watch Hammer Fzae, anyway, let one chase two (the one being chased)

PS3: "Your friend Wuhan has landed"

Chapter 194 Seven Seconds of Destiny

July 13th, two hours before the new day. There are no stars in the night sky of Paris tonight. The bustling city has fallen asleep under the deep night.

There were only Alan and Scathach on the bridge. There was not even a black luxury car on the road, and even the wind blowing from the Atlantic Ocean could not interfere with his thoughts.

"To be honest, I actually miss it a little. I remember it was the same back then."

"Yeah, back then I didn't know a lot of things. You had just arrived here, I had a different impression of you for the first time, and that Demon Pillar I didn't recognize for a while. Looking back now, it was a really weird first meeting."

We recalled that first night while chatting and laughing. Although it was the beginning of everything, the result was not much better.

"But the result was not good. Not to mention the weird things, I still feel scared when I think about what happened to me at that time."

"Do you really want to do this?"

"I have a reason why I have to do this."

How many times had he died? He couldn't remember.

Whenever he came to this bridge, he always ended up here.

It's time to change all that.

"In that case, I won't stop you, so let's end it all—"

"Scathach, up there!"

The attack came from nowhere and came towards their heads. If they failed to dodge it, they would probably be back to the situation on the first day.

——The above assumptions are all based on the established fact that Scathach did not deflect the sniper attack from four thousand meters away.

"Aren't you going to activate the magic circuit to perform magic on the eyes?"

“Myopia cannot be cured, and it’s coming.”

The sound of the wind on the bridge was getting louder and louder, the sound of friction between a high-speed moving object and the air. Alan looked toward the church bell tower, and their eyes met, and they confirmed the enemy that they should not have been able to see.

The battle begins, tonight, over this bridge...!

“I think I can retire now.”

"what happened?"

"Why do you feel it earlier than me?"

"I'll explain later. Now the battle begins! I'll leave the rest to you!"

Alan withdrew from the battlefield very quickly. As the most redundant person on the field, he not only took up space but also prevented her from staying focused.

"It's really not ambiguous at all..."

After her clothes were transformed into combat uniforms, Scathach, holding a spear in her hand, confronted the arrogant unicorn.

"I see, it's the tower at ten o'clock. But to be honest, I don't want to do this kind of useless work, Alan."

Haven't you discovered yet? The key to the problem is not the Demon Pillar at all.

"But judging from this guy's attitude, I'm afraid he's not serious. Well, then we don't need any excuses."

The second attack came, about 15 seconds after the previous one. While Scathach was dodging the attacks, her mind was quickly calculating the time it took to prepare for each attack.

There are stars twinkling in the sky. According to legend, Sirius is the brightest star that can be observed by human eyes, but now it seems to be just as bright.

"Is it coming? The third impact at ten o'clock."

The third attack was much weaker than the previous two, but just like King David's five stones, the third one was usually used to confuse people. As an experienced hunter, she would not be fooled.

Even so, Scathach herself couldn't understand why Andusias did not choose the option of transforming into a demon pillar.

"The preparation time is three seconds, the attack time is four seconds, and the subsequent stiffness and the new round of preparation time add up to a total of seven seconds. That's more than enough."

Scathach, who had calculated the result, curled up her lips. After blocking the fourth time, she took the initiative to attack before the unicorn appeared to condense the ether and could easily kill it.

——All of this is based on the assumption that she can kill with one strike. After all, as the losing party in the first fight, the opponent should have the means to defend against her treasure.

The best way to deal with a sniper or magician who casts spells from a distance is undoubtedly hand-to-hand combat. Even if the opponent is a lazy guy, she won't have much of a problem with her martial arts skills.

So the final plan was born: before the opponent can react, get close to the opponent at a very high speed where the gun can be used, and finally complete the kill.

"My dear Allen, I'll just have to ask you to carry me back home when the time comes."

She sighed helplessly and lowered her posture deeply, like a cheetah saving its strength.

"liberation."

Scathach injected all the ether wrapped around the gun as a backup into her own body.

"Twenty-two seconds left."

All we can do now is seize the right opportunity.

Those four fateful seconds.

The long-lost vast ether filled Scathach's magic circuits, and after converting them into skills that gave her her own vitality, the legendary warrior and godslayer of Celtic Ulster descended here again.

The virtual world also has its advantages, she sighed. At least it is not bound by those rules and regulations.

Scathach was about to fly, not metaphorically, but literally. She would aim at the top of the bell tower of Notre Dame de Paris and "jump". Under the premise of limiting the magic power during straight-line movement and jumping, it would not be difficult to increase the flight distance.

three seconds.

The opponent is the demon pillar No. 67, Andusias, who can temporarily produce the sound of various movements according to his will. The piece played this time is Bach's Aria Sul G.

Corrected, time added 3 seconds.

The longer the interval, the more ether will gather. So the problem is timing. Whether it is taking the lead or taking off at the same time, there are risks.

So, before Andusias regrouped his offensive after launching a full-strength attack, no, before he froze for a moment after the attack, he charged forward with the magic spear in hand.

The ether between them roared, confronting each other as if to shake the moon.

5. Too early.

3. Not even close.

1. It has locked onto its target.

——It was a flash that made a distance of one thousand meters disappear. Andusias used all his ether to launch the attack with all his strength, and it was now passing through the atmosphere and heading straight for the target.

Scathach, who was on the bridge, disappeared.

It saw through the enemy's intentions, but just smiled.

Just like a sharpshooter who never misses a shot, there is nothing he can do about those theorems that cannot be overturned.

Once an arrow leaves the bowstring, it cannot be changed. Even Archer, who has a sure-hit item, cannot break this rule.

The lights intertwined like a tilted scale, the purple light rushed straight into the sky, and the black light fell into hell.

"Gae Bolg Alternative—!"

PS1: I am resurrected!

PS2: Xie Daoman and Xie Bei must die!

Chapter 195 Dark Moon

When everything was settled, Scathach looked up at the sky and bit her lips slightly.

The black moon hung in the sky, witnessing the final winner. Under almost identical conditions, only the black moon continued to remind her that this was unreality.

She had a hunch that the key to the final breakthrough lay on the moon.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Congratulations, you can finally enter the church."

Her voice sounded a little weak, probably due to the aftereffect of overusing magic power.

"No problem?"

"It's fine to rest here for a while, but then I'll have to ask you to take me back."

...?

"What if those aliens appear on the way back?" she added.

"Then I took advantage."

Alan kicked and lifted the bag in his hand, on which was printed the head of a red-haired circus clown.

"what is this?"

"Ronald McDonald, or Blue Road."

"But it's just a clown."

"That's right." Alan handed the bag in his hand to her.

“But he helped me a lot at 9 o’clock every night for eight years of my life.”

Scathach took the bag, and the aroma wafted out from the gap in the bag. She knew what it was. The golden and crispy skin, the tender and juicy chicken, eating one serving was almost equivalent to the saturated fat required by the human body for a day.

"Don't worry, it was just released not long ago."

"...I'll trust you for once."

The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows tore open the package and reached out to the source of evil.

After countless sudden stops, Alan finally stood in front of the church door.

I finally found it. It’s a place I’ve never been to before, a place I’ve always wanted to visit, and it’s also one of the iconic buildings in Paris.

He pushed the door open. There was already a table and two chairs inside, one of which was occupied.

“Welcome, unknown and lost soul.”

Zelrich looked as if he had expected it, and was not at all surprised by Alan's visit.

"Would you like some black tea? Of course, red wine would be fine if you like."

"No need, Mr. Second Magician." Alan pulled out a chair and sat down, just in front of him. "You know what I want to do."

"Why do young people nowadays get straight to the point right away?"

Nevertheless, he turned on the projector. With the sound of old gears turning, everything that happened that day appeared again on the moving screen.

Among a row of benches was his limp figure.

"Oh, I never thought you would become like this."

Amadeus on the screen did not answer. Compared with what happened in the cafe that day, he seemed very calm here.

"...I originally thought that Andusias was the creator of all this, but that day I saw that it died but did not break; then I thought of Alvin, but why did he face death so many times?"

He raised his head and looked pleadingly.