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

A blood-red undercurrent is constantly flowing on the ground. Is this blood?Is this red flow?Is this the breath of death?The bright red undercurrent continuously overflowed from different angles in all directions, forming an irregular ring on the ground!

"Collect it, break it, condense it, break it, condense it, break it, and continue to circulate to form a twisted fusion of new life and death!" The figure's voice is like the vocal cords formed by broken ground meat, which is already very unpleasant. "My reformed heroic spirit!" On the right hand of a normal person, a three-piece blood pattern that looks like a dragon has been formed!

"I won! This time, the hegemony of the new world is completely mine!" Under the thick silver hair, there is a red eye, looking at the front of him who is wearing a long black dress and has a huge official bundle on his head.There are also golden dragon patterns tattooed on the clothes! "When this world is completely in my hands, I will become... the Kami (God) of the new world!"

The man in black robe in front of him didn't seem to have the impression of being mad at all, and he still looked coldly at the man in front of him who was constantly exuding madness.

"The reversing wheel of fortune..." The huge dark purple cloak covered the whole body, only revealing the slender purple hair.There is also a black Kai mask on the face, which looks like a Kamen Rider. "Is the thing that Black and White Sheep said in this dungeon?" A lifelike purple dragon was clearly embroidered on the cloak!The figure shook his head helplessly, then yelled softly to the back, and walked away... "KS!"

"Zilong! I hate places with turbulent heat waves!" He was dressed in a white cloth with a huge ice and snow box on his back.A unicorn-like blond hair looked lifeless under the surrounding magma's billowing airflow... "For me who is in the ice and snow department, this place is more troublesome than hell!"

"Shut up!" shouted fiercely to the blond boy beside him, and the purple-haired figure walked forward slowly. "The entry area of ​​this dungeon is immediate, since you are so uncomfortable, just quit!" He pushed away the one-horned blond boy beside him with one hand, and the purple-haired figure walked forward slowly.

Walking is so smooth, walking is so...heavy!

"If you want to be the food of the magma snake here, then continue to bring it here!" For the guy who only needs to leave a back for him, the figure looks extra irritable.That's not because of personality, but because of something deeper... called intuition!

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Obviously, I have been chasing the track of my dream, but why do I always encounter things that go against my dream?

I am hiding in the corner of the street like a disabled dog, completely a flame that will disappear into the world at any time... I still remember that I lived to become a high-class person, but... seven years Suddenly, a large number of things related to the virtual network began to be seized...directly making all the people who participated in the production and learning of the virtual network become the country's street rats...There is no reason and no result.Seven consecutive years of Internet seals are the same as what happened more than [-] years ago.

Symptoms of global network closure, though not for the first time.But it is still very sudden about this matter...As a result, the virtual web professionals who have been trained since childhood all over the world are instantly unemployed, 800 million people...finally died in the seven-year closure of the virtual network...most of them .

And in the second year of the network seal, I guess I will die... I looked at the gray world in front of me with confused eyes.Are you about to fall down here?It's really... Fate tricks people.

"Ah, ah, why is someone lying here? But if you see it, you can't pretend it wasn't there..." There was a faint voice in my ear, but... I didn't have any way to know who it was. …

who is it?I can't keep my eyes open...

"Hey, are you still alive? It seems that he is really dying. I don't know if he can be saved..."

.........

"Haha~ha..." Panting helplessly, the nightmare-like past reappeared in front of my eyes just now.Obviously it was not the first time I dreamed of it, but every time I passed out at the end.What happened to him after being completely helpless. "Where are you now?"

"It's really a dense forest outside the academy, but this lost road is full of miasma. You just radiated magic power all over your body, but you didn't have any protection. As a result, you were directly recruited~" Uncle Disillusionment pointed at the man in front of him while holding his booger. A forest exuding a faint purple atmosphere said. "There are still three hours left, shall we choose to take a long detour?"

"No...uh!" Supporting his body with his hands, he sat up slowly.But at this moment, the bones in his body seemed a little impatient and kept neighing. "Time is running out, we have to enter Zhanzheng College as soon as possible! Keke~" With his right hand in front of his mouth, the original white glove was instantly stained with bright red blood.

"Hey, are you okay!" A pair of big hands ran down his back in an instant, and then the face of Uncle Disillusionment appeared less than one centimeter in front of him.

"Miasma poison... Now it is estimated that the instantaneous magic power output of the whole body's magic power circuit is not enough." Use magic power to cover the blood vessels, but the magic power that can be mobilized now is like entering a funnel, and the output is pitifully small.Although the attribute itself is magic power A, it only represents the amount of magic power stored.It does not mean the output of magic power. For example, magic power E is equal to one to ten magic power circuits.But the instantaneous output may be less than 80 or up to 1... That is to say, even if your magic power is A++++, there are thousands of magic power circuits, but the instantaneous magic power output may be only 500 or even lower... The magic power output has nothing to do with the magic power attribute.It is completely relying on personal spirit to operate, so it can also represent that my mental strength is very low now...

"Then what should we do? Give up this dungeon?" Looking at himself whose lips were already turning purple, Uncle Disillusionment frowned.Then directly open the private panel and plan to leave the instance...

"Don't!" The blood-stained right hand directly stopped the uncle's movements, and then the left hand directly took out the shorthand script from the collar. "Is your magic power enough?"

"As a clergyman, the basic reserve of magic power must be above C+." Shaking his head and connecting the shorthand script in his hand, Huan Mian directly tore out a piece of shredded paper. "Declaration—

This life is life's endorsement of death's definition

Between illusion and destruction, the name of all things is shattered

Life and death disillusionment! "

A conspicuous drop of red beads dripped from between the fingers, but it was not a bead but a splash of blood!The blood slowly separated directly from the hand of disillusionment, and then penetrated into the shorthand script.

The sharp ice instantly wrapped the whole body, and even the instant coldness made the machines all over the body freeze.But this is exactly what I need, before arriving at the real academy.Seal yourself completely in the ice coffin!Although it is very risky, there is only one way!

Just turned on the private friend system, and then closed his eyes tightly.Waiting to be completely frozen to death...

"Trouble, it seems that I need to solve all this alone..." Uncle Huan Mie shook his head helplessly and said as he lifted the entire ice coffin on his back. "You have to hold on! Kid..."

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"Boy, are you awake?" His eyes opened dimly, and what appeared in front of him was a dark and gloomy church... "You guy, do you know how much my salary wasted to save you?" It was an old man with a beard whose hair seemed to be thinning, maybe he was already a grandfather.For the world that is used to the body structure, the manipulation of cells by individual mental power has long been realized.The guy who looked over 40 in front of him was wearing a white suit with a white gauze on his back. "But, do you guys want to come to work in our church? I can see the confusion about the world in your eyes!"

"Church?" He read the name in confusion, staring at the virtual device for many years.I have never been out of the house, and all the knowledge is only decomposed by data, assembled and read... So for the profession of virtual device designer, it is a group of people who only know how to deal with 0 and 1. "Can I live better?"

"Well~ It's fine if you don't want to, but let me tell you, kid. If you want to stay here, you must be useful!" The right hand rested in front of the face, only the left eye was exposed.The old man who couldn't tell his age said to himself. "In the name of PADSN, the head of the Christian heresy interrogation team in the Tianchao District—you have been selected as a representative of the recruits from now on!"

What is my wish?Forgot~ Or was it not there in the first place?Maybe this place can give me an answer... no longer as a digital machine, but as a butcher knife!Forever guarding the glory under the cross with the reputation of heretics!

[-]. Always guard the absolute glory of the church with the fate of heresies that the church does not recognize.

[-]. We are not crusaders, we are agents who can use all means to kill the enemy.

[-]. We are heretics, what we do has nothing to do with God.

[-]. My injury is given by myself, my pain is healed by myself, everything returns to the original and does not intersect with anyone.

[-]. O Lord, mercy is so captivating! (God, those who died at the hands of our heretics please welcome to heaven.)

Surrogate

The heresy interrogator of the church possesses the eighth secret that does not exist in the teachings, and is responsible for eliminating heresies that do not exist in the teachings.

Not to expel demons, but to kill demons.Track down the demon and destroy its existence, not to rescue but to eliminate.It's more like an assassin's cleric than a priest.To put it bluntly, it is hunting heresy.

Originally, in the teachings of the church, everything was created by God, even demons.Therefore, humans do not have the right to kill demons.But as an exception, if in the Lord's name, the apostle who will be destroyed by the demon of creation can be pardoned.They surpass God's teachings and act as God's agents to eliminate heresy, so they are called agents.

But after becoming a proxy, the soul will never be redeemed by God!A person who becomes an agent is not a superficial believer, a fanatic, or a pious believer.It will always be a lost and lonely soul who understands God's compassion best... it will only be a true believer who has given up his own existence...

PS: I am talking about the protagonist's past, but if you think that the protagonist is the only one who cheats, you are wrong!If you want to hang up, of course the whole world will hang out together!

PS2: Fanatics are actually hypocrites.For example, 10,000+ people died generously in the mob of Yixiangzong in Japan, but in reality?These people don't even know the words, what teachings do they understand?It is not advisable to talk too much about fanatics, as it is against harmony and easy to offend people.To put it simply, the fanatics of the lawful good church often believe in "for noble goals, use despicable means". "Pains" and "necessary sacrifice" (sacrifice is definitely not oneself) are often the mantras of these people.

The devout ones are very pious, they abide by the canon and never go beyond it, and everything must be done in accordance with the canon.But these people often do not really understand the profound meaning of the canon.That is to say, he knows the canon and knows what the gods want him to do, but he doesn't know why the gods want him to do it.

True believers are not.He may not be very fanatical, and he may not necessarily abide by the canon, but he has a deep understanding of the rules represented by God, and he agrees with this rule from his heart.According to Confucius, it is called: "Do whatever you want without breaking the rules."

【Imaginations that Can’t Write】The Day of Jihad ([-])

Today is the eleventh day, the first night of Life and Death Disillusionment in the dungeon, and it is also the time when the companion needs protection from miasma poison...

It can be regarded as a day with special significance, after all, today is Singles' Day.Although it's almost over...

Although life and death are disillusioned, I don't know the meaning of the day to those fanatics, but I can feel it.

He will try his best to rush to any League of Legends branch on the mainland with the ice coffin on his back in less than two hours, even if he will be attacked by other players on the way, and then act as a The failed Negative Dog will be thrown out of the dungeon together with the companions who are temporarily unable to operate the magic power!I don't feel troubled, but there is one thing that must be arranged before then.

"Sorry, but it's really unavoidable." Unconsciously, he smiled, but no one could see it.Disillusioned in the woods in the middle of the night, holding up the double knives in his hands.Looking up at the starry night sky.

The clown in front of him with a weird smile mask raised his lips. Although he didn't quite understand it, none of this was important to him! .

But disillusionment doesn't mean much to explain.He couldn't say more, otherwise, he would make all the players in the world laugh.He smiled, and then, he said something, probably the last words of the other party.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, and then, there is no goodbye." He immediately raised the ice coffin in his hand, and then ruthlessly threw it towards Fang Xian on the back!At the same time, the life and death in front of him turned into two people!One person remained in place, while the other stepped on the ice coffin.

It's midnight, the good time, the time to kill ghosts.Turning around, a pair of dark eyes appeared in front of the samurai.It was a dark, jewel-like color that was admirable.

"It's really scary..." Life and Death Disillusionment, who didn't know whether it was the main body or the clone, uttered unambiguous praise, but at the same time, in his right hand, he had already picked up two slender samurai swords. "Really, it's obviously a compliment, but in the end, you are ready to kill each other? Murderer?"

In front of him was a clown holding a two-handed sword. He shook his head as if bored. There was no emotion in those lifeless eyes.As for the smile on the mouth, it has been completely ignored by the samurai.

His current feelings are probably just hunting himself with the idea of ​​'killing the same kind', right?The information given by the system indicated that there was a crazy hunter who killed the fear of the void. The so-called 'hunter who killed the fear of the void' was actually the boy in the ice coffin, but he probably didn't know it...but In fact, he was completely unaware of the system's determination that the hunter was actually himself.After all, the power of a sword cut off the fearful hands of the void, which is something that the priest who made up the sword was unable to do!What the priest is good at is removing spirits, but what life and death are good at... is fighting!

It's just that the current samurai uncle doesn't know the truth of the system's mistakes.With no expression on his face, the originally unscrupulous face of the samurai is now extremely indifferent.Just like... the expression when he killed the fear of the void!

he is dead.Whether it is a living thing or not, it is a guy with death.

At the same time, he is alive, whether he is a dead thing or not, he is a guy with life!

This is his destiny tonight.Time to fight a guy who is just as manipulative in life and death!Maybe the fear of the void before was a small boss who specialized in training priests, but now the guy in front of him is disillusionment and has to fight seriously.The guy in front of him is also a human being, not a giant beast.So... it will be more troublesome...

"It's just what I want" and the next moment, the samurai completely released his restraints and rushed forward.

"Heh" the devil clown, who was obviously smiling but expressionless, rushed up, the light of the knife flashed past, and before the samurai realized what happened, the beautiful arc cut off the sword in the samurai's hand. Ordinary samurai sword.

Stop abruptly, and then follow through with a dance-like melody.It's not that he can't see the opponent's attack clearly, but that he can't understand it at all.

It was meaningless to block, but it was cut off in an instant, as if the samurai sword itself was extremely fragile after forging through thousands of layers, and was destroyed cleanly.It can't even be reused.

If it was at the level of an ordinary person, then the other party would probably be able to tear people apart easily as soon as he arrived - unless he couldn't touch himself... But is it possible that he can't touch him?For soldiers, that is a deserter!And the guy in front of him obviously has a stronger attack power when the enemy flees...

But what Huan Huan wants to do is not to kill him, but to let the other party kill him... The tactic of sending the person named death in front of the clown to death!

"Aiya!" He smiled easily, but there was no smile on this side either, just like the occasion, in the cold night, the light of knives splashed everywhere.With dexterous steps on his feet, he rushed forward again and again, beheading, and the clown danced briskly.

Disillusionment is his crazy partner tonight, with whom he dances the tango of death.The thousand-layered samurai sword is so weak in the eyes of the clown. Even if it is stabbed by the machete, there is probably only a dead end, but the clown passing through the gap is just a few skin scratches. The bloody wound made him even more excited.

"Kill you—" Like a password, the clown's movements became faster after the proclamation that he must kill... Even a shadow similar to his real body began to appear!The encounter between the two can be said to be recognized by the game system, but the abilities of the two are similar, but the current samurai is only half of the existence.I don't know why we met here, but maybe it's fate?

Disillusionment didn't know that at this time, the Devil Clown was supposed to fight another group of players here, but it didn't prevent him from making absolutely correct orders at this moment.

"It's really a powerful illusion—" Regression, because this body only represents the existence of death, so the fighting methods originally used by living people have become somewhat reluctant at this moment.He raised his hand and pulled out the sixth katana from his waist. The other five katanas were destroyed in an instant regardless of their length and thickness... But the killing white light only took one blow, and the katana in his hand became once again Broken toys.

The "really weak" demon clown seemed to be mocking, broke into the defense line of Disillusionment that lost its balance, and stabbed down towards the point full of loopholes.

In an instant, the fantasy collapsed.As if something huge fell instantly, the sound of material disintegration brought a crackling sound, and then, the existence called death was torn into pieces.

"Tsk..." Even the disillusionment itself was taken aback.Not because you will lose, because this is the purpose, and not because you will be killed as a dead clone, because that is the process.

It's just unimaginable that with just one knife, he killed the dead part of himself cleanly and neatly - this is really meaningless.

The method of using a part of death to reveal itself to solve the devil clown has completely failed... It seems that such a thing full of flaws is not qualified to fight clowns at all.It’s just a thing that can be killed cleanly in one turn, no matter how many there are, it’s useless——

"Is it only me..." A new disillusionment reappeared from the broken body.As the saying goes, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, the four words life and death disillusionment represent more than just the uncle's own screen name!

With a wry smile, two brand new samurai swords instantly appeared in his hands.

"Oh? Is this the main body?" The black-eyed clown smiled.Under the moonlight, the reappearing figure is completely different from the previous death full of flaws.

It is not perfect, but there are not many phantom figures of death, just watching it makes the brain feel hot.

Standing up straight, he regained his grip on the dagger.It was only now that the devil clown was really interested in such an opponent.

"That's right, what's your name?" The clown looked directly at Disillusionment, and there was nothing in his fiery eyes except killing intent.It's not longing for anything else, but just wanting to kill it, this heat is so satisfying.

"I have asked many times, it is nothing at all, what can I do if I know the name"

Disillusioned but unwilling to answer, unable to fight with all his strength, for him, it is a shame.

The next moment, the samurai rushed out, and as he waved his hands, the samurai sword whipped up a strong wind.

The airflow flowing in the gap of the vacuum made the place where the gun blade swiped confused with color, and the psychedelic magic power made the trajectory blurred.

"Indeed" the clown became even more excited. He stepped on the ground, hit the ground, and instantly his bent figure broke into the defensive circle from a height of only forty centimeters above the ground.

Avoiding the sweeping knives and wind, under the blade-shaped black shadow, the clown, who was eager to kill his own kind, cut into the battle in just a second.

"As long as -- kill you!!" His voice was so cold that it made people feel paralyzed. There was no distraction in his words, and he clearly declared her original intention.