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Joan of Arc resolutely raised the banner of sainthood and unleashed her Noble Phantasm.
The light of God emanated from the banners and protected them.
"Fly, Don Starion!"
With the blessing of its master's great power, the white steed galloped into the sky.
“bong————”
The earth exploded.
After being hit by that enormous force, Chang Yan's vision went black and he fainted.
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...
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it hurts.
Under the intense stimulation of pain and a sense of crisis, Chang Yan slowly woke up.
A mournful cry came from every part of its body.
There wasn't a single unscathed spot on his body; he was covered in injuries.
"That really...hurts..."
Chang Yan gritted his teeth and uttered a few words, then slowly looked around.
All I could see was a blur.
(Damn it.)
Having given up on the idea of observation, Chang Yan continued to lie on the ground, conserving his strength.
He didn't bring any healing potions or magical items with him.
Who sleeps with a bunch of stuff on them? They're not a mage.
(This is absolutely terrible.)
"call......"
A faint breathing sound reached Chang Yan's ears.
Is anyone still alive here?
I turned my head with difficulty, and my eyes could barely see some things.
It's Wang Lei.
He actually survived that explosion, so he must have some skill.
(But I'm sorry, Mr. Wang Lei.)
Chang Yan reached out his somewhat twisted arm to him, who was still unconscious.
(It's still too dangerous here; I want to survive.)
The distance is gradually shortening.
(So, I'm sorry, I'm going to eat you.)
Her hand touched Wang Lei's body.
(Hate me if you want; if this happens again, I'll do it again.)
Annihilate the Eye, activate.
(because--)
Wang Lei's body was gradually decomposed.
(All I want is to live a peaceful life!)
Let it become my sustenance.
How terrifying and insane those eyes hidden beneath the hood must be.
(In order for me to live, please die.)
He stood up.
Chapter 142 That Familiar Killing Intent
(Are the symptoms of pica in Clash of Clans tabletop role-playing games really this terrifying now? Basically, everyone who gets pica ends up eating poop.)
(By the way, the reason this chapter is updated so late is because I had diarrhea. My stomach would start hurting as soon as I sat down at the computer desk, and I almost fainted from the diarrhea.)
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The surface of the earth is covered with countless cracks.
Chang Yan stood up unsteadily, took out SCP-109 and took a few big gulps, glanced at it a few times, and then walked back in the direction he had originally fled.
He'd had enough of it all, so he decided to end it all now.
But what is the way to end it?
Kill that BOSS Changyan, or kill all the other Changyans.
If all else fails, just smash that damned Holy Grail.
That useless Demon Pillar couldn't even hold onto the Holy Grail; it deserves to be tormented by a bunch of bald guys.
Chang Yan's anger led him to take it out on everything related to the matter.
"tread--"
"Help...help...me..."
Upon hearing Chang Yan's footsteps, a seriously injured woman lying on the ground cried out for help, hoping someone could save her.
Unfortunately, the guy she met wasn't a good person.
Or rather, it is a hungry demon.
"Huh, there's still one living person here."
Great, we're saved.
The thought flashed through the woman's mind, but the next second, she felt her body being disintegrated.
"Looks like I'm pretty lucky."
Feeling his body gradually regaining its vitality, Chang Yan left a message, stepped over several corpses, and continued forward.
All of this was witnessed by Artoria and Fujimaru Tachibana, who were still flying in the sky.
"This—this is! Mr. Foreigner, what...what is he doing?!"
"Is that so...? This is probably some kind of treasure that can decompose life and absorb it."
Seeing that Chang Yan's condition had improved, Artoria controlled the East Starion to slowly descend to Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others.
"But that person is still alive! How could you do this!"
Clearly, Fujimaru Tachibana was finding this situation difficult to accept.
Hearing her Master's words, Artoria sighed inwardly.
Compared to her brother, she was still too naive.
Even though she was disgusted by such things, in this situation, it was undoubtedly worth it to sacrifice the life of a dying person to restore the fighting power of a heroic spirit.
Moreover, there are many heroic spirits who have done far worse things than this.
But isn't it this naiveté that attracts Servants like her to sign contracts with Fujimaru Tachibana?
Of course, that Avenger doesn't count; all he does is laugh all day, like an idiot.
However, while she accepts this fact, it doesn't mean she agrees with it.
"Alright, Master, let's go and meet up with your brother first, and then go check on the place where they were fighting earlier."
After glancing once more at Chang Yan, who was running forward, Artoria gradually landed on the ground.
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"Die! Instant Shadow Killing Formation!"
With a loud roar from Changyan No. 1, countless Changyans exuding a crazy killing intent surrounded and attacked Changyan No. 5.
"Damn it—it's you! Holy Storm!"
The light descending from the sky transformed into a storm, annihilating those habitual pronouncements.
"Die, all of you! Spatial Slice!"
Number Six Changyan stood in the air, his eyes bloodshot, channeling his supernatural power to slit the throats of those Changyans.
"Space Anchor!"
BOSS Changyan threw out a small ornament that exploded in mid-air, stabilizing the space and making it extremely difficult for Number Six Changyan to use his special ability.
Then, he was suddenly struck by the number four, Chang Yan, who cleaved off one of his arms with a sickle.
The poisonous waters of the underworld corroded his wounds, and with them, his soul.
"You will all die! The Dark Sun—is coming!"
Although Chang Yan's mind was filled with insane killing intent, his fighting spirit was still there.
From the very beginning, Changyan No. 2 was constantly roaming around the battlefield, quietly preparing his ultimate move all by himself.
A black dot of light suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.
It then instantly expanded into a giant black sun.
Black flames and sunlight illuminated the area.
A chilling aura circulated through their bodies.
This black sun absorbs heat.
"Roar—Law: Shock!"
The demon, with two giant horns on its head, two bat wings on its back, and its body engulfed in flames, cast a spell at Chang Yan, the second demon, followed by a long whip of fire that struck him.
If you count the number of people, you'll know that this demon is Chang Yan, number three.
Under the influence of the magic, Chang Yan No. 2 was in a state of shock.
Meanwhile, the other common sayings started another round of chaotic fighting.
"This is quite a mess. But that's perfect, it makes it easier for me to deal with you all at once."
Looking at the chaotic battle between his "self" and others, Chang Yan revealed a sinister smile.
Kill them!
Kill them!
Kill them!
A familiar feeling welled up in my heart.
An indescribable killing intent swept through Chang Yan's mind once again, but this time, the killing intent was not extremely intense.
"Damn it, what's going on! This feeling—System! What's happening! How did I get affected again! Aaaaaah—!"
Chang Yan clutched his head tightly and let out a low, beast-like roar.
kill!
kill!
Kill them all!
(Host, please remain calm. This is because the artifact "Wang Nima's Headgear" was severely damaged in the explosion just now. This artifact is not a highly defensive artifact, but merely a camouflage artifact. It is estimated that this artifact will be completely destroyed in another ten minutes.)