I, the Human Race, Hit You!

But he had a smile on his face, like a young man weighing more than 100 kilograms.

Angels, in mythology, were originally executioners who played the role of massacring cities and destroying countries, but with the development of mythology, they gradually became symbols of justice spreading truth, goodness and beauty.

Although the other party regards humans as monkeys in their attitude, they have no intention of killing themselves. There must be some problem in the middle, in other words—maybe we can talk?

If this power of the angel can be borrowed, it will definitely be useful for the next battle against evil, the next battle that no one is sure about.

Kotomine Kirei thought so.

Kotomine Kirei believes that this is the Lord's test for himself, and it is the purpose of the Lord for letting him come here.

Then, the next moment, Kotomine Kirei flew upside down again, and flew even further.

A faster and more powerful force rushed towards him, Jibril shook her finger.

The opponent's physical ability will not surpass the blood-bad individual of the orc race. Perhaps it is because of the different races, which lead to different body structures and anti-strike abilities. The strength of the last attack is not enough to make him lose his athletic ability—then Double it up!

Jibril guessed right.

Different races exert the same strength and speed, and their ability to resist blows must be different.

It's just... humans are on the weaker side.

The speed and strength that human beings can only achieve by relying on skills to mobilize and squeeze every part of the body, how can the anti-strike ability compare with the orcs who can achieve the same level by relying on wildness?

The reason why Kotomine Kirei can still stand up is because... Compared with the world of game life where the rules of physics are more stable, in this relatively idealistic world of Xingyue, the will is more likely to affect the present world.

And the zealots talk about consciousness—that doesn't make any sense.

ps: I remembered, I owe someone a py

"Arms House of Accelerated World"

The old author, Accelerated World colleagues, you can go and have a look if you like it.

Chapter 67 Disappeared

Life is meaningless.

Kotomine Kirei understood this from the day he was born.

The life of a human being is only a few decades, at most a hundred years, and there may be a means of longevity, but in the end, it is just to let oneself out of the scope of human beings and throw away the definition of human beings.

People die like lights go out.

In the past few decades, no matter how great achievements you have made, how many achievements you have achieved, and how many people expect and love you, in the end, everything will be in vain.

I repeat, life is meaningless.

Therefore, the meaning of being born in this world, the meaning of one's own life, these are all defined by oneself.

No matter what kind of definition, no matter how absurd idea, as long as it is your own choice, as long as you don't make yourself regret it.

Everything in the world is omnipotent, you can always find fun in exploring the unknown, you can always find peace of mind in some entertainment, and you can always find some ideas that you think are lofty—and it is meaningless to dedicate yourself to them life.

But this man named Kotomine Kirei was different from other people in the world.

He treats everything in the world equally, and everything in the world has almost no difference to him.

There is no difference, so the meaning of the sublime cannot be understood.

He has no purpose, no desire, no ideal.

But he has a father who devoutly believes in gods, and he believes in the existence of gods.

One day, he could be guided by the truth and saved by the holy gospel, he thought so.

With the help of asceticism, he constantly sharpened his body and tortured his will. In the end, his self-denial and dedication have been commended as a representative of the priesthood.

After such training day after day, one day, he heard——

saw-

felt it--

In the dark.

The consciousness of the gods, the gospel of the gods.

The gods did not give Kotomine Kirei any guidance, but simply transmitted something to Kotomine Kirei, but because of the short contact with the consciousness of the gods, Kotomine Kirei understood one thing.

God loves the world.

Treating everything equally is equal to loving everything equally.

Kotomine Kirei immediately regarded that as the meaning of his life, as the only rule of action.

This is Kotomine Kirei's definition of his own life, and turning it into his own belief. In any situation, he will take action for it, and he will never be confused and hesitant again.

Since then, Kotomine Kirei has made the originally arduous training even more arduous.

He honed his body day after day, becoming stronger every day like a sponge, just to be able to use it a little bit one day.

——For the enemies that will appear sooner or later and will bring the end of the world to destruction.

"cough!"

When consciousness returned to reality, Kotomine Kirei coughed lightly, and the blood was sprinkled on the dark black skirt, as if it had frozen.

Fanatics feel the majesty of the gods, yearn for it from the bottom of their hearts and imitate the same approach.

A meaningless life has finally found a meaning that can be carried through to the end. This determination of will is not lost to anyone.

But you need to know that human beings have limits.

The world is not benevolent enough to deliberately change the laws of physics for someone. Consciousness can slightly affect reality, but what cannot be done is impossible.

Standing up for the second time, Kotomine Kirei staggered forward—the internal organs shifted, and the body twitched constantly, but it was still at the point where it could barely move by relying on consciousness.

Kotomine Kirei had expected the current situation.

The other party seemed to have no intention of killing him for some reason, but that was not a good feeling. On the contrary, the other party had deep malice towards him.

That is to say—except for death, all outcomes are possible.

Just knocked out?Broken legs?Cut off the tongue?It's all under Kotomine Kirei's consideration.

Jibril looked at Kotomine Kirei who was walking staggeringly, and a thicker elf appeared in her hand, but she shook her head slightly and scattered it away.

Not limited by the idea of ​​not killing, there is nothing wrong with granting death to those who seek death.

It wasn't because he was able to stand up that he didn't understand. Jibril had seen the struggle between life and death of ants too many times.

only--

Jibril asked with a sigh.

"Why do you have to come to seek death?"

Jibril was puzzled.

In the thousands of years of fighting, Jibril saw many people who begged her to let him go before dying, and Jibril, who couldn't recognize the reality and stubbornly resisted, also saw a lot of fools.

But it was the first time Jibril saw someone who came to her door to die despite being let go.

This is not reasonable.

Because this is unreasonable for human beings.

In order to be able to understand the master, in order to be able to better understand human beings.

Jibril decided to invest her curiosity to find out.

On Kotomine Kirei's serious face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a hint of a smile.

If the other party has the intention to talk, it can be said to be the best situation.

As for why I came to seek death?

Kotomine Kirei closed his eyes.

Love is fixed.

Share love with others and love yourself less.

God loves everything in the world because he has the power to love everything in the world.

As far as mortals are concerned, trying to do the same thing as gods will result in this.

If you don't love yourself, if you don't love yourself, human beings will naturally come to an end.

So, the answer I can give is...

"I love it! There's nothing I can do!"

Kotomine Kirei smiled wryly.

Weak as himself, not even qualified to be cannon fodder on the battlefield where the top heroic spirits are active.

But even so, because of this.

I also want to try my best to do something.

When I saw the angel, I came over on my own, thinking that it was the guidance of the gods for me.

——Even now, Kotomine Kirei still thinks so.

"Human beings are different from your long-lived species. You are born with strength, and you can live well alone, but human beings can't do it."

Kotomine Kirei spoke weakly.

"Human beings are very weak at birth, and cannot survive without the help of their own race."

"Human beings are still very weak when they are adults. A small disaster or disease may cause death. It requires a large number of people to devote themselves to research and exploration to keep human beings alive."

"Human beings are still weak when they get old, and they have to end in just a few decades and entrust everything to themselves."

"From countless weak groups to today's human beings."

—Because we are weak, we are strong.

His vision gradually dimmed, blurred, and blood-red. Kotomine Kirei opened his eyes and looked at Jibril with difficulty.

"You don't want to kill me—couldn't your master be a human?"