What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

EX Attack: Fall down~

Injury (minor): Unfortunately...

Injured (big): Unlucky...

Fighting Can't 1: Luck... Big Bad...

Fighting Can't 2: Unfortunately! ! !

Victory 1: It seems that Mr. Kamijou still has good luck~

Victory 2: The gods who fool the world casually, this world...doesn't need it!

Noble Phantasm Liberation: God, if this world is going according to your ideas, then first let me obliterate this fantasy!

Conversation 1: How?Will there be no misfortune in the room?No, it would be better to say that if you are only in the room, the unlucky one will be your collection.If you're with Mr. Kamijou, it's best to go out as soon as possible.

Conversation 2: The reappearance of Heroic Spirit information has to be said to be a very wonderful experience, but without the feeling of the body, it is not so easy to get used to it...

Conversation 3: Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, the founder of the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion... How should I put it, is he really such a man?

Conversation 4: Valkyrie, I'm sorry Mr. Kamijou has a bit of a stomachache for this vocabulary. (Holding a Valkyrie character)

Conversation 5: Avengers who can't let go of their hatred... Sorry, Mr. Kamijou didn't know at that time, for Avengers, the pain engraved on the spirit base is something that can never be erased.Sorry... (Holding Wolf King)

Conversation 6: Is that Ascalon?No, no, no, no matter how you look at it, it is just an epee. (holds St. George)

Conversation 7: King Arthur's holy sword... Sure enough, it shines equally no matter which world it is in. (Hold Artoria)

What I like: What I like... Well, if it's when I don't meet the Demon God... No, I know everything, but I can't protect anything.Is there really anything I can like like this?Probably... a world where everyone is happy?

Dislikes: Although I would like to say that he is a demon god who messed up the world, there is no doubt that the reason for the chaos in the world is Mr. Kamijou himself.Mr. Kamijou hated himself as a hypocrite, and even more hated himself who had to wipe out his friends in order to erase abnormalities.

About the Holy Grail: the universal wishing machine?That kind of thing really exists...Sorry, if possible, Mr. Kamijou hopes to give a happy world where everyone is happy and has no worries.However, the Demon God gave me a desperate fact.I don't have any thoughts about wishes right now...

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The event is open: The breath of [Distortion] has appeared, it seems that it is time for Mr. Kamijou to appear.

Birthday: Birthday, Mr. Kamijou has nothing to give... No, Mr. Kamijou will do his best if he can leave you with a memory of a beautiful day.For today only, Kamijou-san will try his best to complete any request~ What?To be your personal guard for a day...unfortunate!

352. The City of Decaying Fantasy

Shinjuku can be regarded as completely hopeless...

It is extremely rotten, so rotten that it can't even be used as fuel for burning.

Human beings are slaughtered as useless waste, and various forces that do not belong to humans are playing big cards here.

"The explosion in Kabuki Town was a good thing those guys did."

Mr. Kamijou, who jumped on the roof, looked in the direction of Kabukicho, which is the territory of the [Empress], and it is the territory of tirelessly killing people and making dolls of the same kind.

But now this territory can't be said to be good, the factory that made the dolls was destroyed by the explosion, the dolls that made the dolls were engulfed in flames, and the empress who wanted to be of the same kind is dancing with the crazy wreckage in the ruins.

Desire leads to fantasy, and fantasy leads to reality.

Sing it~ Sing it~ Sing it~

Let's dance~ Let's dance~ Let's dance~

We are fiction and we are not fiction, we are reality and we are not reality.

Although it is not half true, it is a dazzling fiction.

Maggie!Princess!Empress!The most beautiful person!Most elegant man!The purest man!

Oh oh ~ Christina! Christine Daae!

Whatever your posture, whatever your posture, there is no doubt that you are the one who commands them.

Speak to us, then, and order to us, to us—

Above the ruins is the French evil spirit who has long been occupied by the arrogance of the staff and his own madness. He is a madman who can take away the belief of everything in the world for the only light in his heart.

Abuse, cut, and plunder!Cast, bestow, impart!

They are just creating hell, driving their own madness in the abyss of madness.

The poor girl distorted by the puppet is no longer a symbol of brilliance, but the phantom who is willing to believe that it is his brilliance is still roaring in madness.

This is the real Berserker, a lunatic heroic spirit who cannot communicate in order to make the one he loves sing, regardless of whether his actions are correct.

Poor, pathetic, deplorable...

Because the one you love has been turned into a doll, it is necessary to make other people enjoy this beauty together, forever, forever, forever—coloratura dolls, and turn them into coloratura dolls.

Remove the skin, remove the bones, and leave some flesh and nerves.Then shoot these unreasonable things and stuff them into the dolls.

But this tragedy is about to end, the scorching flames are burning the entire square!

But this is obviously not the aftermath of the explosion. The explosion cannot cause this kind of flame that even burns the land. This is obviously some kind of mysterious, some kind of abnormal magic method.Although this world will probably be called magic~

Two women in pitch-black armor were brandishing weapons, driving black sword energy and flames to cleanse the dolls all over the place.Farther away, there is an old-looking, aggressive grandfather holding a huge white coffin board, and a young man in a suit watching the battlefield.

And the queen who ruled over the puppet and the crazy wreckage were rushing over from the other side of the square.

[Artoria Pendaragon Alter, Joan of Arc Alter, James Moriarty/Magic Bullet Shooter, Fujimaru Tachika]

The information given in Akasha's records is called Heroic Spirit or something, right?And the one named Moriarty is similar to the wolf king he met before, not only a spirit base with only one heroic spirit on him, but also something else.And as for the innocent-looking guy at the end, it should be the Master.

And the enemy on the other side of the same square is also a heroic spirit, but it looks very shabby compared to the opposite side here.

[Christina/Empress, The Phantom of the Opera Eric]

Is it that doll that fused?

Clenching his right fist tightly, Kamijou-san took a deep breath.

He had seen those smashed puppets before, which were full of human flesh and blood.Although the Akasha Records had told him the truth long ago, seeing and knowing were two different things, and he felt a little sick to his stomach, reminding him of what he saw when he dealt with the alchemist.

Those who can complete the anatomy of the human body are all warriors~

As he thought so, he also stood on the roof and assumed a charging posture.

"Sorry, let's fall down here!"

Every cell in the body is burning rapidly, and the nanomachines that can still be activated are flowing in the blood vessels!The clockwork device stretched tightly on the body sent a strong impact to the strengthened legs like cannonballs!

The building under his feet collapsed in an instant, and the figure rushing up to the sky turned around in mid-air and aimed at the ground with clenched fists.Although a hard landing will cause a high degree of damage to the body, if there is a puppet and right hand below as a buffer, it is not impossible for him to land in response.

The man-made saints on the science side are no joke!If he can be given a set of heat-resistant and impact-resistant equipment, he can even break through the atmosphere with his physical body like Kanzaki, and play the so-called Spartan landing.

Boom! ! !

The huge impact was accompanied by scorching airflow, and the huge force falling from the sky instantly smashed the empress on the ground to pieces!Christina didn't understand what happened, and didn't even have time to defend herself. The ugly puppet shape was instantly crushed into a meat paste by the steel right arm.

A strand of pale soul drifted away from the puppet, entangled as if it wanted to counterattack the attacker.

But with the sound of Biu~, that overwhelmed dead soul didn't even have a chance to transform into a human form, and it disappeared in an instant.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!"

The Phantom of the Opera who was standing beside him screamed in an instant. He felt the feeling of his beloved girl being dissipated instantly, and he saw the reality that the slightest delusion he had tried his best to protect was suddenly shattered.

When he threw his duties aside, he must have thought that Christina would disappear, but he never thought that it would be such a sudden, unresisting instant disappearance!

"You bastard!"

The twisted arm broke through the costume of Phantom of the Opera in an instant, and that handsome face also instantly turned into a blood-dripping skeleton, with lumps of flesh and blood forming strange shapes appearing around it.

As long as you wait a moment in the smoke, perhaps some kind of horror art that frightens the world will appear here again.

That is the frightening and bloody work engraved in the legend of The Phantom of the Opera!

but...

"Grit your teeth for me—"

Before he unfolded his treasure, the red iron fist burned by the impact of the fall was already close to the face of the bleeding skull, and the hot metal surface perfectly reflected the appearance of the skull.

zi zi zi zi~~~

Peng!

A sizzling sound like roasting meat came from the iron fist, and when the heavy impact hit the opponent's body, it brought the blood-stained face to the ground.

There is no special skill, and there is no first-sight kill that needs to be shown. It is just to use this fist to wake the opponent from the illusory dream!

"What you are doing is not protecting someone you love at all, you are just imposing your despair, which seems to be hope, on the girl you like!"

Is that puppet that was smashed into meatloaf when Mr. Kamijou landed is the legendary angel-like Christina?Yes and no!The lovely person who has been eroded by the doll has turned into a brutal and terrifying killing machine, and the person who let him fall into it thinks that this is what the other party needs, and does not really give the other party relief. Push it step by step into the abyss.

"Why...Christina..."

Falling to the ground, the Phantom of the Opera, who had taken a hard punch, felt that his strength was constantly passing away.There was a pain on his face that he had never experienced before. The memory of Krislitina was accompanied by this punch, but it was like a heavy blow to his chest.

"Seeing that the woman I love is suffering, but instead of finding a way to expel the pain, I replaced the pain with honor. You are undoubtedly crazy, and the seemingly calm choice said In the end, it's just that your soft heart has become manic. You, without a doubt, are the real Berserker!"

Mr. Kamijou turned around and picked up the meatloaf that was knocked down three meters to the ground due to the high-altitude impact.

This is the wreckage of a puppet, the inside is actually empty, and the flesh and blood seen before is just a fake thing, just a dead soul simulating the inner being of other humans.

A girl who is just a dead soul cannot continue to exist, and the shell of a murder puppet cannot exist alone, so this Phantom of the Opera, who has fallen into madness for a woman in the past and present, justifies her actions and bestows The girl's ugly appearance and ugly behavior.

And he regards the appearance and transformation of killing dolls as an inevitable choice for his beloved girl.

He has seen many idiots like this, and neither of them knew what medicine they had taken wrongly.

"No no no! Christine! Christine Daae!"

It's a pity that the opponent this time is a little different, not an ordinary person...

It is a heroic spirit whose thoughts have been solidified for a long time, and it is still mad.

When Mr. Kamijou appeared in front of him with the wreckage of the doll, that distorted and trembling face moved his body.