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Please let me go to the Throne of Heroes (full version anglaise)

"I have traveled to the Xingyue and gained the approval of the root. As long as I can die abnormally, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become the Lord of the Throne of Heroes, a stronger and freer existence than the Seventh Crown." "For this reason, I began to I scolded Jin Shining face to face, challenged Zeus the Almighty in Greece, kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, declared Solomon to be a devil rather than a son of God in Israel, and stood in Morgan's place to death in Britain . Side..." "But why, am I still alive?" 1994, Fuyuki. A famous existence in history, the third friend of the oldest king, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the person favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in northern Europe, the incarnation of the god who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, Ka. Prince Merlo assists... Rowe, who is young but full of vicissitudes, sat on the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, sighed, and looked in front of him: "You say, what went wrong here?" "Or, you will kill me. , let me go to the Throne of Heroes? Please!" Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette and glanced at Artoria who held up the holy spear beside him, the treasure of the king unfolded by Gilgamesh, and the detective of the kingdom of shadows. The red tip of the spear that came out... The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly. Original livre https://trxs.cc/tongren/6362.html

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Chapitre 293

Chapter 293

Author: Luozhou White Horse

She has long snow-white hair and hugs the puppet turned by the Snow Wind Fairy. The strands of hair on her forehead are scattered, covering a pretty and delicate face. The gorgeous court dress wraps her graceful and exquisite body, and her open chest is open. The bare fair and round, slightly tiptoe toes exposed the slender legs under the hazy swaying skirt, the curved hips were gracefully arched, and the raised hands seemed to want to catch the sun...

Catch this warmth that she has never seen or felt before.

Got.

But suddenly felt confused.

This is also Russia, but it is already modern...

This is an era without Tsarist Russia, let alone Ivan the Terrible.

Whether it is the self in this world, or the self in the Lostbelt, here... It seems that there is no home.

Spring has arrived.

The Princess of the Winter Empire...where else?

Looking at the verdant land, Anastasia suddenly hesitated after experiencing the initial joy.

Should she move forward?

Should it be fully integrated into this world?

But after she turned around, there was no home.

Where should I go back?

The dazed princess stopped in place, facing the sun, but her eyes suddenly widened.

In that sunlight, she saw a figure woven with endless brilliance.

Saw the 'Lord'...

The Russian tsar's family are all devout Catholics.

Here the Lord asked her, "Are you longing for shelter?"

"Asylum..." Anna couldn't deny it.

She was indeed longing for asylum.

No matter how much pain she has experienced, no matter how much loneliness she has experienced... along the way, Anastasia has always had her own protection.

The daughter of the last tsar did not really walk out of the ivory tower until she was dying.

The princess sheltered by Ivan the Terrible has never been on her own.

But you are always the daughter of the Tsar.

"No one in this world can shelter anyone forever. The only one who can truly shelter you is yourself."

"You come."

Hazy, Anastasia followed her own desire and took a step forward.

Then she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Between the haze...

She seemed to be back in the past, back to a long, long time ago.

She is still the last princess who lived in a time of world change and communication. She stood at the court ball, dressed gorgeously, and enjoyed the envy, longing, and looking up eyes of countless people.

Everyone was ashamed in front of her.

But someone who was out of tune with the ball reached out to her at the ball.

The man was wearing a taupe military uniform.

That man did not have the pretense of aristocrats, nor the pretentious elegance of the so-called upper class.

He did not come to invite the noble princess to dance.

Instead, invite her...

Get out of this resplendent ivory tower.

He is indeed not a noble.

But a revolutionary army mixed into the palace.

This was something that Anna only found out later.

But she did not regret accepting his invitation, because after leaving the palace, she saw the real world and knew the pain of the lower classes. As the last princess, she participated in the revolution...

Instead of waiting for the flames to devour himself, he actively jumped into the sea of ​​flames.

She has experienced countless battlefields.

The appearance is still exquisite and beautiful, and is envied by others, but the last princess has already held the sword.

She took her own life.

She took the lead in tearing down the ivory tower she had once been in.

Tsarist Russia has completely collapsed.

What followed was a state of the people.

Anastasia recorded in history has long since died, but in the lava fire, a revolutionary named Anastasia was born.

After all, she has the blood of the Tsar running through her body.

The blood of the Tsar was never glory, but full of sin.

Only oneself can cleanse oneself.

Even the person who originally invited her out of the ivory tower had already died in that war.

But she finally put on the crown again in the new world.

That's not a crown.

Rather, it is a crown named 'The Changemaker'.

Anastasia opened her eyes again, the gorgeous palace dress was still gorgeous, and the girl with the doll in her arms was still beautiful.

However, the timeline changes.

Beneath the weak girl's appearance, a surging heart has long been hidden.

...

The vast starry sky.

Rowe drew the sword of gluttony.

Next to him, the figure of Ying Zheng, standing under the Epang Palace, touched his chin and smiled: "What a good story... Is the fusion of history corrected?"

"But you seem to have another bad relationship?"

"Is it me?" Luo Wei raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently: "You can't talk nonsense about things without evidence."

"What a ruthless person..."

"Not ruthless, but I'm just a leader, more decisions are made by herself, isn't she?"

Luo Wei retracted his gaze from the world and responded like this.

The Russian Lostbelt beneath his feet had completely disappeared and had merged into the world.

Anastasia is the person who bears the last hope of Ivan the Terrible, and the seed that bears the last continuation of the Lost Belt. Although it is integrated, changes in the world line are inevitable.

And because it was Rowe who introduced it into the world in the name of 'Lord', the changing world line inevitably had Rowe's figure.

The revolutionary who brought Princess Anastasia out of court...

But that really doesn't matter.

Because world fusion is complete.

It is also because that is the life Anastasia chose by herself, and the fusion and correction of the world line only allows her to make the choices she desires more in her heart within the same life experience.

The girl who came from the royal family has a thoughtful and kind heart.

The flowing blood of the Tsar gave her the courage to make decisions at critical moments.

The princess who appeared in Russia was still beautifully dressed and frail, but she had found a place in the world.

And now-

Rowe raised his hand.

The sword of gluttony in his hand seemed more spiritual at this moment.

'Sword of Gluttony' is activated.

Killing Surut with 'Rage' before is also... Only by killing the corresponding disaster with the corresponding sword, can the power of that disaster be integrated into the world, so that the world can grow and become stronger. Can fully activate the power of the sword.

The activation and strengthening between swords and swords are common.

It can also be strengthened by killing Surut with 'Rage' and 'Gluttony'.

The same is true for the other five swords.

Then next...

"Is it 'Zhen''s turn?" Wearing a crown and bead curtains swaying, the black bird flying on the black robe, Ying Zheng's smile is free and easy.

The Great Wall on both sides of the 'Efang Palace' like a belt of light shook and swayed with the reverberating words.

He is also one of those disasters that will destroy the world.

A part of the seven-fold world-annihilation principle from the inner sea of ​​stars...

The eternal emperor who has ruled the earth for more than 2,000 years and judged the world with personal justice, Ying Zheng.

Corresponds to 'The Law of Pride'.

Luo Wei retracted the sword of gluttony into his body, but at the same time, he pulled out a long and narrow ancient Chinese sword with his backhand.

But in fact, facing the 'inner ghost', Ying Zheng, Luo Wei doesn't need to fight anymore.

Because the moment the ancient sword was drawn, he had already met the power that Ying Zheng unleashed on his own initiative.

The power of the Lostbelt named Eternal Daqin melted into this world in an instant.

"If it wasn't to help you solve Ivan the Terrible and Surut, I would have done it long ago."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "I am the emperor, surpassing the three emperors. The hegemon who surpasses the five emperors."

"I have sworn to protect this world forever—"

"And now, I have fulfilled this promise."

"Next, it's up to you!"

"My friend—"

"give it to me!"

Luo Wei clenched the sword of arrogance, and the dragon wrapped around the sword and the phantom of the ancestor dragon boiled over.

The Great Wall surrounding the planet disappeared in an instant, and the shadow of Epang Palace appeared on the ground at the same time.

'Pride' activates.

All the enemies who come will also become the nourishment of this world,

make it stronger.

make it stronger.

In this way, a stronger enemy will be ushered in...

"I thought you could be more patient?" Rowe retracted his arrogance and looked into the distance.

The inner sea of ​​stars bloomed with brilliance, and Luo Wei's body was surrounded by seven sword shadows, and the phantom swayed and undulated.

He faced the 'people' who appeared.

What came was not the known fourth disaster, Arjuna, the god of eternal destruction, but a pale shadow, like a 'tree', but the roots of the tree were directly rooted in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers. , is connected to the infinite world time and space, and draws energy to grow from the infinite time and space.

There is no doubt that this 'tree' is a living being.

He is a living being.

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