Original God, I, a god, was madly recreated by the system

After Scott said that the Noble Phantasm was activated, Sambo suddenly looked nervous.

Sanyueqi was also frightened and leaned back, but a few seconds later...

"Huh?" Sambo sounded surprised again.

"I seem to be... okay?" Sambo's nervous expression suddenly turned into surprise.

"Really?" When March 7 saw that Sangbo was indeed fine, his nervous heart finally relaxed.

"Hahaha, my good buddy, it seems that your treasure is useless." Sambo suddenly smiled triumphantly.

"Haha!" However, in the face of Sambo's ridicule, Scott still sneered.

"It's right that it has no effect, because..."

"I was just trying to scare you, and I'm only officially launching it now. Otherwise, how can I show how despicable I am, ahahaha!" Scott showed a Jojo face.

"Now, give me a howl of pain!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha..."

As Scott's laughter changed drastically, Sambo and March 7's expressions also changed.

Then Sambo felt something unusual in his body.

"Huh?" Sangbo's face darkened.

"Ah~" Sambo's voice changed a little

"Hiss~" Sambo's hip muscles began to tighten, and his toes began to stand up.

"Ah~" Sambo began to make strange noises and his whole body began to twist.

"Puff~Puff~" Then a slight fart sound came from Sambo's buttocks.

It is obvious that Sambo seems to be facing an important event in his life at this time.

Faced with Sambo, whose style also suddenly changed, March Seven was frightened and took a few steps back. She heard the sound of Sambo's butt. Although she realized something, she didn't dare to get close.

"Sang... Sangbo... Uncle Hantui? Are you... are you... okay now?" March Seven asked tentatively.

"Ah~ I... I... now... Ah~"

"I feel...oh, so...so bad..."

"In my body..."

"Now... it feels like there's a... torrent of destruction..."

"To destroy ~my~ future~ life... world~"

"Wow, wow, wow... I really want to... uh... pull..."

Seeing Sambo's screams of pain and the twitching and twisted body, made March Seven's scalp tingle.

Such a horrible, such a despicable, such a shameless... such a vulgar... Noble Phantasm!

It’s just as this guy said, if she falls for it, her life on March 7th will be over!

"Sambo, are you going to poop?" Hook couldn't help but say as he watched this scene.

"My Hook~Boss...Can you~stop talking about that?" Sambo's hip muscles twitched so hard that he almost cried.

"Oh, oh! Okay, I won't say anything more, but you have to hold it in. The important thing is that there seems to be no toilet in this dream, and based on my previous experience of wetting the bed, if you can't hold it in in the dream, you may not be able to hold it in in reality. Then, you'll be finished," Hook continued.

"Yes, Sangbo, you must hold it in. This is your future life," March Seven followed.

"Well~ don't... don't say anymore, if you say any more... I really can't hold it back anymore, wuwuwu~" Sambo's face was already a little purple at this time. One can imagine how terrifying the world-destroying torrent that erupted in Sambo's body was in such a short period of time.

"Ahahahaha, is it despicable? Is it shameless? Sanyueqi, this is how you dealt with me back then. You know, I couldn't even last three seconds back then! Can you imagine how frustrated I was back then?" Looking at Sambo's painful expression, Scott showed a satisfied expression.

"Uh!" March 7 didn't know what to say. Scott couldn't even hold on for three seconds. It was conceivable how embarrassed he was back then.

But now she wanted to know more about why Scott made her use such a despicable and shameless trick against him.

"Sister March Seven...Sister, let's find a way to help Sambo. If this goes on, he may not be able to hold it back," Hook said again.

"How can I help? I don't quite understand what the Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm is. I didn't even see how Sambo got hit." March Seven felt a little at a loss as to where to start.

"Besides, what if we get infected too? Then my life as a beautiful girl will be over," March Seven said worriedly.

"Uh! This... this seems to be the case. Then what should we do?" Hook was also undecided.

"I don't know either! How about we just abandon Sambo and run away?" March 7 said tentatively.

"Isn't this... too disloyal? Leaving his own brother behind and running away by himself?" Hook was shocked.

"Which is more important for a beautiful girl, her reputation or her sense of justice?" March Seven retorted.

"Uh..." Hook thought seriously.

"Clap, clap, clap!" Scott applauded directly because of March 7's speech.

"As expected of you, the despicable and shameless March Seventh, I'm not surprised you would say such things. You still dare to call yourself a beautiful girl? Pah! Your shamelessness hasn't changed at all!"

Upon hearing this, San Yue Qi lost his composure. "Hey, who's the more despicable one? It was you who attacked us first with such despicable tactics. How dare you say I'm more despicable than you?"

"If you continue to slander me like this, I will really explode with you!" March Seven was so angry that he was immediately at a loss for words.

"Come on, how can you fight me now? I am a heroic spirit now, not the man who can only rely on the company's mecha." Scott said fearlessly.

"You..." March Seven pointed at Scott and didn't know what to say again.

However, Scott did not intend to let March 7 go, and he spoke the next second.

"Aren't you going to beat me up? March 7th?"

"Since you won't fight, then I will... He just blocked one of my Noble Phantasms. This time, you won't be so lucky..."

"Look at the moves... Noble Phantasm..."

Just as Scott was about to use that despicable and obscene treasure against March Seven.

When San Yueqi's face changed drastically with fear, a male voice came from all around.

"Tsk, I originally planned to come out to gather intelligence, but ended up seeing something so speechless."

"Also, this local Servant, you haven't forgotten that Servants of the Holy Grail War cannot appear in front of ordinary people at will, right?"

As the male voice appeared, a stream of red light shot towards Scott.

Seeing that streak of light, Scott immediately realized that he had met a Servant from another world again.

"Tsk, you servants from another world are really lingering around. Why are you everywhere?" Scott yelled in extreme dissatisfaction, but because of the opponent's attack, he chose another option.

"Assassin, help me! Otherwise I will take revenge on you."

As Scott finished speaking, another male voice sounded.

"cut!"

Then Scott's figure disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, a red gun stabbed into the place where Scott had just stood.