"Born of Earth (Mother), swallowing the Wind (Intellect), filled with Water (Life). Wielding Fire (Weapon), expelling Disease (Demon). Righteously guiding one's own blood to purity. Thou art a clod of earth yet not a clod of earth, thou art human yet not human. Thou art my dream, my hope, my love. Thy name, which bears the Holy Spirit (Ruah), is Adam!"
With a roar, the green eyes flashed with a brilliant light. It quickly climbed out of the lake, its feet stepping onto the ground. Wherever it passed, all sorts of strange flowers and exotic plants began to be born.
"Go, to wipe away all sorrow, slaughter everything to its end. Lead the suffering people to the paradise of birth. O [Golem Keter Malkuth]."
Avicebron was preparing to float up from the ground and slowly land on the shoulder of the Adam he had created. It was just that before he could act, a special staff pierced through his chest.
Avicebron's eyes widened slightly. Although he was a little surprised, this was also within his expectations. From the moment he had used that child as a sacrifice, as a furnace core to awaken Adam, he knew that he would one day face retribution. He just hadn't expected this retribution to come so quickly. As for who had attacked him, Avicebron also had a guess.
He turned his head slightly to look behind him. As expected, the one who had pierced his body was precisely Darnic.
Darnic could not let Avicebron continue to live. After all, he was about to possess this so-called Adam. If he were to let Avicebron continue to live, then after he had possessed Adam, would he still have to listen to Avicebron's orders? This was something he could absolutely not tolerate.
A mouthful of blood came out of Avicebron's mouth, slowly flowing down his neck from under his mask. For his chest to be so easily pierced was, to some extent, because Avicebron had no intention of defending at all. Because he had done something wrong, it didn't matter if he died. What's more, now his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.
It was just that he still had one thing he didn't understand. What on earth did Darnic want to do?
But even if he asked, Darnic would only dismiss him with words like "A Heroic Spirit is just a puppet, just be obedient." Therefore, before he disappeared, he would not ask for trouble.
Of course, if his exit this time had been Roche using a Command Spell to have him complete his Noble Phantasm and then commit suicide, then in this Holy Grail War, he really would not have owed anyone anything. It was precisely because he hated humanity that he wanted to create Adam, to slaughter everything to a clean slate, and then have Adam create a new paradise. The Adam he had created was made of earth. This could already explain some things.
After seeing Avicebron make his exit from this Great Holy Grail War just like that, although Darnic was a little strange as to why his attack had so easily taken Avicebron's life, as long as the result was good, it didn't matter. As for what this Heroic Spirit was thinking, who cared? Anyway, the one making his exit now was not him.
Darnic quickly came to Adam's side, and then began to use his own magic. He had to quickly occupy this body that could be called a miracle. Only in this way would he be qualified to go to that Hanging Gardens that had been pulled down to the ground.
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And at this very moment, a small situation had also occurred in the Yggdmillennia castle. Who would have thought that because of the influence of those tentacles, even the already-dead homunculi would turn into ghouls? There were too many homunculi corpses under the Yggdmillennia castle. When all these corpses turned into terrifying enemies, for the remaining magi, it was definitely a difficult problem.
The chubby uncle quickly closed the large door in front of him. Behind him, the few remaining magi also had expressions of being glad that they had reacted relatively quickly. Caules looked at his own sister with great concern. After all, his sister, in order to bear the heavy responsibility of their faction, had kept her legs, which could have originally been cured, in their current state. The heavy burden of her Magic Circuits had caused his sister's legs to be unable to move freely. This was also a guilt that weighed on Caules's heart. So now, after the strange change had occurred, Caules had decided to do his best to protect his own sister. The first priority was to return to their room and get his sister's combat equipment.
The chubby uncle wiped his forehead, looked at the closed door, and nodded. "Very good. This door should be able to hold for a while. This is just a tactical retreat. That's right, just a tactical retreat. Although it would be a piece of cake for us to deal with these guys with our abilities, there are just too many of these resurrected beings."
As soon as his voice fell, an axe mark appeared on the closed door behind him. Clearly, those resurrected beings were holding weapons and were constantly destroying the door. The excellent weapons and equipment that had been given to these homunculi before had, at this moment, all turned into their own death warrants.
"Celenike! Quickly call Astolfo back! Even if we have many people, we have no way to deal with so many things that aren't afraid of death!"
Especially those homunculi who had blocked the ghouls for them. After they died, they had turned into the same existence as the ghouls. And to deal with those ghouls, unless you cut off their heads, even destroying their hearts couldn't stop them from moving.
Astolfo's Master gritted her teeth. She also wanted to call Astolfo back. But at the thought of the Astolfo she wanted to possess being stained with the blood of these filthy existences, she didn't want to call him back at all!
"No! How can the treasured sword and spear in Astolfo's hands be stained with the blood of these guys?!"
Hearing Celenike's reply, the chubby uncle Gordes almost turned his head, his eyes wide, and shouted, "What are you talking about? Is this the time to be worried about your Heroic Spirit getting dirty blood on him?" In fact, because this answer was too shocking, the magic he was using to reinforce the door was almost cast incorrectly.
Looking at the position of the door lock being pierced by a long spear, Uncle Gordes couldn't help but grit his teeth. "Run! Continue upwards! I refuse to believe that these guys can still pass through so many obstacles and climb up to the very top of our castle!"
One after another, doors were closed, and even reinforced with magic. Then, some furniture was used as a barrier. Even if, among these ghouls, an elder-level existence had evolved due to the influence of that Outer Life's power, it would be difficult to break through their defenses in a short period of time.