"[O Most High God, please have mercy on me] (Dio Santissimo Misericordia de mi)!!!!!"
Buzz——
Dazzling, burning light shot out from the pattern behind Salieri and spread to the surroundings.
Lawrence discovered something that might be used. Powered by magic, several gem mirrors appeared in front of different people.
Fujimaru Ritsuka, Simonetta, Giuliano, Verrocchio, and himself.
Salieri's Noble Phantasm, in his current crazy state, cannot distinguish between friend and foe, and the reason why Lawrence condenses a mirror that can reflect magic power in front of everyone is not simply for protection.
He is for - reflection!
The magic developed by Adroson can be used to reflect many things, and can even be used to reflect things in people's hearts to create phantoms.
Of course Lawrence couldn't do what Rosen did, but he could still reflect the light of Salieri's Noble Phantasm!
so--
Buzz——
"What!? Uh-"
Mozart really didn't think of this move. When faced with Salieri's Noble Phantasm, he didn't pay much attention to it - with his current spiritual base, as the spiritual base that inherited the demon god's legacy, the strength is naturally not as strong as usual.
Compared with his servants, he originally thought he could ignore Salieri's Noble Phantasm, but now——
Under the effect of the reflection of Lawrence's gem mirror and the concentration of magic power, the destructive power of Salieri's Noble Phantasm increased by more than 10%. Mozart was drowned by the dazzling light and made a painful sound.
When Mozart was attacked, Mozart's master Lorenzo just stood high up in the palace and watched coldly.
The tip of the long sword sank into the ground, connecting it with the land to reflect the light in Lorenzo's eyes.
Of course he could see Mozart's predicament, but he had no intention of supporting him.
Just hold on and it'll be fine.
Just buying enough time is enough.
Lorenzo looked at the sky expressionlessly, thinking this.
As long as I can use my magic power to make my city an eternal city.
No matter what you want to cut off, you can offer it.
boom--
With Lorenzo's thoughts like this, the ground trembled.
Fujimaru Ritsuka almost lost his footing and was caught off guard.
"What happened?" she asked Lawrence.
"Ah, has this started?"
Mozart, with burns on his body, stood up from the ground and raised his head with an interesting smile on his face.
"What started? Hey! You said - what started!?"
Giuliano, as the only ordinary person in this battlefield, seemed to have realized something. He looked at Mozart with some horror and shouted loudly.
"Of course it is - the process of turning the king's kingdom into an eternal kingdom."
Mozart raised his hands with a wanton smile on his face.
But he immediately lowered his head and spoke softly in a voice that only he could hear.
"It's just that it has nothing to do with me."
After saying this, Mozart controlled his seriously injured spirit base, summoned those black angels again, and rushed towards the people of Chaldea.
"There's no end to these damn things!"
Simonetta frowned, blood wrapped around her hands - but there was no blood to suck from these things! Faced with such magical creations, vampires have always been the most troublesome to deal with.
"Mr. Giuliano, the eternal kingdom—what is going on!?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka was keenly aware of what Giuliano might know, and asked loudly.
"No, I don't know, but it's definitely not something good."
Giuliano said bluntly.
He really doesn’t know what the so-called eternal kingdom is, but with Lorenzo’s current mental state, what he wants to create will definitely not be a good thing. Only on this point, Giuliano can completely
Determined.
and--
Now the things that this city is most proud of have been cut off by you yourself, Lorenzo, how can a country like this last forever!?
He has to go to his brother and his king to remonstrate with him and question it loudly with his own mouth!
"What a coincidence, I feel the same way!"
Verrocchio stood in the distance, throwing out a statue of David, knocking a black angel away, and panting.
Lorenzo is the great Lorenzo, but this Lorenzo is not. This Lorenzo has undoubtedly been tainted.
If this kind of thing were to be told to him while he was still alive, he would definitely give the person who said this a good ridicule, and then use his pointed shoes to kick the rude guy out of his studio.
But now it is the world after death, and unfortunately, he will be summoned only when such a situation occurs. The things and people he encounters are destined to be abnormal.
Just like Lorenzo de' Medici, who stood on a high place and wanted to create the so-called "Eternal Kingdom", or his student who turned into his wife.
It’s so confusing, heroic spirit.
So, as expected, it would be easier to participate in a normal Holy Grail War, right?
"Gottlieb! Kill you - kill you! Only kill you!!!"
--boom!!!
Buzz——
Facing Salieri's crazy attacks, Mozart, who was retreating steadily, just smiled, took a few steps back, and once again released his black magic power that seemed to explode.
"This is the unique point... Salieri."
"You have become less like you, and I have become less like me."
"The man in gray and the new demon god, no matter how you think about it, it is a very ridiculous thing, right?"
He said something he didn't know what to say, and he seemed to regard the baton in his hand as something like the silver sword held in Salieri's hand, and stabbed towards Salieri.
Poof——
There is no doubt that Salieri's body is larger, and the silver sword is longer than the baton in Mozart's hand. The silver sword pierced into Mozart's body.
Blood flowed from Mozart's mouth.
Black blood.
"Goth... Lieb!"
The revengeful monster shed tears of blood and called out to the object of his revenge.
Puff——Puff——
But Mozart did not turn into a golden spirit and dissipate in the air like other servants who left the scene.
His spiritual reaction——
"Mr. Salieri - back away quickly!!!"
"The power of the Demonic Pillar in Mr. Mozart's body is increasing, and it will soon turn into a new Demonic Pillar!!!"
Matthew's voice rang through the communication, and Salieri, who had fallen into madness, finally regained some clarity.