In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

This result was not unexpected for Lu Kang at all.

This was not his first encounter with the existence of the 'First Law'.

When he visited the Clock Tower in his capacity as the leader of the esoteric sect, Victovar, he had contact with the then-ruler of the plant kingdom, Archerlot, and had mystical exchanges with the inheritor of the witch bloodline.

Even in his first simulation as Luvist... he already knew something about it.

Therefore, he knew that the creator of the First Law was the first witch of the era, a half-elf of the High Elf standard.

The mystery it possesses and passes on to future generations is precisely the system called 'Yumina'.

He also knew that this was 600 years ago.

While Acherot is still the current monarch of the Clock Tower's plant family, she once experienced a long period of decline, even losing the title of 'King' at one point. It wasn't until the rise of the 'Coal Witch' during the Industrial Age that she regained her current monarchy.

In this process, the bloodline originating from the first witch has long been mixed up. Although it is still considered a direct line, it can no longer obtain the ancient inheritance due to its purity.

The true lineage of the Witch Acherlot seems to have vanished with the changing times—its whereabouts unknown.

But because he had been in contact with her before, he could see at a glance the true nature of the power wielded by the girl named Kuonji Aratama, which was the mystery of the first generation of witches who truly originated from the First Magician.

Because we've communicated.

Therefore, he also knew that the magic he possessed was far more mysterious than any modern magic could achieve.

Magic is magic after all.

Even the smallest fragment is magic.

It is a miracle among miracles, comparable to divine power and even more so in terms of its operability, making it extremely difficult to replicate in modern times!

If a normal magician were to encounter this level of mystery, he would have no choice but to surrender.

But it's a pity.

Neither Lu Kang nor Cheng Zi were exactly 'normal' at the scene.

Needless to say, the former.

The latter was, after all, the most outstanding 'Grand-rank Magician' of the era, possessing the pinnacle of mysterious techniques for repairing the foundation of the Age of Gods' magic.

And so, faced with the 'mystery' that Kuonji Aratsu suddenly unleashed, the 'magic' that twisted the world like a fairy tale.

Then, facing the expressionless witch, her red lips parted slightly, and she slowly uttered her words—

Listen to her say, "'Louis' once had dealings with the Kuonji family."

"I do not wish to be your enemy."

"But if you go any further, you will be torn apart by the fragments of the fairy tale."

The beads at Kuonji Temple do not contain any 'killing intent'.

However, he still seemed quite impulsive.

Lu Kang, however, carried his suitcase and took one step forward slowly, then another!

He was free-spirited and not stingy with this match.

To herald the return of Luvist to this land in the Far East—the arrival of Victovar.

and even.

The return of 'Sugawara Hajime'.

The next instant, the shadow beneath Yuzhu's feet suddenly split apart within the oil painting-like barrier, transforming into dozens of pitch-black thorns that pierced through the space.

The blue birds that flew out spread their wings, and their icy feathers bloomed on the tips of the thorns, freezing the air into snowflake-like crystalline traps.

at the same time.

A purple mist, like oil paint, poured from her pocket, seeping into the gaps between the thorns and causing the entire battlefield to play a distorted, nursery rhyme-like melody.

In contrast to these.

What was truly deadly was the ominous sign that had already surfaced, lurking in the shadows of the ground like the awakening of a monster—the roots of those thorns constantly emitted the rumbling sound of collapsing stone surfaces, as if a giant fist would burst from the earth at any moment.

"PLOY KICKSHAW (The Feast of Nursery Rhymes)"

In the meantime, Yuzhu began to chant.

The girl's clear and indifferent voice made all the thorns tremble in unison.

The true nature of the complete First Law is a question that even Lu Kang doesn't fully understand. However, based on his conversations with the plant monarch from six hundred years ago, the magical fragments passed down from the witch lineage possess the power of 'negation'.

By negating 'nothingness', 'somethingness' was created.

By rejecting 'falsehood', 'truth' is created.

The kings of that time used this text as the foundation of mystical botany, denying that plants could perpetuate the mystical roots.

However, the way Youzhu presents himself today is completely different from that of the king back then.

Whether it's magic or sorcery, even if the essence remains the same, its form of expression will eventually change with the times.

At least from Lu Kang's perspective at this moment, the monsters she manifested, which she named 'PLOY (Fairy Tale),' are essentially manifestations of long-standing fairy tale poems, and the mysteries that give form to the endings of many stories.

It is similar to 'the realization of fantasy'.

Therefore, the poem of nothingness is given reality to perpetuate the fragments of 'negation of nothingness'.

As Lu Kang took his first step, the dense, surging thorns that came towards him felt like an attack from the shadows of the entire 'world'—the thorns connected all the mottled shadows painted in the 'oil painting' along the way, bringing all the shadows in the world to life. The upside-down trees and leaves, the hanging walls and buildings, were all swept up and pressed in.

The world of fairy tales is full of illusion, and the boundaries between life and death, life and non-life, seem to be reversed.

however.

As Lu Kang simply walked by, the true etheric magic naturally emanating from the body of a god was enough to form an invisible barrier with absolutely no blind spots. Under this barrier, not only mystical attacks but also physical attacks could be completely blocked to the maximum extent.

The divine body naturally brings more than just a continuous stream of the highest concentration of magic power.

Furthermore, there is an ever-expanding natural defense.

If he wanted, he could use this to reject all contact with anything below a certain standard—but if he didn't want to, he could also allow contact with anything that couldn't harm him subjectively or objectively.

Although the accumulated mystical depth is still not very high, the true ether that Lu Kang possesses is ultimately a magic that only existed in the mythological era.

Its extremely high concentration of mystery alone is enough to render most mystical phenomena ineffective.

Magic and miracles originating from the soul are presented in their entirety on an equal footing—

That was a light powerful enough to tear through the shadows.

It is a sharp edge capable of cutting through thorns.

It was even more intensely hot, like a sun crown that rose in an instant and easily melted all ice crystals and bird feathers.

In an instant, a high-temperature furnace with temperatures of thousands to tens of thousands of degrees rose up in front of Lu Kang!

——Boom!

The destructive magic, which rivals or even surpasses the standard of 'Grand Rank', is unleashed in an instant. The explosive mystery of Edmund the Lion of yesteryear, manifested by his pure omnipotent attributes, is merely an appetizer in the hands of Lucan, who has now forged a triple power.

Even though he did not actually fully unfold the triple absolute cycle that uses the spirit of God as the source, the body of God as the support, and the thought of God as the operating mechanism.

It is only one of them operating independently.

Yet it still exudes absolute mystery.

It can still do everything it sees.

Almost all mysteries in the world can be revealed in an instant.

This is a 'characteristic' of his mysterious system.

On this basis.

Without a doubt—after another round of simulations and the recording of the mysteries of an era, the mysterious 'quality' he possessed has become even stronger!

Therefore, even an appetizer presented with the 'spirit of the first crown' is enough to crush and shatter the prelude to the incomplete first spell.

Therefore, even if it is insignificant to Lu Kang, it is still an undisputed superior grade in the world.

The 'paint' applied to the world was instantly burned away, revealing the world's original, normal appearance.

Yuzhu staggered back half a step as the scorching heat hit her face, and beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on her face.

She raised her hand again.

Lu Kang approached from the opposite direction, moving at a leisurely pace.

"The robin, with a broken wing."

Dozens of blue birds perished on both sides of the road where Lu Kang was traveling.

That was her unique familiar, crafted from the poem "The Robin" from the fairy tale.

"The oil of the moon, burn it away."

The paint that smeared the world, briefly 'modified' the environment, and turned all objects into 'PLOY' for control was completely evaporated by the high temperature.

That's a monster from the fairy tale "The Shark Hunt".

"The feast of the night has lost its effect."

This is a powerful Mystic Code that was already in place before the battle began, making the night even darker and the 'fairytale' even more profound.

At that moment, the 'corona' rose.

The night ends and the day dawns.

leftover.

So there is only...

From the fairy tale poem "London Bridge Is Falling Down", she is one of the last and strongest fairy tale monsters in the series.

"The Giant of the Bridge!"

The retreating girl resembled a castle guard, forced to retreat step by step by the advancing enemy.

In this magical battle of offense and defense, she has undoubtedly fallen into a disadvantageous position.

The enemy, however, only made one move.

It only used its 'mystery' once!

Boom!

next second.

Yuzhu's final move finally emerged: a road surface that suddenly rose up, a piece of earth that 'stood' up.

It is the earth transformed into a giant—a golem with a colossal body, one of the largest 'mountains' in the world.

Its enormous fist, possessing a colossal physical body and immense physical power, surged forth from beneath Lu Kang's feet with a thunderous roar, rising in fury.

then.

Then Lu Kang kicked him forward.

With the body of a god, he alone wields the 'divine magic'—unleashing the true ether of the divine age.

Shattered with a thud!

"..."

Kuonji Yuju's face was pale.

Lu Kang raised his hand and slowly touched the girl's face. The girl's chest heaved violently, and the black fabric tightened and loosened with her rapid breathing.

Beads of sweat slid down his collarbone and into the depths of his collar, shimmering faintly in the moonlight.

Her hips trembled slightly as the skirt swayed in the evening breeze, and each rapid breath made her flutter like the wings of a startled butterfly.

She bit her lower lip tightly and stood still, even as Lu Kang's hand kept approaching, her heels sinking into the cracks in the road surface, the cracks left by the giant of the bridge being trampled.

Lu Kang thought to himself, "This is really stubborn."

This scene looks like it's about to 'kill' someone.

The seemingly lengthy battle ended in just one minute.

"Youzhu!"

Only then did Aoko, who had been watching from the sidelines, come to her senses and realize what was happening.

At this moment, she made a slight movement of her feet.