From those shadows, many hands stretched out, pale, illusory and nightmare-like hands like pieces of paper.
Then, little by little, those white arms showed their full picture in the air.
His long hair as black as waterfalls, his skin as smooth as pearls—the left eye shone brightly, and the corner of his mouth curled into a coquettish, seductive smile.
The beings named Tokisaki Kurumi crawled out of the shadows, and the number of them was countless, filling the sky.
“Ah, ah, ah, you finally let us out.”
“…”
“What? You can’t afford to occupy yourself, and you can’t bear to let us come out to play.”
“…”
“Fortunately we still have ‘I’ in other worlds, otherwise we’d be suffocating to death.”
“…”
“Mmmmmmmmm…” There were also the panting Kuangsan, whose faces were flushed, and the straps slipped.And looked at Kuang San with resentment on his face, and felt sorry for the three Kuang San who chose the wrong time.
Kurumi watched the trembling-legged Kurumi hide his body behind another Kurumi, and couldn’t help covering his face.
It seems that there are more and more people who need to be cared for.
When you can’t be bothered… Are you so happy?
She even wanted to taste the memory of Moyusan.
For now, though, it’s more important to do the right thing.
Kurumi clapped his hands. “Go back and play again, at least now… work.”
“receive.”
“clear.”
“Um… woo woo ah ah ah ah…”
“I,”
“us…”
The mad three scattered above the sky.
Even with so many mad three searching, it took a while to find where the island was in the end.
In the deep darkness, a small island floated alone in the air.
It does not seem to be any different from those small islands in the Pacific Ocean that are as numerous as fine sand, as if they were forcibly pulled into the sky.
Kurumi gently landed on the island, or a pumice stone.In the middle of the island, a rusted iron sword was inserted there.
It was a divine tool that carried the fate of the last king, immortal and immortal, but it still lost its brilliance in a thousand years.
Kurumi freed Guinevere and Angela from their shadows.
The environment where the two of them had just stepped into the vacuum was still a little uncomfortable, but after all, they were the ancestors of the gods, and they soon got used to it.
Guinevere saw the iron sword inserted in the gravel, and her eyes suddenly widened.
It was a double-edged iron sword with a blade about one meter long.
That is the Sword of Salvation, the strongest ‘steel’ used by the hero who annihilated the Demon King.
Just staring at the sword, Ansheela felt her heart stop.
“You…really found it.” Guinevere wriggled and floated towards the edge of the iron sword.
“King…”
“my king…”
“Have you heard my voice.”
The sword didn’t respond, making Guinevere’s expression even darker.
“There are already eight godslayers in this world, and this is still the case when one godslayer has been killed.”
“Look, the earth.”
“The land ravaged by the Demon King is crying.”
The mottled divine sword that had lost its luster vibrated gently.
Kurumi ignored Guinevere and prepared the ceremony on the other side.
In the eyes of Anxiela’s resentment, Kurumi poured a bottle of blue heavenly potion to her, and the filling power made her feel as if she had returned to the time when she was a real snake of rebellion.
But her broken body couldn’t support that kind of strength, her eyes were slack, and there was a potion overflowing from the corner of her mouth.
Countless shadows bound Ansheera to the ground, and the heavenly potion scattered on the ground was absorbed, and strange blue lines were drawn on the rock.
The dragon and snake that inspired the sword of salvation are ready.
The Holy Grail, which acts as a battery, has also been stuffed into Angela’s body by Kurumi.
I’ve picked it twice, and it’s cooked to perfection.
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 1176
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