I Will Rewrite Your Fate

"boom!!!!"

The land where the city of Westminster is located has once again suffered an explosion that is enough to smooth the entire city. The earth was divided, the sky was gloomy, it was like the end of the world. The blast wind and strong air currents further damaged the city.

If the Cavaliers did not drive the people of this city into the air-raid shelter for evacuation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

And at the center of this blast and air current, a magic circle that was on the verge of fragmentation was struggling to sustain it. Everyone gritted their teeth and tried their best to repair and maintain the effect of the magic circle.

As early as when the giant hand on the right shoulder of the fire on the right held the lightsaber, the Arniss troop and the Amakusa-style members had assembled the strength of all members and began to create a magic shield that could protect them.

The water behind sent Virian in just before the shield was fully deployed.

Before, it was Shencrahuo Weaving that shot too fast, and they didn't have time to react at all. But at any rate, they can also be called elite magicians. They are powerless in front of the fire on the right, but it is not a problem to gather the power of so many people to block the aftermath caused by the enemy's attack.

They knew that they and others would never see clearly the firing movement of the fire on the right. They also understand that they and others have now become hostages to threaten Xie Mingyong. This makes them very unwilling.

Especially the members of the Amakusa style, watching the pope that they and others have been following were instantly knocked into the air, and the life or death of them is unknown, they still took part in the construction of the magic shield.

Because their Amakusa-style concept is ‘reach out a hand of salvation to the deserted’, here are the Agnes troops, here are the knight commanders who are seriously injured, and here there is Inticus.

As long as there are people who need their strength, they will not give up hope easily!

The situation of Agnes' troops is even simpler and clearer. Xie Ming accepted them and helped them get a home where they can live freely. Then the lives of all 252 people in their Yanis army will be used by Xie Ming.

Xie Ming gave them only one most important instruction: trust him.

Then all the members of the Yanis army would believe in Xie Ming. Even if they knew the power of the fire on the right was so powerful, they would still believe Xie Ming.

The worst result is that everyone died together, which is a big deal.

But before Xie Ming was truly defeated, Yanis' troops would work hard to survive to witness the miracles Xie Ming brought to them.

Xie Ming has never let down other people's trust in him.

"Quickly draw a knife and cut."

A cold and sharp knife light flashed, and the frantic and violent air current was indistinguishable from the paper in front of the knife light. The light of the knife split the wind, opening up a not too big safe zone for Yanis and the others.

"Yo, everyone, I've been waiting for a long time."

The blade held by his right hand appeared white and translucent in the afterglow of the moon. The simple inscription on the knife flickered slightly, as if a creature was breathing.

In his left hand, he was carrying a sturdy man who was completely unconscious, like a rag. When she saw him, Vivian couldn't help her legs softening and tears fell.

"He is not dead, but the situation is still relatively dangerous. If he doesn't get treatment quickly, even if he has both the constitution of a saint and a virgin, he won't be able to resist it."

He casually dispelled the remaining god-killing power in the water behind, and Xie Ming placed it on the ground with a calm tone.

"As for the split, you don't have to worry. She is not dead yet, but she is temporarily unable to move. You now take the water from the rear and evacuate towards the southeast by 50 degrees, and you can see her."

"Retreat now."

"...Yes, I wish Lord Xie Ming, Wuyun will be prosperous!"

"Xie Ming..."

Inticus came over silently, grabbed the corner of Xie Ming's clothes with her little hand, and lowered her head.

"...It's okay." Xie Ming gently squeezed the baby's fat face with the ribbon of Intiq, and Xie Ming showed a gentle smile: "Trust me, okay?"

Looking at Xie Ming's smiling face, the sadness, anxiety, and worry in the silver-haired nun's emerald green eyes slowly disappeared. She patted Xie Ming's hand and grind her teeth. But in the end, he showed a smile.

An innocent smile that can move people's hearts incomparably.

"Go back early!"

"Um."

Watching Intiqs catch up with Yanis and the others, Xie Ming turned his head and looked at the red-haired man in front of him, his expression slowly becoming calm and cold.

"Wow, terrible."

The fire on the right still carried a relaxed smile, and said arrogantly: "Will you look at this uncle with this look? You should be grateful to this uncle, right?

"How about it, in Buckingham Palace, you should get what this uncle wants, right?"

"This is what you're talking about?"

Xie Ming squinted his eyes and took out a small cylinder from Kabuto. On the pillar of the cylinder, there are various letters that can be turned like a combination lock. At both ends, there is a white cross.

"Yes, this is it."

Regarding Xie Ming's knowledge, the fire on the right laughed with satisfaction: "If you give it to me, I can let go of the clutter behind you..."

"Ding!"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Ming's eyes instantly turned into emerald green. And with the crisp sound of glass breaking, the remote control psychic outfit that controlled Inticus was completely turned into a piece of debris.

"..."

Looking at the fragments in this place, the fire on the right was silent.

"I really don't know where your self-confidence comes from. I think I'll give you this thing that controls Inticus."

Shaking his head, Xie Ming calmly looked at the man in front of him.

"Through luck, you have gained power that is difficult for others to possess, but after all, you can't change the nature of your waste. Even if you use high-sounding words, you can't conceal your inner ugliness."

"When you look at a person, a pure and innocent girl as a prop, you are already disqualified. When you are ready to involve so many peaceful people in war and hatred, you are already unworthy. I have this right hand that symbolizes the authority of God."

"Magic suppresses the progress of mankind. The magician uses his own arrogance to corrode mankind. The devil uses his power to transform the world arbitrarily. You are all abnormal and poison the world."

"While poisoning the world and mankind, he also used a high-sounding excuse to claim that his behavior was'salvation'. Heh..."

"Bitch, don't hang the torii. I'm afraid I will spit it out."

"Really.... That's it..."

Slowly raising his head, the fire on the right showed a cruel smile: "It seems that before my uncle saves the world, the first thing to eliminate is the distortion of your world."

"Don't worry, this uncle will kill the group of miscellaneous fish first, and then the entire Academy City. Finally, I will take care of you slowly."

"Everyone can say big things."

Xie Ming sneered, and the scarlet killing intent began to wrap around his body.

"Don't just talk about it, trash."

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