[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

Although it is not necessarily possible to let the opponent go because the state is not right, at least you must confirm the state of the king you mutually recognize with yourself before starting the fight.

There was no reply.

Xiuyi's consciousness had already sunk, and only his limbs were left mechanically repeating the movement of stomping.

It was still a pitch-black space, but the silver-haired girl had disappeared, and Angola Mainu showed her real body in front of him for the first time.The bronze-skinned man, wrapped in bandages and black runes, stood in the middle of the black mud with a smile.

Still using honorifics, but without the previous humility.

"Leave everything to me, Wang, you just need to rest—" Thorough rest.Angola Mainu stooped, bowed comically, revealing the deepest desires of his heart.With the power of the oldest king, he can control everything.

Exhausted, Xiu Yi slowly closed his bright red snake eyes, letting his body sink and float in the black mud: "Okay."

In the eyes of others, Gilgamesh's aura changed, he was arrogant and wanton, and the dense golden halo stretched from his side to the sky.

Did Archer hide his clumsiness from the beginning?Diarmuid felt cold.

Even though his feet were on the ground, the tall blond king stretched out his left arm and faced his formidable opponent with the most contemptuous posture, with an ominous smile on his mouth.Even Rider among the myriad armies felt something different.

The treasures poked out from the king's treasure house seemed to be covered with a corroded black halo.

——What, it's different.

Mo Lan looked down from the high platform and frowned.

The same short blond hair, the same familiarity with using the dagger as an extension of the body, the same indifference to the world.But something is different.

In this inherent barrier, as long as Mo Lan wants to, he can see the whole situation.

He never let go of every subtle expression, every breath, every movement, he carefully observed.

The moment the King's Treasure was opened, Shuichi's movements became sluggish.Like an old machine that hasn't been cared for for a long time, a marionette.

Stiff, delayed motion like a game character with a bad connection.

If it wasn't for Mo Lan, he wouldn't have been able to find it, but he just had this accurate feeling. When he was fighting just now, he had a strange feeling of "before seeing" every move of Xiu Yi.Gone now.

At the same time, it was Rider who found out that something was wrong.

The opening direction of King's Treasure is completely wrong.The disorganized arrangement, the random pointing, did not care about the possibility of accidental injury at all.

Half of the treasures are facing the direction of the throne, aiming at Mo Lan and Diarmuid, the ink color and poisonous tempered luster are flickering.

"Gilgamesh" smiled again, with a stiff smile, the thickest blackness welled up in his eyes, the dagger landed, and from the tip of his left finger, black vines wound up and climbed up the left half of his cheek.

The cold and haughty voice became exaggerated and full of sarcasm.The smile is full of distorted pleasure.

That would never be Gilgamesh.

"Kill—" With one command, all arrows were fired.

The king's army was crumbling and shattered, and the supreme throne was riddled with holes and turned into ashes.

The three magicians who were firmly guarded by Rider, and the two heroic spirits who tried their best to dodge in the arrow rain, looked blankly.

That's not Shuichi.The moment she realized this, Mo Lan seemed to be missing a piece of her heart, and was suffocating in pain.

Control and Regicide

"Who are you?" Sensing a huge amount of filthy magic power surging in the king's body that couldn't be concealed at all, Rider followed his inner thoughts and avoided every treasure.

This is not something a heroic spirit can touch.

His feeling is indeed not wrong. If any heroic spirit comes into contact with the collection of evil consciousness in this world, it will immediately be controlled by Angora Mainu.It is a miracle that Gilgamesh can last this long.

The strange thing is that no matter the treasures of [Breaking Magic Power], [Unhealing] or [Tracking and Killing], none of them showed their original characteristics, and all the weapons with a long history were squandered like disposable garbage.

"Gilgamesh" didn't answer, this time he hesitated, anyone could see that something was wrong with him.

What is the reason?Thinking of the filthy nature of the Holy Grail, Rin had an even worse premonition.Hasn't the residual effect of the Great Holy Grail been eliminated?Is the influence of the evil of this world still there?

The King's Treasure's offensive stopped, "Gilgamesh" stepped on the black mud, his armor was dyed dark gold, and his empty scarlet eyes swept across the entire battlefield, completely ignoring the "enemy". As if he didn't find what he wanted, he frowned slightly.

Finally, he raised his head and looked up at the high platform of the throne.Then evoked a contented, malicious smile that couldn't be erased.

A black vortex appeared silently around him, and the Sky Lock made a soundless arc. Diarmuid couldn't avoid it, and he was hit by a single blow.

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It hurts, it hurts, and it's black all around.

Diarmuid only remembered that his dick was inserted into his chest, and that man ruined his only wish.But where is this?The whole body is black and disgusting. Is it the smell of blood?Huddled into a ball trying to resist the cold, all the cells in his body were screaming in pain.

With a splitting headache, he wiped away the blood and tears on his face with his fingers, touched the blood hole on his chest and hooked the corner of his mouth desolately.So, where is this now?

But something is wrong again.

It seems that an important piece of the puzzle is missing in the memory, so the puzzle has been unable to be solved for a long time.What is missing?

"Ah, it's the Heroic Spirit again—" Shadow sighed contentedly, the black shadow wrapped around the man in front of him, but he didn't move further.Angra Mainyu, who has no fixed form and dissolves in the darkness, stepped on the black mud under his feet, and his shadow slowly elongated, faintly turning into a human appearance.

The strange and indistinguishable voice rose high, and he asked knowingly: "Let me guess, what is your name?"

"Who are you? Where am I?" Diarmuid keenly sensed that someone was by his side, and immediately wanted to touch the gun but found nothing.In a daze, thinking of the process of self-injury can't help but feel cold.

But he immediately regained his pride as a knight, snorted coldly and set up his posture, waiting for that person to come over.It was so dark that he couldn't see the situation clearly, so he vaguely judged the approximate location of the person based on the sound in his ear, turned around and kicked him directly.

"Hahahaha—have died twice, still not aware of your miserable situation?" Loud ridicule came from all directions, the arrogant laughter lingered in the entire space for a long time, and the shadow did not dodge at all, Let the opponent hit with a kick, and the strength is lost.

The shadow that was scattered and then gathered around the knight's neck, lowered his voice maliciously, and the tone at the end of the sentence was slightly raised, sarcasm: "A knight who has been betrayed twice by his lord feels very good—it's hard to justify being wronged and humiliated." Malicious framing, murder, sexual theft, fraud, treason, abandoning corpses in the wilderness, framing—”

In the end, his low voice had already changed its tone, and he murmured morbidly drunkenly, not knowing what he said at all.The consciousness aggregate of all the evils of this world has been immersed in its own polluted mind.

Fortunately, he has not forgotten his guest, so he put the "hand" formed by the shadow on the other's shoulder, seeking approval.

Diarmuid looked around coldly, confirming that this should be within the Holy Grail.After the blow was missed, he was not annoyed, so he could only hold back his momentum and stop attacking.

Even if he was slightly trembling with anger at the other party's words, he couldn't find any suitable words to fight back.Within the Holy Grail?Is that recycled?Calm down and think carefully about the possibilities.

"It feels good to be ordered by your own lord to harm yourself?!" For some reason, anger suddenly surged in my heart and retorted.Somewhat irritable, he couldn't hold back his emotions, let the shadow put his hands on his shoulders, and didn't struggle to resist.

As the owner of the black mud space, even without the slightest light, Angola could clearly "see" that person's cool and clear golden eyes stained with blood red, and the black lines entrenched on the knight's cheeks, but they couldn't hide the brilliance at all. There is no color in appearance.An eyesore.

The "hand" made an inch of progress, and slowly caressed Diarmuid's face. At the same time, he heard the reply without the slightest grace. Give up all Taoism... and fall to my side!"

The illusion began to be constructed. The splendid palace and the banquet with interlaced lights replaced the darkness. Angola simply gave up hiding and appeared openly on the side, so as to appreciate the delicious expression of the knight at a loss.Sitting in the main seat is Finn.

Diarmuid's pupils shrank suddenly, such a resplendent palace, familiar scenery, and noisy crowd, that person must be him!Finn...my lord?He simply didn't know how to deal with the situation.

Everyone else turned a blind eye to the two people who suddenly appeared at the banquet, which made the knight think that everything now was like an absurd dream, extremely unreal.

"See? This is the celebration dinner after your death, Diarmuid."

Listening to his words, I don't know why my heart twitched violently, I was just abandoned like this, right?Celebration banquet?What kind of merit and banquet are you celebrating?Are all your actions useless?Gritting his teeth tightly, his nails dug into his palm unconsciously.

There is endless pain in the bottom of my heart, which is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.Closing my eyes and not wanting to say anything more, I took it with trembling hands