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[Protecting others]. This is not Fujimaru Ritsuka's idea.
"I want to protect others"—that's what Fujimaru Ritsuka truly thinks.
They look similar, but the differences between the main subjects are quite obvious.
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and, through the spiraling light, seemed to be gazing at the Lion King of the Holy City.
"We won't lose."
"I will absolutely not lose to you."
[You even want to use the light of the Holy Lance for your own power, Ritsuka... Don't you even consider whether your mental strength can withstand it?!]
"Of course I can handle it, I have no limits!"
"1, 2, 3..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka, having regained her spirits, unleashed a torrent of star breath from her enormous luminous body, its silver halo and red light surging forth with immense power.
She is like a sun shining in the sky, igniting hope amidst the spiraling clouds.
"She actually went to such lengths..."
Mashu stared blankly as Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose light had been dim, blazed brightly once more. Unlike the crimson glow before, Fujimaru Ritsuka's energy had been further sublimated after absorbing a portion of the Holy Lance's power!
"It can do it, absolutely!"
Mashu said seriously.
However, Dr. Roman couldn't help but worry: "Could this be Ritsuka's last burst of energy before death? If so, then after this burst of light, it will be the time for Ritsuka's soul to dissipate! Perhaps she is forcing her spirit to absorb the brilliance of the Holy Lance!"
"No matter how hard you try, there are still limits to being a [vessel]! Ritsuka is far from being able to fight against the gods!"
Mashu said angrily, "Doctor, don't say such unlucky things! Senpai will never lose, never!"
"But..."
"Nothing but!"
Mashu said seriously, "If the doctor says anything discouraging again, I'm going to beat you up!"
"Ah... Mashu, there's really no need for that. I was just saying it casually to express how serious the current situation is."
"I'm having a bit of a headache," Dr. Roman said.
Lancelot is Mashu's biological father, and Dr. Roman is practically Mashu's guardian, or adoptive father. At this moment, the two so-called fathers dared not utter a sound under Mashu's gaze.
"Of course I know about the danger you face, senior, so you won't bear it alone."
Mashu's expression turned serious.
"Therefore, I will go with my senior."
As the girl spoke, she gripped the shield in her hand tightly.
"Real name, Liberation."
She didn't know if she could unleash her power.
Galahad would definitely not accept the Dead Apostles.
To pollute human history, to deny its existence... is undoubtedly a great enemy of human reason.
Therefore, Galahad's power has always suppressed Mash's own power. However, as Mash's Dead Apostle power is further unleashed...
Galahad's power will also increase accordingly.
"call..."
The girl took a deep breath, her eyes shining.
"I stand on the throne of calamity—"
A seat of calamity.
Legend has it that only a pure and innocent person like Galahad could sit on the seat that brings misfortune to knights.
"That is our homeland, capable of healing all wounds and all resentment..."
"Appear!"
Mashu tensed her legs.
The immense force propelled her into the air instantly!
The shield was raised towards the sky.
"Lord Camelot!"
The true name of the Noble Phantasm possesses an unyielding power that stands eternally unyielding.
"Senior...I absolutely cannot let you fight alone!"
"Mash Kyrielight!"
"Always by your side!"
As the girl spoke, accompanied by the floating city wall, her entire body was submerged in the scorching light!
boom! ! !
Camelot's enormous castle, with unparalleled power, crashed into the Holy Lance!
"Forehead..."
Dr. Roman: "By the way, is that how you use that Noble Phantasm?"
"If the information is correct, then it should be a defensive Noble Phantasm?"
"Perhaps it's because she became a delinquent girl... What exactly happened to that child's upbringing?"
Lancelot frowned, his face full of distress.
"Aha..."
Mordred dusted himself off and chuckled, "You're really something else, aren't you? You've never been taught anything!"
Lancelot:
Although I had an urge to kill her, it seemed like what she said made no problem?
He didn't seem to have taught either Galahad or Mash... but...
Let's forget about Lancelot's education.
I always feel uneasy about entrusting my child to him.
Chapter 194 The Rungominiad Ray intends to finish off the wounded Tristan.
Mash unleashed her Noble Phantasm—
That is the shield that represents the gathering of the Knights of the Round Table.
And the lofty belief of never falling down or retreating.
The ideal city is now a distant memory!
Camelot's walls crashed down upon the light of Rungomminiad with the force of a thunderbolt.
"This is..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka was suddenly taken aback.
"Senior, I am your servant and your familiar."
"Death Apostle Servant, Mash Kyrielight, will fight alongside you!"
"Leave the defense to me, senior. You can unleash your full power!"
The breath of the stars is also different.
Just like a person breathes at different times.
Sometimes, it's just a slight breath.
Sometimes, it's the panting from exercise.
Sometimes, it's a series of gasps for breath at the limit.
There was also a deep breath to build up strength.
Even more loving is the panting afterward.
There are many types of star breath.
There were the moans of Earth Princess, the moans of Castor, the moans of Kukulkan, the moans of the Primordial Goddess...
And so on and so forth.
This also includes the goddess Rungomminiad.
The light of the Holy Lance is also a kind of star breath...
"Thank you, Matthew."
"Then I'll give it my all too!"
[Event Storage]
[Star Anchor, Data Recycling]
[Similar to Lengominiad...]
The Gun at the End of the World
In terms of the collection of events, to put it simply, it is a [system].
Everything in this world, including human beings, civilization, and even abstract concepts themselves, is essentially information, or rather, the fabric of stars.
The principle of phenomenal storage is that all the information nurtured on the surface of planets can be stored in another dimension.
When applied to an object, even its very existence will disperse and then disappear.
This is also why the princess doesn't particularly care about anything.
but...
It's not that there are no other ways to use it.
Absorb damage, transform it into output.
—To transform Rungomminiad's power into my own...
Star support: The primordial starlight of the planet flows to Rungomminiad for information conversion!
simply put.
It involves analyzing the other party's attack by organizing the items, and then using self-transformation to change its form!
Moreover, because they share the same origin, they can switch freely after acquiring information!
"Watch closely, Holy Lance... Lion King, I'm here to return the favor!"
The enormous body of light emitted a silver glow, and on the forearm of Fujimaru Ritsuka's body of light, the halo representing the breath of the star exploded in that instant!
The intense stream of light was constantly condensing.
Immediately afterwards, the energy in Ritsuka's arm was compressed into a blazing stream of star breath!
Could it be... Ritsuka, what are your plans?
The princess's eyes lit up.
"This is called—"
"Lungominyad Ray!"
【】
Fujimaru Ritsuka is not in the mood for jokes right now.
The soul was trembling.
The flames were burning intensely.
The spirit continued to spread, and it was already doing its best just to maintain the Starlight Body and prevent its terrifying power from affecting the changes in the environment!
Zhi——!