I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

It’s nothing to see enemies here, but seeing someone who saved her life here, Fujii Ren had complicated emotions.

Especially when he saw Duanmu Lian's clothes and appearance, his emotions became even more complicated.

Isn't he dead?

"Yes and no."

Facing Fujii Lian's gaze, Duan Mu Lian shrugged helplessly, explained the current situation in a calm tone, and said: "I am just a war slave of this [city] and a prisoner of hell. I thought that death would be the end of it."

The calm and indifferent explanation immediately made Fujii Ren understand the current situation.

Duanmulian died before, but her soul fell into the Demon City and became a part of it.

It cannot be said to be a resurrection, it can only be said to be life after death.

The price of this life after death is that the soul becomes a captive of the man on the throne.

"Is that you?"

Hearing Duanmu Lian's words, Fujii Lian gritted her teeth and looked at the handsome blond man sitting elegantly on the throne.

The man has a well-proportioned body and looks like he has the golden ratio of the human body.

The long hair looked like it was cast in gold and trimmed into golden threads, just like the sideburns of a lion.

And that face was so exquisite and handsome that there was not a single flaw to be found. It was as if it was carefully carved by God, without any defects to be found.

Fujii Ren, who looked into his eyes, felt a huge pressure and mass coming towards her, weighing heavily on her soul.

The weight of the sight alone is extraordinary. If an ordinary person were to look into its eyes, he would lose his mind and go crazy.

"Well, two-headed snake biting its tail, are you two brothers?"

Reinhardt looked at Fujii Lian below with interest, then glanced at Duanmu Lian, his tone elegant and polite like a gentleman.

"In terms of physical blood relationship, yes."

Duan Mulian stretched his neck and said calmly, "But I am a counterfeit made by Mr. Red Spider in an attempt to crack the secret of Zarathustra. Many clones before me were destroyed due to defects. I am the last one before production stopped."

He said this as if he was talking about something completely irrelevant, not caring about his background at all.

Even when evaluating himself, he used shoddy words.

Eleonore and Makina, who suddenly got wind of a big melon, raised their eyebrows. They didn't expect that Duanmulian had such a background.

Thinking of the dying appearance of Duan Mulian in Suwahara, Elunore understood immediately and sneered softly:

"As a clown, Starscream is really competent."

Knowing what Starscream did in the past, Elunore wasn't surprised or weird about what that guy did.

A guy who craves power, but doesn't have much qualifications, so he can only become a clown.

On the contrary, Duanmulian, who replaced Red Spider, was quite outstanding.

And it is really ironic for the clown Starscream to be surpassed by the creation he created.

Makina also deeply agreed with this. How could you, Red Spider, covet the agency of Mercurius, the deputy leader of the Black Round Table?

You still want to crack the mystery of Zarathustra, why don’t you go to heaven?

"Hehehe, although Lord Red Spider acted like a fool, he is not a complete failure. I do not think that you are a fake imitation."

Reinhardt glanced at Duanmulian with admiration, and his speech exuded the dignity and elegance of a king, with a strong aristocratic temperament.

Although Starscream acted like a clown, he did please Reinhardt.

Because of the opponent's little trick, Reinhardt gained a good hero soul and understood a lot of things.

For this reason alone, Reinhardt can admire Starscream.

Then, he looked at Fujii Ren, whose murderous intent was becoming stronger and stronger, and smiled softly:

"Tell me your name, my lovely sacrifice. I am Reinhard, the first saboteur of the Black Round Table of the Thirteen Knights of the Holy Lance, Reinhard Tristan Eugen Heydrich, the Light of Taboo Love, a man that Karl calls a devil."

The true leader of the Black Round Table and also the boss that Fujii Ren must face.

He is known as the executioner of the Third Reich and is also a famous figure in the history of mankind.

The Black Prince symbolizes the skull of the dead.

Facing the tremendous pressure brought by Reinhard, although Fujii Ren was not afraid, she also knew that the person in front of her was hundreds of times stronger than all the enemies she had encountered combined.

"Where is love?"

Fujii Ren asked this question with a tone that was almost like gritting her teeth.

"Are you angry for your loved ones? How adorable! I really want to see how magnanimous you are as a genuine Kaneis."

Reinhardt greeted Fujii Ren's murderous intent like a breeze. Sitting on the throne, he showed an intriguing smile on his face and had no intention of getting up.

After all, he felt that the agent of Calcraft in front of him was not strong enough.

Although he was hungry and thirsty, he was not so hungry that he would eat anything.

As Duanmulian said before, if Zarathustra has the ability to surpass the three knights, then he is indeed qualified to be his enemy.

In response, Reinhardt gave the order to kill in an elegant tone, saying:

"Entertain the guests. There is no need for any restraint. Just do it boldly and make me happy."

It would be quite interesting if the beheading blade in front of us could be sharpened even sharper.

Just think of it as a preliminary battle before he officially sets out on his march.

"Yes, sir." ×3.

A terrifying murderous aura that shook the atmosphere exploded from the three captains.

The three hells of the Golden Demon City, namely the human world, the dead world and the scorching world, began to cheer and expand at this moment.

The soul that the Red Knight had previously consumed was also replenished here, and he returned to his peak state in an instant.

Fujii Ren, who was enduring these three murderous intentions, had a cold expression on her face.

I cannot forgive this and will never allow these bastards to take away what I cherish.

Since he longs for hell, he will definitely send these guys to hell!

“Gooooa ...

In an instant, he entered into his own [Creation (Briah)], the Prelude to a Beautiful Moment (Eine Faust OuvertüRe), without any intention of holding back.

The unleashed murderous intent was like the howling of a storm, causing large-scale collapse of the ground where the soul of the Golden Demon City was materialized.

He didn't want to think about anything now. He just wanted to kill the guy who was in his way and take his daughter back!

"Ahahahaha, little brother, let's continue the dance we had before!!!"

Schreiber laughed wildly, and once again activated the [Niflheimr Fenriswolf], which was extremely incompatible with the other party's creation and was also something he was very proud of.

A German military motorcycle, a ZüNdapp KS750 model motorcycle, appeared from nowhere and flew towards Fujii Ren.

This motorcycle is the embodiment of Schreiber's holy relic.

Although this locomotive is a mass-produced small machine, it is famous for its high performance and high durability. It was used by the German mechanized mixed forces during World War II to serve as scouts, reconnaissance, and "blitzkrieg" personnel to attack the enemy.

Because his master, Lord Schleiber, was a man of extraordinary slaughter, bathing in blood and becoming a ferocious person not inferior to his master.

The motorcycle directly knocked Fujii Ren backwards, and Schreiber took the opportunity to sit on the motorcycle.

The beautiful boy who originally had an angelic smile suddenly turned into a perfect and ferocious wolf, and showed a violent smile to Fujii Ren.

“Eehhahahaha!!!!”

At the speed of a storm, Schreiber's voice was distorted and shrieking.

At the moment when Fujii Ren attacked, he reversed the order of sequence, reversed cause and effect, and exceeded the maximum speed of physical limits. He was absolutely the last to arrive and seized the initiative.

“Pu ...!”

Fujii Ren let out a hideous and twisted roar. His chest was hit by a violent storm traveling at a speed of hundreds of Machs, which made him feel so nauseous that he wanted to vomit out his internal organs.

Carrying with it a devastating shock wave, under the pursuit of the white beast, the ground and walls of the Demon City were shattered without even a single fragment left.

The faster the speed, the more kinetic energy it carries.

Schreiber is a very bad and terrible match for Fujii Ren.

There would be no point in not being able to hit Schreiber, whose speed would always be superior to his opponent.

Fujii Ren is fast, and Schreiber will only be faster.

“Heheheha ...

Schreiber's eyes were fierce and crazy, the already terrible storm in his body exploded again, and he pushed out with a palm!

He pushed forward with his palm with unparalleled ferocity. The rapid speed brought about terrible kinetic energy, which directly blew up all the air in front of him and formed a field that distorted the vacuum!

The violent force almost squeezed the air in front of Fujii Ren into a solid piece, causing him to fall to the ground as if he was hit by a huge hammer.

“Guaa——”

The blood spurted out by Fujii Ren turned into blood mist, and was then blown away by the huge shock wave.

At the same time, the hand Schreiber used to attack turned into blood mist, and then recovered the next moment.

He longed to not be touched by anyone, but he had to have contact when killing.

Therefore, if he attacks the enemy at such a high speed, he himself will also suffer from collapse.

The moment he comes into contact with the enemy, the world he desires to form collapses immediately, and then the souls he devours are used as materials to quickly repair himself, attack, collapse, attack, collapse, in an infinite cycle!

Such contradictions, such madness!

He doesn't care even if his own world collapses. Such fanaticism is the nature of the devil.

Schreiber was intoxicated by the immortal and crazy heroic spirits in this world of constant death!

"Haha, I reminded you to seize the time to strengthen your strength before facing this scene. Although it's fast, it's not in time to save the things you cherish?"

Looking at Fujii Lian who was badly beaten, Duanmu Lian sighed helplessly.

His voice was not loud, but in the chaotic battlefield, it could be heard by everyone present.

Fujii Ren's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.

Duanmulian's words, "Although you are fast, you can't save the things you cherish," really stimulated his soul.

"Long-winded!!!!!!"

Accompanied by a roar from Fujii Ren, who had fallen into rage and madness, because of her strong desire and subjective will.

At this moment, his synchronization ability with his holy relic increased several times! His speed also began to surge.

Theoretically, the acceleration ability of Fujii Ren's [Creation] has no limit, because the object affected is not the objective world, but the subjective self, so it is a skill that becomes more powerful as the basic ability becomes stronger.

But if we talk about its own weaknesses, it is probably the instability of responding to changes in the user's emotions and not being able to reach a certain speed every time it is used.

Whoosh-!

The fierce sword light exploded in the void, leaving an extremely sharp trajectory and directly attacked the Red Knight Eleonore.

"Huh?"

Eleonore, feeling the murderous intent coming towards her but unable to see the attack, narrowed her eyes slightly and a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Fujii Ren's sudden change of the opponent's attack was due to his subjective will and intuition.

He did not choose the Black Knight Makina because he felt that this guy was very dangerous and ominous, and fighting against him was definitely not the best strategy.

That's why he chose the Red Knight.

Although she cannot surpass the White Knight in speed, Fujii Ren's strength is still very powerful.

He now intended to reverse the disadvantage caused by the speed difference in the previous battle and let the enemy experience it.

If we can defeat one of the Three Knights, we will be able to see hope in the current situation.

"Ideals are very fulfilling."

The Perfect Realm had noticed someone's intention in advance, Duan Mulian's expression was indifferent, and he pronounced lightly:

“Reality is very bleak.”

As he said this, the result of the next moment was -

Bang! ! !