God is still on the way to recovery

After reading the history books, Makimohache repeatedly rolled up the quilt and buried her face in the soft pillow.

Although the room has been unoccupied for a long time, it is better than clean, Ushige fell asleep easily, and soon there was only the sound of even breathing in the room.

Kotomine Kirei unlocked the basement door and walked down the long stairs. The closer to the ground, the smell of blood and decay became stronger. Pushing open the last door, there was a wine cellar inside, and his private wines were neatly placed On the wine rack, and on the sofa in the center of the wine cellar, a figure lay there, with a white fur-collared coat open casually, and a black T-shirt and trousers wrapped around a reshaped strong body.

The most eye-catching thing is a head of golden hair, the vintage necklace around the neck is composed of gold, lapis lazuli, and carnelian, and the cuneiform characters form the pattern of laurel leaves.

"Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes." Kotomine Kirei stood in front of the sofa, looking down at the lazy Heroic Spirit.

The sleeping hero king opened one eye, and asked lazily: "What's the matter Kirei, if it's worth waking me up at a time like this, I can forgive your abruptness."

"A beautiful lost lamb can be used as nourishment for you to reshape your body."

Gilgamesh didn't care about nourishment.

At the time of incarnation, he had devoured many things, and his magic power was sufficient for his current use.

beautiful lamb?

Gilgamesh grinned, laughing at the other party's wickedness.

Even though Kotomine Kirei was expressionless, he could still guess what the other person was thinking.The pious priest in front of him was "taught" by him. He didn't feel the superficial beauty of human beings, and was only interested in the "brilliance of the soul".

Letting him destroy a beautiful creature with his own hands will undoubtedly make Kirei happy.

"My lord, please take a hard look at it." He stood up and moved his shoulders, and Gilgamesh turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.

Walking through the spacious but too secluded courtyard of the church in the form of a spirit body, Gilgamesh was a king thousands of years ago, and he has long been used to being served. For outsiders, he would stop by to take a look at it, and it was right to take a walk.

Penetrating through the corridor window of the church guest room, Gilgamesh stared at the closed door in front of him, and could feel the even breathing of creatures inside, and the abundant power contained in the body of the other party. Precipitation cannot be accumulated like this. Jill guessed that the other party is a mixed descendant of a god descendant, or a magician whose inheritance has reached more than five generations.

No matter what kind, it is indeed a good nourishment.

The comfortable King of Heroes walked through the door silently, summoning a sword with his right hand, intending to kill the opponent directly, so as to save the scene from being tragic and difficult to deal with.

He saw Mao Mao who was sleeping peacefully, lying on his back in a standard posture, with his hands folded in front of his chest, his fair face was peaceful and quiet.

"This……"

Jill felt that his divinity was touched, and the blood inherited from the mother of the god boiled at the moment he looked at Mao Mao. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the ordinary door of the guest room was still in front of him.

Not a magician, not a mixed-blood descendant like a god-born.

Gilgamesh's figure was condensed at that moment. He held the doorknob with a solemn expression, turned it easily, and pushed open the door.

The physical King of Heroes walked into the room silently, and the repeated behavior made him doubt whether he was in a dream or in reality.

The snow-white bed occupied most of the room, Gilgamesh looked intently, there was nothing on the bed, and the scattered bedding indicated that someone had slept here.

There are people behind.

Jill was startled, however, by a hand covering his eyes.

"Don't look directly."

The boy's clear voice broke the silence.

"Your body is very fragile, but you have two-thirds of the godhead. Your inspiration is too high. It is not good for you to look directly at me."

After hearing this sentence, Gilgamesh only felt that there was noise like snowflakes in the space in front of him. When he came back to his senses, he found himself still standing in the wine cellar.

Kotomine Kirei was surprised by the other party's behavior of reappearing in the same place after taking form away, and asked, "Why did you come back?"

The quartz clock on the wall shows that only 10 seconds have passed.

This time is not enough time for a heroic spirit to devour a person.

"Kirei," Gilgamesh's face gradually became ferocious, "What did you recruit?"

Kotomine Kirei took out the Black Key, which is an exorcism weapon of the Templar Church, which has a strong interference with spirituality.

He also wondered at the beginning why he, who lacks the emotions and senses of ordinary people, would find Umomo beautiful.Now it seems that he feels the spiritual brilliance of the other party, so he has the consciousness of beauty. In fact, he may not even remember Uramo's appearance.

A spiritual existence that does not belong to the category of ordinary people, according to Gilgamesh, it should be a god.

"Declaring—

As I kill, I also create.I both hurt and help the world.No one has to escape from my hand, and no one does not accept my eyes.

Return to the dust. "

After chanting the church's highest speech to spiritual magic, Kirei's black key pierced through the air, stabbing directly at the person on the bed.

Unexpectedly, after sending away a demigod in the first half, the priest actually came out to expel him in the second half.

What is this, beat someone else's servant, the master will go down to the world to kill him?

Judging by Kotomine Kirei's cold and silent look, you're a irascible old man!

Holding the knife to avoid the black key, Uramo looked at the heavy rain outside the window, struggled for a moment, and opened up the space for the quiz game.

There is no one else in the sanctuary area, and the only ones who can be regarded as highly intelligent species are Ushige, Kotomine Kirei, and Gilgamesh.

Barely made up the number of people at the table for the start of the game.

Gilgamesh, who was thinking about God/life in the wine cellar, was pulled into the dream space again, and saw the priest in the purple coat holding a weapon in front of him, and the weak, pitiful and helpless humanoid creature holding a knife but not knowing how to use it, fell silent.

I wanted to evade and think about the divine life for a while, but why did you drag me here again? ?

Kotomine Kirei didn't stop because of the change of venue, he raised the black key and wanted to cut someone again, Makumo raised his hand to stop, and said solemnly: "In the dream you killed me thousands of times and I would still survive, don't waste your energy .”

All physical attacks in the dream will be nullified, and the damage to the mental body is the real deal, but Uramo doesn't intend to tell the other party this little knowledge.

The melee-type priest finally stopped attacking, and Mao Mo felt that the reason for this was most likely because he couldn't really hack people to death in his dreams, and then appreciate the beauty of soul destruction.

The fun of killing is gone, so it's still a waste of time to kill.

Lamenting the distortion of the other party's mind, Makimo cleared his throat, took out a 100-yen coin from his pocket, and turned into a thousand-character paper in front of him.

"This is my authorized space," Mao Mao briefly introduced the recovered dreamland, and asked the couple in front of him, "Why did you attack me? Please give a reasonable explanation."

Gilgamesh still didn't look directly at Umo, what he saw was the black shadow like ice under his feet, on which was reflected a thin and slender figure, his face was a bit blurred, and the delicate silhouette could be vaguely recognized, and there was a pair of green eyes .

Uramo has a natural liking for the existence of gods, so that after getting in touch with Gilgamesh, he naturally sent the other party a dream within a dream, firstly to intimidate him, and secondly to remind him not to look directly at him.As for the priest, it seems that he instigated the demigod to kill him.

There is no kind priest, only a violent priest who cuts black.

Gilgamesh remained silent, Kotomine Kirei tucked the black key into his sleeve, his tough face returned to normal, extremely calm: "I refuse to answer."

Mao Mao smiled lightly: "According to the rules, all questions must be answered. Since you refuse, then start the punishment mechanism."

The master of space not only follows the rules of the game, but also deftly uses the rules. Existing as the master, the black-haired boy raised his right hand, and the black mist under Kotomine Kirei's feet gradually rose, lingering around him, and quickly formed a standard The cuboid enchantment of .As if the black transparent glass interface isolated Kotomine Kirei, the latter frowned, and flung out the black key with one hand, the dagger hit the surface of the barrier, breaking and disappearing instantly.

"Add one to the rules, physical attacks here are ineffective against the penalty enchantment."

The young man's eyes turned cold, and his tone resolutely ordered.

Kotomine Kirei's Bajiquan has reached the peak level, and he can break a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree with one punch.

However, under the constraints of the iron law of space, these skills that can almost be called cheating in the real world are all ineffective.

The crimson flames rose up in the square barrier, like a dragon slowly licking the figures inside, the barrier cut off the voice of the people, Gilgamesh looked ashen as Kotomine Kirei was reduced to powder and destroyed, he remembered The first time I saw Uramo, I felt like my blood was boiling.

The main body of this existence is [Flame]. If he had looked at it for a while at that time, the end would be the same as that of Kirei now.

After experiencing the pain of dying from the fire, Kotomine Kirei opened his eyes again, and he saw himself kneeling and sitting in a pure black space, panting heavily, with cold sweat all over his forehead.

Slowly raising his head, he saw the black-haired boy still standing in front of him, his green eyes neither sad nor happy, quietly staring at his complete self.

"Answer me, why did you attack me?" The boy said indifferently, as if he did not want to repeat it a third time.

Blasphemers will be burned at the stake.

Kotomine Kirei suddenly had such an idea, he had just gone through purgatory and was already exhausted, after a moment of silence, the priest replied in a low voice: "For pleasure."

To be able to witness the demise of a beautiful creature, and appreciate the brilliance of his soul that blooms at the moment of extinction.

This was the supreme enjoyment for Kirei.

"Judgment is true."

After reading this round of conclusions, Mao Mao asked again: "Now it's up to you to ask questions."

"me?"

Kotomine Kirei felt flattered.

The person in front of me is so particular about rules and order, he really doesn't look like a god who burns others to death if he disagrees with him.

Kotomine Kirei thought for a long time, and finally asked: "How can I get the ultimate pleasure."

"You want the ultimate pleasure?" Uramo stepped forward, his whole body shrouded in the radiance of divinity, he lightly lifted the palm of his right hand to press Kotomine Kirei's forehead.

Uramo's godhood has a thousand years of time.

During these thousand years, he could watch the reincarnation of mortals, live and die, and listen to the prayers of different people.

He recorded many moments.

The baby is born, and sees the world from the womb for the first time;

The long-drought land received the rain and dew from the sky for the first time;

A mouthful of warm bread when wars subside and peace rests;

Young birds returning to their nests, youthful love, lovers' lingering, caring for their lives...

There are too many joys in the world, from birth to death, from plants to animals, these are not things that can be simply described in words, Urashige chooses to show Kirei, to see all the things that he can experience joy.

However, the carrying capacity of the human brain is limited.

Soon, Kotomine Kirei's body began to tremble, and physical tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

How to describe this feeling is that the blind see the colorful world for the first time, and the deaf hear the singing of insects and birds for the first time.

Gilgamesh couldn't stop it with a sound. The gap between the pure thousand-year godhead and him is so big. If you emphasize two-thirds of the godhead, it's not a righteous god.

"You can't watch anymore." Uramo stopped in time, "How do you feel?"

"Thank you……"

The priest looked satisfied. He bent down and kissed the other party's toes devoutly.