Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

The Holy Grail actually came much faster than we speculated, making one wonder if it was in a hurry to reincarnate.

"If it involves the evil in this world you mentioned," the doctor's tone is very serious: "then 'it' will really be impatient about it, Huahua, the situation is very serious, you must give me a clear time to last, if necessary The retreat plan..."

"...Doctor." I interrupted him suddenly, "It's too late, look ahead."

The doctor looked into the distance in the direction I indicated, and lost his voice.

The Holy Grail has indeed come, but faster and more evident than the dim cup is the black mire that keeps spilling out of it.

Probably due to the incompleteness of the ceremony, the area covered by the black mud is not large. With the Holy Grail as the center, the maliciousness of barking teeth and claws is firmly confined in a space about the size of a football field.

Standing on the edge of the black mud was Saber's master and slave who rarely reached an agreement.

Watching helplessly as the last command spell on the back of Emiya Kiritsugu's hand disappeared, and the holy sword in the Knight King's hand shone brightly, I had no choice but to give up the more secure solution.

The holy grail that was not fully liberated should be filled with black mud but not overflowing. In this case, as long as I keep my mind when I hold the holy grail, complete the necessary procedures, and then block the surroundings and wait for a treasure against the city, It is enough to ensure that the black mud in it is completely evaporated.

However, I don't know what happened in the middle, and the actual situation is now in a dilemma.

If you want to enter, you must break through the black mud package and rush into the center.

If you want to retreat, the sword of the victory oath that is about to run out of power may not be able to completely destroy the black mud.

I made up my mind quickly.

"The communication and persuasion work here is up to you, and, please hold this for me."

I resolutely took off the big naginata I was carrying, and solemnly entrusted it to the doctor.

'Yan Rong, you stay! '

The gods in this land are too resistant to pollution, and no one dares to bet on the possibility of the last Fusangshen.

"Well, senior——" The pain in my eyes could no longer be ignored, I suddenly raised my voice to cover up the uncontrollable cry of pain just now, "Block Saber! Please, please hold on for a while!"

"What about you, Senshouka!" First, the doctor who was pressed down by the heavy naginata, and then I took the opportunity to pull the distance away was furious, and his tone was unprecedentedly tough, "Do you dare to look back at me? !"

"I'm going to grab the Holy Grail—" Without turning my head, I covered my eyes to stop the blood and tears from dripping down, "The evil in this world—the fewer people you contact—the better—!"

I plunged headlong into the swamp of malicious churning.

The maliciously stimulated eyes continuously convey severe pain to the brain center, the cheeks have been soaked by the dripping blood, and the body that has been tempered and tempered can still withstand the erosion from the black mud, but the eyes that have not been controlled for a long time—— It's about to reach the brink of collapse.

My eyes... it hurts... I'm going blind...

The situation is much worse than I imagined.

In the second before being completely swallowed, I smiled wryly and thought, if there is no miracle this time, I should not be able to go back.

The most fatal mistake was that when making the plan, the Uchiha clan's unique Sharingan was not included.

From the meager, unknown, Uchiha blood that has been ignored by me, at this moment, it shows an unprecedented sense of existence.

At this time, Uchiha's keen nature became Hei Ni's most terrifying assist, his endless malice was amplified and dissected, and then, even the paranoia hidden deep in his heart was mercilessly dug out and whipped.Together, they joined the hostile forces of the black mud, attacking my faltering sanity.

Whispers and whispers occupy my cognition, they are murmurs with unknown meaning, piercing screams, and small tears...

The ubiquitous malice surrounded me, Sharingan had long been stimulated by the negative emotions of the explosion, and the three-color hook jade was spinning crazily. After turning to the extreme, at a certain point-silently connected Wire.

I realized in a trance that my kaleidoscope had opened.

The one-sided tug-of-war stalled for a moment, and the newly born kaleidoscope was forced to start overloading under heavy pressure before it took shape, trying to absorb the negative energy and clear a path that could be walked through.

However, the malice condensed from the evils of this world is really too much...

Where am I now?Am I really moving forward?Am I... still me?

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, the altar of Qingming is gradually falling, and the spiritual tentacles are retreating steadily. Before long, the only thing left for me is the connection and fetters that I rely on instinct to protect.

It's the markings on the back of the neck, the flying thunder god on the back, the kaleidoscope of another person hidden in the eyes, the contract entwined with vines...

Only these... These are absolutely not allowed!

I struggled to gather the rationality that had been scattered one by one, and with the last remaining calmness, I opened my eyes wide in the quagmire that gradually became unable to breathe.

As long as these are still there, I will not give up. Even if I completely lose my defense, I can escape into the Black Sea with the only trace of clarity left, and rely on guerrilla warfare to eat away one by one and regain the lost ground.

It's just that it took a long time, and...

After God's dark fall, will he still retain his previous memories and feelings?

'Will do. The contract vibrated, and a hoarse voice penetrated the barrier: "Yan Rong is with you." '

That's it.

I showed a happy smile, embraced loneliness and hope, and closed my eyes tiredly and unwillingly.

The black mud waiting around couldn't wait to swarm up, and the pull in all directions became heavier and heavier. Just when I was about to sink into the abyss, a crisp sound rang from the sky above me.

"Ding-dong--!"

It was the sound of an arrow hitting a cup.

The arrow is a good arrow, tough and sharp, entangled with the power of the contract between the heroic spirit and me, the archer is very decisive, has good arm strength and good aim, and the cup is also a good cup... It is very familiar, and it is the same as that given to me by the King of Heroes before. The cup I backhanded to the doctor cannot be said to be completely similar, only exactly the same.

The cups pierced by special arrows glowed with colored light.

Color, color circle?

There are so many - colorful circles!

The dazzling light stimulated me to struggle to wake up from the drowsiness, and the rampant black mud around me was unwillingly left behind by me. With this light, I pushed aside the darkness and continued to stumble forward.

Because I saw the iris flag raised high in the darkness that covered the sky!

……

Just when the girl sank into the black mud and there was no news, Romani realized that his anxiety had come true.

"Hurry up and think of a way, there must be something I've overlooked..." The former commander of Chaldea suppressed his anxiety, and persuaded the wavering Saber team with a few words and the force of Fusangshen and the archers. Searching around for a breach on a screen that only he could see.

"It's the eyes, those eyes that turned black and red are too sensitive to malice." Arash blamed himself, "I noticed when she rushed out, I should have held her—"

"Hua Hua is not such a careless person when it comes to big things," the commander said quickly, "there is only one possibility, that is, she didn't realize the accident...but I'd rather she knew about it and didn't say anything!"

The two were silent.

What I fear most is undefended accidents.

"The outside is left to you, I'm useless here," the big naginata that automatically transformed into a human form whispered, "I will go to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness to find her, as a half body, I should go with her... Return!"

"Dang!"

The main body of the naginata lost its support and fell to the ground, Fu Sangshen's consciousness had already left.

"You two, we can't waste here for nothing," Emiya Kiritsugu, who was temporarily persuaded, calmly and coldly intervened in this silence, "If there is no solution, the only thing is to evaporate all the black mud .”

The King of Knights at the side couldn't bear it, his green eyes flashed and struggled, but he still slowly raised the sword in his hand.

——was soon held down by a pair of hands with calluses.

"That's not okay, Saber," the great hero of Persia had an approachable smile on his face, but sharpness in his eyes, "You shouldn't want to taste the taste of 'shooting star', right?"

Rationally speaking, Emiya Kiritsugu's decision is the most correct choice that can reduce the impact and casualties the most.

But there is still one person who has not returned.

He, Romani, and the departing Yan Rong, they all believed so firmly in that girl that no matter how desperate she was, she would definitely break through this barrier and return.

It just takes a lot of time.However, what they lack the most is time.

It was already dawn and the city was about to wake up.

The ruler of the mysterious side of the city, the defeated but surviving Patriarch Tosaka; the neutral and supervisor of the Holy Grail War, Fuyuki Church, and the clock tower with its headquarters far away in Western Europe, watching from the dark...

Countless pairs of eyes are watching here.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more stalemate, the fragile covenant is on the verge of being torn apart, and the eyes of the swordsman and the archer have already smelled of gunpowder. At this moment——

"I thought of it! There is another way!"

The pink-haired man pushed aside the messy podium, stood up excitedly, held up the golden cup in his hand with suppressed trembling:

"Uruk Cup!"

Time was racing against time, and he was unwilling to delay for a moment. Facing everyone's doubts and puzzles, he did not explain further.

That is an experience that no one knows, and only Chaldea, who experienced the battle to retake the future, recorded it—the heroic spirits who were summoned by the king of Uruk as a medium to fight against the "beast" at the seventh singularity , it is this big cup!

"If she can't speak, then I will call for her!"

Imitate Chaldea's spirit base record, use it as a base, and summon the phantoms of the heroic spirits you have met.

"I'm her Master!"

Heroic spirit summoning consumes too much and the success rate is too small, then downgrade, downgrade again!

Even if it is just a group of projections whose faces cannot be seen clearly, or even phantoms that will dissipate at any time, as long as the summoning is successful, the light brought by this miracle is enough!

The equipment in the control room is operating at a high load, and the digital screens that are stacked on top of each other are frequently flashing, simulating, calculating, confirming, and executing!

When everything was declared complete, this mediocre human being, who was once just an incompetent person behind the scenes, threw out the Holy Grail in his hand:

"Holy Grail, in the name of Romani Archman, summon the bonds created so far—"

The eyes of the archer who made a contract with the girl flicked through pictures one after another, and his excellent eyesight captured everything well.

The saint who saved the country, the emperor with roses, the coastline where the pirate flag was raised, the industrial city blocked by fog, the journey across the North American continent, the holy sword that was finally returned after wandering for thousands of years, and... the ancient god Tiamat who woke up.

Archer Arash, who had never experienced anything like this, understood everything at this moment.

He spontaneously released his grip on the swordsman, and touched the quiver at his waist.

"—Phantoms who are independent of the void, recall the fetters of fighting together in the Temple of Time!"

"In the land of exile, where no hope can be found, outside the forgotten human world, the miracles that have come, please for her—reappear again!"

The large cup of Uruk was spun and thrown, intertwined with golden and colored light, and then, guided by the arrow shot by the archer Arash, in the void, the same projections as those who shouted appeared one by one.

Out of various mentalities, they secretly attached themselves to the familiar, and several pairs of eyes who were closely watching the Holy Grail War all saw in astonishment that a unique miracle in this world was born on the black mud of despair, and countless heroic spirits responded to it. A call is coming!

They are indeed illusory, but they also existed in reality.

A grand occasion that many people may never see in their lifetime, heroes with different styles entrusted each other with their backs and waved their weapons towards the common goal.

At the forefront and the first to respond was a blond girl in white armor.

"That is……!"

The King of Knights holding the holy sword recognized the girl's identity almost instantly:

"France..."

Even if it is only a phantom that is lower than the projection of the heroic spirit, Fuyuki's spiritual veins cannot support such a huge consumption. The faces of all the heroic spirits, including the girl, are still unclear, but the irises flag raised to face the rising sun, but So stark.

"Listen! Heroic spirits gathered in this domain, one rider can be a thousand, and ten thousand can never fall—"

Strong, sacrificial, and brave, the Holy Maiden of Salvation brought a light called a miracle.

"Even if they are incompatible enemies, even if they are people of different eras who have no intersection, please entrust each other's backs to each other now!"

"Not only to prevent the burning of human power, but also to help our contractors open up the way forward!"

"My real name is Joan of Arc!"

"In the name of the Lord, become a solid shield for everyone!"

The tumbling black mud retreated under this dazzling hope.