Stray Chapter 53: Respective cards

Speaking like this, Gilgamesh's scarlet eyes stared directly at Irisviel, revealing undisguised disgust.

He hates bastards, and for some reason, he hates **** like androids even more. If it wasn't for Kotomine Kirei's request, he planned to kill everyone here, not a single one... But Now, I can only hold my nose and endure it for a while.

Anyway, this woman will not live long in Kotomine Kirei's hands, and she doesn't need to be humiliated to deal with such a **** by herself...

As for why Kotomine Kirei was interested in Emiya Kiritsugu, after he killed his biological father and experienced that kind of joy, the next thing he wanted to do the most was to catch Alice. Phil, used to threaten Emiya Kiritsugu—

It's just inexplicable. Could it be that the man Emiya Kiritsugu is close to and likes, he wants to use Irisviel to threaten the other party, so that Emiya Kiritsugu is in a dilemma and tangled in pain, to satisfy his own Pleasure nature?

Well, Gilgamesh didn't want to know the reason, and didn't bother to go into it.

Anyway, he just had a similar odor to Kotomine Kirei, and he felt that the other party had just signed a new contract with him, and he also had a command spell of more than two digits. An important reliance on former shame.

So Gilgamesh doesn't care that Kotomine Kirei wants to kidnap Irisviel himself, what is it for? He just needs to kill all the people here and take them back. After all, he has to take into account the new contract. What the author thinks... at least for now.

As for how Kotomine Kirei will torture this woman afterward, how to make that Emiya Kiritsugu suffer and despair, that is Kotomine Kirei's own business. As the supreme ancient king, he only needs to enjoy the drama performed by the bastards. That's it.

"It's really troublesome, it's really hard to get through with us..."

The Conqueror King thoroughly confirmed Gilgamesh's brain twitching, and suddenly felt a headache. The destructive power of this neurosis is too strong.

The actions of normal people are predictable. Based on their own behavioral characteristics, interests, etc., they can predict their reactions to various things to a certain extent. In such a free world, cerebral palsy Obviously have more freedom than normal people.

Do what you think you can do, do what you want, how do you predict his behavior with this kind of neurosis? No matter how well you plan, this kind of person can screw you right up...

It is like the plan of the King of Conqueror and others. It is completely based on the basic principle of uniting the vertical and horizontal, and jointly resisting the strong enemy. It considered the possibility of winning Gilgamesh, the possibility of rescuing Saber, and that The magician's response...

The only thing I didn't think about was that the most terrifying Liudong Temple didn't respond yet, but Gilgamesh suddenly became nervous and wanted to attack them, and arrogantly declared that he would end the Holy Grail War tonight.

Don't say they are unprepared, even the Liudong Temple group probably couldn't think of it?

However, when the air was rapidly twisted, the powerful magic power was rolling, and the Noble Phantasm group was shooting in all directions as if they didn't need money, the King of Conquerors could only choose to fight - the other party wanted to kill them, and then Steal Alice Phil.

No matter which of these two things it is, he can't accept it obediently. Do you want his own face?

"Wow...to die..."

Webber hugged the giant man's waist tightly, crying with tears in his eyes, because the wheel of Shenwei was shifting and drifting rapidly, dodging the shooting of the machine gun-like Noble Phantasm, so that it shook like a storm in the sea sampan like.

However, this situation didn't last long, and the King of Conquerors didn't want to be passively beaten all the time. He found that Gilgamesh's firepower displayed tonight was particularly terrifying. piece of treasure.

Perhaps the D-rank Noble Phantasms are the most numerous, occupying most of them. Occasionally, a few C-rank Noble Phantasms are mixed in, but they can't help but their essence is Noble Phantasm, a noble fantasy. The magic power it contains is very powerful.

There's something wrong with this. Could it be some kind of medicine?

After all, to maintain this kind of firepower, this **** king is not afraid to drain his master's magic power, and even if he drains his master's magic power, how long can he last? Not everyone is that freak magician.

The King of Conquerors had such doubts at first, but after careful observation, he found that the magical aura tumbling around the Golden Archer was almost several times stronger than before, giving everyone an obvious sense of power and sharp edge.

Command Spells!

Definitely used a Command Spell!

This insane new contractor is actually so extravagant, in order to let Gilgamesh use the regular attack of Noble Phantasm to directly consume the Command Spell? How rich and powerful does he have to be able to waste it so much?

The King of Conquerors can't get the answer, and he knows that there is no point in dealing with it like this.

"Huh?"

Webber suddenly felt the change in the surrounding environment. The night when the snow started to fall, the temperature has become very cold, and he will spit out white air when he speaks, and he also feels a little shivering.

But I don't know if it's the illusion that time has stagnated for a moment. The cold air of the winter night is suddenly replaced by the heat, and the wind is hot and dry, as if it is going to burn everything.

This is not like a snowy night, the unknown hot wind erodes the present world, and then - the world is turned upside down.

The strange hot wind brings hot sand, and distance and location have become meaningless in this night's bizarre phenomenon, as the dry wind with hot sand changes everything it goes.

The sun scorching the earth...

Sunny sky...

Until the horizon blurred by gravel...

There is no shelter wherever the field of vision goes. It seems that everyone has been transferred to the other side of the earth by an unknown force in an instant, so that the snowy night has become day, the snowy landscape has also become hot sand, and the cold is replaced by blazing heat.

"Inherent enchantment?" Irisviel's exclamation helped everyone quickly determine the essence of the Noble Phantasm of the King of Conquerors.

This is the real phantom that erodes the real world. It can even be said that this is the limit that magic can achieve, and it is close to the concept of miracle...

"How is that possible? You're obviously not a magician?!" Weber cried out, feeling that he couldn't understand it at all.

Inherent enchantment is a great magic that embodies the landscape of one's own mind. Once this spell is activated, it will change the surrounding space into a completely different landscape. The embodiment of the mental image scenery, that is to say, the inherent enchantment is to replace oneself and the world under the condition that the realm remains unchanged.

The big magic that rewrites the reality with the "mindscape" of the magician is the "magic" closest to "magic", and it has been listed in the list of forbidden spells by the Magic Association.

Because this magic is a branch of "realization of fantasy", it was originally an ability that can only be used by elves and demons, but after years of accumulation, the magic that can create a personal mental world has finally been completed, and some superiors cast spells It will become possible to create an "inherent enchantment"——

But in general, there are not many magicians who can perform this world-changing magic.

"Of course I can't do it...but this is the land that our army once crossed, and the warriors who have shared weal and woe with me have this scene firmly imprinted in their hearts." The giant man let out a hearty laugh, " The world can be reproduced because it is imprinted on each of us.”

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the silhouettes of many troops emerged one after another.

Although their races and equipment are different, their strong bodies and brave knights all show the strength of the army. And most importantly, these people are servants.

——Is this the continuous summoning of independent servants?

"Look, my unparalleled army!"

Filled with pride and pride, the King of Conqueror shouted with his arms raised in front of the army of Heroic Spirits that came through time and space one after another.

"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned, and the eternal friends who travel through time and space will answer my call."

Betting on the king's dream, the heroes who ride the battlefield with the king, the loyalty and righteousness that will not end until death, the conquering king has turned this into an exceptional Noble Phantasm——

The Noble Phantasm of the Ex-level Anti-Army, "Army of the King", can be said to reproduce the legend of the invincible army that traversed the earth, cut off the ocean, and swept the nations.

"I really underestimate you, you unsightly fellow..." Gilgamesh's eyes were full of hideousness and cruelty, but his ruthless murderous aura did not weaken in the slightest. "Indeed, no matter how weak the **** is, if so many come up together, it will indeed make me very laborious..."

Probably because Xia Ran didn't care about the banquet of the three kings at all, and did not intend to push everyone to reproduce the classics, and then watched the three people express their opinions at the banquet and argue about the superiority of their respective kings.

So at this time, it is difficult for Gilgamesh and the Conqueror to have any sense of identity with each other, and to show any sympathy for each other.

Alone on the opposite side of the sea of ​​sand, facing the vast army, the golden archer's face is not afraid, some are just a kind of pride and happiness, he can finally show his strongest posture:

"You bastard, let the horses come over, and now I will show you what it means to be a true king, and I will show you the laws of the world myself."

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In the church.

"It's still a step late, and my guess is correct... The Command Spells have been taken away, and sure enough, that golden guy finally realized that only his equipment is the strongest? Planning to rely on Noble Phantasms A series of sent to sweep the high-difficulty books?"

Xia Ran inspected the dead body of the old priest lying on the ground, and the cause of death that was almost the same as Tosaka Tokiomi. They were all unsuspecting and were stabbed in the back from the back by the closest person. He sighed uncontrollably.

Kenneth is still a cripple, a highly paraplegic person who can't take care of himself. Of course, it's impossible to shoot Kotomine Risei. And in the Holy Church, who can win the trust of the old priest and kill him without his defense?

Probably only Kotomine Kirei.

Kotomine Li was a sad father who believed that his son was a saint until his death and had no doubts. In terms of him, Mine Kirei is a pervert. He belongs to the kind of inherently vicious being, who has a personality defect with a twisted mind and longs to see the misfortunes of others.

Only the misfortune of others can make oneself happy. If others are not unhappy, they will not feel the meaning of life. Compared with the misfortunes of those he never knew, he wanted to see the misfortunes of familiar relatives and loved ones.

Just as he was miserable about not killing his wife in the first place and enjoying that pleasure.

If you are tempted by the scumbags like Gilgamesh, it is quite normal for Kotomine Kirei to kill his biological father himself when the plot is so distorted.

Because humans and animals cannot understand each other, this is not a problem of language communication, but from the very beginning, there has been a gap in the consciousness between species.

"Does the Church of the Holy Church retain the Command Spells from the past?" Saber frowned and looked around unpleasantly. She couldn't accept the truth that her son killed his father. Of course, she was not qualified to say anything. .

—— Back on the battlefield of the Battle of the Sword Bar, Mordred's body was still lying in front of her.

"Yes, I don't know the exact number, but at least it's more than ten strokes... Gilgamesh probably found an important reliance on which he felt he was invincible."

Xia Ran said casually, then looked at saber——

"Prepare your scabbard, which is designed to surprise him in this situation."