I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Shilang's expression was normal, without a hint of surprise.

Isn't it of course? The mechas are in a trapezoidal formation, but the warships are in a line. The performance is not mentioned, and the square formation alone has already lost.

"Sure, it really is like this... it's over! It's over! Kamland is going to be over! I, I don't want to die, Dad, where are you...wow...!"

Guinevere held her head and cried directly, with no image at all.

Shi Lang looked at her helplessly, you really love to cry, Guinevere.

Speaking of which, Guinevere was originally a timid crying lover. What made her strong enough to become the chief governor of the Eternal Dynasty?

Shilang remembered, it was all his spur of love!

"Wow..."

Shilang was annoyed by it. He didn't like to hear people cry, just as he didn't like crying.

Shi Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed Gui Ni Wei'er's hair, subconsciously trying to pull it fiercely, but seeing Gui Ni Wei'er's face full of tears of fear, his heart softened a bit, just a light tug.

"Wow...it hurts...what are you doing?" Guiniweier looked at Shi Lang with tears in her eyes.

"You really love to cry, Your Royal Highness."

"Because, because I'm afraid of death, I don't want to die..."

"But the more you cry, the greater the probability of death."

Guinevere was frightened, and quickly suffocated the tears that were about to come out of her eyes. She looked at Shi Lang eagerly and asked, "What should I do then?"

"Laugh," Shi Lang said with a smile: "Face the danger with a smile, and face the suffering with a smile. Maybe you can live on this way."

"How is this possible?"

"How can this be impossible? Because of a smile, but it will bring luck to the wind."

Shi Lang smiled, then turned around and ran away, with a sharp kick, he jumped out of the tower.

This caused Guinevere to be frightened and pale, so she hurried to the edge of the tower, looked down, and shouted, "Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro——"

I heard your voice.

Falling from a high altitude, Shiro slowly opened his eyes as he felt the flowing clouds passing across his face, and then spread his hands under him: "Durex, ON——"

In an instant, the rays of light rose from the meridian of the palm, like a long snake, along the arm in all directions, for a moment, making Shi Lang's arm like a loop of wire. That is a sign that the magic circuit of the body has been used, and the magic that has been sealed for a long time, the projection magic, has also been used.

As the long-lost projection magic was activated, a flying boat gradually emerged between Shi Lang's palms.

It is made of gold and emeralds, shaped like a flying boat, Vimana!

Although the projection magic gradually lost its effectiveness and was refrigerated by Shirou on the road against the Lord of Relief, Shirou's accuracy of projection magic far exceeded that of Shirou and Heroes.

Not only can he project the treasures of the sword, the armor of the gods, and the weapon of the stars, but also a copy of Gilgamesh's treasure house. Among them, Vimana is included.

Of course, this is also the reward for customs clearance that Gilgamesh presented to him during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Shiro sat on the throne of Vimana, connected to Vimana in his mind, and began to control Vimana.

As Vimana was controlled by Shiro, the swooping Vimana instantly made a V turn and rushed straight up.

With a sound of "shoo," Vimala rushed to the sky, and the updraft caused by the high-speed movement was even more like a wave. It lifted the long skirt of Guinevere, who had to stand on the tower, to let Gui Gui Nivelle quickly suppressed her long skirt.

And those white doves standing on the tower were also swept around by this updraft.

"Cuckoo..."

The white pigeons staggered, and finally stood firm, tilting their heads, and the little peasants reflected in the eyes of the Shiro driving Vimala, seemingly wondering what he had been attacked just now.

"Okay, awesome, isn't that an empty ship? Is Lord Shiro Fujimaru a holy apostle? However, among the twelve holy apostles, there is no Lord Shiro Fujimaru. But—"

Guinevere looked at Shirou on Vimala with shining eyes, "Your Excellency Fujimaru Shirou, really amazing."

Shiro drove Vimala straight towards the sea, and when he passed the steel mecha, sitting on the throne of the king, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

It was a crisp, neat snap.

With a "pop", the outlines of sixty-four swords appeared instantly around Vimala, which instantly solidified and turned into bright swords.

These sixty-four swords are not ordinary sharp swords, but the swords and magic swords that have left a brilliant name in human history and are enough to be called treasures.

However, these sacred soldiers, swords and demon swords, are like soldiers at the moment, loyally displayed in the two rows of Shirou, waiting for Shirou's orders.

"Pop."

There was another snapping finger, and then these swords were like missiles, shooting towards the steel mecha soldiers.

"Shoo, hoo--"

The sword fell like a rain curtain, and several steel mechas were shot into sieves. They collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Shilang's Vimala rushed into the sky, then made a circle, swooped down again, and then Shilang snapped his fingers again.

"Slap—"

Like the king's horn, the replicas of the sixty-four magic swords appeared again, shooting down, and several mecha soldiers were shot in riddles, hatred and sinking.

"Okay, amazing..."

Guinevere's mouth opened slightly when she looked at it, and she was very surprised. The twelve apostles in the legend are no better than this, right?

Several dives in succession caused De Shilang to sink more than half of the mechas, and the remaining mechas also realized the problem.

Especially the Gundam, which is like a red lotus, which Guini Weier called a crossbow-class battleship, has set his sights on Shilang.

When De Shilang dived down again, Honglian's Crossbow-class battleship suddenly drew its long sword, and a magical slash slammed towards Vimala.

"Danger!"

Whether it was Guinevere on the Tower of Pure White, or the soldiers on the warship, the soldiers who were close at hand, their hearts raised their throats and screamed in their hearts.

This blow can't be avoided!

The wind is hunting, but Shirou's demeanor is flat and calm.

"Cuckoo."

The white dove on the pure white tower bounced twice, Shirou’s expression was flat, and under his control, Vimala was like a flying bird. At an extremely unbelievable angle, it rotated on the volley, and the wings were actually attached to the sword's edge, facing towards Guren's Crossbow-class battleship flew straight away.

"How could..."