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Now the heroic spirits of the red team and the black team are fighting. The battlefield created by the heroic spirits is no longer a field that humans can set foot in. Only Heroic Spirits are left.

Spartacus was in full swing and attacked the castle of Ugdomirenia. Vlad III tried to stop Spartacus' movement. Blood thorns emerged from the ground like a jungle and penetrated Spartacus. body, but this is in the red's plan, because Spartacus's treasure [Roaring Wounded Beast] was activated in this situation——

The berserker's body began to twist and swell, and then in the final roar, there was a loud noise like thunder, which was as loud and clear as the rebel leader's voice of resistance to the slave owners hundreds of years ago: "To all oppressors! Those who launched a crusade!!"

The roaring roar shook the ground, half of the rock-solid castle was blown up, dust and gravel rolled down like a torrential rain, members of the Yugdomirenia family who were still in the castle fled in a hurry, and even Danic I can't wait to avoid it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the aerial fortress controlled by Semiramis revealed its hidden form above the castle of Yugdomirenia, pierced directly through the underground of the castle, and destroyed the Great Holy Grail hidden under the castle. snatched away.

"Is that the Holy Grail..."

Black's master and servants stared at each other. Of course, they couldn't watch the red party take the Holy Grail without taking any action. The servants who didn't have much interest in the Holy Grail were ordered by their master to take it back, so black's The servants either actively or passively chased after them, and rushed in before the air fortress was completely closed. However, under the interception of the red heroic spirit, only a few followers actually entered the air fortress.

Ruler Joan of Arc, who was in charge of witnessing the outcome of the Holy Grail War, was also on the list. After she landed, she rolled to relieve the impact, and landed on one knee, holding a flag vigilantly and observing her surroundings.

"It seems that the courtyard of my concubine has been mixed with a lot of insects, it's really annoying."

Semiramis raised his brows lightly, covered his lips with the back of his hand, showing a look of disgust.

"After all, everyone dedicated their lives in this Holy Grail War because they had a wish to be fulfilled. Of course, it is impossible to watch the Holy Grail being taken away by us in vain."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi stood beside the Assyrian Empress and responded.

"Are you the Master of the Red Servant?" Jeanne looked up, and when she saw Jia Sheng on Yuan, she was obviously surprised, "You..."

Joan of Arc's words have not yet finished, and Danic, who came to the air fortress together, cannot allow the Holy Grail, which he regards as his possession, to be taken away, and the same is true for Vlad III. However, the sky garden is the domain of the empress. The Romanian legend's blessing to Vlad III has completely failed, and the red heroic spirits who returned to the fortress together are quite powerful, and soon the advantage of the battle situation falls to the good life on the deep side.

Danic couldn't tolerate the ending of defeat. He used the command spell to completely turn Vlad III into a vampire, and also took away the heroic spirit of Vlad III in vampire form, trying to enter the Great Holy Grail in this posture, to achieve own wishes.

Chiron's eyes froze slightly. Of course, he couldn't let such a monster win the Holy Grail. Achilles stood beside him and smiled at the archer: "I didn't expect that we would be side by side again just after we finished fighting." It's time to fight, Teacher Chiron."

"Fate is always so unpredictable, just like I don't understand why all the heroic spirits on your red side obey the same order." Chiron replied gently, but the attacks in his hands kept going, and they would be absorbed by Vlad III blood, turned into vampires and entered the fortress together to shoot and kill.

"Have you seen my current master? If you see him, you will understand why we have made such a decision." Achilles said with a hearty smile, "When we finish solving this monster, I will send Jiasheng introduce to you--"

"I'm really curious to let you say that, so it's settled."

Chiron chuckled lightly and moved even faster.

"Leave this to my concubine." Semiramis said to Jiasheng Yuanzhi, "This concubine will make the Great Holy Grail work."

"Please go and fulfill your wish, Master, I will solve all the troubles." Karna also said.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi nodded: "Then leave it to you."

He turned and walked towards the end of the gorgeous corridor, to the hall where the Great Grail was kept.

Walking in the dark corridor, Yoshio Fuchinoue heard the dull echoing sound of the tense beating heart in his chest hitting his ribs. He has been waiting for this moment for too long. As long as he gets the Holy Grail, he will If you can completely save that depleted world, you can free yourself from the sad reincarnation fate.

No matter how long the road was, Yuanshang Jiasheng also came over, but the short distance now made him feel extraordinarily far away.

But fortunately, no matter how far away, the road will end at the end of the day, and the Great Holy Grail is in front of his eyes, holy and bright. Jiasheng Yuanzhi was slightly relieved, and when he was about to step forward to enter the interior of the Great Holy Grail, the scenery in front of him But suddenly there was a change, and a voice from nowhere said excitedly: "The moment of the show has come, here should be thunderous applause——FirstFolio!"

Jia Sheng's eyes darkened, and he shouted coldly: "—Shakespeare! What are you doing?"

"Oh, oh, Mr. Jiasheng, don't blame me. It's my instinct as a playwright that I can't resist! A living saint appeared in an era when the mystery faded. What kind of past did he have, and what kind of people did he meet? What made him, let us appreciate it now!"

"Just as an appetizer before saving the world, or as a small obstacle before fulfilling your wish—"

"speak English."

Jia Sheng on the Yuan interrupted Shakespeare.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious, so I want to know."

Jiasheng Fuchinoue frowned. He didn't take Shakespeare seriously at first. Shakespeare, who appeared as a caster, didn't have the ability to make a workshop, and he didn't have any combat power himself, so he just let Shakespeare simply assist. Increase the power of the red side's followers, but who would have thought that Shakespeare would choose to do this suddenly at this critical moment?

"Are you going to write my tragedy?" Thinking of Shakespeare himself in history, Yoshio Fuchinoue calmed down and asked calmly.

"Hahahahahaha of course - no! Although as a playwright, I really want to write a tragedy, I want to see the despairing expression of you, a saint, after your ideals are shattered, it must be as poignant as a classical oil painting! But it's a pity Yes, as a human being, I still have a bottom line, so this time I'm just purely curious, I promise!"

Without giving Jiasheng Yuanzhang more chances to react, Shakespeare's voice sounded again: "Then, the first act! The boy who turned into a falling star!"

The scenery in front of him changed instantly. Jiasheng Yuanzhi saw that he was wearing a kimono, which was exactly what Xia Youjie bought for him. When he looked up again, Xia Youjie was standing not far from him and staring at him.

"Why did you choose that way? Haven't you thought about how painful it would be for me to watch you leave to die alone?"

The black-haired Curse Master asked bitterly, there was a flash of water in his eyes, and his tall body approached Yuanshang Jiasheng, restraining him in his arms.

"I..." Jiasheng Yuanzhi opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was extremely dry, but he still said calmly: "Because the only person who can save the end of the world is me."

"Really?" An aviation worker suddenly turned his head not far away, and it was Shakespeare's face that was revealed. He questioned and said, "You have so many means to deal with the enemy, you really can only choose Is it possible to deal with the enemy in this way of dying together? If you are willing, after finding a way to deal with the enemy, it is not difficult to retreat safely, right? "

Jiasheng Yuanzhi's pupils narrowed slightly.

"Actually, you have been pursuing eternal death, right? Repeated death and restarting time have made you very tired. That's why you forgot me who was waiting for you on the ground and chose to die." This time it was Xia You who spoke Jie, looking at Jiasheng Yuanzhi in his arms with his dark pupils, his words were like the hissing tongue of a snake boa.

"You just want to let all human beings live happily. You think that your own death is a necessary sacrifice. Only when you are in pain, you use this as a price to reverse the torrent of time—so when you solve this problem After the apocalypse, time will restart to the moment when nothing happened. And the bond and past between me and you were given up by you as a price."

Jiasheng Yuanshang was silent for a while, then he raised his head and looked at Xia Youjie calmly: "No one likes death, and so do I. In order to deal with alien gods, I have died in space more than once. I can't count it myself, my spirit has already reached its limit, but at that time I still haven't forgotten the promise I made with you."

"I am very glad to meet you, you brought me back when I was frustrated, and gave me a second home in this world—thank you, Jay, those memories and pasts with you will never be the ones I will The price of giving up."

Xia Youjie's pupils constricted, he lowered his head and tightened his arms, hugged Jiasheng Yuanzhi in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "You're too cunning, Jiasheng, I can't do anything like this."

After Xia Youjie finished saying this, the strength of holding Jiasheng Yuanzhi suddenly changed, and Jiasheng Yuanyuan noticed that the aura surrounding him had also changed. He looked up and saw Gojo Wu's extremely handsome face Face.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi was protected by Gojo Satoru in his arms, and the white-haired conjurer hugged him so hard, as if this was the only way to keep him out of danger. Scenes.

"Don't die... please don't die... why are you doing this!" Gojo Satoru hugged Yoshio Fuchigami whose throat was cut and blood was pouring out continuously, his clear blue eyes flowed out Eyeballs became brighter and beautiful tears, his generous palms were covering the broken throat of the wine-red haired boy, trying in vain to stop the blood flowing for him.

Jia Sheng, who was embraced by Gojo Satoru, heard Gojo Gojo's trembling and crying voice. He was hugged so tightly, Gojo Satoru's rapid heartbeat and strong arms separated Jiasheng from a safe place. A quiet space, as if it could stop the death that was about to take him away.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi's eyes were a little dazed, and those memories that had faded were replaying the scene at that time very clearly at this moment.

"Have you ever thought about how uncomfortable it would be for me to witness the scene of your suicide?" Gojo Gojo asked in a low voice with a trembling voice.

"You said you would not give up the memory of being with Jie, so can I bear the picture of you committing suicide? I will always remember everything when you died, every detail of your death, your expression, your appearance , are firmly engraved on the soul by my eyes."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears that flowed from Gojo Satoru's piercing blue eyes, but the tears were still flowing and could not be wiped off no matter how much he wiped, so the wine-red-haired boy sighed, and he wiped away the tears with warm water. Covering Gojo Satoru's tearful eyes with his palm, he said softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wujo, for letting you see how bad I was when I died, but at that critical moment, only this can save you. I won't If you die again, you look at me, I am still well and completely in front of your eyes, look at me, imprint my current appearance in your eyes, and replace the dead me - if you do this, I'm gonna be happy."

Jiasheng Yuanzhi moved his eyes away, Wujo Wu's six eyes washed more clearly by tears looked into his arms hesitantly, Jiasheng Yuanzhi was leaning against his arms intact In the middle, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Thank you, Wu Jun, for thinking of me all the time, I'm sorry for making you worry and sad. But I promise, this is the last time."

"Damn it, how could I refuse such a little good student!" Gojo Satoru finally surrendered to the good student Fuchinoue helplessly, and at the same time hugged the wine red-haired boy tightly into his arms again angrily.