On a small road outside the port area, a naked-garde 'girl' is holding a prostrated teenager in the posture of a princess, and running with all her might.

"Rider, again, faster!".

Obviously his body can't accept this kind of bump, but the young man in the arms of the 'girl' has a heart to call his partner.

"Hurry, it's almost time to get up! People can't run!".

However, the 'girl' holding him did not speed up her pace, but began to complain, and the strange combination of the two once attracted the sideways of the few passers-by around, and everyone ...... after looking at the combination of the two

"Look at that man, it's a shame to want his girlfriend to run away. "

"yes, yes, I've never seen such a brazen person. "

They all began to point fingers at Weber.

Listening to the accusations of passers-by, Weber felt bitter in his heart but couldn't talk about it - he was so unlucky tonight, in the final analysis, it was because of his own subordinates, he was the victim, why did he suffer such accusations!

However, he really didn't have the strength to get angry now, and just now in the Red Lotus Purgatory at the Weiyuanchuan Wharf, for the first time, he felt his own insignificance.

No matter how pretentious he was, he could not be immune to the destructive fire, and at this critical juncture, he finally remembered the 'miracle' he held as the Master.

"Rider, in the name of the Spell, I command you to release the Noble Phantasm 'Phantom Horse that Lives in This World!".

"Roger, Master!".

With the blessing of the spell, Astolfo ignored the limits of his magic power and summoned his beloved horse from the void, and without even having time to caress the warhorse, he pulled the master onto the horse and launched the Hippogriff's trump card, the dimensional jump.

Before the tyrannical flames swept through the bodies of the two men, the Hippogriff left the scorching hell first, and in a safe place hundreds of meters away from the Weiyuan River, Webber, who was completely empty of magic, fell to the ground like a dead salted fish with all the water.

Although Astolford's reason evaporated, but at this life-and-death juncture, even if he was brainless, it was impossible for him to pull the master crazy, and after confirming that he could not use the Hippogriff, he picked up Webb and ran through the street with great difficulty.

However, at this moment, neither Weber, who was completely empty of magic, nor Astolfo, who was unable to maintain even the physical body, could not discover the creature that had been following behind the two of them.

It's a bug that's hard to forget at first glance - after all, it's rare to have such an ugly bug in this world.

It followed them from the moment they shifted with a dimensional jump, and the bugs followed them until they fled to the hotel.

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After returning to the magic workshop, Fang Cheng relaxed his body and lay down on the soft sofa.

From today's battle, he finally understood that there was still an insurmountable gap between himself and those top heroic spirits.

Although Fang Cheng can be regarded as a servant after relying on the 'King of Inventors' Thomas Edison, Edison was not a 'combative' heroic spirit in the first place.

Not to mention the state of dependence, even if he came over in person, he might be directly hit by those top-level heroic spirits' treasures before using the hole cards.

"Really, after gaining new strength, I lost my cool because I was overly excited?"

After smiling self-deprecatingly, Fang Cheng looked at his hands, although now these hands had become extremely immature because of the previous improvements, but they were ......

The feeling that remained in his hands, he could not forget.

The owner of this body once coldly used these hands to snipe hundreds of people - he was the hound that took his life with a gun from a distance, if he forgot about it and chose to fight the lion without a brain, it would be a brain disease.

Some people may think that this is an insult to the heroic spirit, these unparalleled heroes should not die in the enemy's conspiracy, but in Fang Cheng's opinion, as a participant, doing his best on the battlefield is the best respect for those opponents.

He is originally a French player, and if he is really brain-dead and fights with melee players, he really 'looks down' on them.

After thinking for a moment in his mind, Fang Cheng found the next weapon to be manufactured.

This weapon, its appearance, is not good, and most of its appearance, if you ignore the rocket launchers at the top, is like an ordinary military off-road vehicle.

However, it has a name that has resounded all over the world, and in World War II, this weapon once terrified the enemy.

"Katyusha MLRS, the maximum range of that year was 8,500 meters, although it took too long to fill ammunition, but these are not big problems. Since the battlefield is so tricky, then-".

"Obediently hiding thousands of miles away to make trouble, that's my style. "

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