Bluebeard put their lives on two ends of a scale, and then gave the choice to Wu Ke.
"If you choose to live, I will let you leave alive, but instead this child will need to die in the blood pool in your place and be absorbed by me as a source of magic power."
"Woooooooo..."
The little boy with reddish-brown hair, who was tied up by the tentacles, had a very frightened expression. He was crying, kicking his legs, and struggling in vain.
"And if you choose to die, then stay in the blood pool and wait to be absorbed by me. I can guarantee you this child's life."
"Come on, make your choice, which is to succumb to your own instinctive fear to survive and sacrifice a child who has nothing to do with you in the first place.
Still believe in your unknown belief and die to save a child who has nothing to do with you.
It's time to have an answer..." Bluebeard said expectantly. What he likes to do most is not only giving hope to desperate people, but also letting people who see hope and think they can escape to save their lives. hope is destroyed again, leading to a deeper hell of despair.
Bluebeard couldn't wait to see the more desperate expression that was about to appear on the bald boy's face!
. . . .
With a severe concussion, Wu Ke could only notice a few words, and through those few words, his divergent thinking came to mind, but it was something that seemed to have nothing to do with the questions asked by the other party.
A MAD video from the past that he happened to see played on his good friend Levi's cell phone. Some of the lines in it appeared in his mind, gradually integrating with the current bad situation.
Choose to kneel down and live in humiliation?
Or, stand up and die humbly?
this……
Do you still have to choose?
Are there any heroes (messengers of justice) who turn their backs on powerful enemies (bad guys) and run away?
It didn't happen before, it doesn't happen now, and it won't happen in the future!
Supporting the body that was about to fall apart, he stood up from the blood pool with difficulty.
If this world really needs someone to sacrifice...
Then why, that person can't be me?
so……
"Screw your uncle's despair. Mother Ganlin is incompetent. There is only one thing I want to do now, and that is to chop off your head and stuff it into your ASS!"
He yelled out this terrible line from MAD like a roar, and a switch seemed to be triggered on the spear in his hand.
. . . .
"One of the two most magical inhibitory forces in the world, a collective unconscious combination of primates, Alaya has arrived.
It seems that the behavior of the guy in the stinky ditch happened to trigger certain prerequisites.
And that interesting boy met certain post-conditions, and then when the conditions were complete, it triggered its appearance. "
Gilgamesh stood up, walked step by step to the edge of the flying boat, looked at the scenery below, and opened his arms: "Come, Kirei, let us witness together, the moment when a hero is born!"
. . . .
The holy sword that condensed the light slowly stopped gathering magic power. Arturia, who was persuaded by Emiya Kiritsugu and was about to use the Noble Phantasm, opened her eyes as big as a copper bell.
Over there, there was a powerful and contradictory magic power that she felt was extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar, and full of contradictions.
. . . .
"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor!"
The boy whose mind was occupied by some of the second-best lines in MAD didn't know why he shouted this sentence.
It was just that this sentence came to his mind naturally, so he shouted it out naturally...
The knight's spear suddenly erupted with intense light, covering the young man's body, and the light formed a column and went upwards.
After receiving a disappointing answer, Bluebeard was about to swing down and give the opponent the final blow, but the big tentacle was stopped by a powerful force.
The hole created by the suppression force in the sky transmits the columnar light thrown into it to an unknown distant place.
. . . .
Attached to the outside of the world, in a strange space, the goddess sitting on the throne opened her eyes.
The green-gold eyes burning with divine brilliance seemed to see what was happening in another world through the falling beam of light.
She spoke slowly: "This is a battle to save (others') world, and I acknowledge it."
. . . .
When the light beam disappeared, the figure of the young man who was covered in blood was gone.
What appeared on the spot was a heroic spirit carrying a knight's spear, wearing a blue and white battle skirt and silver armor, with a white cape flapping behind his back, dressed like a medieval English knight.
"That power just now? So, was it the power of God? He actually transformed you into a heroic spirit!"
"Transforming a living person into a heroic spirit is undoubtedly a miracle, but does he think he can deal with me this way?"
"Indeed, I can feel a strong sense of threat from you at this moment, just like mouse creatures are instinctively afraid of feline creatures."
"But there is a huge mistake. It is something that the God who transformed you into a heroic spirit may not have expected!"
The huge body of the giant sea demon retreated, and it lifted the rolled up little boy in front of it: "Even if you become a powerful heroic spirit, as long as you still care about the lives of innocent people, you are destined to do nothing. can not do this.
And if you choose to give up this child's life and attack me, that will also be my victory.
Because you have betrayed your belief in justice as I wished, which is something that makes me even more happy!
How about it, do you still dare to move? "
Seeing that the heroic spirit standing in the blood pool did not move, Bluebeard felt relieved and laughed: "That's it, you can't do anything after becoming a heroic spirit, and when you want to do something, the child's body in my hand is Life, like a candle in the wind, can be snuffed out by me!"
As if playing cards, Bluebeard said something he shouldn't have said. When he was about to say something else, he found that the figure on the blood pool had disappeared.
The cracked ground and splashing blood are like an old black and white movie just flying up, moving in the air frame by frame.
Bluebeard subconsciously tightened the big tentacles that bound the boy, but at some point, it grabbed the little boy's tentacles, and the other tentacles on the side were also broken.
At the broken place, an arc-shaped gap appeared, as if it had been penetrated by a giant sniper bullet, and the tentacles fell to the ground, twisting very energetically.
. . . .
Although he didn't know what happened, Wu Ke felt extremely good now. The injuries on his body seemed to have left him, and his dizzy mind became clearer.
He was holding a gun in one hand and holding the rescued little boy in the other.
