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Don't talk about direct hits, even wiping the sides can kill people, this is the same even if you are a follower.

However, the reason why a theoretical situation is called a theoretical situation is because reality always likes to slap the face in its own way.

There are many types and effects of treasures, and there are many ways to resist or neutralize treasures.

Ignore the situation that the direct attack of the treasure will be frontally defended.

That is the minority.

There is also a way to invalidate treasures, which is something that many followers can do.

--avoid.

Can't afford to provoke or hide?

This is one of the reasons why many followers choose to hide their real names.

After all, if you don't know your real name, it will naturally become a big problem if you want to analyze the treasure and prepare a response plan in advance.

Closer to home.

Although the enemy this time is not a follower from the aura, how to neutralize Mordred's treasure is not known for the time being.

But Malda did feel it, and the chaotic and twisted aura showed obvious fluctuations.

‘It looks like it’s a direct hit, otherwise it won’t suddenly become irritable--! ! ’

beep……

Marda's frowning pupils shrank in vain, and the faint movement under her feet and the sudden riot of chaos made her react instantly!

"Be careful! Steps! There are many!"

There was only time to remind, the agile saint jumped and jumped high.

The monster tattoo embroidered on the smooth back flashed slightly, and a hideous beast appeared under the saint's body.

The body is so huge that it looks a little bloated, like a tortoise shell but with a spiked carapace, six sturdy legs, and stinging scaly tails.

The head and neck are covered with mane like a lion, the patina-like teeth are crisscrossed in the mouth, and there are two pairs of evil horns on the head.

In the pair of golden beast pupils, the red fierce glow was undoubtedly revealed.

It is not in the form of a traditional dragon, but the name of the evil dragon called Tarasque.

Legend is the son of Leviathan, a sea monster entrenched in the sea.

Later, he was surrendered by the saint Marda and became another evil beast in the legend.

"Roar--!!!"

Tarasque's ending in the legend is not good, but obviously, it is now alive and vigorously, and it is full of energy.

"Here is the sorrowful dragon who does not know what love is—like a star! Tarasque!"

"Roar--!!!!!!"

There are many ways to release the treasure, and the saint who takes the evil dragon Tarask as the treasure perfectly interprets this point.

The huge and vicious monster appeared in the world and let out a roar that stunned everything.

Immediately, it curled up four, no, six limbs, grouping itself into a perfect defensive form.

It is also commonly known as the tortoise contraction.

The saint above it raised her right hand that was clenched into a fist, her tender white hand flexed for a while, accumulating her energy-smashing!

Boom!

Like a heavy punch on the apex of the heart, people couldn't help their heart beating.

The evil beast that had just appeared in mid-air, instantly seemed to be hit by a divine penalty from outside the sky, and slammed into the ground with lightning speed.

It looks like a meteor hits the ground.

Well, like a star.

"boom--!!!"

The vibration that seemed to be able to shake the entire island made the picture in front of me tremble, and it stopped after a while.

"Da, da, da, da..."

Smoke and dust rising like a smoky blue, fallen trees ‘click, click’, and the occasional sound of gravel falling to the ground.

With the slow disappearance of that huge evil beast, the mess after being baptized heavily by a meteor gradually revealed itself.

"call……"

In a beautiful and graceful posture that was enough to hit full marks, the Saintess who was the culprit let out a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I was about to be attacked-Altria! Mordred! How are you guys!"

Confirming that the dangerous aura around her has temporarily dissipated, she raised her head and looked around for a while, increasing her volume by the way to ascertain the specific situation of the two companions.

"COOLLLLLL! It's okay! It's fine here!"

The recovery dissipated a piece of smoke and dust around him, and Mordred, who walked out of it intact, sighed with emotion.

"Hoh-Master Saint is Master Saint, even the scenes created are exceptionally different."

Compared to the intuitive sight of a piece being dug out on the ground, there is no doubt that the impact of an earthquake that does not know how many magnitudes it can compare to is more eye-catching.

Regardless of the destructive power, if you are in it, it is indeed shocking.

Mordred felt very exciting.

"It's okay here, but..."

Altria, who appeared safe and sound from the other side, had an expression on her face that was unspeakably subtle.

How can I say, they are here to find the Holy Grail? Are you still here to demolish the house?

Chapter One Hundred and Five

Cla la cla la ——

Mordred swung the big sword in his hand, and the fierce wind swept the ground along with the crimson thunder and lightning, sweeping away the piles of raised rubble and trees.