Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

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Nanhua Magic. Spear.

You can increase your speed and attack to make yourself as strong as a normal spear. At the same time, you can conjure up a spear and use it as a weapon.

Nanhua Magic. Expansion.

Imitate the posture of Nanhua Laoxian and make your body huge to restrain the enemy.

I heard from the old immortal Nanhua that these are what he is good at, or what he has become good at.

And these eventually became the source of immortal arts.

In combat, Nanhua Laoxian's fighting method is more about direct combat.

Like a warrior.

It also requires, like an assassin, to hit the target with one strike.

"It seems that there is no one left?"

Kong Rong sighed softly.

He put away his wine glass and gave the order, "Then watch the people around you being killed."

"Soldier!!"

"Kill all the children. No one is allowed to stay."

"They have already been infected with the plague, and there is no point in them staying alive in the end."

"It just gave me a relief."

"Do it!"

"No mercy!"

After saying this, Kong Rong sighed and said, "I really can't blame you."

An expression of concern for the country and the people reappeared on his face.

Just like other great scholars.

“Who should be blamed then?”

Suddenly, a handsome voice came through the wind.

Never afraid of the spear of the powerful, he always moves forward straight ahead.

"go to hell."

Like a thunderclap.

The spear broke the wind.

Magnificent divine power.

The muscles and bones all over the body also made explosion-like sounds in the air.

This is the essence of Nanhua Magic.

There's nothing fancy about it.

A total battle freak.

"Ok?"

Kong Rong hadn't reacted yet.

Then I saw a spear coming through the air.

Wow!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly stopped.

A curtain of light shattered in front of Kong Rong.

Kong Rong just came to his senses and immediately used magic and magic weapons to cast magic on himself.

"I knew there was a thief buried here, and now I see that it is indeed the case."

"It seems like you are related to some potato fairy. As long as we catch you, there won't be any problems, right?"

After saying that, Kong Rong swung out a long whip and waved it towards Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue didn't say anything, but jumped to another position to prepare for the attack.

Kong Rong's long whip extended forward.

Zhang Jue leaped up and brushed against the long whip.

Most of the weapons used by the followers of the Goddess are whips, etc., and the most famous attack spells are related to whips.

The whip is the core of the goddess's disciples.

According to Lu Zhi, only the Empress's disciples were useless in battle.

The small whip has very low lethality, and its attack range is actually not that high. In addition, the shield-type magic arts of the Empress's series are not very powerful.

This also means that they are prone to death on the front battlefield.

Zhang Jue kept these in mind.

The previous shield might have been left behind to protect itself.

It must be to prevent unexpected situations.

And next.

Looking at the thin shield on Kong Rong's body, Zhang Jue smiled.

Indeed, it is weak.

And even if it can become part of the shadow, it seems to avoid a lot of problems.

Every follower of the goddess can be a qualified assassin.

The attack also has a piercing effect.

But it just so happens that the dark side is also what the Nanhua School is good at.

Zhang Jue did not retreat, but pointed his spear straight forward.

"Everyone, run while there's chaos!"

In a hurry, Zhang Jiao threw down a lot of dolls.

"Yellow Turban Warriors!"

The doll instantly turned into a giant puppet.

The core is powered by potatoes, which was also the thing that the immortal Nanhua gave to Zhang Jiao for protection when he was a child.

Because no one had hurt Zhang Jue, they had never been used, so more than a dozen of them were accumulated.

"Soldier! Kill."

Kong Rong also issued an order.

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who was covered in yellow armor, immediately stepped forward to confront the soldiers.

Ordinary people are no match for the Yellow Turban warriors.

The Yellow Turban Warrior is also a work of magic from the Age of Gods.

Only the immortal Nanhua can accomplish this in this world.

Soldiers, take care of the Yellow Turban strongmen.

But he couldn't care about the people.

Zhang Jiao Aweng secretly commanded several Yellow Turban strongmen and civilians to evacuate continuously.

"Don't take anything, run, there will be someone outside to help you!"

Three rounds.

Everything happened suddenly.

People are being evacuated.

The battle between Zhang Jue and Kong Rong had lasted for three rounds.

It can be said that Kong Rong was losing ground at every step.

For the battle of immortal arts, information is very important.

No one has ever seen the magic of the Nanhua school.

However, Zhang Jue knew about Kong Rong's magic.

Besides, a pure warrior can certainly restrain an assassin.

"not bad."

Although Kong Rong looked pale.

Although Zhang Jue's weapon would be blocked from the very beginning, it would also hurt Kong Rong from the very beginning.

"Of course."

Zhang Jue asked, "What on earth do you want to do here?"

"Then why not ask you what you want to do? Do you want to be a messenger of justice? Or are you really involved with some potato fairy?"

Kong Rong asked: "If it is the latter, it would be best to tell us everything you know. If it is the former, how can there be such a fool as you!"

"If a group of untouchables can really rely on potatoes to feed themselves for a few years, it means that the yield must be quite high. Do you know what such food means to this era?"

"The Queen has already said that the Han Dynasty is already on the verge of collapse. No matter who is likely to become the next king, the war between gods will inevitably begin again."

"If someone can support a group of soldiers without the need for Tianzun's disciples, then with the blessing of immortal arts, he can train more soldiers, which means... he may become the next emperor!"

"Aren't you guys here for this kind of thing?"

"Damn it."

Zhang Jue cursed angrily.

Spears swept across.

It’s not that my strength is inferior to Kong Rong’s.

But as an important task within the clan, Kong Rong has quite a few magic weapons.

The endless stream of magic weapons cannot turn the tide.

But it can also delay Zhang Jiao's affairs.

Tug of war.

One side is consuming its own strength, while the other side is piling up magic weapons.

Finally, Zhang Jue looked around and found that there were only a few civilians left in the city.

He said in one breath, "Don't you care about the lives of the people?"

"Common people? Which nerd taught you this?"

Kong Rong laughed and said, "Do you really think that the Four Saints of the Four Directions care about these things, that the noble families care about these things, and that the so-called common people are just nourishment, that only the poor and some nerds don't take them seriously."

Kong Rong was also stimulating Zhang Jue in his own way.

Zhang Jue's spear broke another layer of Kong Rong's shield.

"My teacher Lu Zhi is not like that."

"Lu Zhi? That guy asked us for potatoes, but he planted them on people, didn't he?"

"Sure enough, you guys are here for these things too."

Kong Rong said: "In this case..."