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The two properties are mixed together.

Let this magnificent flower become more charming.

Chapter 694: Fatal Mistake [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

"Well, this time, I won't be the only one falling in love with you, but you will fall in love with me too..."

Hippolyta stepped forward boldly.

Before Moran could make any response, she leaned forward and blocked his lips.

It made everyone around stunned.

In fact, it lasted for several seconds.

"Hmm... this is the way my tribe (Amazons) works. I hope you can understand this..."

Hippolyta said this while brushing her hair by her ear.

Although she maintained the queen's cool demeanor, her ears were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

This contrast is often the most fatal.

"I was...stolen...?"

Meilushin said in a daze.

She originally thought that she was already very powerful as a lover, so where did this woman in front of her come from?

Atalanta whistled with a look of relief.

Hippolyta rolled her eyes at her.

Finally, she summoned her steed, Kallion, and headed for the meat processing plant, leaving Moran to watch him go.

"It seems 270....I'm the one who's behind this time..."

Moran looked in the direction where Hippolyta left and laughed.

There was still a hint of sweetness on the lips.

In just a few seconds of contact, he felt the charm of Hippolyta.

Than being loved by a man.

The Amazon queen is better at fighting for things with her own hands, and she also has an innocent girlish heart.

The girl who had never expressed her love to anyone before, gave her all when she revealed her feelings for the first time.

Its power was so great that Moran couldn't help but lose his mind.

This heroism is truly admirable.

"Husband, you are still popular with women..."

"This, this... cough cough..."

Moran heard Morgan's voice from behind him.

He subconsciously pretended to cough.

However, before he could explain, Morgan continued:

"That heroic queen... is also a remarkable woman in this world. To have won her heart, my husband... is truly a pity. However, having her by your side would be a blessing."

".............?"

This time it was Moran's turn to stand there in a daze.

Why does it sound like this?

Morgan seemed to have encouraged him to attack Hippolyta?

Faced with this abnormal development.

Moran was at a loss for a moment, wondering if he had done anything to upset his wife recently.

"My dear husband, please don't overthink it. I just think that if Hippolyta could help me with government affairs, I would be able to relax a lot... You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you manage the household. You know that managing government affairs is also very tiring..."

"........."

Moran was speechless for a moment.

It seems that Morgan regarded Hippolyta as a helper.

She still maintains the leeway of being the queen.

However, this is also Moran's fault.

He is a unique boss who is hands-off.

Snowfield, somewhere on top of a building.

The flow of magic power around the temple changed drastically from a certain moment on.

A strange darkness engulfed the interior of the temple.

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

Enkidu was always aware of Ishtar's movements, but now she suddenly couldn't sense them.

It is not the instantaneous movement caused by the Command Spell, but the negation of the cause and effect of "non-existence" and rewriting it as "existence", which is very strange.

Snowfield, forest area, inside the temple.

Ishtar stared into the darkness of the temple.

The "something" that appeared before her had a power that was very dangerous to her.

Nevertheless, Ishtar is the personification of the sky.

Facing the skull-faced shadow that infiltrated the world, her proud smile remained unchanged and her attitude was dignified.

That darkness was completely different from the black smoke and fog.

It wasn't an emergence. It was as if an image had absorbed all the surrounding light into a single point, permeating the entire temple and expanding its area.

Continuous blades shot out from the darkness.

Ishtar uses the power of charm.

The walls of the temple were manipulated by the enchantment, and floating stones blocked the assassination blades one after another.

Youyi Hassan's dark blade has no concept of thickness. It can ignore steel shields and tank armor and directly take the target's life.

Since Heroic Spirits or magicians with powerful magical defenses can resist this, this part is still within the common sense of battles between Heroic Spirits.

However, Youyi Hassan continuously unleashed hundreds and thousands of continuous slashes. If it were an ordinary Heroic Spirit, he would have died inexplicably in this darkness long ago.

But in front of Ishtar, who can enchant even stones and ornaments, even the air, and even the laws of physics.

Something like erasing the cause and effect of the blade touching her skin from this world was just as easy.

The words spoken by Ishtar today even surpass the realm of words and spirits, and can instantly become the principles of heaven.

It doesn't matter whether that's ideal for humans or other plants and animals.

The words she spoke were the imperial decree from the surface of the star.

"Shadows have no place in front of the sky!"

She created light in the passage leading deep into the temple by denying the darkness from seeping out.

It was a clear blue light.

The sky was born on the surface of the earth, and its light, as light as a star, yet dazzling, illuminated everything around it.

Then—a figure emerged.

"You look better this way."

That was Hassan Youyi, whose body was pierced by countless blade-shaped lapis lazuli and who was wearing a skull mask.

The soul core has been shattered and the pulse of the heroic spirit can no longer be felt.

Even Hassan Youyi, who was able to blend his existence into the world, would lose this ability to hide.

In itself, he is just an assassin.

How could an assassin with only human strength become a match for a god?

"I think it was your own ears that heard the evening bell."

Ishtar taunted with a playful tone.

She could not help but laugh at herself for feeling danger from such an ant.

Therefore, give the ants such an ugly death.

She felt much more comfortable.

However, the goddess Venus did not know at this time that she had made a fatal mistake.

This mistake is about to come.

Chapter 695: The Noble Phantasm at the Price of Death [Subscribe! Flowers!]

The most terrifying thing about Youyi Hassan is not when he is alive.

But at the moment he stepped into death.

The darkness spreading inside the temple showed no signs of dissipating, and countless consecutive slashes were still being launched.

"this.......!?"

Ishtar's face was expressionless.

She confirmed that she had just destroyed Youyi Hassan's spiritual core, but the other party's spiritual base showed no signs of collapse.

Moreover, the expanding darkness was still releasing its breath.

This made Ishtar look moved.

She seemed to have seen something incomprehensible, and her beautiful face showed anger.

"You actually...want to break the laws of nature...!?"

"Do not."

The response to Ishtar was Hassan Youyi's whisper.

Yes, this Hassan is dead.

The corpse pierced by the blade-like lapis lazuli was right there, looking completely dead.

Even so, Ishtar heard his voice.

"I, the Servant branded as a reflection (illusion), my journey as an illusion ends here."

The sound did not come from the corpse.

It seems as if I have integrated into this world.

Ishtar felt the familiar presence again.

Similar to Ereshkigal and the Pale Rider, the disgusting darkness of death was overflowing.

"...Now is the time to return this infinite shadow to the boundary between the living and the dead."

When Youyi Hassan said this.

The restless shadows in the temple suddenly erupted, devouring the light with unprecedented ferocity, and a darkness deeper than night eroded the sky inside the temple.

That is a unique skill that transcends the power of words and can even suppress the laws of nature.

It is not something that an assassin can accomplish.

Only a true assassin could do that.

That is a suicidal Noble Phantasm that Youyi Hassan can only activate by using his own "death" as a trigger.

What he causes is not death, but the cause and effect determined by the fact of death.

In the name of Hassan of Youyi, the most profound skill of assimilating with "Shadow" - assimilating one's own spiritual base with the concept of "death" that is omnipresent in any time and any place.