Chapter 932 [Grand Caster] Magic King Solomon

The golden light illuminated the dark earth, showing its sacred and inviolable demeanor.

After being wrapped in the golden barrier, the dark bottomless abyss on the ground squirmed several times, and more tentacles stretched out from it.

But no matter how hard it tried, it could not break through the barrier and extend its tentacles into the barrier, and finally had to disappear from the spot unwillingly.

And inside the barrier, without the support of the dark abyss, Hercules broke all the dark tentacles in a few seconds.

"... About half of the body was contaminated, but this degree is nothing."

The man in the magic robe looked at the sturdy man wrapped in the barrier, and made a calm comment, then stretched out his hand and wiped it slightly, and the barrier dissipated, allowing Hercules to return to the ground.

"Berserker! That's great...!"

Illya came back to her senses from her astonishment, and after seeing Hercules, who was barely intact, she showed a look of obvious relief on her face.

Although half of Hercules' body was entangled by the dark curse, those curses were just rootless duckweed and could be completely cleared up later. He was not completely swallowed up and could still be saved.

"Who are you?"

The silver-haired girl then looked at the man in the magic robe who suddenly appeared, with a slightly alert look in her eyes.

It was a man with silver hair.

His pupils were striking red, and his eyes seemed to flash with endless wisdom. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, with a calmness and composure that transcended everything.

He was not tall, about 1.8 meters, with slightly dark skin, and his appearance was close to that of an Asian and a European. He was wearing a red and white magic robe.

It is worth mentioning that he had a ring on each of his ten fingers, a total of ten silver rings.

Although he could not distinguish his true identity, for some reason, the first moment Illya saw him, she felt like a commoner meeting a king, and she did not dare to show any disrespect from the bottom of her heart, which made her very alert.

"Don't be nervous, girl of artificial life form."

The silver-haired man seemed to see her vigilance,

so he comforted her a little and said bluntly: "I am a servant of the Caster class. The purpose of coming here is to form an alliance with you. My master and I need the power of the great hero Hercules. What do you think?"

He told Illya his purpose very directly.

Even if he came to seek an alliance, there was no trace of inquiry on his face. He was still as calm as a bystander, as if he was not the one who came here.

"Alliance? You need it too?"

Illya was stunned. She didn't expect this at all, and asked back in surprise.

"Yes, you should understand that this Holy Grail War is not ordinary. If you want to fulfill my master's wish, my strength alone is not enough. I have seen the ending with my eyes."

The silver-haired man looked down at the silver-haired girl, as if he had seen through all the future, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

"This is also a good thing for you and the hero. After all, there are wolves in front and tigers behind." As he said this, he looked at both sides. In front was the "black shadow" of the imaginary creation that could not be seen. And behind was the devilish young man who took the initiative to walk out from the cemetery. Both of them have an absolute advantage over Illya and Berserker. No matter which side they run into, the final outcome will not be much better. "...Okay, I promise you!" Illya looked at the front and knew that she had no choice, so she gritted her teeth and agreed to the other party's proposal. "The right choice." The silver-haired man nodded calmly and then stretched out his hand. With just a flash of magic, as if it was as simple as using a small section of magic, a dark space channel appeared in front of Illya and Berserker. Then, the space channel floated over and quickly wrapped the two of them in. After the channel disappeared, the master and servant also disappeared from the spot. Ryuxia was indifferent. Although the shadow fluctuated for a moment, it quickly returned to calm.

"... a little unexpected."

Ryuxia ignored the two who disappeared, but stared at the silver-haired man with a slightly stern look.

"To be honest, I never thought that a magic ritual like the Holy Grail War could actually summon a Grand Heroic Spirit. I really learned something new."

Grand Heroic Spirit.

Those were the seven knights at the top of the seven classes, selected by the Root himself. They were a device used to protect human principles and a means for restraining the power to fight against the great disaster of primates - human evil, that is, the evil of mankind.

Because they were Heroic Spirits at the top of each class, there was no doubt that each of them had a very high level, standing at the peak of each era, and was far more powerful than ordinary Heroic Spirits.

According to what Ryuxia knew in Chaldea, among the seven Grand Heroic Spirits, only Grand Assassin - the first generation of the old man in the mountains, and Grand Caster - the magic king Solomon had actually appeared.

These two people were encountered by Chaldea in the past journey to repair the singularity, so there are records of them in Chaldea. Ryuxia has also read them before, so she knows the existence of these two champion heroic spirits.

And now, the man who appeared in front of him was one of the two crowned heroic spirits he knew.

Among all the heroic spirits of the Caster class, they also enjoy the title of the highest title. The king of ancient Israel, legend has it that he received the miracle given by God and ruled the world with wisdom, the king of magic - Solomon.

Even in the world of magic, this king has extraordinary significance.

He universalized magic, a mystery belonging to the realm of gods, and made magic a mystery that humans can master. He is a figure known to everyone in the magic world, and his legacy has been passed down to modern times.

"However, the appearance of crowned heroic spirits is usually accompanied by the manifestation of human evil, and they are not existences that can be summoned by magicians."

Liu Xia looked directly at Solomon, her eyes narrowed slightly, "In other words, you are probably using ordinary spirit bases now, right?"

He said that he was a Caster class servant and had a Master.

He was probably the one who had arranged such a battle at Ryudou Temple and scared Matou Zouken away from there. Other than that, it was hard to say that there was anyone whose magic could put Liusha to shame.

But this means that he did not come down as a Crowned Servant, but was summoned by a certain magician as a member of the Holy Grail War.

When human evil appears in the world, the crowned heroic spirit will obey the command of the inhibitory force and use the crowned spirit base to actively appear in the world. Only in this way can it be regarded as a crowned servant.

And if it is summoned by someone, generally speaking, it is impossible to have a crown spiritual base. Most of what it has is an ordinary spiritual base, that is, an ordinary servant with a crown title.