Zongman: Heroic Spirit Master

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The young girl faintly prayed in her heart, then looked at the old man in front of her, dressed in kendo attire, and gently raised the holy sword in her hand.

Then, the agility of the heroic spirit, that immense strength of dozens of meters, was infinitely shortened in just an instant.

Looking at the surprise and fear flickering in the old man's eyes, the young girl couldn't help but feel a slight touch of pity.

Immediately after, without a shred of hesitation, she fiercely swung it down!

A silver-white sword light, carrying a pure white aura, heavily struck the man's body, without the slightest hint of hesitation. Not even a single helpless shriek was uttered. That kendo master, who could easily kill hundreds of people, was thus struck down.

However, no fresh blood splattered from the man lying on the ground. It wasn't for any other reason, but simply because the young girl had no intention of killing from the very beginning.

"750" The young girl used a sword hilt, specifically the holy sword named 'Durandal'. The hilt struck the man's body. Perhaps no wound opened, but, similarly, it caused torn muscles and shattered bones.

However, just this was enough to express her resolve. At least, that's what she felt.

"You, go and bring those so-called high-ranking officials out."

A faint voice of command, without the slightest hesitation, came from her thin lips.

Lancelot gently lifted the shining silver holy sword in his hand. On the sword's body, faces dominated by fear and helplessness reflected, one after another.

"Enemy, enemy attack!"

Immediately after, incomparably tragic screams erupted from each and every person. This originally incomparably majestic building now resounded with screams.

"Of course, if you don't let them out, then there's only one choice. I'll just kill them all."

The young girl spoke softly, a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, but even more so, a sense of resolve. Absolute resolve, utterly unshakeable resolve. She gently swung her long sword, waiting for those helpless ordinary people to run far away before continuing deeper into the massive building.

The young girl gently shook her head, abandoning the last bit of pity in her heart. After all, compared to the entire city of Tokyo, or even the entire island nation, hundreds of thousands to millions of lives.

It was simply too easy to just inflict some injuries on these fellows.

Her silver long ponytail gently swayed with her movements, subtly beckoning.

The sunlight bathed it, a silver, dazzling glow. Sacred to the extreme, pure to the extreme.

"Then, King, please don't blame my arbitrary actions."

Lancelot sighed softly, then fiercely plunged the holy sword Durandal in her hand into the hardened floor. That was an extreme vibration. At the same time, an spreading sensation, named Lancelot, an invisible perception, was released. Indeed, this also belonged to Gilgamesh's power.

Even now, she still had to use the power granted by the king she served. Truly, it's too much of a sacrifice. A slight bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Streaks of invisible waves, one after another, spread from her body, sweeping outwards and fiercely scouring this enormous building. At this moment, on the top floor of this building, countless figures, carrying immense curses, were reflected in her heart. Those were the high-ranking officials of the Official History Compilation Committee.

"Then, it's decided!" A faint click from her silver teeth, and the young girl's lips uttered vicious words. "These damned fellows, I've finally found you!"

She said this, then gently drew out the silver holy sword. Then, appearing with it, were countless figures with fierce expressions. They wore kendo attire, or ninja attire, or even various strange suits of armor.

But, that wasn't important.

"Kill her!" Those people shouted. "Kill this intruder!" They roared with angry, hoarse tones.

"Kill that damn brat!" Those were hateful words, full of malice, carrying a true determination to kill her. They truly wanted to kill this young girl just like that. The malice and killing intent emanating from these people were so evident.

Those guys might not be considered utterly wicked, but they were definitely overflowing with bloodlust. However, what responded to them was the young girl's soft whisper. A whisper filled with pity and sadness.

"I'm sorry." These words slowly flowed from the young girl's mouth. It was an incomparably genuine, utterly flawless, noble sentiment...

However, what followed was a dazzling silver glow that erupted. Swords and blades, swords clashing with swords, swords against heavy fists, swords against techniques, and even against that fragile flesh.

Clash after clash, roar after roar, scream after scream. Dozens or hundreds, no matter how many there were, they were formidable individuals. What they faced at this moment was absolute, undeniable crushing force!

The young girl swung the silver light in her hand. Every time she fiercely swept it, one after another of those robust and fierce individuals fell heavily to the ground. Not a single one could stop her, not a single one could resist her, not a single one could fight her.

Such a scene, such a disparity, was no longer something that could be described by distance. The difference between the two was truly heaven and earth. Those guys, they were truly no match!

Looking at herself, she saw that there was no one still standing in front of her. Lancelot couldn't help but reveal a dazzling smile. She gently opened her mouth, and from her lips, she uttered words tinged with a hint of arrogance.

"These guys are truly too weak!"

But, immediately after.

From behind this young girl, an angry voice echoed.

Such words, carrying mockery and provocation.

"You're too arrogant and overconfident!"

And, an incredibly sharp gust of wind! A silver glow, at this moment, was about to strike the young girl's body, piercing her eyes!