This wave of children's cartoons is killing people!

"Then come on, you don't need to pay those useless things, you only need your awareness."

Matou Sakura put her hands together and held them up high, as if she was about to hold something in her hands. Then, black liquid slowly surged from the blood-stained palms, and fell from the gap between them, as if she had self-consciousness. The same, crawling on the open ground, and finally formed a mysterious magic circle.

Taking two steps forward slowly, Sakura Matou picked up the black liquid that flowed endlessly in her hands, and slowly poured it into Kariya Matou's mouth.

"Drink it, and use it."

The blood in the girl's eyes is bright,

"Finally - let your wish come true."

You also gave me the entire fusion for the Holy Grail War, right? : Chapter 292 Chapter 20: Changhong Sun Rises!

The surging black mud fell into Matou Kariya's mouth, and the sticky texture made him breathe uncomfortable from his nasal cavity.

But he still swallowed greedily,

Even if there is no more air in the lungs, even if the eyes are black due to lack of oxygen,

He also refused to let go of the slightest bit.

The dark red light spread from his belly, spreading its tentacles deep into every corner like spreading hyphae, rapidly changing the body of this man who was already full of wounds,

And the way is——

--replace.

The black mud swallowed part of the original flesh and blood, and then derived new flesh and blood based on itself,

Fresh, brand new vascular lymphatics full of magical high-efficiency circuits,

Simple, fast and efficient.

As for the shortcomings, it may only be a little pain.

Well, it's really just a little pain,

After all, compared to being eaten by the imprinted worms, this kind of pain can even be regarded as gentle, and it will not cause any sequelae.

Oh, by the way, the black mud will also change the appearance of people a little bit, for example, it will become the white hair that the will of the world loves, and there will be some glowing lines on the body.

But that's all harmless.

Kariya Matou wouldn't care - he probably wouldn't care.

Matou Sakura pointed at her chin, looking at Matou Kariya who was kneeling on the ground, clutching her neck and coughing continuously, interspersed with roars that did not resemble a human voice, and thought silently,

But what about him.

It will take some time to transform, the stage has been set up, and the real big drama still needs to be performed by themselves, and they have already achieved fame, so they can hide behind the scenes.

"Next, I'll leave it to you, Uncle Kariya."

Matou Ying turned around with a chuckle, and slowly disappeared from Matou Kariya's sight, and at this time Tong Yanye couldn't bear the severe pain in his body any longer, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

When he woke up again, it was already night.

A black curtain like a tulle fell, covering all fields, dark clouds covering the sky, amidst the thunder, it seemed that there was rain brewing, and in front of Matou Kariya, the magic circle constructed by Matou Sakura still shone ominously of dark red light,

Feeling the surging power in his body, Matou Kariya slowly clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming,

"Tohsaka Toki, you will pay the price."

There was a rumbling sound of thunder, and the rain dripped down like a beaded curtain. During the rainy night, Matou Kariya slowly got up and looked at the seemingly fragile black mud in front of him, but the magic that had not changed a single bit in the heavy rain Array.

He recognized the magic circle.

Although he has no talent in magic, he is still the second son of the magician family. To be honest, Zouken Matou never thought he could be useful, so he never taught him about magic carefully. Things, but have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

When he was young, he had a good experience of the background of the Jiantong family.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would be able to use this thing one day, and...

Still outside the ruins of my own home...

Next, is to summon the heroic spirit.

Under the washing of the rain, Matou Kariya took a deep breath, walked slowly, walked to the center of the magic circle, and then cut his own palm ruthlessly.

The bright red blood flowed slowly, fell on the ground, quickly faded under the washing of the rain, and slowly flowed along the lines formed by the black mud,

If there is a Heroic Spirit who can grant my wish, then it will come.

Looking at the blood falling from the palm of my hand,

Matou Kariya thought silently.

He didn't know how to summon heroic spirits through the magic circle. To be precise, he didn't know the spell declaration used to summon heroic spirits.

But what does that matter.

Just like Emiya Shirou who was in a life-and-death crisis, didn't he summon Saber without saying a spell?

Such things as spells are never necessary,

What matters is whether or not the summoned being chooses to respond.

then,

The strong man with bluish-gray skin showed a shy smile, touched his head, and asked with some embarrassment.

"I'm Berserker, Spartacus. Sorry to ask first, are you an oppressor?"

In the thundering rainy night, a gladiator who resists oppression.

Come as you wish.

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"Just now news came from Assassin that the last Master has summoned servants. In this way, all the servants have been summoned. It has officially begun, the Holy Grail War."

In the brightly lit church, a man named Kotomine Kirei flipped through a heavy bible and said absently.

"Yes, but everyone seems not to be vigilant, do you want to help a little?"

Behind Kotomine Kirei suddenly turned a figure exactly like him, but looked older,

This person is from Kotomine Kirei 14 years later. Like other Five War Masters, he also came to this timeline, and quickly found the organization, and did something that he had always wanted to do before. But I didn't have time to do it, and I couldn't do it after that.

He stabbed Kotomine Rizheng.

In the back, the kidney was upright, with two stabs.

Then he kindly took out another black key, sent a knife to himself in this timeline, and kindly invited him to come over and give Yanfeng Lizheng two knifes that hadn't completely died.

The victim said that the assailant's technique was not clean and neat, and it took him a while to feel no pain. It is recommended to strengthen the exercise in the technique to avoid similar problems from happening again.

And after making up for their past regrets and having a good time, the two Kotomine Kirei also reached a state of mutual recognition, and the old Kotomine Kirei taught himself to his younger self without reservation. tax evasion theories honed over the years,

"Of course. But to send Assassin or Lancer? Who should the target choose?"

The young Kotomine Kirei turned his head to look at his old self and asked.

"Targets... just all of them." The old Kotomine Kirei touched his chin, "Send all the Masters in our positions to harass them, and it's just right for Assassin to do this job. As for Lancer , just let him wander around casually, looking for targets to fight."

"can."

The young Kotomine Kirei nodded, and behind him, Assassin, whose upper half of his face was covered by a half-skeleton mask, quietly disappeared into the shadows.

On the other side, Lancer, who was wearing blue light armor, also snorted softly, and disappeared without a trace after transforming into a spirit body.

And his target is Fujimura House!

"Is it really okay to do this? According to what you said before, the strength of Assassin and Lancer seems to be considered as the middle or lower among all the servants. Let them go out to test like this, and there will be no problems. Is it?"

"Problems are bound to arise."

The aged Kotomine Kirei shrugged, and replied indifferently: "But our original purpose was not to obtain the Holy Grail...was it? Now that you and I have found a path that suits us, then we only need to practice our own ideas That’s enough, as for the others, they are just trivial details, not worth mentioning at all.”

"……you're right."

The young Kotomine Kirei nodded approvingly, "Then shall we... have fun?"

"Yes, pleasure!"

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"Ahhh, I can finally do it. I have been on hold for the past two days, but it suffocated me."

In the rainy night, Lancer Cu Chulainn, who was squatting on the telephone pole with a bright red magic gun, shook his neck and made a crisp sound of joints. Looking at the houses hidden in the night below, he sighed.

After a few days, he returned to this familiar place again,

Thinking back to the past, he competed with that blond girl of unknown rank at this place, and in the end even though he tried to expose his identity and used the treasure, he failed to take it down.

Even now, the exhilaration of the battle still makes his heart throb.

"This time we must have a good fight." Cu Chulainn was gearing up, then raised the magic spear in his hand, threw it with force with his arms! "That's it, let's say hello first!"

In the night sky, a gap of bright red streamer of light flashed, but in the blink of an eye, it penetrated a very short distance and shot into the house.

boom--! !

The sound of the house collapsing and the thunderous sound of the magic gun breaking the sound barrier sounded almost at the same time. In an instant, the original simple building became a pile of ruins. Cu Chulainn frowned slightly,

This scene was different from what he expected...

He didn't liberate anything this time, he just threw the weapon out with his own brute force. According to the strength of the existence in his memory, it is not difficult to block this blow at all, so he just Say hello in this way,

According to his thinking, he will be easily blocked by others, and then he can easily and happily return to the rhythm of the frontal battle. After all, what he wants is a frontal duel, not a battle like a sneak attack.

But now, when he attacked, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea. Not to mention the counterattacking Servant in the ruins, there was not even half a trace of human activity, as if he was attacking a house that no one lived in.

He was very sure that he was absolutely right.

So in other words, it's not here...

Hiss, I'm in trouble.

If the blond girl Servant is not here, doesn't it mean that he made this trip in vain?

Cu Chulainn frowned, thinking with some disappointment,

But other than here, the only place he knows where Servants exist is Ryudongsa.

What he wants is to fight passionately with others, and he has no interest in she foxes who use magic.Moreover, Caster, who occupies the sacred place of Liudong Temple, is really difficult to fight. He used to give it away.

Forget it, let's take a stroll around the city to find other Servants later.

Cu Chulainn sighed and raised his hand, wanting to recall his magic spear, and prepared to take his own magic spear to become Fuyuki Street Liuzi, looking for an opponent who could fight him, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Because the magic spear commanded by the arm did not return with his call,

And in his perception, a fiery radiance suddenly rose from the ruins in front of him!

"Directly launch an attack and sneak attack, your Excellency really doesn't talk about martial arts."

The roaring sound suddenly erupted from the ruins, and the broken bricks and tiles flew all over the sky. In the middle of the cleared space, Wang Yingkang was holding the trembling magic gun tightly in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. .

Behind him, Emiya Shirou, who was drenched in rain, looked at the gun point that was about to hit his nose, his throat moved slightly, and he shuddered suddenly.

I don't know whether it was because of the weather or because I almost died under this familiar gun again.

Interesting, actually caught my magic gun.

Cu Chulainn on the telegraph pole touched his chin, and then asked, "Hey, that weird-looking guy down there, who are you? Where is that blond girl, tell her to come out and fight with me."

"There are no blonde girls here. If you want to fight, I'll come and accompany you."

Wang Yingkang let out a breath slowly, let go of the magic gun in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, the magic gun returned to Cu Chulainn's hand with a few sharp red rays of light in the air.

"Oh? Just you?"

Cu Chulainn carried the magic gun on his shoulder, and looked at Wang Yingkang below with a half-smile. To be honest, he couldn't feel any threat to him from this strange-looking thing below.

"That's right, it's just me."

Wang Yingkang looked at Cu Chulainn, and slowly pulled out the Changhong Sword. The waves of flames bloomed layer upon layer like lotus flowers all over his body. It looked like a dazzling sun rising from the dark night!

"Changhong swordsmanship - Changhong pierces the sun!"

long sword,