Chapter 322 Arthur Pendragon and the Command Seal

(2-in-1)

"Do your will."

Roland, who was clearly gentle before, but now suddenly entered the state, has a ruthless demeanor, even though he knows that this behavior of the other party stems from his personality, not because he is truly ruthless. Princess Alice still showed a helpless expression.

The lines on her face softened, and she suddenly showed a gentle and loving smile. She made a face at Roland, and then like an ordinary girl, she chose clothes that she liked in the wardrobe.

She had rarely been treated so calmly by someone who didn't care about her identity or experience. Those people had fear, desire, and pity, but she had never treated 'Alice' herself so calmly.

After ignoring his domineering and dangerous style, Roland's equal respect caused a different kind of ripples in Princess Alice's heart.

Although they did decide to surrender to each other, such a strange way of meeting

Isn’t it Stockholm complex?

Princess Alice thought about this word with some trouble, stretched out her hands, and straightened the white knee-high socks on her legs.

After a while, when the curtains were completely opened again, Roland was already sitting on the small white round table, drinking black tea, waiting for Princess Alice.

"There should be no problem in hosting the summoning ceremony, right?"

"I am very confident in the current situation, but even so, I still recommend that you find a group of witches. Whether it is summoning or looking for clues, it will be very helpful."

As a top witch, Princess Alice also pointed out the omissions in Roland's plan.

"Although according to the rituals of the Holy Grail War, witches do not play a big role, because the accurate holy relics often point directly to the object the summoner hopes for, but according to you, the object called Saber should have many possibilities. Yes, but the one with the deepest connection with the holy relic in your hand may not necessarily be in line with your ideas, right?"

"That's true. But in the rituals of the Holy Grail War, fate itself is the most critical issue. Can witches play a role?"

Roland asked strangely while holding the teacup.

He really doesn't like Saber's character very much, but if he uses it as a backup, considering that the opponent is easily calculated, he can barely accept it.

"As expected, you still don't understand...if you keep your eyes on the sky, you will ignore some flowers in the dust."

Although Princess Alice did not have much practice in the witch's job of summoning gods due to personal physical reasons, her understanding was very deep.

Therefore, she also corrected some misunderstandings in Roland's thinking.

"In most rituals to summon gods, although there is a catalyst as a positioning, this positioning is too weak for the myth. In the absence of a miko, the success rate is not high. This is why."

"The role of a witch is to use her spiritual vision and blood to pray, create a virtual shadow of the god, inject similar concepts, and serve as an auxiliary positioning function. For example, the God of Steel sings about his deeds of killing dragons and snakes. , the god of war, chants his glory and achievements, and on the premise of producing this virtual image of disobedience, and in conjunction with the holy relics, can the god of disobedience be called."

"The same is true for the Holy Grail War. The Catalyst only fixed a character image, but you can still rely on the miko to add concepts."

"I see……"

Roland suddenly realized.

"In other words, although the miko can't decide who is coming, she can help me eliminate the unwanted ones, right?"

"exactly.

"

"Excellent, Alice, I am indeed right to choose you."

While giving compliments skillfully, Roland smiled thoughtfully.

"——Then, please summon me with the concept of salvation and victory."

Under these conditions, it is unlikely that the person coming is Saber. However, now, Roland doesn't know who it is, but it doesn't matter. From the choice of concept, it can be seen that he is just a greedy summoner. It’s just a Heroic Spirit’s Noble Phantasm.

"Then, please give the order to gather the shrine maiden group. The concept of relying on me alone is too weak."

Although he said before that he was not interested in witches, Saya Gongxin was not surprised when faced with Roland's order for the witches to gather. The devil is a willful thing. Even if he is really not interested, who would let him go and give it to his mouth? Where's the meat on the side?

Because they had been prepared for it, soon, in the large and simple palace, the witches gathered together.

Even though they knew what time it was, they still talked quietly.

This group of girls has different races, different personalities, and different hobbies. The only reason why they come together is because of what they have in common.

They are all witches with psychic vision.

Because the king's orders are gathered here to summon the god of disobedience.

There were hundreds of outstanding girls who were enough to dazzle anyone, but the enchanting young man sitting on the throne glanced at them with his usual indifferent attitude. Everyone's name and ability flashed in his mind.

The invisible magic power spread, and he gently sensed the status of the Yuan witches below to prevent them from causing trouble during the summoning process. After making sure that no one was doing anything secretly, Roland clapped his hands, and his gentle voice full of magnetism sounded like The ringing sound like pearls falling to the ground resounded in the empty and silent hall.

"Start preparations."

When Roland cast his gaze, these witches stopped talking and instead knelt down respectfully, waiting for the king's order.

As the pride of heaven with spiritual vision, they can not only touch areas that ordinary magicians cannot touch, but the outstanding ones are more likely to be blessed by gods. It is precisely because of this that they must be sensitive to noble existences. many.

When Roland looked at them, some of the witches had begun to tremble uncontrollably. The deepest, most primitive, and most arrogant darkness in the sea of ​​​​minds of the collective human consciousness came from the purest and most noble faith. The most pious absolute light, the war flag pointing to eternal victory, and the authority of the God-King controlling the sky, all of these made them feel suffocated.

This is because Roland did not deliberately expand his breath. Otherwise, even if a girl fainted on the spot, it would not be impossible for her to become a vegetative state.

Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing. Even Qingqiuin Ena, who was entrusted with important tasks, did not dare to act rashly and pry at this time, otherwise her tiny soul might be crushed directly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In this atmosphere, the only person who could still answer Roland's questions was the smiling Princess Alice. As a family member who had already accepted Roland, and coupled with her own unparalleled qualifications, she still seemed at ease.

The next moment, with Princess Alice as the leader, a warm and powerful majesty surrounded the palace along with majestic chants. Amidst the sweet prayers, Roland also activated the magic circle in front of him, and began the long-awaited start. The second call.

The flowing wave of light starts from the bottom, rises slowly, and flows back with a dense white mist.

Although there were no rivers or water veins for support, they moved forward slowly with the power and attitude of destroying everything. This was a direct manifestation of Roland's concept of magical support. He was the never-ending source of these golden tides.

The golden rivers are winding and entwining, seemingly swallowing each other and merging together, but they are only a few steps apart, and they go around without interfering with each other. They are like an army with forbidden orders, arriving at their destination in an orderly manner. position.

This is the second ring of the magic circle based on the entire city!

Amakasu Touma, who was on the edge of Tokyo, looked at this miraculous scene and let out a long sigh. This was the helplessness of mortals facing gods.

Yes, there are no words to describe the scene at this moment except for miracles.

From Gu Zhan’s perspective, those golden currents are clearly the essence of terrifying magic power. Even the positions of some magic associations that have been passed down for thousands of years will not be so terrifying. Even if they are far away, Amaka Touma can still feel it. Discomfort coming from the body.

The aura emanating from the magic essence has begun to transform the ancient city of Tokyo, making it more suitable for a mysterious existence.

Just thinking of this, Touma Amakasu couldn't help but smile bitterly. After this wayward demon king left, their official history compilation committee didn't know how many casualties and resources they would have to spend to solve the problem caused by the mysterious spread. has changed.

After all, the environment here is only suitable for mysterious survival, not for magicians.

Too strong magic power may cause some spiritual objects to mutate, which is what Neon often calls fusangshen, or it is not impossible for some legendary spirits of heaven and earth to appear, but this does not mean that magicians can be suitable.

How could the innate qualities of people living in the Age of Gods be comparable to those of modern magicians?

The high magic power environment they are suitable for is just poison to modern magicians. These violent magic powers will arbitrarily impact magicians who dare to come here, threatening their magic circuits and even their lives, just like ordinary people. It's like staying in a pure oxygen environment.

Amakasu Touma thinks that his strength is still top-notch today. Even ordinary god-slayers may not be able to detect the aura that he is hiding with all his strength. But in this environment, he still feels that he is weak, let alone other magic. Master.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but worry about the witches in the palace. Among them, there were several talents who were very important to Neon. When he thought of this, Amaka Touma's face became uncertain. .

But when things got to this point, it was impossible for Neon as a country to resist the Demon King. All he could do was to pray silently in his heart that the proud Demon King had really taken some protective measures.

In fact, if Amaka Touma could see the current situation in the palace, he would realize that he was completely over-worrying. With a character like Roland who wants to control every detail, how could he not have thought of this?

The incarnation of the guardian of order is not as useful as a boy in terms of giving power to others, but it is more than enough as a safe insurance. Most of the witches are not even aware of the huge changes that have taken place now, and they just look at it curiously. With the white light on my body representing protection, I felt that the air was much fresher and my steps became lighter.

Roland scanned the situation of the witches below, not missing every subtle expression on their faces, and nodded silently in his heart.

Well, his hard work has lived up to it. The blessing from the gods and the imitation of the environment of the Age of Gods are really appropriate.

Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the ground, Roland's figure floated into the air, and orange flames burned the roof above into nothingness, allowing him to overlook the scene below without any hindrance.

The golden current passed through the earth's veins, buildings, and palaces, and finally converged into a magnificent picture. From Roland's perspective, this was almost the same as the summoning ceremony of the Holy Grail War, with only some minor adjustments.

Roland raised the corners of his lips and sneered, but his eyes were extremely hot.

The main reason why he agreed to the summons of Princess Alice's witches, besides using this environment similar to the Age of Gods to provide a layer of insurance for summoning heroic spirits, was another more important thing.

The meeting from the Dark Sacrifice allowed him to understand the nature of part of the world. The Dark Sacrifice separates the gods from the human world and can only appear in a disobedient way like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. This is the Hall of Valor in disguise. , the summoning ritual is the summoning circle of the Holy Grail War, and the inspired witches and sacrifices are the effects of replacing the holy relics.

The main reason why he agreed to the summons of Princess Alice's witches, besides using this environment similar to the Age of Gods to provide a layer of insurance for summoning heroic spirits, was another more important thing.

Since then, all the necessities have been gathered and completed, so how can the key things be missing?

The back of Roland's hand began to become scorching hot, and red lines began to roam on his hand. The Dark Sacrifice, which was originally used as an auxiliary, was actually restrained and began to pour a large amount of magic power into Roland's body. , and instantly made up for the consumption of his previous use of protection and casting circles.

The Dark Sacrifice is a great ritual from the world. In other words, at this moment, Roland has obtained the magic power instilled by the great source of the entire God Killer World!

A large amount of magic power was injected into Roland's body and concentrated on the back of his hand.

Command Seals are also part of the Holy Grail War and must be tried.

Yes, Pandora, the leader of the Dark Festival, proposed a deal when she met Roland, allowing Roland to become a thug facing fate, but was Roland not using Pandora?

The revered Earth Mother God simply could not understand the power of knowledge, let alone what the wisdom of another world meant.

Because she was very confident that even this demon king from another world could not break the dark sacrifice that bound the gods.

Indeed, even Roland would have a headache and find it very troublesome to destroy such a reliable thing, but using the backdoor of this sophisticated ritual is completely different.

You know, the Holy Grail War is the most praised. It is not that it can connect to the Hall of Valor with suppressive power and summon heroic spirits, but it is a magic crystal created by using the accumulation of spiritual veins to create absolute control over heroic spirits with a mortal body - -Command Seal!

His original command spell was somewhat ineffective against these heroic spirits who descended among the Godslayers.

But the power from the Great Source of the World itself is different. Roland's skills in the engraving of Magiri were sublimated to its peak.

This is the miracle of commanding gods and the world from a mortal body!

But even so, the back of his hand was like a bottomless pit, constantly swallowing up the torrent of magic power. Two of the three original clear patterns on the Command Seals had faded away, leaving only one that was crumbling.

At this time, the girl's frustrated moans also came from the void. The magic power from the Dark Festival finally stopped, but Roland stopped absorbing it.

The aura on his body began to become ethereal but heavy, exuding infinite charm but also carrying a whisper that made people crazy. His eyes were so bright that it was impossible to distinguish between iris and pupil, like a piece of delicate crystal. , with the majesty of Guao.

On the back of his hand, a red pattern with a colorful halo echoed with Roland's breathing.

There is an invisible big bell that is knocking heavily in the heart of each witch. They lie on the ground and chant the end of the blessing.

"Finally, these eyes have almost reached their peak, and all conditions are ready."

While sighing, Roland looked at the figure that was slowly walking out of the torrent of magic mist that should be his main purpose, but was somewhat ignored by him.

Among all the witches, the figure looked very tall and similar in stature to Roland. She was wearing close-fitting silver armor and a hood, so her appearance could not be clearly seen.

As if noticing Roland's condescending gaze, the figure took off his hood, revealing his entire face.

With her short blond hair and green pupils, she looks very much like the Saber face Roland remembers, but there are some differences that can be distinguished at a glance.

That is, compared to Saber's soft appearance, this figure's appearance is undeniably handsome, with an enviable sunshine-like handsomeness.

Then, he looked at Roland, who had the deepest connection with him, and spoke.

"I am Saber, the Servant who protects the world. May I ask - are you my Master?"

Just as the man asked, Athena emerged from Roland's shadow.

The instinct from the Mother Goddess made her want to catch Roland to maintain her wavering.

"Steel, so strong. I have never seen this before, the strongest hero of steel. Who is he?"

Although he guessed that it might be him, seeing this man with his own eyes made Roland feel a strange sense of narrowness in his heart.

——I really want to see how other people will react... Sure enough, I'll summon him next time.

Just like that, Roland touched Athena's head comfortingly and read the man's name.

"That's right...I am your Master, first time meeting, Arthur Pendragon."