Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

After hearing Sigma's words, the fanatic who was about to open the door of the intensive care unit stopped.

Sigma also noticed his gaffe and looked away from Miss Assassin expressionlessly.

If you follow the comedy scenes, there will be angels and demons around a person. The devil himself will definitely laugh at it wantonly

‘Sigma, are you a fool? He would actually cry"no one will save me" to someone who is trying to save others. It was jealousy of the girl who was in a coma in the hospital. '

If there was such ridicule, Sigma would not be able to refute it.

He just doesn't have any reason, he just doesn't want to die, so he wants to live.

But Sigma's past, which sometimes appears in his dreams, always reminds him of his childhood experience as a weapon.

At that time, not all of my companions wailed,"Have you come to save me?"

Perhaps because of the same situation and empathy, Sigma can also understand the expectation of such a wish.

So much so that now, ten years later, I have revealed it inadvertently.

Sigma's expression was dark and unclear.

This is a bad performance, which means that his mentality has been shaken to some extent.

When death is about to come, it will always shake people's hearts in various ways.

My ability to live till now has never been because of these sentimental wishes that can never be realized.

"Sorry, I just made a mistake."

Sigma apologized. It would be better to end the topics and thoughts that made his heart throb.

Sigma wanted to interrupt the topic, but Fan Xinzi had no intention of ending it. She said seriously:"Failed to save You are young, it is me who is immature"

"Failure to meet you and save you at the scene is proof of my immaturity."

"This statement makes no sense. Sigma retorted:

"You are a heroic spirit and will not exist forever in this world. Due to irreversible factors such as time and place, it is impossible for you to meet me when I was a child."

However, the fanatic's words are even more unreasonable, representing his excessive fanaticism for that belief:

"It doesn't matter. If I were mature, I would definitely save you."

She is too convinced of her faith, so she believes that her faith will guide her to do the right thing at any time.

Listening to Fan Xinzi's words, Sigma felt an unreasonable anger in his heart.

The source of this anger is He thinks that Miss Assassin has denied his past and his struggle to survive to this day, but the anger seems to confirm one thing from the side. Perhaps, he has no pursuit or desire.

In the past, I really had the wish of 'Who can come and save me?'

Ah, so that's it....

Did I ever long to be saved?

What would happen to him if the country that made him into a weapon was destroyed before Francois appeared?

Or earlier, before he was born, his mother was also saved.

No...If that happens, then the current self will no longer exist.

Sigma felt amused.

Having this desire is actually denying all the experiences and efforts he has made so far.

If I had been saved at that time, I would not be where I am now.

So, do I still have this desire and desire to be saved now?

Sigma was a little confused.

In a life-and-death crisis, external forces cannot be relied upon absolutely. There is only one person you can truly rely on in any situation, and that is yourself.

Self-rescue is the only way for Sigma to reach this point.

However, if you are saved by others, it seems to be a pretty good feeling.

In fact, what I long for is not to be saved, but what is reflected in this behavior...Be loved?

"The child who fell into a coma, the goal of our trip, Saber and I’s attitude is to save her."

"Sigma, what do you think?"

"At this time, do we still need to ask such questions? Sigma, who was interrupted from thinking, said:

"You are heroic spirits, and since your goals are the same, it shouldn’t matter what I think."

"Of course it matters...Sigma, you underestimate your servant, the hermit. In other words, Sigma, you underestimate yourself too much."

"The one who asked you to come here, but stayed outside, represents an attitude in itself. All your decisions are recognized by the hermit."

Richard interjected:

"Therefore, if you, Sigma, refuse to save the child, but choose to eliminate the child and eliminate the uncertain factors from the perspective of interests, we should be distressed, or how should it end."

The relationship between the three servants is not an alliance, but a cooperation.

Because an alliance must represent a certain common will.

And the person who determines the substance and direction of this will must be the strongest in the alliance.

"I..."

In fact, Sigma, who is more inclined to eliminate uncertain factors, finally drowned his original thoughts in his heart after hearing what Fan Xinzi said.

"Anyway, let’s take a look at the situation"

"Thank u."Kuaixinzi suddenly said:

"I can feel that you are trying to do good, and you are more worthy of redemption than a dirty person like me. I also wish you can be saved."

The salvation mentioned by the fanatic is faith, and faith refers to something that a person relies on and survives on.

The fanatic sees that Sigma is a person who lacks 'faith', and this is her sincere blessing. , hoping that Sigma, who was still alive somehow, could find the real purpose of living.

Kuaxinzi no longer stood still, and she opened the corridor door on this floor, and the tenth floor of the inpatient department of the hospital fell into a deathly silence.. America's official organization has set up a large-scale human-repelling barrier in the hospital and hypnotic magic to put people inside the hospital into sleep.

The Xueyuan City Police Department, which led this matter, originally planned to exclude all ordinary people inside and outside the hospital. Then deal with Ji Qiuchun, but Alcides attracted all the attention of the police station, which made it easier for the three of them to carry out activities here.

After glancing at the nurse who was sleeping at the service desk, Kuai Xinzi stretched out his hand to point out the direction.

"Just ahead..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sigma, who was looking forward along her arm, suddenly rolled over.

At the same time as he made the move, the window glass shattered. On the tenth floor of the tall building, countless silver sharp weapons poured in from the window, drowning the people standing at the door like arrows.

When Sigma made a move, Zealot and Richard also reacted. The former used the Noble Phantasm that cuts off the body's body temperature and covered his whole body with crystals to resist the attack.

The latter, Charlie, shot countless arrows from his shadow, shattering all the silver metal.

When the rain of metal stopped falling, Sigma, who quickly climbed up from the ground, could clearly see the area in front of him and the metal shapes inserted into the ground.

Those were the murder weapons that were already twisted. It is made up of many half-melted scalpels and scissors fused together to form a collection of spear-shaped blades.

Such a huge number even makes���Gema couldn't help but guess that all the scalpels, scissors, and bone saws and other tools in this hospital had been gathered here.

The alien aura appeared.

Just outside the window, on the parallel side of another building about thirty meters away, on the white-painted exterior wall of the building, there is a figure that defies the laws of physics and is oriented ninety degrees to the floor. standing posture.

A pair of scarlet eyes are staring here.

While Sigma was adjusting his breathing, a violent riot of magic power came from around him.

Coming from a fanatic who has always been indifferent and close to coldness, Miss Assassin burst out with a terrifying murderous intention that is close to madness.

Fan Xinzi once revealed information that in this Holy Grail War, the thing she wanted to kill the most, or in any case, the existence that she wanted to kill no matter what the price, was the one who had soiled her faith and was also her guardian. Lord's monster. one person...Dead Apostle!

Sigma had encountered inhuman intelligent creatures like the Dead Apostles before. They were not living corpses, but real Dead Apostles with intelligence.

This creature left a deep impression on Sigma. The Death Apostle he encountered was only the lowest among the group of Death Apostles, but it still made Sigma fall into the shadow of death.

If a partner hadn't used his own life as bait to lure him into a trap and use a bomb to blow him into pieces, Sigma would definitely have died in the hands of that Death Apostle.

The Death Apostle in front of him was obviously completely different from the Death Apostles he had encountered before.

The huge magic power that erodes the breath of life is transmitted everywhere, blocking the magic circuit. It is not even just the feeling detected by the magic power. As a mercenary who uses magic, the instincts honed through long-term battles also convey the same conclusion. ——The monster opposite is very dangerous.

He is also an extremely high-ranking person among vampires. Even if he is not the highest-level, ancestor-like existence, he is still an extraordinary monster.

"My love, we meet again. Amidst the joy of reunion, what makes people a little uncomfortable is that there seem to be some extra people around you."

Death Apostle Jesta greeted Zesta, and what he responded to was his long black hair that stretched quickly like a shadow.

The long hair crossed the window, spanned the night sky, and patted Jesta who was standing on the outer wall of the building opposite.

Jesta, who looked like a child, just bent his knees slightly, and then dodged Kuaxinzi's attack, approaching Kuaxinzi in the opposite direction like a cannonball, and rushed into the floor without holding any weapons. The palm of his hand reached for Sajo Ayaka behind Richard.

Richard stood in front of Sajo Ayaka. He casually pulled out a curved scalpel from the ground, turned it into the shape of a holy sword, and pointed it towards Jesta. Jesta chopped it off with his outstretched palm, violating the laws of physics and without any influence of inertia. He then moved the target, or revealed the target of his true attack, which was almost the same. The short and thin Sigma killed him.

This was indeed a good opportunity to induce Kushinko to attack him and pretend to attack Sajo Ayaka, so that Richard had to protect his master.

The most redundant and annoying guy here has withdrawn from the battlefield.

The execution is smooth, and it is developing exactly as Jesta expected.

This ability to seize opportunities also shows that Jesta has almost unlimited experience.

For immortal species, there is no upper limit for mastering skills.

For example, in terms of combat skills, no matter what kind of skills they are, they can reach their peak level through long-term training and learning.

The change of move happened in a moment, and Sigma reacted and just raised his arms to block the palm that was grabbing at him.

Looking at Sigma's actions, Jesta had a contemptuous smile on his face.

Do you think that humans who are only worthy of being food for our people can stop it like this?

Although it is shaped like a boy, it is actually a foreign body. This seemingly slender hand can easily knead the steel block like clay. Pinch.

The human mercenary's arm that was blocking his chest broke at the moment it touched his palm, and then, together with his chest, it sunk in and connected with the spine of his back, between the lightning and flint, the Dead Apostle and the human.

The mercenary's limbs were already touching, but the feeling like piercing paper did not appear in Jesta's perception.

Instead, his wrist felt like it was being held at a faster speed.

He grabbed Jesta's arm, and then Jesta felt an irresistible force coming from him.

He was thrown into the air by this force, and the opponent slammed towards the ground like a naughty boy playing with a garbage bag.

With a flick, Jesta was the garbage bag.

Boom!

A dull impact sounded, and the whole floor trembled slightly. A shallow pit appeared on the ground, and Jesta embedded himself in the shallow pit with his face facing the sky. In the pit.

As Sigma stepped on his head, a crazy smile appeared on Jesta's face, and the metal blade embedded in the ground was pulled out by magic power and rushed towards Sigma....

The metal blade pierced Sigma's thigh, and Sigma immediately changed his posture, curling up and covering the vital parts of his body with his limbs.

Jesta seized this opportunity, and before Kuaxinzi could react, he used the devil's hands to imagine the heart sound touching him and grabbing his own heart, leaving the shallow pit and pulling away.

"Are you okay?..."

Kuang Xinzi came to Sigma's side. She did not rush to attack this time. Although she still had a murderous intention, her words showed concern.

"I...fine..."

Sigma shook his head, looking at his body.

The thighs were completely penetrated by two long metal needles twisted together in a spiral, and the shoulders, abdomen, and back also had metal blades deeply embedded in them.

However, with the peristalsis of the muscles, the metal weapons embedded in the body were being pushed out, and then the wounds disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Jesta's face also twitched, and he asked with suspicion:

"Are you really a human being?"