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"Tch! Annoying. Even the Undying Blade of Slaughter can't suppress him?"
Looking at the healed wounds, Ma En knew that his plan had failed; even the Undying Blade of Slaughter could not restrain the opponent's 'Twelve Trials'.
Moreover, after he revived this wave, the effect of the Undying Blade of Slaughter will be reduced, and the opponent will have resistance to this Noble Phantasm.
"What should we do? Should we retreat now?"
Cú Chulainn understood that the current situation was far from optimistic, so he made a suggestion.
Upon hearing this, Ma En shook his head and said, "No, if we retreat now, the enemy might use him again, and it won't be fun if his resurrection count is restored. Let's kill him here!"
"Hmm." Qiu Lin nodded, not objecting, but...
"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? To be honest, I've pretty much exhausted all my options. I only have one trump card left, which I'm saving for that bastard Archer. And even if I use it, I don't know how many lives I can take from him at once."
"Then you should keep it. I've already prepared it here."
"What's ready?" Cú Chulainn was completely bewildered by this question.
Did Marx and Engels prepare anything? How come he didn't notice?
Marn smiled slightly: "Of course they're helpers. Come out, Jill!"
After saying that, he opened his personal space and released his mother, Shan Shan, whom he had secretly communicated with earlier.
Niang Shanshan also heard what Ma En said and glared at him with some displeasure.
"Remember your promise."
With that, she ignored Marne and turned to look at Hercules opposite her.
He immediately raised an eyebrow: "Huh, so you're a mixed-race cultivator. No wonder you found you troublesome."
Ma En said speechlessly, "What you're saying is a bit of a generalization. If you include yourself, there are three demigods and half-humans here."
"No way out! If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"
Niang Shanshan immediately turned around and glared at him, clearly annoyed.
"Roar!!!"
While things were commotion here, Hercules had already recovered over there.
With a roar, it charged forward again.
"Shut up! You're not allowed to be so insolent in front of me!"
Mother Shanshan shouted, and golden ripples appeared around her, from which chains shot out.
Swipe!
The chains flew and crisscrossed, binding Hercules in the blink of an eye.
"Roar!!!"
Hercules struggled desperately, but to no avail. His terrifying strength was no match for the chains, which only tightened around him.
"This is..." Qiu Lin was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting that Ma En's foreign aid was so strong, instantly trapping Heracles.
They also noticed the extraordinary nature of these chains.
He is also a demigod hero, whose divinity is only one level weaker than Hercules', but he is still a B-level hero.
At this moment, he could clearly feel the oppressive force emanating from those chains.
Just getting closer makes me feel my own strength being weakened.
"The Chains of Heaven are weapons specifically designed to deal with gods. Any being possessing divinity will be suppressed by them. The higher the divinity, the stronger the effect. Hercules' divinity is at least A-level..."
Marne silently stepped back two steps and explained.
The reason he had to step back was because he was also being suppressed.
He possessed the divinity bestowed upon him by Tiamat, and thus gained considerable benefits.
Although the Chains of Heaven are not invincible, they cannot restrain beings with excessive divinity that exceed their limit.
But the divinity in Marx and Engels was clearly just a little bit short of that limit.
Yes, it's really just a tiny bit.
It should be noted that Marne possesses far more divinity than Hercules; he is at the level of a chief god.
"The Lock of Heaven? That's not how you attack! Could this king be...?"
Cú Chulainn realized what was happening, looked at his mother Gilgamesh, and his expression became somewhat strange.
He naturally recognized his mother's identity, but it was precisely because he recognized her that he had this expression.
"That's right, this is the King of Heroes, Queen Gilgamesh!"
Ma En knew what he was thinking, so he quietly revealed the identity of his mother, Shan Shan.
“This is really…”
Cú Chulainn immediately wore an expression that resembled that of a 'subway + old man + cell phone' person, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"What?! King Gilgamesh?!"
The three girls standing nearby were also shocked, never expecting that Maren would actually form a contract with such a powerful heroic spirit.
"0.9? How is that possible! How could Gilgamesh be a woman?!"
Suddenly, the communication projection appeared, and Roman, with a look of utter disbelief, said what everyone present wanted to say.
Cú Chulainn nodded.
That's right!
how can that be!
Do you think I've never seen Gilgamesh? That narcissist is clearly a man!
Roman was the same; he had seen it with his own eyes many times, so how could he not know what Gilgamesh looked like?
This is clearly the wrong gender!
Marne shrugged: "Infinite parallel worlds, anything is possible. King Arthur can be a woman, so who says Gilgamesh can't be a woman?"
Marx and Engels said: "It's nothing unusual. Stay calm, sit down, it's just a basic procedure."
Chapter 226 Holy crap! Where did such a huge Hercules go?! His eyes are gone?!
"Huh? Was King Arthur a woman?"
Gudako looked completely bewildered and couldn't keep up with the pace, so she asked Mash beside her.
"I don't know either, but since Dad said so, it must be true."
Mashu was also somewhat confused, but she trusted Marne.
Because she knew that Marne would not lie to her!
"Fu~woo!"
Fufu, who had been lurking and watching the show, also chimed in, making sure to let her presence be felt.
That's not the point!
Olga Marie muttered a complaint, looking at Marne with a puzzled expression.
If that terrifying power can still be explained by magicians.
What Maren is showing now, the contracted heroic spirits, is something she can't understand.
Isn't it said that summoning Heroic Spirits is quite difficult?
Even Chaldea only achieved this through a massive system, and later had a super magic furnace to provide magic power, which enabled the practical application of Heroic Spirit summoning.
But what about Maan?
There doesn't seem to be anything there, does it?
How did he manage to contract with a Heroic Spirit and still have enough magic power to keep the Heroic Spirit present in the world for so long?
It's not that it's impossible for a magician to do this with just 21 magicians; it's possible. However, this would place a heavy burden on the magician and also affect the performance of their abilities.
After all, since the magic power is given to the heroic spirits, the amount of magic power available for distribution to oneself is reduced.
This can be seen as a weakening effect on magicians who rely on magic as their primary source of energy.
But judging from Marx and Engels' appearance, they're not weak at all!
On the contrary, they are very energetic and can even fight with the Servant, acting as if nothing happened.
Moreover, the contracted Heroic Spirits are also very powerful.
The oldest king! The Great King! Ergamesh!
Although I don't know why she's a girl, there's no denying that she's incredibly strong!
This is not.
After trapping Heracles with the Chains of Heaven, Gilgamesh unleashed a few attacks, bombarding him with various Noble Phantasms, and completely annihilated Heracles.
What was originally a very troublesome enemy vanished into thin air with just a few words.
Not only was Olga Marie startled, but even the others who were wondering why Gilgamesh was a woman were shocked!
no? !
Where is Hercules?!
Where did that huge Hercules go?!
How could it be gone in the blink of an eye?!
What?! She was killed by her mother, Shanshan?!
That was way too fast!
Seeing everyone's gazes turn towards her, Shan Shan, who had finished her fight and was about to call it a day, frowned and coldly shouted, "Who allowed you to look directly at me like that? You bastards! Look! If you don't believe me, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
Upon seeing this, everyone instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to provoke this tyrant who looked like he was not to be trifled with.
However, Cú Chulainn looked somewhat depressed the moment he lowered his head.
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