I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Yi Lin thought it was weird before.

In some cases, when I see a scene, I "set off a stormy sea in my heart" and "shocked beyond measure" at every turn.

Is there really such a magnificent psychological fluctuation?

Actually...not really.

Yi Lin leaned over, bent over on the scorched earth, and pulled out a scratch with his fingers.

There is a faint smell of blood in the soil.

Under this soil, I don't know how many corpses were buried.

Yi Lin flicked the scorched earth on his fingertips into the air. Then he turned around, looked at Gilgamesh's golden eyes, and said calmly: "So, you have'seeed' the end of this war."

Gilgamesh disdain: "Don't look forward to using your'measure' to measure the power of this king."

Irin ignored the irony in the words of King Gilgamesh.

He thought for a moment.

Shaking his head, said: "Impossible."

"Um?"

Gilgamesh's eyes twitched.

He doesn't like disobedience.

I don't like refutation either.

But this time, the arrogant king remained silent.

"I come from five thousand years later, and the time I am in is your future. For five thousand years, such a huge amount of information, no matter how strong you are, you are nothing but a human being. You can't see five thousand clearly. Years in the future."

"Heh." Gilgamesh sneered, but did not deny it.

"It's more likely that you can only read some fragments, or the'direction' of a particular event."

"Very good." Gilgamesh admired: "No matter how disadvantaged you are, human beings always have hope in their hearts. No matter how slim the hope is, the people of "Hope" will not easily fail. "

"where is she?"

It is rare to have a face-to-face conversation with Gilgamesh, and Yi Lin hurriedly hurriedly asked for information he wanted to know.

Gilgamesh raised his head, looking at the hideous cracks in the sky, his expression sinking: "Hey, in a place that I can't reach."

"She is still alive?"

"She is a god."

"God will die too."

Gilgamesh sneered again: "It's going to die, it's not a god."

"In a certain situation, I saw a **** with my own eyes and died."

Yi Lin refers to Uranus.

He witnessed the destruction of that world.

God will fail, die, and cry. God is not omnipotent.

Gilgamesh shook his head, he didn't intend to dwell on this topic.

All he can see is scorched earth. Gilgamesh turned around, the sturdy back figure was a little more speechless.

After a while.

The two were silent.

Gilgamesh turned his back to Yi Lin and waved his hand: "Go back, weak spirit. And remember, what you see with your own eyes is only ‘your future’, not ‘uruk’s future’."

What's the meaning?

Yi Lin's expression was slightly stunned.

I hate riddlers the most.

But in the blink of an eye, Gilgamesh disappeared in front of him out of thin air.

It's like a gust of wind.

Come without a trace and go without a trace.

Yi Lin turned his head and glanced across the earth and sky. He has been able to use the existing clues to roughly reason and brain-fill the stories that took place in this land and sky five thousand years ago. But what is the ending of the story?

Suddenly,

On the deserted land,

Yi Lin is alone.

He felt cold in his limbs, numb lips, and dry tongue.

A terrible conjecture emerged in Yi Lin's heart uncontrollably.

"Could this be... the dusk of the gods?"

...

Gilgamesh left first.

He didn't seem to leave.

According to reliable sources, Lord Xian Wang has been in the palace, working diligently, dealing with Uruk affairs.

Yi Lin and several people returned to "Tiangong·Uluk" one after another.

This is a continent floating high in the sky.

When Yi Lin informed the others about the situation on the ground.

Yan Feng just expressed his unbelief.

But I have to believe it when I have seen it with my own eyes.

In the end, the orthodox magician from the hesitation sea, Yan Feng and Michelle, reached a reliable conclusion after discussing.

This singularity is very likely to exist in the "fantasy", but not in the "reality" of history, a piece of "world container" separated by the power of the Holy Grail.

"So, in fact, "God Generation" does not exist. "

Yan Feng is fair and feels that this is the most reliable interpretation of all this.

There is no other possibility.

It stands to reason that if this floating continent really exists, how could it not be discovered?

Five thousand years.

Five thousand years of days and nights are enough to make all kinds of "historical facts" distorted to the point that they don't even know his grandmother.

Maybe, in real history, the fifth king of Uruk civilization was a beautiful woman, not necessarily a beautiful man like Gilgamesh.

History is always written by humans, but no one can go back and distinguish right from wrong if history is wrong.

After returning to Uruk, everyone did not dare to stay away from each other.

Because the threat posed by that shadow can be described as devastating.

The six heroes stayed in the same room, leaning against the corner, taking a break.

From day to night, to early morning, even though they descended to Uruk as heroic spirits, they were still human in nature. As long as it is human, it will be tired.

No one knows what will happen next. Therefore, in order to survive, Yi Lin and others are trying to adjust their physical condition to the best possible extent, and no one dares to relax.

Until noon.

The six heroes closed their eyes and took a nap, and only went into light sleep and rested for a few hours.

The loud horn sounded, awakening the six heroes from their shallow dreams.

In fact, Yi Lin was not asleep.

He was thinking over and over in his mind.

Thinking of everything about Uruk.

Thinking of what Gilgamesh had said on the scorched earth.

He had recited Xiaoxi's name in his heart countless times, and even used Mi Lien's tried-and-tested food temptation. The proud goddess did not respond.

Is it because Xiaoxi in this era is not familiar with him, so he is too lazy to bird him?

In the loud horn, Yi Lin reluctantly opened his eyes.

They simply washed their faces with clean water, and walked out of the temple as quickly as possible.

The city has been immersed in the atmosphere of killing on the eve of the war.

Teams of soldiers with tragic faces, neatly lined up, took neat steps without hesitation, and walked out of the city.

The tidy war songs are sung, and the prayers are continuous, and together with the sound of footsteps, they interweave into a tragic epic.

They sang war songs in the ancient Uruk language. The frustrated singing voice made Yi Lin, who had a cold personality, also infected. He walked to the wall with Mi Lien at the fastest speed.

It was clearly noon at this time.

The sky looked dim.

The Tiangong Continent, where Uruk City is located, floats above the clouds. There is no cloud in the sky, but the sky is like a shadow, pressing on top of Uruk City like a pot, giving people the illusion that it is hard to breathe out of thin air.

"coming!"

On the city wall, everyone's eyes froze.

In the fissures in the sky, it looked like a black rain fell.

Dense monsters come from the sky.

But after the first two siege battles, these dense mobs, tens of thousands of mobs, have been unable to move the heroes, soldiers, and King Gilgamesh.

What really moved them were the six dark shadows in front of the herd!

They were all in pitch black, with different heights, some wearing pitch black armor and holding long swords, some holding long spears, some holding hammers, some...Wait, is that a cell phone?

Opposite is like a group of chickens, among the monster group, there are six particularly conspicuous figures!

The dense herd of animals turned a deaf ear to the six dark shadows, and rushed past them violently.

"It's a hero."

King Gilgamesh said in a soft voice, confirming his identity as a "general" on the opposite side.

It's a hero!

This is no longer a question of the eighth and ninth place.

In addition to the "Assassin" who stabbed the red hair at first, on the opposite side, seven heroes also appeared!

In other words, including the red hair whose grave head has been stomped on, in this era, there are 14 heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail in the Battle of Uruk City on the heavenly continent!

This is the real Holy Grail War!

Seven Heroes VS Seven Heroes!

"Puff!"

Yan Feng Gongyi was dumbfounded, and sat on the wall.

But soon, he stood up numbly again, activated the glittering magic eye, and used the epic light bulb magic eye as a telescope extravagantly.

Although he expected that the eighth heroic spirit appeared in the serious Holy Grail War, it was not surprising. But what he never expected was that the number of heroic spirits in this battlefield had reached 14th in unprecedented history!

Fourteen heroes!

What kind of holy grail can summon 14 heroic spirits, bastards!

This is impossible!

"impossible!"

He thought to himself, but he couldn't stretch himself on the surface, and said what was in his heart.

"Happiness!"

"Happiness!"

"Happiness!"

In the calm sky, there was a piercing noise.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and they saw a little flashing electric light converging right above Uruk City.

In a blink of an eye, the gathered thunder light formed a black thundercloud, and there was a terrifying sound of thunder brewing in the thundercloud.

"Nice attack!"

On the battlefield, Gilgamesh was very energetic, he took out the slate, his pupils turned golden.

When everyone thought he was finally ready to take a shot, they didn't expect Gilgamesh to call him directly:

"Caster, go in."

Yi Lin called the good guy in his heart.

But right now, it is not his turn to continue. At the moment of his death, Yi Lin was dressed in a dark magician robe, floated up, put on a hanging ring in his hand, and stretched out five fingers towards the top of his head.

The turbulent magic power surged in Yi Lin's body.

It was the first time he experienced it personally, his psychic value...Ah no, the feeling of magic power spinning in his body.

This feeling was extremely clear, like a kind of rhythm. Following his movements, he sang a joyous ballad.

In modern times, magic power is thin, and Yi Lin Fang's skills rely entirely on psionic value. But this time, he was in the age of gods full of magic power, and his whole figure seemed to be immersed in a sea of ​​magic power. This feeling makes Yi Lin feel that he can tear the heroic spirits by hand from time to time...No, I want to tear ten!

The scene is not optimistic at the moment, but Yi Lin can't help but call out: It's so cool!

happy!

"bring it on!"

Come in circle!

Layers of magic lines oscillated between Yi Lin's wrists.

Following Yi Lin's movement to draw a circle, a huge spatial wormhole appeared above Uruk City.

In the air, Yi Lin held up high, stepped on the world, and opened a huge teleportation circle with a diameter of several hundred meters with his backhand!

boom!

boom! !

boom! ! !

boom! ! ! !

The waves and thunder fell from the dark clouds.

But the terrifying thunders had no chance to fall on top of Uruk City.

Yi Lin hit a coordinate casually, and the power of thunder passed through the wormhole, not knowing where in the world it was sent by Yi Lin.

The dazzling light shines on the earth.

One after another, the thunder roared in the sky.

But Yi Lin, one person and one hand, blocked the power of the thunder, which can be called a natural disaster!

The Uruk soldiers who recovered from the shock, their morale skyrocketed after being shocked.

They were beside the wall of Uruk, shouting Yi Lin's rank:

"Caster!"

"Caster!"

"Caster!"

Not only the melee soldiers, but even the Uruk court priests were shocked by Yi Lin's hand.

In the future generations actually developed such an outrageous magic?

After a short while,

Thunder strikes a round.

Uruk City was unscathed.

"Kakka-"

On the city wall behind Uruk, a domineering turret was revealed from a hidden grid.

A total of three hundred and sixty special magic guided guns slammed into the enemy camp.

"Dingir (Seal of theocracy)!"

With the singing, circles of golden light rippled beside Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh at this moment looked like a **** descending to the earth, with a mighty spirit.

The Seal of Divine Power is the secret weapon of Uruk City's defense!

Three hundred and sixty rays, like laser cannons, fell on the enemy without aiming.

It's almost ten kilometers away in a blink of an eye.

Now there is no need to aim, the outside of Uruk is full of enemy troops, just a few random shots.

This time, the enemy seemed to have learned the lessons of the previous two.

They no longer disperse their forces and besiege from all sides.

Instead, he chose the direction of the flattest plain, gathered all the troops, and launched a strong general attack on Uruk City.

It seems to be saying that in this wave of attack, Uruk City must be leveled!

The ground is a herd of galloping animals.

Demon eyes grew on the herd.

The sky is a strange creature with wings and a fishy green gas all over it.

The air force and the army are pressing the border at the same time.

This order of magnitude far exceeds the number of soldiers in Uruk City.

But the next moment,

No one is afraid,

No one backed down,

No one trembles!

"Go, my fearless soldier, charge for Uruk, for "Hope", for the survival of mankind! "

On the city wall, Gilgamesh's face was cold, and with a big wave of his hand, he issued an order to charge.

charge!

The loud battle song sounded, and the neat army formations, taking firm steps, launched an assault on the plain.

After the death of the red hair, there were only three heroic spirits who were good at close combat on Uruk's side. They seemed to be the leaders of the soldiers, charging ahead.

Generally speaking, the apostle would never do such stupid things. But there is no way, the experience of the red hair is still vivid, and none of them don't want to. Gilgamesh randomly finds a reason to string them on a chain and hang them on the public, so as to show their example.

The thunderbolt ignited the horn of charge. This is like a signal, the alien army also launched an offensive.

After solving this wave of super-large magic tricks, Yi Lin was surprised, but his expression calmly returned to the city wall, staring at the six dark figures in the distance.

Today, the biggest challenge is not these miscellaneous soldiers, but the heroes on the opposite side!

Seven heroes!

The wave of Thunderbolt just now was obviously released by the magician heroic spirit on the opposite side. If Yi Lin had not possessed the magic to open the portal, this wave of attacks fell in Uruk City, and the death and injury would be incalculable. This kind of magic can not be easily released by human beings. Obviously, the heroic spirit on the opposite side is the heroic spirit with the utmost importance. It has also been strengthened by the Holy Grail and the heroic seat.

"How can it be?"

Yi Lin frowned, thinking about this question.

He did not forget that the reason they came here was because of Cesia von Einzbern. After coming to this era, Celia never appeared again, which also became a haze on the battlefield, which made people have to guard against.

Yes,

Yanfeng’s impartial response ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is not surprising.

It stands to reason that this is impossible.

The seven of them were summoned from Gilgamesh's Holy Grail.

But how did the other's seven heroes come from?

When the impossible has become possible, everything has become a reality.

Then, there must be a reason for this matter.

There must be some reason to explain this situation.

After eliminating all the impossible answers one by one, there is only one possibility left, even if it is absurd, outrageous, or exaggerated, it is most likely the only answer.

After a while,

Yi Lin suddenly realized: "In this era, there is a second Holy Grail!"