I became Clara after traveling through the alien mandrill!

"We don't want to see anyone dissolved in front of us again

" "Funina, don't!"

After watching the play for a long time, Joan of Arc couldn't help but be intoxicated, those people were forcing Funina to death step by step, Funina wouldn't feel good anyway, she had been a god for five hundred years, couldn't she be a little better?

Funinga was forced by the people she trusted one by one, and her spirit was about to be overwhelmed.

"Ms. Funina, you don't have to—

" "Funina!"

I saw that Funinga stretched out her hand and leaned into the water of the primordial fetal sea, her face was pretending to be calm, and she had actually felt the damage of the primordial fetal sea water to her body.

"Haha, look! Look! I, I'm not dissolved, I'm really not human.

Funina happily showed her right hand, which was still intact from a distance, to prove to the audience that she was not human, but the inquisitor sitting on the high platform immediately poured cold water on her.

"Have the doctor come up and check on Ms. Funinga."

"Doctor, doctor?!"

Funina looked at the inquisitor on the high platform in disbelief, but the arrival of the doctor was not delayed, and the moment came.

"Judging from the injuries and breath, Funina was indeed affected by the water of the primordial fetal sea."

“...... We didn't expect Funina to actually put her hands in it, but we still made two sets of preparations, using diluted primordial fetal water.

We really don't want to see anyone dissolve anymore. "

You guys, listen to me!" At this moment, Funina no longer had the calmness with which the trial began, and the words that came out of her mouth became pale quibbles.

"No one has ever said that God will not be dissolved in the water of the primordial womb, has he? Don't look at me like that!!

Funina's voice gradually became hysterical, and she couldn't stop crying, and her words could no longer be trusted.

Next, it will be the final blow that crushes Funina.

"The result of the ruling of the cardinal is ... Well?

"What's the matter, Inquisitor? Could it be that the result given is innocence. "

No..., I declare that the result of the ruling of the cardinal is that the 'water god' is guilty of death."

The audience was in an uproar, followed by a noisy exchange, telling Joan of Arc the weight of this capital crime.

"Capital offense? Since the edict decreed the construction of the cardinal, there has never been a case of capital crime.

"Funina pretending to be the god of water, it should be a sin that does not lead to death, right? Why would the result given be a capital offense?

Joan of Arc had a premonition that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran up to the stage to comfort Funina, but as soon as she ran on the stage, the stage darkened, and when it lit up again, she was already in front of her in the mirror she had seen a long time ago.

"Are you, Funinga in the mirror? No, should I call you Fekaros?

Joan of Arc saw the Funina, and saw the huge blade floating above her head, floating above Funina's head.

"Miss Joan of Arc, my execution is about to begin, is there anything else you want to know?"

Joan of Arc looked at Fucarus solemnly and asked, "Please tell me all the reasons for the incident!" "

Ahem, it's going to be over there, and it's going to speed up here."

Sami Ramis summoned a serpent to drive Mordred and Frankenstein away, and now the poison gas had dissipated, and as a last resort, Artoria had changed back, and the domineering poison was about to kill her.

Not to mention that in this normal situation, accidentally dripped by the poison of the giant snake, the poison on the body is a little heavier, and it has reached the point of the end of the strong crossbow.

"Mordred, Frankenstein, use the Noble Phantasm, ahem!"

"Father..."

With Artoria's call, Mordred and Frankenstein's Noble Phantasms have been activated, and Sami Ramis has built a defense, but the two have joined forces to break it.

"King Arthur, your leadership is strong, but with the poison in your body, it is impossible for you to survive."

The body of Semir Lamis, who had inherited Mordred's treasure, was on the verge of collapse, and dissipated after leaving such words.

"Well done, Mordred—

" "Father!"

Physical and mental support reached a critical point, Artoria collapsed, and Mordred hurriedly ran over.

Hugging Artoria, who was about to dissipate, Mordred looked a little at a loss, she never thought that it would be Artoria with Avalon who would die in this battle.

And Artoria herself didn't expect that the dress of undead magic was not used on Mordred after all.

"Isn't it beautiful to win? Mordred..."

"What's pretty? We haven't duel yet! Placing

the magic dress undead magic in Artoria's hand, Mordred roared, "Let's wait until you survive!"

"Maybe to you, we're just actors on the stage, but for us, that's all we have."

As he spoke, Fucarus's figure moved farther and farther away from Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc returned to the audience, unable to stand up.

"Behold, this is the solo dance of sinners."

In the dark theater, there are two Funina, they hold hands, turn and turn, one smiling and the other crying.

The song of unknown origin reached Joan of Arc's ears, and the great sword, which represented the guillotine, followed Fcalus's figure all the time.

Towards the end of the song, Funina's figure vanished, and she sat down in the place of trial with a look of dismay, and as Flcarus danced alone, and bowed in thanks, the guillotine fell, leaving only Funina's top hat in its place.

"Fcalus..."

It was as if I was dead. "

The reverberation of fate struck, and the bounty healed the poison in Artoria's body, and the destruction brought Fucarus back to life. At the same time, the association is severed by death, and although it is still a master-slave relationship, they are no longer the subject or doppelganger of the other party.

Relying on Shakespeare's Phantasms and the drama of the starry sky, Fucarus was able to resurrect himself with his fate and the artificial body.

"Tsk, why are you still alive, wasting my tears."

Mordred was a little embarrassed, and after giving Artoria a punch, she turned her back and rubbed her eyes, and she just smiled at this, and did not break it. Fcalus's words came with the contract, and there was a sense of accountability.

"Starry Sky, I already know your plan, but it doesn't seem that your goal should be to resurrect me, right?"

"It's just a whim, but you'll have to make it up to Funina."

"Got it."