Chapter 505

And he is also fighting, the more he practices the will of the Holy King, the stronger he becomes.

Growing stronger at every moment.

If the man in front of him had turned into the complete form in front of him at the beginning, there would still be a possibility of defeating him with absolute power scale.

By now, now that his power scale has been raised to the Third Third Tier 4 limit.

Even a near-god can't take a few of his swords.

This is the terror of a servant, even if he is far from the pseudo-servant state, only counting as a phantom spirit level.

"Still can't..."

Arima Kishou smiled miserably.

Why exactly.

Why is the man in front of him so strong.

Although the power scale is less than one-seventeenth of his, even if he put in a hundred or a thousand times the output, he couldn't shake that light, ethereal, and holy sword light.

Overwhelming strength.

Absolute weight that cannot be shaken, absolute weight like a god.

Even though his power also comes from a god.

No way.

Can only do that...

"Run..."

Arima Kishou finally made up his mind, inserted one hand into his abdomen, and amidst the sound of flesh tearing, pulled out a metal box from his abdomen.

A large amount of green blood overflowed from his mouth, but he was still suffering from great pain, and opened the metal box.

Inside was a heart.

A heart that was even constantly beating, incomparably fresh.

Even the top doctors would praise its perfect heart.

"Use all your strength and escape as soon as possible. A person like you shouldn't die here."

Arima Kishou tore open his chest and stuffed the heart into his chest cavity fiercely.

The original plan was that after he or others sublimated into the prototype of the old king, the heart would be placed in it, so that the last old king, Carthage, who once slaughtered the kings, would revive from himself to end everything.

In this way, this world would not need much sacrifice.

The last embers of their world could also continue to extend in this world.

Yes.

Arima Kishou never believed in any paradise plan.

He knew everything from beginning to end, because as the strongest 【Perfected Human】, the remnants of the kings had been paying attention to him, and their whispers had been lingering in his ears.

Leading to the fact that he didn't dare to reveal the matter of obtaining the 【Heart of Carthage】 to anyone, just silently and firmly pushing the plan.

But this world is too strong.

Really too strong.

Not only strong in the top extraordinary people fighting in the sky, but also in the fact that even the lowest level has strong possibilities.

Thousands of people combined to cast that kind of magic array, which could explode with power a hundred or a thousand times the sum, and could withstand a blow of his maximum output.

Simply a miraculous system.

If their world had this system, the Evil God disaster would never have broken out.

As a result, what he faced was such a miracle, leading to the fact that he couldn't even let one person complete sublimation, and could only use himself as a carrier.

In this way, what revived in him in the end was only a powerful and hungry beast.

Only after satisfying that hunger would the rationality of the last king, Carthage, return.

The number of people sacrificed would be a huge number ten or a hundred times larger.

Vision is blurring, consciousness is constantly sinking, constantly merging into the vast will like the sea, like the deep abyss.

Finally, the moment before his self dissipated, he smiled bitterly at a woman's entrustment.

"Sorry, I'm really a useless man."

283. The figure before blocking the god, Susanoo wearing a Buddha!

No matter how complicated, sad, and desperate the man named Arima Kishou was in his heart.

In the eyes of the Holy King's knight Hikigaya, everything was just in an instant.

The man who tore open his bone armor chest and placed a heart into it was instantly covered by the dense flesh and blood that erupted, and a vast, desolate, yet hungry and crazy aura gestated within it.

In an instant, countless granulation buds spiraled around each other, forming a tumor with a diameter of more than three meters, quietly squirming, like a huge beating heart.

Why is everyone uglier than the last?

This sentence appeared in his mind, and he soon shook his head.

The Holy King's knight cannot judge people by their appearance.

(A certain Shu: Holy shit, why is a dashing man like Arima Kishou so ugly now? Sure enough, the old days system is poisonous.)

In his spiritual perception, although the other party was in the abyss of despair, he did not give up the light and always had some persistence.

Of course, no reason is an excuse for the other party to kill the innocent.

So, he originally intended to give the other party a battle of his best, and then execute him.

However...

"With this level of aura, it seems that ordinary attacks can't handle it."

Looking solemnly at the flesh cocoon that squirmed and collided like a beating heart, the glorious knight held the cross sword and lowered his body.

Silver brilliance lit up on his body surface, fluorescence overflowed, dancing in the sky, gradually rising, forming a special effect like a gas flame.

Invisible fluctuations spread out, directly attracting the attention of the brothers on the distant high-rise buildings searching for invaders.

An eagle-eye magic was used, and a scream that was high-pitched and out of tune rang out.

"Holy shit, Noble Phantasm release?!!!"

"Damn it, hurry up and use eagle eye, that glorious knight can use a Noble Phantasm!!!"

Yes.

Even if it's only at the phantom spirit level, it doesn't even count as a shadow servant. After being able to withstand the power of the Third Third Tier 4 limit, he also activated the Noble Phantasm 【Unbroken Holy Spirit】.

Can't release a light cannon, but as a single-target Noble Phantasm, the strength is very high.

Even if he, a Third Third Tier 4, uses it, it is enough to instantly evaporate the flesh embryo in front of him, and blow away all the remnants.

Just as he was about to release the Noble Phantasm...

"I am the Scarlet King!!!"

On the horizon in the distance.

The sound of countless men, women, and children overlapping swept over, and quickly spread to the whole world, declaring the arrival of God.

The air froze.

The brothers on the building were all quiet, looking numbly at the scarlet on the horizon.

Again?

Don't you gods ever take a break?

Creak.

Amidst the crisp metal collision sound, Hikigaya, who was heavy in his eyes, put away his sword and stood up.

"It seems that this blow can only be left for those things."

He looked at the blood-red horizon with a solemn tone, feeling the majesty of God rippling layer by layer, threw out a light rope to tie the flesh embryo, and turned into a stream of light toward the distance.

He must go to the battlefield over there, but this kind of dangerous thing cannot be left in the city.

He has read quite a few light novels anyway, and that's how many big pits are created.

At the same time.

"Really a god? An existence in the mythological realm of the second step that has condensed its true name."

Federation.

Feeling the familiar majesty spreading from the horizon, the heads of the chaebols groaned in despair.

King, don't play with me.

Unlike Vermouth's guess, the old king is not a newbie who just achieved godhood, but an existence that has condensed its true name and stepped into the second step. ===== CHAPTER 506 =====