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As the ruler of a country, there is no need for her to cause conflict.

The happiness of the country and the happiness of the individual.

She chose the former.

This is undoubtedly a respectable thing, and she is a king and hero worthy of the respect and love of her people.

"Of course, no problem. I'll share some solid information with you. Listen carefully, Queen of the Amazons. The man you wish to meet is in this city."

Alcides grinned.

He directly stated the fact that was extremely shocking and unexpected to Hippolyta.

—Moran? In this Snowfield City?

——How is it possible... How could he... Was he also summoned from the "Throne" like me...?

——No, maybe Alcides is deceiving me.

Hippolyta's mind was flooded with thoughts, and it was difficult for her to tell whether the information was true or false.

And this really affected her.

This was the moment Alcides had been waiting for.

A mass of red and black mud as rich as rotten blood flowed out from the wound on his left shoulder and pounced on Hippolyta like a giant slimy creature.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded her.

The desire to devour the prey was fully exposed.

Chapter 631: Embrace This Person's Karma [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!] I

"Queen, please pay attention.

It is best not to think that divine power can penetrate a person's end."

Alcides said coldly.

"The evil of humanity in this world" is almost a fatal blow to any noble heroic spirit.

Only anti-heroes have the ability to fight back.

The more brilliant and dazzling the heroic spirit.

The deeper the impact of the black mud, the deeper it is.

Only by positively accepting and acknowledging the existence of human karma can one control the dirt that symbolizes human evil.

Just like Gilgamesh.

He was a tyrant who ruthlessly made unreasonable judgments on many human beings based on his own values. He once made people live in dire straits and built his dynasty on many bones.

This tyrant undoubtedly has human evil.

At the same time, he is the one who drives away ferocious beasts and fights against gods, and is a hero who can make his people kneel down in worship.

In his old age, he was even hailed as a wise king.

Gilgamesh never denied his tyrannical behavior in his youth, nor did he simply talk about his reputation as a wise king.

No matter which one, it's him.

Take another example, Moran.

He led the Pelasgians in rebellion against the judgment of the gods and ruled the country as an absolute monarchy.

Implement your ideas throughout the country.

As a king, he did no worse than Gilgamesh, only the form was different.

In fact, many of them are tyrannies.

But the advantage is that it works quickly.

He made his people suffer for the shortest time in exchange for a thousand years of peace and prosperity.

Naturally, someone paid the price.

Moran didn't deny any of this.

However, he is a king who makes choices and always focuses on the people around him and the entire country.

If only someone could do better than him and defeat him.

Moran would naturally give it up.

The truth is, there's no one like him.

Gilgamesh and Moran both have in common that they judge the value of their people based on their own colors and thoughts.

Because humans in the Age of Gods were unable to define their own value.

Such is the duty of being the king of men.

——The king will bear the responsibility, the king will take the responsibility, and the king will recognize all of this.

This is definitely not something that can be said simply.

They may not be dazzling heroes, but they are definitely great kings who recognize and face up to human karma.

Therefore, facing the evil of mankind at this time.

Neither can be defiled.

The two of them were already tired of this kind of thing.

They have absorbed human evil into their souls.

Even with this evil nature, they are kings that their people can admire and worship.

It is also an extremely realistic human being.

Never deny the evil part of yourself, but choose to embrace it and make it your own.

Although that is said.

However, Moran would not choose to touch the dirty black mud unless it was necessary.

Because that would awaken the evil in humanity.

For Moran, it felt like a kind of spiritual pollution, a kind of discomfort at the soul level.

It's like no one wants to look at the scenery in a cesspool.

And a king like Hippolyta who had never done anything tyrannical and had not integrated human karma into his soul.

Naturally, the influence of black mud cannot be avoided.

Once contaminated by black mud.

After being affected by the black mud, Hippolyta will most likely only awaken another personality filled with human karma.

That is another spiritual state similar to Alter.

Basically, it can be regarded as another servant.

"Gu... This kind of thing...!"

Hippolyta once again drew magic power from the military belt wrapped around her arm, intending to refine her spirit, but—

Sludge, however, acted on her reaction.

They spread around the streets at an even faster speed, surrounding the entire center of the intersection.

The mud attacked Hippolyta from all directions.

She planned to integrate the God of War Army into the spiritual base to break the trap, and her brain was working rapidly to think of a way to escape.

The current situation is already very dangerous.

At this critical moment——

".......This is!"

Hippolyta's eyes widened.

Before she was submerged by the black mud, the dark flower that seemed to grow from the abyss bloomed.

It cuts through space and breaks through mud.

Through the petals you can feel the other side of the world.

“…The inner side of the world!?”

Alcides' eyes flashed with surprise.

Being able to sever the connection between the inside and outside of the world in this way, his magic level is far beyond that of modern magicians.

——Could it be that there are other heroic spirits hiding somewhere else?

Alcides had to consider this.

However, Hippolyta knew better than anyone else through her magical connection that the one who summoned the flower buds was not someone else, but her own Master!

The buds close at a faster rate.

It swallowed Hippolyta faster than the black mud.

As expected, the black mud lost its target and gradually returned to Alcides' body.

"The one using that thing...is it the Heroic Spirit, or the Master?"

Alcides threw aside such questions.

In the end, he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing the black fog lingering between the tall buildings, Alcides had to evacuate.

Snowfield, top floor of the Casino Hotel.

At this moment, Hippolyta, who should have been swallowed by the black mud, returned here with the black flower bud.

"Phew, luckily I made preparations in advance."

"...Thank you, Master, and please allow me to apologize. It seems my strength is still insufficient."

"Hey, Xiao Xibo, don't blame yourself. 3.1

That guy just used unconventional tactics. If he fought you normally, he would definitely not be your opponent!"

Sakura clenched her fists, her spirit high.

Hippolyta was naturally very happy to be trusted by her Master.

However, it is also a fact that no results were achieved.

——If we had continued like that, we wouldn’t have been able to defend until the end.

If Sakura hadn't used imaginary number magic to protect her, she would probably have fallen into danger.

There was no way she could be safe in that mud.

——Next time, I will never let the Master down again.

Hippolyta's masters are Sakura and Rin Tohsaka, and the two women did not choose any holy relics during the summoning process.

I don’t know if it’s because of Moran.

In short, they ended up summoning Hippolyta.

Chapter 632: The Two Parties Officially Join Forces [Subscribe! Flowers!]

Although the masters were still young, Hippolyta saw infinite potential in the two young masters.

Hippolyta believed that her Master was no worse than any other magician.

He has such a calm mind at such a young age, and his achievements in the field of magic are beyond reach.

She was amazed that she had such a Master.

Looking at Sakura's bright and lovely smiling face.

Hippolyta felt as if she were healed, and she holds on to that thought until now.