Tribute to the Demon King

"Wait, are you..."

"Yes. I am Berserker, but I am also Darius Rockslott."

Full of confidence and joy, Zhou Yi admitted it easily: "Don't worry, Kiritsugu. These curses can't do anything to me, I can use its power to successfully bear the flesh, and I won't be harmed by it."

Even ignoring his anti-magic power as a godslayer, Zhou Yi was originally extremely resistant to curses.

Whether it is re-enacting and preserving the lost magic inheritance, or coordinating the memory of ancient heroes, this is not a temporary call, but a permanent transfer.This is tantamount to pouring this knowledge, this history, together with the obsession and hatred of the holder of the memory, into Zhou Yi's mind without reservation.

The process is like adding a few drops of juice to a glass of water.If it is done just once, it can still be called a glass of water-but if this process is repeated tens of thousands of times, then it is infinitely close to pure fruit juice, and even the traces of dilution cannot be seen.

I have received all the desires, hatreds, joys, and sorrows of tens of thousands of people. If there is anyone in this world who can forgive [all the evils of this world], it is only one who is a citizen, a king, and the country itself. Zhou Yi.

The wills of tens of thousands of heroes intertwined together will become a powerful will that can overcome any hell—although it is much weaker in scale, in fact Zhou Yi has a similar composition to all the evils at this time.

Whether it's a curse or an illusion, once it's divided into tens of thousands, it's meaningless.Zhou Yi, who can maintain himself in the entanglement of the will of tens of thousands of people, will not be affected even if he bears the curse of tens of thousands of people.

As a result, in the end it was Hei Ni who was afraid.

Worried that its purity would be polluted by Zhou Yi, it was forced to turn Zhou Yi out of its body.As a result, Zhou Yi realized his wish to obtain a physical body and return to the present world.

"Understood, Kiritsugu. That's why I no longer have any desire for the Holy Grail."

While Zhou Yi was speaking to Kiritsugu gently, he pulled Wei Bo to his side, and lightly supported his shoulders with both hands: "But, I once swore that I would never back down and never give up. Once the behavior is full of 'victory' negative', I must achieve the established victory—"

Accompanied by his proclamation, the silver-gray spiderweb-like lines buzzed and spread out under Zhou Yi's feet.

Just like Moses dividing the sea—the black mud surging around Zhou Yi was instantly pushed away, and the lifted black mud rose high in the air.

It is not the magic that separates the water, but the magic that separates the magic.The precise control that was almost as dazzling as a skill made Kiritsugu realize the gap between the two in an instant.

"So, Emiya Kiritsugu, Karna... just admit defeat."

With an emotionless voice, Zhou Yi announced in a low voice: "As long as you all admit defeat, it will be over. I will properly handle the Holy Grail, and I swear in the name of Rockslot."

The magician who is as famous as Aoqi Chengzi finally showed the characteristics of a magician to the fullest at this moment.

but……

"I reject."

Karna shook his head resolutely, and said in a low voice: "Can you wait a little longer... My Master hasn't woken up yet. As long as Tokiomi doesn't tell me to put down my weapon, I will fight to the death."

The atmosphere that had just eased up a bit, became hot again with Karna's words.

Seeing this scene, Emiya Kiritsugu finally made up his mind.

Author's message:

I don’t know if I caught a cold yesterday or I slept too late. I accidentally fell asleep just now, and I woke up with a tm fever...so today there is only one more update.

When I wake up tomorrow and get an injection, I should be able to get another shot if nothing happens... this time it's not a flag... maybe...

Chapter 110 The End of the Third Wish

Seeing the slight change in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes, Zhou Yi couldn't help but look at him with interest.

Is he... planning to kill Tohsaka Tokiomi?

"Just to remind you in advance, even if you kill Tohsaka Tokiomi now, it's useless."

Zhou Yi said casually: "Even if the Master dies, the Servant can continue to survive for a period of time with the remaining magic power. This period of time is enough for Lancer to kill you."

Hearing what Zhou Yi said, Karna couldn't help turning his vigilant eyes to Emiya Kiritsugu.

Seeing this, Kiritsugu sighed slightly, and put down the muzzle of the gun he had just raised again.

"I don't understand, Darius. Why stop me?"

Emiya Kiritsugu raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi calmly: "As long as I kill Tosaka Tokiomi, Lancer will die, and I will also be killed by Lancer. After we all die, you will naturally get Victory at the end, and then destroying the Holy Grail. Everyone will get what they want...isn't that good?"

"Of course not."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Yi frowned and replied in a deep voice, "Because I'm not happy."

"……why?"

"The victory I want is not something crudely made. Whether it's a game or a game, a deathmatch or a bet, if the outcome is not won in the game, it doesn't make any sense. But in that case, what's the point of winning or losing?"

With an awe-inspiring posture, Zhou Yi announced in a low voice.

That gesture, like a king scolding his subjects, made Kiritsugu think for a moment that he was facing some ancient heroic spirit.

He finally realized that Darius must not be treated as an ordinary magician.

"Besides...do you really think that as long as the three of you die, everything will be over?"

Zhou Yi sneered and said: "Or do you think that I made such a big battle and spread out the king's land just to guard against you three old, weak, sick and disabled?"

"……what?"

The next moment, amidst Kiritsugu's astonished expression, the sharp and ear-piercing sound of insects gradually sounded.

Just listening to it, you will have the illusion that you are being swallowed by some giant, and your whole body is tightly wrapped by the membrane of the abdominal cavity.

It was the suffocating sound of insects reminiscent of internal organs, pieces of meat, bones, and eyeballs——

Black sludge gushed out in large streams from the body of Matou Zouken beside him.