A Hymn to Mythic Heroes

"Let us fight here."

When such words came from Luo Zhen's mouth, Solomon laughed dismissively.

That smile was, without a doubt, extremely ugly.

It was neither the compassion of the Wise King nor the indifference of a sage. It was merely the joy of a pure murderer.

Compared to Cu Chulainn, this king was the true King of Evil, the King of Slaughter.

Therefore...

"Beg for salvation!"

"Give voice to your fear!"

"It is time to drown in the sea of suffering!"

"This is the only salvation available to you!"

As Solomon made this declaration, all the Demon God Pillars began to rampage within the pitch-black fog of mana.

"Rumble----!"

Amid the avalanche-like roar, smoke carrying terrifying power came surging forth. Gathering the power of all twenty-eight Demon God Pillars, it rushed toward Luo Zhen and the others at astonishing speed.

If that fog of mana touched them, even Servants would be crushed to pieces in an instant. Wherever it passed, whether rock or rubble, everything was compressed into powder, stripped of even the slightest shape.

"Scatter!"

Luo Zhen issued the order without hesitation. All the Servants in front of him kicked off the ground and shot toward every direction like arrows, avoiding the incoming smoke.

"Ha!"

Only Mash remained in front of Luo Zhen. She raised her shield and activated her Noble Phantasm, making the magical barrier block the incoming black avalanche and firmly protecting Luo Zhen without retreating even a step.

Protected by Mash, Luo Zhen was not the slightest bit worried about his own safety either. As if he had entrusted his entire life to Mash, he issued orders to the Servants as though operating at full power.

"Medea! Apply enhancement magecraft to everyone!"

Luo Zhen first gave the order to Medea aboard the Argo.

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