"You are not Laris! Who are you?"

Shanni's questioning sounded like thunder, shaking the sand and gravel on the arched dome wall of the hall down.

"What are you talking about? Are there anyone who dares to pretend to be the Augustus family now?"

Laris was extremely confident, but she inevitably had a much lower voice. After all, there was no Shanni of this age in her memory at all. The scene she stayed in her mind was the marching night when she was about to go to various parts of the empire to gather people.

As for Shanni, who praised her, she knew her at the beginning of the empire’s border two years ago, when the abyss had not yet launched a large-scale invasion.

At that time, she was temporarily transferred to the imperial capital. In addition to training, she could not help but participate in dance parties and socializing in the palace in her spare time, and she had a lot of interactions with many families' descendants, and Shanni was one of them.

"Hmph, although I don't understand why you have [Sword of Heroes] and have made a face that is exactly the same as the eldest princess when she was young, I know the history of the eldest princess. How could I not know that when I was in the age of Liuyan, the eldest princess awakened the red dragon bloodline in her body with the help of the tower master, Holmdan, and then broke through to become a high-level profession."

Shanni slowed down and continued to recall.

"Although her appearance had not changed at that time, both her ears and the tail behind her had the various characteristics of a red dragon flowing in her body! And you only have human characteristics, how could you deceive me easily!"

"Tell me, who sent you!"

Shanny's questioning came again, and for Laris, she was trapped in a treacherous death cycle.

One's consciousness, including the body, came hundreds of years later, and the one who stayed in the original era...

Who will it be?

Or myself?

She was in a state of distractedness, and the people around her were also staring at the ghostly ghosts on Ginza in horror.

Because, she came down, looking down at everyone with graceful and arrogant steps, her demeanor once again appeared on her face, just as if the timid Shanni had disappeared just now. She changed her face so quickly that she was three points faster than the shapeshift monster.

But for Shanni, these were nothing. Instead, after breathing a sigh of relief in her chest, her mood was much better than before the depression of the disappearance of the dragon.

What a magnificent experimental piece! And this heroic sword that she once saw from afar but could not touch. Is it destined by God?

She floated above everyone's heads and sighed.

Before Laris and others could react, they heard the complex and obscure magic spells that instantly emerged, and the statues that could only be seen but could not be moved.

Seven Ring Spell--"Human Group Insulation Technique!"

Turning them into fish on the sticky plate instantly, Ren Shanni looked at the fresh bodies with her willful eyes.

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you now!"

"There is no trace of illusion on your body, and this face seems to be born!"

She floated to Laris's eyes and stroked the long blonde girl's hair with her cold hands, her tone full of surprise.

Leris remained silent, lowered his head, and allowed the ghost girl in front of him to fiddle with her cold hands and manipulate her.

Although Laris is confident that with her high fighting will, she will resist the immunity of the immobilization effect of the advanced spell, the situation is unclear and she is not sure to defeat the enemy in front of her. It is better to wait for a moment to see if there is a turning point. After all, reinforcements are likely to be on the road.

As the commander, the matter of killing the entire team with impulse is an extremely unqualified and irrational behavior, and Laris will not make this low-level mistake.

"Tell me! How did you come here?"

Shanny said softly in Laris' ear, and the air conditioning that exhaled made the red-haired female knight tremble, but she decided to remain silent. After all, she didn't understand why she came to this era now.

At that time, her idea was to revive the empire, but from Shanny's mouth, she seemed to know that she had another self and was already on the road to revive.

If another she had ever appeared in this world, then the ending should be miserable!

Otherwise, she would not have come into being here.

As she thought about it, Laris couldn't help but think about all kinds of possible things. She had already guessed where she was on this timeline?

Dead, or?

There was a vaguely uncertain guess in Laris's mind.

That is her resurrection, if it was a plan of this timeline, then everything would be explained.

Otherwise, how could she come hundreds of years later for no reason...

Moreover, if these Sand Soul Legions that are crazy about absorbing life, if they know from their own standpoint, they will definitely be eliminated, ignore them, or even maliciously indulge them...

When Laris thought of this, he no longer dared to continue thinking about it...

And at this moment, the wailing in my ears also subsided Laris' imagination.

She looked back in horror and saw that the ghost in front of her had floated behind and floated over a coma woman closest to Laris. She was a ranger who was extremely awe of her and howled out of her mouth.

A torrent of magic that is visible to the naked eye is constantly rushing back to the ghost's hands.

"No! Shanni, you can't do this!"

Larys saw at a glance that the spell was a memory extraction technique that could damage the soul, and quickly stopped him.

But under the immobilization technique, her words were pale and powerless, and the torrent continued.

Laris had no choice but to do so. For the sake of her teammates, she could only forcefully use the effect of the ancient weapon [Sword of Heroes] to make her will save her beyond the scope of the determination of the immobilization technique. So, when Shanni saw the endless heroic spirits galloping out of the sword, she had to stop her pace and looked at the "fake" with a ugly expression on her face.

In her opinion, the person in front of her was already convinced that he was undoubtedly a fake Laris. He should have no right to use the [Sword of Heroes], but why?

Shanni's heart was a little shaken.

But when I saw that the strength of the heroic spirit was obviously not as seen in my previous life. It was a heroic spirit guard constructed by legendary creatures, but a heroic spirit with about sixth level of strength, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This is within her acceptable range.

This also made her see clearly that the guy who looked like the eldest princess in front of her was indeed a strong man on the outside and was unable to exert one-twentieth of the power of [Sword of Heroes], and a legendary hero cannot be summoned. Isn't this fake or that kind?

So much so that when the two sides really fought, Shanni's knot was immediately eliminated, and the haze that originally belonged to the eldest princess became a little shallower.

There was no suspense in the battle. Not long after the heroic spirits that were enough to shake the hall came out, they were rushed up by the surrounding sand soul legion, so that Laris had only time to use a flash to escape from the central battlefield, stand at the door, and then release a few spells to protect himself. The heroic spirit legion fell into fatigue and entered a one-sided link, like a reef in the sea, isolated and helpless.

The number of people who survived the heroes gradually disintegrated under the erosion of the sand soul army that poured in like a tide in the corridor, and returned to the [Sword of Heroes].

Suddenly, Laris and his party fell into a precarious situation.

But she herself did not regret it because she could not tolerate her companions in front of her. She suffered the pain of soul searching. She could endure it, but there was a bottom line. In the face of this bottom line, she would never take a step back!

Otherwise, she would not talk about restoring the country.

You must know that one step is given, one step is given.

Wait until then, is she still her? Even if the empire returns, Augustus's will rather be broken than the whole will be destroyed in it.

Crazy is the fuel that runs through Augustus' bloodline and drives them to move forward.

"Unforgiven military spirit!"

Her cry also ignited the will of others to decline, and the immobilization technique was removed, and the spiritual light contained in the heroic spirit body became more and more dazzling. The only thing that was depressed was Laris, who used a gain song that was used only by war sacrifices.

But her eyes were still unyielding, and she held a long sword to fight against the overwhelming sand soul, and others followed one after another. But even so, facing the terrifying number of sand souls, even if they were all twenty of them, and they filled them all, it would be a drop in the bucket.

...

So, not long after, the end of the war played a prelude to the brief spell chanted by the ghost girl.

——The Seventh Ring Spell "Exhausted Wave"

The Somut candidate who can still stand, faces the high-ring spell, without the protection of magical items, is like a larva of a butterfly. It will fall into the mud with a gentle blow and will never be able to get up again.

A strong negative energy wave burst out from the bones in the ghost's hands.

A gray ripple about one meter long was lightning-fast, and from the beginning one meter long turned into a gray ripple that was enough to cover the entire hall.

All humans who were exposed to gray ripples, including Laris, felt a strange feeling of nausea and dizziness.

This is the effect of their will in resistance.

Without exception, all the people except Laris collapsed to the ground, and the paralysis effect that was even more terrible than the human body stamina, appeared on them. Now, it is a luxury to open their eyes.

The only one who struggled to support the scene was Laris, who was already strong in will.

But she summoned heroes twice in succession, and spent too much physical strength in the battle just now, and her will was already close to the threshold. When faced with this range of spell, she finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She fell down, and the sword in her hand also fell off, making a jingle sound.

Due to the weakness of the master, the heroic spirit returned to the long sword one by one.

Finally, Laris could only turn her head and look at the transparent deerskin boots floating in the air in her field of vision, gradually approaching her, and then stand still.

She was talking.

But Laris's mind is now filled with all kinds of negative effects, and she can't hear what she is saying.

Vomiting, dizziness, weak hands and feet, nausea from the inside to the outside...

Like a dead dog!

Oh.

She sighed, closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, and let the winner yell in her ear, but she couldn't speak even if she wanted to speak.

I don't know how long it took, the world became much quieter, and only the occasional roar of sand souls in the hall. As the noise of this quiet midnight, if it was midnight now, she was not sure. Before entering this dark tower, the setting sun had released it to the desert in one day, with one of the few kindnesses.

The ghost girl had long disappeared. In addition to her slumped companions, there were sand souls that occasionally floated by.

Her sword of heroic spirit is gone!

Laris, who had just gotten rid of the negative effects of exhaustion, but was still very weak, thought.
To be continued...