The Holy Right of a Comic

"Can you hear it? Can you hear it? I'm Romani Akiman!"

"...Great, the communication is finally restored, everyone is not injured, I have some good news to tell you!"

"According to the information you got in Greece, after discussing with Da Vinci and Shion, I have prepared a secret weapon for you, which is enough to destroy the machine god!"

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"... Soon, I will ask Lixiang and Mash to send the weapons over!"

"That is one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Academy, Tianshou Armed Forces! Of course, this is just a degraded version made by Ziyuan, but Tianshou's concept should be enough to knock down those machine gods!"

After Roman replied to the correspondence with the masters, he shouted happily.

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On the bleached earth, someone who survived a long journey finally came to the North American continent, the secret base of the United States that was once known as "Area 51".

Although everything on the land has turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, it is strange that those facilities are still there underground in this secret base.

"It is rumored that seventy years ago, the United States obtained creations from extraterrestrials and built this base for research. It is very likely that the earth has been bleached as it is now, which is related to the alien creations studied by the United States."

The survivor whispered, and came to the deepest part of the ground. After pushing open an iron door, he finally saw a figure lying on the 'experiment' bed.

"Is this... an alien?"

The survivor murmured in disbelief.

Because the person lying down turned out to be a girl with long silver hair, she was wearing a very weird costume, and she was sleeping peacefully.

Just when the survivors hesitated, the girl lying on the experimental bed suddenly opened her eyes.

Then, the survivors heard a very standard Cockney English.

"I am the god of alien stars...I am...Olga Marie...I am...Ka..." And.

Chapter 186: Misbehaving children will be punished

On a certain island in Atlantis, Illya is commanding her servants boredly.

"Berserker, kill all those who stand in our way!"

"Oh——————"

The monster with thick muscles and holding a stone ax, with scarlet radiance in its eyes, rushed into the crowd in front like a tiger into a flock of sheep, chopping all those people into pieces with a sweeping slash.

"ah----"

"Everyone unite and kill this monster!!"

"For the glory of Olympus!"

A group of Atlantean remnants wearing armor, armed with cold weapons, fought desperately with Berserker without fear.

For these remnants, death in battle is nothing more than returning to the embrace of God, which is their glory.

But courage does not represent strength. After a massacre that seemed fierce but was actually one-sided, all the survivors of Atlantis on this island had been killed by "883".

The blood on the ground was like a small river, and the broken bodies of human beings were scattered all over the land. Illya turned a blind eye to all this and just walked in this deserted village.

There were also survivors of Atlantis trying to attack her before.

However, Illya is still the crystallization of the third magic. Even if she is not a magician, she is still a standard magician in this age of gods.

She has no magic power to worry about, and she has simply become a mobile fortress. Even the arrival of a caster-level heroic spirit is not necessarily stronger than her magic.

"These nanotechnology are really interesting, and I don't know if my father will be interested... Well, although Ilya thinks that my father will not be interested in these technologies, just in case..."

"...berserker, let's collect some technology from the wreckage of these machine gods after they crashed!"

"Aw———"

Under the command of Illya, the great Greek hero Hercules began to destroy the village, looking for the remains of the former Mechanism, which was enshrined as a fetish by these Atlantean remnants.

Unlike other Chaldean members, Illya's thinking is a standard magician, if other Chaldean masters treat those aborigines in a soft way in the strange belt or singularity.

Then what Illya likes to do is violent destruction, which is simple and efficient.

So sometimes she wondered if the masters of Chaldea were magicians.

Soon, the island was swept away, and Illya, who returned with a full load, began to look for ships to leave here and go to the next island.

At this moment, both Illya and Hercules trembled, feeling that someone was watching them.

The reaction of the Hercules of Greece's body even surpassed the brain's thinking, and with a roar, he chopped at the place where his gaze was peeping.

"Wait a minute, berserker!"

Illya exclaimed and wanted to stop it, but she was a step too late, Hercules' great ax had already slashed at the person coming.

Just in the next moment, the huge body of the great hero who completed the twelve trials in Greek mythology froze in place.

The giant ax in his hand was pressed against a white jade-like finger, no matter how hard this Hercules exerted his might, he couldn't break through the confinement of this finger.

"Back off, berserker!"

Illya shouted angrily, Hercules' aura instantly dissipated, and the whole person became quiet.

"Are you having fun here, Illya?"

Hearing that familiar and gentle voice, Illya's petite and lovely face showed a bright smile, and she shouted, and her small body rushed over.

"Father!"

Roy smiled and opened his arms, catching Ilya's petite body that was almost weightless. He held Ilya's armpits with both hands, and after turning around in the air, he put her on the ground.

At this time, Ilya was wearing a snow-white dress, the clothes were thin, her skin was as delicate as a child's, and it was crystal clear like the transparent ice crystals on the snow mountain.

A pair of straight calves under her skirt are extremely slender, with faint blue veins, and some baby fat feet are just wearing a pair of sandals with the insteps exposed for the convenience of movement.

After being put down by Roy, Illya took a step back, held up the corner of her skirt, put one foot on the heel of the other, lowered her head and bowed gracefully:

"... Ilyasviel greets you, my dear father!"

The girl's etiquette is perfect, and there are no flaws to be found.

After finishing the salute, Illya raised her head and said happily: "...My lord father, are you going to take Illya away?"

She had no interest in Chaldea or saving humanity at all. She only thought that Roy came here to take her out of this rumor belt.

Seeing Illya's expectant eyes, Roy shook his head and said, "...I didn't take you away, Illya!"

"...Instead, I came to blame you, why didn't you act with the people of Chaldea."

Although it was a reproach, there was no anger in Roy's eyes. Instead, he said dotingly: "...Even if you are Illya, you will encounter danger in these anecdotes and singularities.. ..."

"...I don't want the rumors and singularities I created to hurt my daughter, so Illya, you should act together with those Chaldeans, so that it will be safer."

Upon hearing Roy's words, Illya pursed her small red lips, and said willfully: "...but Illya doesn't like to be with those people at all, Illya just wants to be with her father .”

"...Father, take Illya away, Illya will help you kill all those Chaldeans!"

Roy couldn't help laughing, feeling that his education had failed, he said amusedly: "...If I really want to kill them, I don't need you, Ilya, to do it."

"...Really, the child becomes rebellious when he grows up, and no longer listens to his father."

Roy sighed, "...The child who is not good must be punished."

Speaking in this way, Roy took out a magic crystal, which looked like an electronic board, which was the control center of the Einzbern family.

Seeing Roy take out the control center of the Einzbern family, Illya's delicate body trembled. She stood there tense and did not dare to move, holding her skirt with a pair of small hands.

The two slender legs were tightly closed, and the head was slightly lowered. There seemed to be sparkles in the ruby-like eyes, shaking gently like a rippling lake.

"Well... I see, my lord father! I will act together with the people of Chaldea, and I will also go with them to break those singularities and belts of rumors."

"...Please don't continue to punish me, Illya has grown up."

Eliasfier 5.6 said in a trembling voice, biting her lip with a twisted expression.

Although her appearance looks like a child in her early teens, that's only because Illya is the crystallization of the third magic, and her body is fixed.

The real Ilya has long been a grown woman. Although she looks like a child in some actions, she is actually very mature in her heart.

Roy chuckled and said, "...that's how you behave, Illya! By the way, do you like magical girls?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Liya shook her head vigorously and said: "...that is something only children will read, please don't continue to treat me like a child!"

"That's right, magical girls are something only children like."

Roy laughed dumbfounded.

"I just hope that Illya in this world can live happily."

"Illya is happy as long as she is by Father's side."

The fairy girl in the snow smiled sweetly, hugged Roy's waist lightly, and buried her little head in his arms. .

Chapter 187: The Greatest Miracle of Christianity

At the top of the crown of Kronos, it is a temple in the style of ancient Greece.

In an empty square, there are many stone pillars, but there is a strange light on these stone pillars, and it is not stone to the touch, but a strange metal.

The temple is semi-open and there is no dome on it. Standing in the temple and looking up at the sky, you can't see the brilliance of the sun, but you can only see the stars shining under the dark night.

Those are the constellations in Greek mythology.

And in this empty and lonely hall, there was a sound of footsteps. Kirshtalia was wearing a white cloak, holding a gemstone scepter, and was coming to the hall of Zeus with his head held high.

When Kirshtalia stepped into the temple, there was only a bang, and thunder rang out from the sky. Under the crackling of lightning, a figure as tall as a lion appeared on the top of the temple. place.

That is Zeus, the third generation god king of Greek mythology.

Alongside Zeus are two goddesses, Aphrodite and Demeter in human form.

Seeing these three main Greek gods, Kirshtalia sighed.

After so many years in this strange story, he has already understood the history of this strange story, knowing that there was a civil war among the 06 gods of Olympus four thousand years ago.

During that war, more than half of the twelve main gods fell, and only Zeus, Aphrodite, Demeter, and the goddess Athena who indirectly caused this result, although not directly involved, survived.

This made Kirshtalia suspect that this civil strife was actually caused by the goddess Athena. With the wisdom of that goddess, she does have this ability.

But what makes Kirshtalia shaken by this conclusion is that if Athena is really the culprit who caused the civil strife, then why Zeus didn't liquidate Athena in the end.

There is also the strange relationship between Zeus and Athena.

Although Athena is strong, theoretically he still has to submit to Zeus, but in this anecdote, Zeus has a strange fear of that Athena.

Kirshtalia can only blame this situation on the history of the anecdote.

"Greetings to you, Zeus the Almighty Lord God!"

After seeing the lion-like figure of Zeus with thunder shining on his body, Kirshtalia put his hands on his chest gracefully and bowed in greeting.

"My ally, why have you come to this temple in the crown of Kronos?"

The majestic voice of Zeus resounded like thunder in the temple.

After considering his tone, Kirshtalia said with a smile: "...I got news that Artemis, the goddess of the moon, was defeated?"

"...How did the goddess defeat the battle? I don't know the specifics. Based on my own knowledge, Chaldea should not have the ability to defeat the goddess of the moon."

"I came here because I hope that you, God Zeus, can enlighten me!"

"...and, the question I have been asking you all this time, what is that white giant?"

Hearing Kirshtalia's words, Aphrodite glared at him before Zeus said anything, and said, "...Bold, are you questioning the Great God?"

Zeus raised his hand and stopped Aphrodite. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "...that person appeared in this strange news again."

Kirshtalia didn't care about Aphrodite's words. His heart trembled, and he blurted out: "... Roy Crowley?"

As soon as the name came out of his mouth, a huge thunder flashed in the temple. It was not Zeus' anger, but the instinctive psychological fluctuation after hearing the name.

Just this name is enough to make Zeus feel intimidated.

"Is he still here?"

Kirshtalia, who was still able to handle it with ease before, was sweating coldly at this time, and the hand holding the scepter trembled unknowingly.

'With my current strength... no, even with my current strength, I'm just a firefly light compared to that Your Excellency. '

'...In this strange news, I can barely fight Zeus through astrology, but judging from Zeus' situation, even he is afraid of that Lord. '