Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

Just less than two seconds after 'Embodied' came out, Moruo staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.

Although 'every one' is in a state of perfection, the blow suffered on the spiritual level is the one that suffers together with the infinite self.

Honestly, this was something she didn't expect.

Even the sky-dropping light cannon that blew up the entire planet only forced her to recall the psychological shadows of the past.

But this time is different.

There is no self-confidence at all, and I can't imagine the appearance of that guy's defeat at all.

After all, when did the battle begin?

Obviously I didn't understand this, and when I came back to my senses, I had already crossed the limit of a fatal blow, and it seemed like there was something left behind. The only thing left in my heart was the lateness and despair. The general feeling of defeat.

Even after the defeat, it was still full of mysteries and questions.

"vomit!"

The more I think about it, the more I feel the despair that only countless deaths overlapped together.

Moruo held on to the iron net of the water tank that could be seen everywhere on the rooftop, his face turned blue and white, his chest heaved to a certain extent, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and he bowed his waist and vomited wildly.

However, in her situation, she couldn't even spit out a cool thing.

Originally, the mud of the Holy Grail received flesh, the reborn human beings in the form of evil, and their bodily functions are different from those of human beings, so what can they spit out?

His head was dizzy, and his whole body was tingling.

At that moment, the 'some she' at that turning point was killed countless times.

Although the invisible she is infinitely filled in the self universe, there is no limit to the number, and no one can kill her.

But Mara did experience the horror of death slitting his throat.

If that guy really existed, she would definitely be dead.

The so-called 'infinity', in front of that guy, that gun, is just a joke.

This is not the most terrible.

What Moro can't understand the most is that he is obviously someone who does not exist at this stage. At least from the perspective of Matou Shinji's individual timeline, he cannot affect the macro timeline. In other words, apart from Matou Shinji himself, other people who appear can be. regarded as a phantom.

But it was a random shot by the phantom, which resulted in one of her being killed countless times, and the injuries accumulated and spread to the infinite self.

But countless death experiences are superimposed together.

Even the gods are a little unbearable.

Moro had to admit that her psychological shadow had to be added again.

Pollution is pollution.

The high-sounding words have been ignored.

Such a guy must never be allowed to appear in his residence!

Moro wiped the saliva from his mouth, making up his mind secretly.

But how did that monster come about?

The root of the scourge of the human body?

Mora shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to forget the incredible girl.

Although he died again, it was not without good things.

Matou Shinji should have been buried with him.

No.

Absolutely dead.

There's no way anyone could survive under that guy!

Moro was completely unaware that his heart had completely surrendered to the mighty power of Othinus.

"According to this calculation, I have barely succeeded once."

A slight smile appeared on her pale, beautiful face.

It's good not to die in vain.

Moro took a deep breath, and his mood improved a lot.

But it's no wonder that Matou Shinji's methods are so superb.

Dealing with this kind of thing all day long, it's hard not to become 'abnormal'.

Involuntarily, a strange feeling of pity rose in Mora's heart.

The blonde girl I saw earlier seemed to be chasing Matou Shinji.

Although I don't know how to escape from her hands in the end, since she can continue to move forward on her side, it means that Matou Shinji is not dead.

In a sense, he is an amazing man.

The atmosphere was forcibly expelled.

The roar of the sky as if it was hit by a heavy hammer made Mora's face change.

Honestly, after two unexplained 'deaths' she became more sensitive to these contingencies.

"...?"

From her angle, she could easily see the sky without even lifting her head.

The dark sun hangs in the sky.

Unlike the big void,

It was the eye of the universe that could even suck in light.

But for some, they are the 'eyes'.

Wherever you go, disaster strikes.

Countless ships came from the cosmic ocean on the other side of the black hole that seemed to be far and narrow, but was actually the size of an entire city.

Each ship is equipped with weapons that are unprecedented in human history.

While casting Calamity on the ground, the hatch opened wide.

Like a swarm of bees, dense creatures filled the sky.

It's impossible to count how many there are.

Moro was not interested in paying attention to these simple creatures that could be seen through at a glance.

No matter how many, it is just a layer of ashes to her.

What she really cared about was the obviously different flying warship at the rear of the group.

Moro could sense an exaggerated individual reaction on the ship.

The skin is a little tingly.

There will be this familiar feeling, it means that the other party has the ability to cause his own death.

"..."

She turned away without hesitation.

Once or twice is enough.

There is no need to put your life in the hands of the phantom.

So it's not a runaway.

For this reason, Mara suppressed the anger in his heart.

But it's still too early to be wiped out.

She was going to find Matou Shingan to vent her anger.

"Is it there!"

Eyes searched, and finally settled on a low-key building with a 'well' symbol on a skylight attic.

chapter 80. you are too late

In this noisy, chaotic city.

Only the small building on the corner of the street seemed very quiet.

As if isolated from the world, no normal person would pay attention.

'177A Bleecker St, Manhattan, New York'

Very few people understand what this address stands for.

Moro stood in the doorway, staring coldly at the closed door.

The quality of this magic workshop is quite high, if Matou Shinji hides in it, she will have no good way to take him for a while.

Some strange, magic-style spells of the Age of Gods but never seen before form a complete defense system. This is not the end. The four streamlined skylights in the attic are themselves a powerful seal.

It is an absolute guardian displayed by the power of the gods.

It's hard to believe that there are still magicians of this level in the future.

But if this magician is Matou Shinji, then there is nothing surprising.

After all, it is not a Heroic Spirit, so there are not so many restrictions.

Just because he was seven or eight years old, he was able to summon the gods through the mere Holy Grail, and it was only natural that he would reach this stage in the future.

"Do you think it's useful to hide?"

Moro gave a wicked smile.

A mysterious power that cannot be captured by the human eye.

It spread out from her like a proliferating tumor.

Gudugudu... The eerie sound like magma continued, eroding away all the people and things that were running away in panic.