10pm, Snowfield Central Church.
From a geographical point of view, Snowfield Central Hospital and the police station face each other across the city's largest casino, Crystal Hill, and the Central Church is built not far from the hospital.
Although the history of this city is not long, the church's appearance looks quite majestic, so there are always many devout people and tourists coming here.
But now, the usually bustling church has spread its barrier to repel people, turning it into a space that ordinary people would never want to approach.
The priest who was still in the church late at night smiled bitterly and said, "You are not here to seek protection, are you? I also want to tease the director."
This is the very distinctive priest wearing an eyepatch - Hanse Cervantes.
Four nuns stood beside him. Although they were wearing monastic uniforms instead of battle uniforms, they were ready to fight and stared at the visitors warily.
Because the person who came was none other than the "Twenty-Eight Monsters"—about twenty-five members headed by Vera entered the church.
The director only left a few members with him to sit at the police station and direct the operation. He believed that the church could be used in this operation against the hospital.
"I understand what's going on, but do you think I would agree?" Hansa was puzzled.
Vera replied: "We are not here to ask for support. According to the plan, we only need you to help us protect one person here."
"The unconscious Master and the Servant acting alone... Whether as a supervisor, as a priest, or as a person, I agree to protect the Master, but first she must be willing to withdraw from the Holy Grail War. As for this time In this situation, the key lies in whether you can negotiate with that servant, isn't it?"
"Yes, if things don't go well, we may directly eliminate the servant. But doing so would be beyond your scope of duties as a supervisor, so we will not ask for your help."
"I see. Even though I feel like I'm being used cleverly by you, this is the fate of a supervisor."
Hansa replied with a shrug. At this time, he suddenly discovered that next to the police, a young man was staring at him intently.
"By the way, he... doesn't look like a policeman."
Hearing this, the young man named by Hansa - Flatt quickly took a step forward.
"Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you! My name is Flat, and I am the master of the Berserker. I feel honored to have the opportunity to help you all this time. Supervisor of the Holy Grail War, please give me your advice!"
"Oh, finally there is a master who is willing to honestly admit that I am the supervisor. My name is Hansa Cervantes, and I would like to ask for your advice."
Hansa smiled to himself.
Flatt looked him up and down and asked, "If I made a mistake or offended you, I'd like to apologize first... Mr. Hansa, did you fight with anyone in the parking lot of the police station the day before yesterday?" One? About 70% of your body is made of machinery..."
"Can you tell?"
"Well, the magic flow in several places changes in geometric shapes. Since I can't understand it, I guess it's a machine! Wow, it's different from the dolls of Mr. Langar and Ms. Orange... It's amazing. I'm still the first Meet the cyborg once! Can you fire a rocket punch? Or a drill or something?"
Hansa shook his head at Flat, who saw through his physical characteristics: "I can't shoot with my fists. As for the drill, I'll keep it a secret. However, I can stretch one arm up to three meters, and I can also shoot grenades. Quietly. Let me tell you, I have sanctified chainsaws attached to my feet.”
"I'm so touched! If you don't mind me being the magician of the Clock Tower, please shake my hand!"
"Of course, you are very sensible. If you are tired of magic, you can convert to the Holy Church."
The Clock Tower magician and the agent of the Holy Church, who were obviously natural enemies, showed appreciative smiles to each other and shook hands solemnly.
While the police were confused, the nuns standing together in pairs began to whisper to each other.
"Father Hansa will tell the magician all the details...is that okay?"
"He's always like this. There's nothing you can do about it, Hansa's mental age is that of a child."
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Dark location.
Bazdilot abandoned his workshop in the industrial park and is now staying at the backup base prepared by the Scladio family.
A "communicator" in the shape of a Ouija board slowly moved in front of Bazdilot, and letters appeared on it one after another, forming a text.
After reading this passage, Bazdilot said to the darkness with an expressionless face: "Alcides, can you move?"
Alcides untied his spiritual form, appeared in the darkness, let the strong magic power flow throughout his body, and replied firmly: "Of course."
"The 'rat within the police has contacted me, let's go to the hospital." Bazdilot ordered Alcides in the same emotionless voice as usual, "It's time, I need you to solve it. A child."
"Yeah?"
Alcides didn't seem to hesitate at all.
Bazdilot was very satisfied with this, but also had a question.
"It may be a little late to say this now. Although the deal with the warlock did us no harm, you retreated so neatly. I thought you would insist on killing the goddess."
Bazdilot had already used all the command spells, and there was no way to stop Alcides. Therefore, he was mentally prepared to waste this tempting deal, but he did not expect that Alcides put away his bow.
"She...is not the God I know."
"But there's essentially no difference between them."
"No, that's not what I meant. She is not the original body or a clone... I'm afraid it's a curse that is imprinted on other people's personalities, a curse that spans the ages."
Alcides calmly adjusted his equipment and walked towards the exit of the temporary workshop.
"Although I hate God, the curse left by God is secondary. Sooner or later I will deal with her. Before that, I have to deal with the demigod who calls himself the King of Heroes. It's that simple."
"Then, please finish your work tonight."
Bazdilot watched Alcides leave with sharp eyes, and informed him of the benefits of this job.
"If things go well, then the element of uneasiness when fighting the King of Heroes will be greatly reduced, and you can freely tarnish the name of the God who took everything from you."
After hearing the Master's words, the archer turned his back to him and agreed calmly.
"You don't need to tell me. I only exist to tarnish his name."
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Church rooftop.
Part of the roof of the central church is a rooftop, where you can overlook the starry sky and part of the night view, as well as the beautifully decorated bell tower.
Flat, who was waiting for action here, let out a sigh of relief.
"Ah, great... we finally settled the matter smoothly."
Hearing this, Bennett, who transformed into a watch, replied: "This is all the credit of your magician teacher. The investigation he stated in front of the police chief and the subsequent negotiation methods, I can't find anything other than perfect. Use other words to describe it.”
Although Bennett was just listening, the monarch El-Melloi II on the phone was like a detective lying in an easy chair. Although he was not at the scene, he told the story of what happened in the city clearly.
He said that the girl was probably possessed by the Servant and had made a contract with him in a deep psychological state or in a dream.
Judging from the fact that she attacked the bacterial erosion created by the Qiu family, the heroic spirit she summoned was either a heroic spirit related to pathogens, or a certain person who was regarded as a symbol of disease in an era when there were no concepts such as bacteria and viruses. Plant something. Could the abnormal phenomena occurring in the city now be caused by a very special kind of magic - bacteria-like magic that consciously selects the target of infection? After the monarch El-Melloi II made the above speculation, He conducted various negotiations with the Director, thus obtaining the opportunity to stay in England but go deep into the behind-the-scenes of Snowfield Holy Grail War.
results.
"In the clock tower, no one can defeat the professor in this kind of inspection and negotiation without using magic. Ah... However, if the other party uses blackmail during the negotiation, it will be difficult to deal with..."
Perhaps it was because a lot of things had happened in the past, but Frat propped his elbows on the edge of the rooftop and spoke in a nostalgic tone.
"There are a lot of factions in the clock tower, and it's really troublesome. In my opinion, this kind of thing is so inefficient that I can't understand it at all... The professor also said that it's very stupid to do this, but he still manages to get along well among these people. . He seemed to have encountered many problems when he accepted me."
After saying that, Flatt was silent for a moment, and then said to Bennett: "I hope the girl in the hospital can be saved."
"Yes." Bennett responded and suddenly asked, "There is something... I have always been curious about."
"What's up?"
"Why do you want to save that girl?"
"Why……"
Flatt could not immediately answer this most basic question.
"You do have a gentle temper unlike that of a magician, and I understand that you don't want to kill a girl for the Holy Grail War. However, you do not hesitate to expose your identity to other Masters who are enemies of you to save her, even if you are from From an ordinary person’s perspective, it’s a bit unreasonable, right?”
"Seeing people in trouble and wanting to help is..."
"It's not natural. Master, although it depends on the situation, this kind of thing is not natural. Humans are not that strong, so there must be some reason why they want to become stronger."
Hearing this, Flat nodded suddenly, then looked up at the night sky and fell into thinking.
After a while, he seemed to have sorted out his thoughts in his mind, nodded sharply, and then said, "Actually, it's very simple. It's because of the professor."
"Oh, are you really influenced by him?"
"If it were the professor here, I think he would definitely save the girl even if there was no reward. You are right. Although I don't understand why, in my eyes, although the professor is not very good at magic, he is a very good person. A strong person. Not only me, but also my classmates in the classroom, and even several people who hate the professor, all admit this."
Frat showed a ashamed wry smile and mentioned his own affairs to the Heroic Spirit Watch on his left wrist: "Before... I caused a big trouble and caused trouble for the professor."
"After hearing so much, I feel that you are always causing trouble to others..."
"Yeah, but the trouble was different at that time... A friend named Lou Xian and I were caught by a magician named Atram. Ah, I thought we were dead at the time."
Even life and death can be talked about without taking it seriously, Flatt said with a self-deprecating smile: "But the professor saved us with a big gamble. The professor has a friend who has been separated. Even if it takes a lifetime, he still wants to see the other person again. And to see that friend, we need to use a prop, but in order to save us, the professor put that important prop on the gambling table."
Tools needed to meet the other party——
Bennett immediately thought: Is it used for summoning? Is it a catalyst? The friend that the professor wants to see is probably the same as me - the heroic spirit he met during the Holy Grail War. If that was the case, the value of that prop was definitely not something others could determine, but he put it on the gambling table in order to save the students. It turns out that he does look like Mr. Flatt, and he does things differently from ordinary people.
Having said this, Flatt probably came to the conclusion, and a lonely smile that could be seen from time to time appeared on his face.
"If this matter only concerns me, then I will not save that girl for my own purposes. Or I may kill her first like other ordinary magicians."
"..."
"But, before I was the magician of the Escardes family, I was Flat Escardes of El-Melloi Classroom."
El-Melloi Classroom - The moment he said this name, the lonely look on Flatt's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a confident expression.
"Since I
If I am a student in El-Melloi's classroom, then my life is not my problem alone. If I do nothing to save that girl here, it will be equivalent to betraying the professor and the classmates in the classroom. To me, that's as scary as... losing my purpose as a magician. "
"So that's it. You even expressed your fear, so I have to accept it."
Hearing this, Flatt asked Bennett: "What about you? Why don't you oppose me?"
"Well……"
"If you want to win the Holy Grail War, you don't have to go out of your way to save that girl, right? If you firmly objected, I could only use the Command Seal, but you agreed very simply."
After hearing Flatt's words, Bennett shook the hands of his watch with an attitude of "What, that's what I was asking."
"It's very simple. I was just influenced by your teacher, Lord El-Melloi II." Although Flatt was taught a lesson by El-Melloi II when he called him. Two hours, but Bennett also got the opportunity to communicate with II.
After Bennett explained his characteristics as the incarnation of human will, he heard the smooth voice of II - as if he was taking a magic class, slipping into his heart easily.
"I believe that what is called human nature is gradually formed through encounters with other people."
"It doesn't matter if you're a murderer in 19th-century London, a vampire duke, or anyone else."
"From my communication with you, I can see that you seem confused, but it seems that someone has given you the general direction, so your behavior is quite calm. You are the one who appears next to Flatt with such a calm temperament. Man, I really appreciate it."
"Whether it's good or bad, if you can have a little influence on my stupid student, I will be very grateful to you. Of course, if you can learn something from him, that would be even better. This can also be regarded as a relationship between people. Let’s help each other, right?”
"I promise you, I will remember you as a person, not as an incarnation of human will. You are a living person. I remember you as Flatt's servant, in just a few days The person who guided him on the road ahead is also the person I am communicating with now."
"So, please take good care of this stupid student of mine."
"I don't have a command spell or other means of coercion, but I still want to ask you... to protect him."
"Oh, I've said it before, if I continue to talk to him... I will really be won over by him. Maybe he is a dream demon disguised as a human being." Thinking of the conversation at that time, the watch-shaped Bennett couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He finally understood why Mr. Xuanhao said that he could learn how to be a human being in this world.
What that man really wanted him to learn was not from Flatt, but to make progress together with Flatt.
He is very similar to Flatt. To a certain extent, they are both freaks walking around in human skin.
And the person who guided them... was the monarch who had certain qualities.
"One of his words touched my heartstrings, which means my life has been slightly manipulated by him, that's all." Flatt said with an innocent smile: "Then Mr. Bennett is also El-Melloi. A student in the classroom."xь.
"I am the human will born with human malice. If a great evil person becomes a student, your teacher will also find it very troublesome."
This was a matter of course, but Flatt shook his head and said in denial: "There are similar people among the graduates, so I think it shouldn't be a problem. Besides, I don't think you are a big evil person."
"It's not like it's not a problem at all..." Bennett smiled wryly and shook the pointer, then said in a serious tone, "There is still a huge flaw somewhere in your heart... No, it's not a flaw, right?" ?Maybe you don’t realize that there is a huge deviation between your heart and the world. Even I feel terrible."
Bennett continued to the uneasy Flatt: "But I'm relieved now. It's not that you have a magician like that
As a teacher, you should be in awe of his attitude towards life. As long as you have this ambition, you can overcome the deviation from this world. "
"Is that so? I don't quite understand, but I understand more or less that there are differences between me and magicians... and ordinary people."
"Don't worry, I am the same. This is a common problem for us. Everyone alive is feeling the deviation between themselves and the world. I don't know if it is appropriate to say this in my current position - take the clock as an example, there is no such thing in the world Clocks that have no errors at all and are completely consistent with the actual time. It’s just that some people have been working hard to correct the time for them.”
Hearing these words, Flatt smiled and said, "Mr. Bennett, maybe you will become a poet in the future."
"Are what I said so exaggerated?"
"Yes. No wonder the letter you wrote to the police was signed 'from hell.'"
"...I know how to talk."
The two of them didn't laugh heartily, they just smiled slightly at each other and then turned their attention to the hospital. "It's almost... starting soon."
"Well, since we can't get rid of all the patients in the hospital, we have to use wide-area magic to make the patients fall asleep, causing the doctors to have cognitive impairment and not see the police coming in... Wait, something is wrong."
Flatt followed Bennett's voice and looked from the church's rooftop to the road in front of the hospital.
I saw the police there pointing at a certain place and shouting something.
Flatt used magic to strengthen his vision and looked where they were pointing——
Then I saw "it".
I accidentally saw "it".
A three-headed dog the size of an adult elephant exhaled blue breath. The man was wearing a strange long cloth, holding a bow in his hand, and standing leisurely on his back.
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On the rooftop of the Central Hospital.
"He came with Cerberus... Who is that archer?"
The person standing high up and looking at the giant beast is the vampire who has returned to his youthful appearance—Jesta Caltore.
The wounds caused by Hanse seemed to have not yet healed, and the skin exposed under the clothes still bore fresh scars from the holy water burns.
"Interesting. Are there other great men and monsters in this Holy Grail War? Who should I let that beautiful stalker dance with? I have to sit down and choose carefully." xь.
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The main road in front of the hospital.
Because a large area of repellent barriers has been set up, the main road at this time is extremely deserted to the police officers who are usually responsible for patrolling.
However, something broke the silence and came out from the depths of the road.
It was a giant dog with three heads, and poisonous gas flowed from between its sharp teeth.
It may take some time for the police to realize that it is "Cerberus" who has appeared countless times in mythology and movies.
This is enough to prove that the sense of oppression and terror possessed by this monster far exceeds the Cerberus they knew.
The thick magic power seemed to freeze the air.
The archers on the monster's back were also bathed in magic power, but their expressions remained normal. If he had held a sickle instead of a bow, anyone would have believed that he was the God of Death and would have screamed crazily.
The huge hell guard dog stopped in front of the policemen, lowered its head and glared at them.
The archer asked the stunned policemen in a low voice: "Where is the young son possessed by the heroic spirit...?"
As he spoke, his body had turned towards the direction of the hospital. I am afraid he was asking the girl exactly where on the floor she was.
One police officer plucked up the courage to ask, "What are you going to do to her if we tell you...?"
"Of course, according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, kill them head on."
The police couldn't help but scream.
Just by looking at it, you can understand that it is different from ordinary heroic spirits in power——
The coercion and coercion exuded made the stalkers who had fought with them in the past few days look pitiful and cute——
Such a person talks about "frontal massacre" of an unconscious young girl.
"What are you shooting-" After understanding what the archer was saying, a policeman made an angry voice without thinking.
But his anger was interrupted by the explosion.
In order to frighten the opponent, the archer shot an arrow across the asphalt road, exploding a large crater with a radius of ten meters.
Several nearby police officers were directly involved in the explosion and lost consciousness.
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer, don't hinder me."
After saying that, the archer fully drew the bow.
The police immediately understood that the archer was going to use his bow and arrows to destroy the ten-story hospital.
The arrow he shot casually just now was just to scare others, but it left a big hole in the asphalt road. This power made it clear to the police that the archers were definitely not doing anything stupid.
The arrow had already left the bow before the police could stop him.
"Tsk! You actually did this!"
Jesta immediately sensed the archer's intention and crushed the water tower he was on with one kick. Then he used some unknown power to freely control the overflowing water and block the incoming arrows with all his strength.
The water flow exploded, and under the illumination of the street lights, the water droplets spread out like fireworks.
The arrow, which narrowly missed, cut off part of the hospital's rooftop and eventually disappeared into the sky.
"Oops, what's wrong, what's wrong, policemen? You have to work harder, otherwise I will be in trouble."
Not long ago, Jesta almost destroyed those policemen with her own hands, but now she was encouraging them. Jesta sneered, then sighed: "If I turn Caoqiu Chun into a member of my race, she can avoid this difficulty... But in this case, the stalker will kill her without hesitation. Tsubaki. It’s boring and annoying.”
After talking to himself, he realized one key thing and shook his head again.
"No, judging from her physical strength, her body shouldn't be able to hold on, and she will probably die before she changes..."
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"Monster?"
Alcides stood on Cerberus's back, looking at the man who had just created a thick water shield. Seeing that the man exuded an aura that was different from either a heroic spirit or a god, Alcides jumped to the ground warily.
"If anyone gets in the way, bite him to death."
The three-headed dog of hell (Cerberus) was summoned by Alcides using the Noble Phantasm - Kings Order. It was a magical beast that he captured in trials in the past and did not exist in the human world.
After giving the order to the giant monster, he raised his bow seriously again in order to destroy the hospital and carefully observed the "enemy" on the roof of the hospital.
"That aura is definitely not a Servant, nor is it the same as the woman who calls herself a goddess. I'm afraid it's a beast born from the planet or something...is it a Nemean Lion in human form?"
Thinking that the fur covering his face also came from a lion, Alcides further increased his vigilance.
He was thinking about whether to use the Twelve Glory to summon another thing, when he suddenly felt a slight shock on his back.
"Slight" is just Alcides' own perception, but in fact its power is enough to penetrate the body of the tank.
What was blocked by the Nemean lion's fur was a spear thrown by a policeman.
"Damn it...how could it be blocked...why is this happening again? Why! What's going on! Are you also a Dead Apostle? Bastard..."
As if echoing the policeman's cry, other policemen launched long-distance attacks one after another that were suspected of being Noble Phantasms.
"too weak."
Alcides blocked the attacks one by one with his bow, took advantage of the gap and shot an arrow, blasting a big hole in the ground again.
"What is Cerberus doing? He clearly ordered to kill anyone who interferes, but not a single member of the police force has been reduced. No, there are even more people."
Alcides
Only then did I realize that there were indeed more police officers than before.
But Cerberus was indeed following Alcides' orders. It held several human bodies in its three big mouths. It had more than a dozen policemen trampled under its feet, and the policemen who were trampled were still resisting desperately.
Seeing this scene, the police also realized something was wrong.
"Hey, this..."
"Who are those people in its mouth...?"
The confused whispers of the policemen made Alcides frown——
Then dozens more policemen appeared in front of them, leading the charge towards Cerberus.
None of them had weapons similar to Noble Phantasms in their hands. They just held pistols and batons and rushed towards Cerberus in a chaotic manner.
It was almost like they were scrambling to be eaten.
"Impossible, this..."
"Nothing is Impossible."
Alcides turned his head when he heard the sound and found an ordinary policeman standing behind him. As he watched countless police officers dressed the same as him being eaten one by one, he said with a crazy smile: "I am a sinner who is said to have come from hell, a murderer with no way to atone for my sins. It is just right for me. Bitten to pieces by hell’s guard dogs.”
The officer engaged in a confrontation with Alcides.
He still only had a pistol and a baton, but he faced a demon more ferocious than Cerberus alone.
"You can actually control that demon dog in the underworld. Although I think it's impossible, I still want to ask, are you Hades?"
In an instant - dark anger emerged from Alcides' body, and he made a voice full of hatred towards the police: "Weak person... Even if you know that my power is far stronger than you, you should not compare me with fools like the gods. . If you make the same mistake again, I will make you pay a price heavier than death."
Hearing this, the policeman smiled fearlessly and said, "I just wanted to test you. If I offended you, I apologize. So, you really don't look like a god. If you are a relative of a god, I might be able to forcibly connect cause and effect." , turned into your appearance..."
"What?"
"It seems that I can't become you. But?? It's not because I can't but instinctively don't want to... I already understand your essence. You are not Hades, but you carry Cerberus and hate the gods. By clicking on it, you can roughly guess your identity. I didn't expect to see you in this world, no... you are not him... the great hero who denies the gods. He obviously has the same name, but he is deeper than you. It’s clearer and more righteous…”
I don’t know what method the police used, but it seemed that they had discovered Alcides’ spiritual power.
Knowing that Alcides was a strong man, the man dressed as a policeman still raised his weapon to challenge.
"You who are willing to fall are not worthy of that name...I will kill you!"
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"That's not an illusion... What's going on? A real entity was created and was eaten by Cerberus."
Jesta frowned as she looked at what was happening on the main road in front of the hospital.
Just when he was hesitating whether to seriously fight or grab Chun and run away, this mysterious policeman appeared.
He originally thought that the other party was heading towards Cerberus, but he saw identical police officers appearing one after another, blocking Cerberus' mouth and trapping its movements.
Not only that, he also attacked the unusual archer, adding more clones while fighting.
"Is there a heroic spirit with that kind of characteristics in this world...Which country is he a hero?"
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"What exactly did I see?"
John Wingard, one of the "Twenty-eight Monsters", couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
John returned to the battlefield soon after putting on a new prosthetic leg. Now, a man wearing a police uniform appeared in his field of vision, but he was not a comrade.
The policeman appeared around the archers, was knocked down, and then disappeared.
Lost, and then unknowingly reappeared in a healthy form. No matter how many times his body was twisted or how many times he was shot with arrows, the police continued to challenge the heroic spirit.
Watching him fight, John regained his senses.
"What am I doing in my daze? I have to quickly support him..."
As John tried to run over to help, a hand fell on his shoulder.
John looked back and saw a man standing behind him, who looked exactly like the policeman who was fighting the archers.
"That's my prey, don't snatch it from me, retreat to a safe place."
"But...but..."
"Your job is to protect Junqiu Chun. Please don't let my master's determination be in vain."
Only then did John realize that this man was Flat’s heroic spirit.
The "Twenty-eight Monsters" members present were thinking, although they didn't know what kind of abilities this heroic spirit had, would it be more appropriate to leave it to him here?
At this time, the archer spoke.
"You weakling... give your name."
Hearing this, the policeman took a step away and replied with a wicked smile: "I didn't have a name originally. The name I have now was given to me, but... you are depraved and don't deserve to know it."
At this time, the police suddenly became two people, and the other person said in the same voice: "A great hero, he changes his attitude with the times, and continues to exist in the legends of the Gods while building great achievements. I, as Snap Finger The only thing that this insignificant human will that is about to be destroyed can say to you is——"
The number of police officers continued to increase, becoming four.
The four police officers pointed at the archer from four different directions at the same time and asserted: "You must have some reasons to make such a firm determination... But, if you want to use this awareness to deny the power of God, If you do that! If you deny all of God’s evil deeds and good deeds, and if you throw away yourself as God no matter what, then you are destined to lose to me.”
The guy who was fighting the archers in front of him not only turned into a police officer, but also turned into the appearance of other people. More voices, from four to eight, eight voices on the road in the city. There was a reverberation.
"To deny a certain stage of oneself is to fall!"
There were more voices again, sixteen.
'They seemed to be shouting at the archers in front of them with their souls.
"You are not the god who once taught me how to be a human being! You will definitely be defeated by me!"
Although he had fought and won against a god with the same name as the one in front of him, Bennett did not consider it a victory.
After all, that guy had expectations for him to the end, guiding his path forward as a human being.
Maybe he was too excited, but he had to be so excited, after all, the man in front of him was using that man's name to fall.
It was his duty to make things right.
Thirty-two fearless figures surrounded the archers.
Then, those figures disappeared as if they were absorbed into the original person again.
Then, in front of the police officers and the red and black archers, one by one
The berserk warrior who was given a name shouted out the name of his Noble Phantasm as if to carry out the will given to him——
It was a Noble Phantasm created to correct the lost man in front of him who had the same name as the great hero he was familiar with, but who had gone astray.
"It's been a while. We met in London, right? Let's end with London."
After the extra figures disappeared, Bennett looked at the Avengers in front of him with a smile.
"——'The bad fog will disappear with the dawn of London (FroHell)!"
Hell on earth immediately appeared between the hospital and the church.
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"It's actually...that's actually the case? Is that really what happened?"
Jesta's eyes were sparkling on the rooftop, and her face was filled with a smile of infinite surprise.
"Jack...Jack, Jack, Jack! Is it Jack the Ripper?! No...Jack won't say that his name was given to him. Who is this guy? He can actually use Jack's Noble Phantasm?" "
According to the name of the Noble Phantasm called out by the other party, Jesta saw the shadow of the murderous Jack the Ripper in this heroic spirit.
But the other person was obviously not Jack.
"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting~" Seeing the "world" displayed in front of him, Jesta smiled intoxicatedly and cried out unwillingly: "Ah! Ah! Beautiful stalker!" Why aren't you here now? Why aren't you enjoying this scene with me!"
He couldn't help but want to use the Command Seal, but the desire rolling deep in his guts still barely controlled his rationality.
"No... No, I can't waste the Command Seals anymore. In order to make her fall into despair and eventually die in love with me, I have to leave two strokes no matter what..."
Jesta groaned regretfully in her heart for a moment, and then shouted passionately: "Then, I will remember this picture firmly! Tell her about it then!"
His praise for the heroic spirit in front of him, who was suspected to be Jack the Ripper, echoed on the hospital rooftop: "Ah, Jack! Jack! Jack! The most impure curiosity in the world! A pure nightmare born of human delusions!"
The vampire Jesta spread her arms and circled happily, her face full of joy, and she fully praised the long-standing urban legend.
"A weak anti-hero, a folk legend that can color the darkness of night with fear! It is the embodiment of evil, spreading fear to the whole world at a speed that even the night of Wallachia cannot catch up with! Come on! Let me see, when facing the real legend, will you perish miserably, or will you fight back with a new form of darkness!
That's why the world is so interesting! Beautiful stalker! I will dedicate this funny hell to you! "
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While the vampires screamed, hell emerged between the hospital and the church.
Thick fog shrouded the surroundings, and all the trees on the roadside turned into blue-black plants that had never been seen before.
The crater blasted by Alcides was filled with bright red magma, emitting toxic vapors.
Human-faced bats flew in the air, and the flames turned into imps, surrounding the signal lights.
The phantoms of countless smoky high-rise buildings appear one after another, although they are reminiscent of London alleys——
But there was no sign of anyone.
There are no hungry children who steal bread, no gangsters who beat children to death and steal bread, no drug dealers who allow drugs to spread, and no police officers who extort money from drug dealers.
Only the Grelins use puppets to imitate human actions for fun.
In other words - this hell is, at best, a funny puppet show.
The jack-o'-lantern in the fairy tale smiles mischievously under the streetlight without any sense of reality. However, this scene is also the era when the Ripper Bente was born, and the manifestation of the desire in people's hearts.
If it is the other side of Benit, it may become "a hell caused by people's vivid malicious, incurable hell."
But the hell that Bente presents today is "the degeneration of human beings caused by absolute evil." All tragedies and human maliciousness have pushed the idea of "everything is the demon". It can be said that this is a artificial hell born from a distorted desire.
In this twisted and young hell -mixed into the only "genuine".
Alkhaus faced with "that thing".
"That thing" is about five meters tall.
It stands in the doll -like "hell" and has a real meat feeling.
The blue -purple skin seems to be mixed with blueberries and poisonous insects.
The unusually developed hands were shiny as a military knife's paw.
The face seemed to change from a skeleton to Warcraft, and he could see long corners and sharp teeth.
The wings opened behind the back were slowly swaying like the black smoke burning the corpse, and a dull shadow was born around the "that thing".
The engraving of Ear Berlos immediately rushed towards the "thing".
I saw the thin skin on the chest of "that thing" rose, and the heart released a strong light, and the pulse sound suddenly sounded around.
As the pulse becomes faster, the eyes of "that thing" emit red light--
The laser shot out of the eyes instantly pierced the body of the carved ear Berlos.
The three heads shouted like a scream like the bottom of hell, deafening, and even the twenty -eighth monsters on the road almost couldn't hold it. However, the hell watch dogs did not stop fighting.
The hit just now instead of the fighting spirit of Warcraft. It drove a huge body jumping, and wanted to use the lift in the three mouths to bite the "that thing".
However, one second before its teeth encountered each other-
"That thing" shifted the body of Ear Berlos in half from top to bottom. The fur of Warcraft became blood red due to the rupture of the internal organs and spine, and was eventually torn into fragments.
With a sound of "", the huge body of Ear Berlos fell to the ground.
Twenty -eighth monster was stunned, and Hanza Cevantes, who watched the war in the church window, frowned and lowered: "That's not a real demon ... it's a temporary fantasy species ... Ah, even if it is temporary Cruel ... "
Hansa pressed the eye mask and looked at Vlat's British spirit -at this moment became something that most ordinary people called "demon", and said, "If I don’t know he is the hero ... Come here. "
"Without the blessing of Hades, can you not reach the level of the beast at all?"
Alikers glanced at Er Berlos, and after saying this sentence disgusted, he turned to the huge dark shadow standing in front of him.
"I don't understand what you are talking about at all ... Weak, can you be able to defeat me if you think you have changed into a Warcraft? Or is this your full strength?"
After hearing Alikes's provocative speech, Bennett moved the pure white eyes that was not like humans, and laughed.
But, laughed. .Ь.
"wrong……"
Benit is the existence of human will. He can become anything that humans think, and his power comes from fantasy.
At this moment, it just started.
Seeing the devil's eyes flickering again, Alkhaus posted a defense posture.
However, the attack on him came from the dead end -the upper behind him. Alikeus looked back at the laser running through his shoulders -another demon who was the same as a mold fell from the sky.
"Human beings cannot defeat me, etc. Human beings are both fools and sages, they created me, but they are just bait of similar disability."
At the same time, a claw flying in the other direction deeply raised Alkhaus's body into the place where he became a hell stone road.
The real hell starts.
Alkatus, who fell to the ground, looked at the sky- ——
The enemy, who became a demon, turned into dozens of or hundreds of major armys flying in the air, looking down at everything.
Bennet used the treasure of Jack, "The fog will destroy and disappear with the dawn of London."
This is the treasure created by the legend of the intelligence given by the Holy Grail after he came to this world.
It is said that Jack wrote "Frohell (from Hell)" in the letter of writing. When this says from the city to the rural that is convinced of superstition thinking, the saying that "the ripper Jack is a demon, or a person who is attached to the demon and the demon worship of the demon" is deeply pierced in people's hearts. root.
After becoming a demon with this power -Bennet used another treasure.
——The is not worth the end of the tragedy (naturalbornki
LLERS).
This treasure is based on the ripper Jack is not alone, but a group. "
It contains a strange discussion such as "the case committed by Jack, in fact, the murderer is different, anyone in the world can become the Ripper Jack." Sang various elements.
The maximum number of treasures will change according to the magical strength of the imperial master -Benne has confirmed that when he partnered with Vlat Escalds, he can "disperse" at the same time Twelve people.
But no matter how much, when the two treasures are unfolding at the same time, the number cannot be reached -Ke Bannit still easily changed more than 200 demon, and attacked the "" Humanity".
The Alcatus standing on the ground has not had time to take any action, and the combo followed. Because those attacks were not launched by weapons, the power of "Niemo Asia Male Lion" could not be blocked at all, and Alkhaus was severely damaged.
Because he was originally strong, he would not be torn into pieces, but some attacks still penetrated the body, and the devil's claws and thermal poison passed to the lungs.
The steady stream of combo is like pouring rain, as if he does not allow him to stand up again.
If there is really hell torture, it is definitely the case today.
The police officers on the side thought of here, they held their breath, and they had forgotten even fear.
The absolute strong in the air suppressed the appearance of another strong, and even made the audience feel full of beauty.
"Hey, do it ... Drain?"
"I said ... that ... that ... really with us?"
Several policemen murmured with cold sweat.
Is that thing really controlled?
What about the Flat people of the imperial master?
They looked at the rooftop of the church uneasily, but did not see Vlat Eskaldes.
This further exacerbated the fear in the hearts of the police, and no one could speak.
Did that arc soldier lose the original?
The moment when someone came up with this idea -the situation changed.
"……Wonderful."
The low but clear voice spread around. I saw that the center of the asphalt road was smashed into a garlic mortar, and Alkhaus was exposed to the devil's paw.
With the dull sound, the paw deeply fell into Alkhaus's shoulders. Everyone around felt that it would be his fatal injury.
However, Alikedas held down the devil's arms grabbing on his shoulder and grabbed the devil's teeth that stabbed him with another hand.
The other devils emitted the laser together, but Alkhaus was still reluctant to let go.
Then he said a word appreciated.
He admits that this hero is not worth mentioning.
Acknowledging that this' humans are their own enemies that even a little divine nature, and sincerely give them appreciation.
"... Wonderful, the weak, you can force me to such a situation, you can climb to such a height."
"what are you saying……"
Bannit, who turned into a demon, had an ominous premonition and asked.
Alfadus ignored him, but continued: "The things you build are indeed valuable. It is good to use Ninelives to fight against Things. "
"what you up to?"
"Anonymous, I will usurp with you with respect. You have the value that you make me snatch."
The Avengers launched a treasure.
That is neither twelve glory nor shooting a hundred heads.
It can only be launched after being distorted into the Avengers -the hidden third treasure.
"ReincarnationPandora.".
Instantaneous
During, fate will be changed to all positions with despair.
The group of devils who originally flew into the air instantly became weak, and countless Bennit who lost his flight ability fell to the ground one by one.
"Damn ... ... Is it ..."
Bennite, who was still trapped on Alkhaus's shoulder, also changed back to ordinary police officers.
Bennite widened his eyes, he saw-- he saw ——
The same devil's long horns were revealed from the long cloth of Alikes, and there were also black smoke -like wings behind it. The most important thing is that Archaus exudes several times more magic than before.
In this case, in the words of the priest, it is simply the problem of phase sex.
He is the human incarnation of humans ... but I don't know, the reason why the one in front of him is pollution is contaminated by 'black mud. They have the same nature and are all malicious gatherings.
As a result, his power was taken away.
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Jesta Kartrey will look at the situation. At this moment, his face lost his smile at all.
Instead, he was deeply alert, and he had never revealed when he saw the decisive battle between Gilgamesh and Enci.
"Actually ... take away others' treasures ... treasure?"
Despair governs the main road.
Hansa looked out of the church, and the scene at this time was completely opposite to the talents.
Bannite turned back to ordinary humans, and he was standing in front of him to abandon the power of God.
It is a real fallen person.
"It's getting more and more troublesome." Ascension thought, he pursed the canned coffee in his hand while pursing.
Since the hospital's water storage tower happened to be the dead corner of the window, Hansa has not found that he is tracing the vampire species in the hospital.
But Hansa still raised his vigilance, narrowing his eyes and whispered: "So, this is the so -called holy grail war. Prepare for preparation. "
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"Have you snatched ... my ?? power ???"
The faint voice of the mad warrior echoed on the road.
I do n’t know when hell disappear, all of the previous breath surrounded by Alkades.
Alguhus's down -looking mad warrior, replied: "If you hate, just hate. As usurped, I have been accustomed to being blamed."
"Haha ... how can the usurping behavior made by heroes should not be called legends?"
"This irony is really thin enough. However, there are no heroes here, and some are just a terrible villain who is about to hang up."
After saying this firmly, Alkhaus picked up the intact bow that fell on the side.
Then, he opened the bow and said in a unfortunate tone: "Farewell, the weak, this test is very exciting. I never thought that the enemy with humans would make me have so many power."
"Do you treat ... I think of that look like humans?"
"The appearance is not important. Although I don't know your name, I assure you that I will engraved the battle at this time to my heart."
Bennite was lying quietly on the ground, waiting for the end of the end.
He was a little relieved. It turned out that the guy in front of him was not a real degeneration. In fact, the other party knew everything, but still decided to go to the dark.
Although it is not clear what it is for, it is probably ... it is a determination to set up an exceptional firmness.
What should I say?
"It deserves ... those who have the same name as those who recognize me as a human beings."
Bennte narrowed his eyes with a smile, and saw that Alguhide let go of the bow--
At the moment when the arrow arrived in the heart, Bennit's figure disappeared without a trace.
"I almost forgot, the stupid person who will use the light mantra at this time is only my royal master."
On the occasion, the Lord was determined to use the order of the curse to make a mandatory transfer, and saved the followers -this move made Alguhaas admire the heart of the imperial Lord.
Then, Alkhaus slowly looked around, and the rest were the police who held suspected treasure weapons.
They were still in a daze at first, and soon remembered their duties, and they raised their weapons one by one to approach Alikes.
"Is it treasure? I don't know why there are so many, but the opportunity is rare. Let me confirm whether they are genuine."
Arkadas appears hostile.
Before, Alkhaus did not take the police in his eyes. However, after the battle just now, he would no longer contemncare that they were just humans.
