The white light dissipated.
However, no one present was able to utter a single word.
All the Magicians widened their eyes and stared at the female warrior beside Hartres in astonishment. The figure that looked like she came out of a period drama seemed to suppress everything in front of her at that moment.
"Heroic spirit …"
The expression of Huano Ryukari changed at that moment. The white-haired young man was even more surprised.
"She really turned the realm recorder into a familiar?!"
"What, what the hell is this?"
The pink-haired girl took a few steps back and looked at the woman in front of her in horror. It was no wonder that the magicians would have such a reaction. Even though they had seen countless mysteries as magicians, the one in front of them was worlds apart from their understanding. It was like seeing a dragon in the modern era — an ancient, unreasonable, powerful, and unparalleled materialized existence.
Just by standing there, the aura that the female warrior exuded was enough to make all the magicians tremble.
However, not everyone was like that.
"So that's how it is. I finally understand."
At that moment, Elmero II spoke.
"I've been thinking about who you really are."
"I told you."
Hearing Elmero II's words, the female warrior snorted coldly.
"I'm Hefestion."
"I'm referring to the class. You told me your real name, but you didn't tell me your class, did you?"
As he spoke, Elmero II took out an invitation from his pocket.
"I understand now. The reason you put in this invitation to lure me to the Magic Eye Collection Train is to mislead the system into thinking that there's a Holy Grail subspecies here. After all, I used to be a Master. If I appear here, there's a high chance that the Holy Grail system will mistake me for a Master. And to prevent me from becoming a Master, you even forged a command seal. "
Having said that, Elmero II looked at Hartres again.
"But that's not enough. The class of the Servant in the Holy Grail War is fixed. You can deceive them, but you can't change them. So … .you have to add a new class yourself. You're using the concept of FAKER, right? Because the command incantations are fake, and the Holy Grail War is fake, so naturally, the classes are also fake … Is that so? "
"Uh … Xiao Hong, I don't quite understand."
Hearing this, Silent Seo turned to look at Fangzheng and asked. Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders.
"That's normal. Just like Weber said, Hattersley intends to use the system of the Holy Grail War to summon Servants, but there's no Holy Grail War here …. You've played board games before, right? You can pretend to set a story background on the table, then create your own character, and let that character be established in that story background …. But because everything is fake, the story is established instead."
"Uh … I still don't understand."
"To put it simply, this person is pretending to be a Servant for the Holy Grail War, just like a child pretending to be Ultraman in a game. But he's not a real Ultraman, so even if a real monster appears, he won't transform into it, right? But this place is a fake stage, and he's declared that he's only going to be a fake Ultraman, so the world's perception is established instead. "
"You can do that?"
Hearing this, the girls showed expressions of disbelief, while Fangzheng pursed his lips.
"The essence of magic is to deceive the world. That's exactly what he's doing."
At that moment, Elmero II's voice rang out again.
"I've summoned Iskandar in the Holy Grail War, but he doesn't match the appearance of the legend. First of all, the legend says that Iskandar is short, but the one who appeared in front of me is a two-meter-tall giant. His hair and eyes are also vermilion, which is very different from the legend. According to the records, Iskandar's hair is either gold or black, and his eyes are described as having one as deep as the night sky and the other as a gold-and-silver demon eye that shines through the blue sky. "
"Huh? Isn't that … "
Hearing this, Grey was surprised. The record that Elmero II described was exactly the same as the female warrior in front of her.
"That's right, it's this woman. You're not Hephaestion … You should be called Iskandar in summoning. You're an afterimage of the king — a shadow dancer. "
A substitute?
Hearing this, everyone was a little surprised, but they could understand why. After all, it was normal for an ancient king to have several substitutes. It was impossible to summon a fake Servant in a fake war, so it was reasonable to summon a substitute instead.
After all, it was also fake.
"I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense."
The female warrior coldly interrupted Elmero II and looked at Hartress.
"That's enough, Master."
"Fine."
Hartress scratched his head in response to the female warrior's words.
"I don't mind fighting here, but it'll sacrifice a lot of magic eyes …"
"Wait."
However, before Harterence could finish, he was interrupted by someone.
Everyone turned around and saw the woman with the red ponytail stand up.
"It's you. You defeated my lovely students, right?"
"Ah …."
Hearing this, the female warrior glanced at the two priests beside the red ponytail and frowned.
"Speaking of which, we still have a score to settle between us."
"That's right."
Fangzheng raised his right hand.
"To tell you the truth, I didn't intend to get involved in your boring business, but since you attacked my lovely students, the situation is different. If you want to blame someone, blame your own stupidity. "
As he spoke, Fangzheng stretched out his hand.
On the back of her hand, a bright red glow suddenly appeared. Hartress and Elmero II were shocked to see the light.
"This is …!?"
"How did you …?"
"In the name of the curse, heed my call and descend!"
As soon as Fangzheng's voice faded, seven shining figures descended from the sky and surrounded Hartress and the female warrior.
Standing in front was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a bright red gorgeous dress, holding a bright red sword in her hand. Beside her, there was a woman with long silver hair, holding a golden longbow in her hand, and a teddy bear on her shoulder, as well as a woman with long purple hair and an eye patch in purple tights.
On both sides, a girl with a purple ponytail and a staff in her hand blocked the way of the two with a smile. Opposite her, a white-haired girl in a black swimsuit-like outfit with a knife in her hand was staring at the female warrior's neck with narrowed eyes.
"Ugh …."
Behind them, the Berserker in a wedding dress and holding a golden sledgehammer roared angrily. At the same time, the Valkyrie with a spear of light and a shield was also ready for battle.
"You think you're so great because you have a Servant supporting you?"
Fangzheng sat down again with his arms crossed and looked coldly at the dumbfounded Hartress and the female warrior.
"Choose for yourself. Do you want to follow the procedure? Or do you want to die? "
"…."
At this time, almost everyone was speechless. The appearance of a Heroic Spirit was enough to stun them, but when Fangzheng summoned seven Servants, they … completely gave up thinking.
"You … how did you …."
Hart Lars couldn't laugh anymore. He swallowed hard and looked at the red ponytail blankly. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"Because I'm in charge of the Martyr's Palace. You snuck in right under my nose and used it against my people. Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
Fangzheng snorted coldly.
If Hartress only wanted to deal with Weber, Fangzheng would not have bothered. After all, Elmero had not joined the Thousand Worlds Tree yet. However, this fellow was actually arrogant enough to threaten him with his own student. He was simply daydreaming. Do you think the Thousand Worlds Tree is a pushover? Or do you think I'm a pushover?
If you piss me off, I'll summon an army of Heroic Spirits to send you to heaven!
Do you really think I'm a sick cat if I don't show off?
As for whether it would be too ostentatious, Fangzheng did not care. The reason why she personally showed up these few times was to spread the name of the Thousand Worlds Tree. After today's battle, the news that someone in the Thousand Worlds Tree could summon Heroic Spirits at any time and anywhere would definitely spread throughout the magic world.
"It seems that you don't intend to surrender. Then let's follow the procedure."
With that said, Fangzheng picked up Frostmourne and stabbed it into the ground.
"Seal."
There was nothing much to say about the process of the battle. If the seven Heroic Spirits couldn't even defeat a stowaway, it could only mean that they were the fake ones. In fact, the whole battle lasted less than five seconds before it was completely over.
When Fangzheng removed the Seal and returned to the Magic Eye Collection Train, the female warrior had disappeared without a trace, and Hartress … had turned into a cold corpse.
"Okay, the problem here is solved. Now, let's solve the problem between us."
As she said that, Fangzheng raised her head and looked at the auctioneer and the driver. Sensing her gaze, both of them broke out in cold sweat.
"What's the problem? Miss Red Ponytail? "
"They want to take the cute students of the Thousand Worlds Tree as hostages, and you want to dig out their eyes. You're quite bold. Shall we have a good talk about this?"
"… What do you want to do?"
The auctioneer could only bite the bullet. She did not want to "follow the procedure", nor did she want to "die". Not to mention that there were still seven Heroic Spirits staring at them. What a joke! Not to mention that they were just ordinary Death Apostles, even the Twenty-seventh Ancestor would have to retreat!
"It's simple."
Fangzheng stretched out her hand and pointed at the Magic Eyes in the Ten Thousand Demon Eye Ball.
"How much are these Magic Eyes? Name a price. I want them all."
After all, I'm not a demon.
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