I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"Yes, I am Ashborne's successor - Gulanid Ashborne."

Along with Qingxuan, no, Gulanid's answer, a whisper came from the mouth of the "beast".

"——Ask me about the name of the angel."

"If you can't answer, let me peel it off!"

Everyone, whether they had answered or not, fell into silence. They did not answer the question. One person came out, and he was Matou Shinji, whose pseudonym was Shen Zhong.

"Aradiah."

In an instant, the "beast" stopped moving, and an expression of disbelief appeared on Gulanid's face.

"You, how do you know."

"I was blind, but I didn't expect that I got it right. I'm so lucky. I bought a lottery ticket immediately after I went out."

Shenji smiled exaggeratedly, but his expression looked hypocritical.

"Since I answered it correctly, should you hand over the inheritance to me? So, you probably won't agree."

"Of course, Ashborn can only be inherited by me. This is my inheritance ceremony, by stripping off your magic seal!!!"

It was too late when the magicians realized the danger, and the roar sounded again, echoing in the empty atrium.

Upon hearing the roar, the magicians covered their ears and fell to their knees in pain. Although they knew that the roar of the "beast" could stop the operation of the magic seal, no one except Heine had experienced what it felt like. Now they know that it is the greatest pain and torture for a magician. No one wants to experience that feeling of weakness and being at the mercy of others again.

"Damn, this range... is resonance!!! I should have thought of it earlier, the entire stripped city is a sound amplifier."

Because the magic seal has not yet fully resumed operation, Heine was much less affected than other magicians. Also because of an experience, he discovered the secret of the Strip City earlier.

Abnormalities have existed from the beginning. The empty halls, closed corridors, and empty marble floors are all designed to form a tuning fork covering the entire city, amplifying the "voice" of the beast to the extreme.

"Oh? Have you discovered it yet?" Gulanid glanced at Heine in surprise, "As expected of me, no, I am the person Qingxuan values ​​the most. As you said, this city was founded by Ashub Built with the secret method of grace. As long as I want, I can make her voice appear in every corner at any time. There is no magician who can beat me here."

"Haha, are you so confident?"

Shinji chuckled and stood up from the floor. Gulanid's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

"you you--"

"What am I? There is a big difference between the Eastern mystical system and Western magic. Most of the Eastern inheritance does not pass through magic engraving. Without the effect of stopping magic engraving, the remaining spiritual impact is not worth mentioning at all. Only children under the age of ten will fall victim to this trick.”

The child refers to Rosalind. The Istari family's mark was engraved on Heine. Rosalind was not engraved. The reason why she fell was because of the spiritual impact in the voice.

"I don't know if it's Gulanid or someone from Qingxuan. Do you still have confidence now?"

Shinji said as he took out the silver gloves from his pocket and put them on leisurely. A signal was revealed silently - the equipment that was not my own could seriously injure your supporter. Now I put on my own equipment, how long do you think you can sustain it?

Such an arrogant tone naturally aroused Gulanid's anger.

"Don't be too proud, boy! Ashbourne's secret method has just begun!"

"Come on, come on, I just want to see it." Shenji raised his hand provocatively.

"Adela, peel off the city, open the door!"

With this call, the castle door opened, and then, the angels in the entire city came to life, and countless incorporeal bodies floated out.

Statues, columns, ceilings, floors, murals...

From the moment they step into this city, everyone can feel that something is watching them, but they can't find the source. Now they know the source of the sight, the true identity of this city of angels.

It's a spirit body.

However, it is not a complete soul, but a stripped part of the soul. In Taoist terms, the "soul" that supports the spirit and the "po" that supports the body are clearly separated, and it is the "po" that lingers on the earth.

What appears here is "Po", which records the energy of the personality pattern during life.

Over the past hundred years, countless magicians have visited here with hope, but only a few have successfully walked out. The rest have been killed, the magic seals have been stripped off as raw materials for repair, and their spirits have been bound in the angel statue. It became Ashbourne's prop and the source of energy that supported the entire "Split City".

Angels are spiritual bodies, and the angels in the Strip City are the same number of tombstones.

Wraith spirits kept emerging, filling the entire atrium in the blink of an eye.

"Bite it, and you will soon become one of them."

Gulanid, who revealed his trump card, laughed wildly, but within two seconds of laughing, Shenji's voice rang out again.

"Boring, I thought I would see something interesting, but it turned out to be this kind of rubbish - don't you know that among the three major religions in the world, Buddhism is the best at saving the souls of the dead?"

When the Buddha's light suddenly appeared, the resentment around Shen Er was like ice that had been splashed with boiling water, falling apart without leaving a trace.

"Of course I know, but after saving these undead souls, how much power do you have left?"

"Well, this is indeed a bit troublesome, but it's just trouble, right? Gray."

Shenji's words first made Gulanid happy. He already hated this man who had ruined his good deeds many times, and he had to get rid of this damn bastard spirit. However, with the next sentence, his heart lifted again.

What? He's not the only one who can move? Anyone else?

Looking past the illusory spirit body and looking at the angel statue, the girl in the cloak still fell to the ground, shaking all over.

"Hmph, bluff."

"Hey, Gray! It's your turn..."

"..." Still no response.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed past, cutting all the spirits in its path into two and hitting the girl's head mercilessly.

"Get up, get up, coward Grey."

It's Ard, and it's gone from "Battle Ram" mode back to "Reaper of Souls".

"It's work. Those who don't work have nothing to eat."

I don't know if it was because of the pain on her forehead or the stimulation in Yade's words, but the girl finally stood up unsteadily, leaning on the sickle blade.

"What can you do in this state?"

Seeing the girl's pale face and fearful expression, Gulanid became more and more disdainful.

In response, Shinji just smiled slightly.

"You'd better not underestimate her. She is the tombkeeper of 'that' cemetery. She is a real expert on spiritual bodies."

PS: How dare you dismiss Britain’s ultimate magic? This will let you see the terrifying power of "Artoria is ready for dinner"!

PS2: At the end of today, the adulterer is another year older. According to the false years, the adulterer has entered the ranks of 3. Alas, old man, old man - well, I still don’t have a girlfriend, and I don’t know if I can get rid of it next year. Shan, I will inevitably get scolded when I go back to my hometown tomorrow. It's so pitiful. I get a headache just thinking about it. Why doesn't any girl like me?

PS3: Finally, I wish everyone a Happy New Year.