Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

No, you can't have such an idea.

Because he wanted to live and gain the ability to be extremely difficult to die, the conflict between his thoughts and reality gave rise to absurd thoughts in Sigma's mind. But Sigma immediately put an end to this idea.

There is nothing wrong with seeking to survive. The past is gone, so there is no need to deny the past.

However, this is indeed an opportunity.

Except in this Holy Grail War, I may no longer have any spare time in this life. There is no need to consider the issue of life and death. With the protection of the hermit, on this basis, you can indeed consider other things that you would not think about originally.

For example, things that originally had no meaning to you, such as...To save a girl who has nothing to do with him.

Saving Miu Qiuchun is indeed meaningless to me, but if you really do something, there will always be some results. The reason why I feel it is meaningless is because I have never done it before. Speaking of which, I was trapped in my own cocoon, so I had this idea.

No matter what, to determine the appearance of something, you always have to try it first and do it before you can make the most accurate judgment.

"So that's it..."Sigma muttered.

He suddenly thought of something, about the whole story of this action.

Hermit, is this what you think, what do you want to see?

Use the hospital as a stage to show up, redistribute Sigma's position, and remove him from his status as a chess piece of Fadius and Francois.

This is the purpose of Feng Jianxi bringing Sigma here.

But these are actually all pretense.

This kind of planning doesn't matter at all to a servant of Hermit's level.

Just like the King of Heroes, the purpose of this Holy Grail War has become meaningless to him since he was summoned.

Because, in the face of absolute power, these things that are valued by most people can be easily overturned and destroyed.

Sigma was restricted by Fadius and François, but the moment he summoned the Hermit, those restrictions disappeared.

Power does not represent rules, but power can definitely represent some truths.

The truth may not be accepted by others, but those who do not accept it have to accept it even if they are unable to resist.

Summoned an ace in the Holy Grail War...No, as the hermit said, not in the game, but as a force outside the game...Sigma now somewhat understands the meaning of this power.

Since in terms of grand strategy, the melee in the hospital is meaningless to the Hermit. The hermit brought him here for another purpose.

It was a very small matter, so small that it only related to an unknown Master who was used as cannon fodder to participate in this ceremony, a mercenary who didn't even have a real name, only a code name.

Although incredible, it seems to be the case.

Although he understood the hermit's thoughts, Sigma felt even more confused.

Because he couldn't understand why the hermit did this.

The relationship between himself and the hermit is that of a master and a servant. And if the Hermit is not interested in the Holy Grail, it won't even be considered a comradeship in fighting side by side for a common goal.

Sigma looked at himself. He really couldn't figure out what was special about him that deserved to be treated like this by the Hermit.

Facing Jesta, Sigma had time to think.

On the contrary, as a high-ranking Death Apostle, Jesta's expression looked a little ugly when facing the current situation.

An unusual kid, the special characteristics he displayed made Jesta's face waver for a moment.

There are two followers here.

Although Jesta can fight against Servants, it's just a fight. Even if Yu Kuaxinzi fights alone, he can't win. He just doesn't die. What's more, there is Saber here.

"Prepare to die....I won't let you escape this time, evil heretic..."Fan Xinzi said coldly.

Fan Xinzi brought Jesta back to his senses. Although the situation was a bit unexpected, it was still within the plan and within the controllable range.

"Escape?"

Jesta smiled and said:

"Honey, I have no intention of running away."

"Why do you think I am here? Of course there are enough interesting things here. That would be interesting enough for you, too."

The anomalies entangled in this city, those subtle forces that are difficult to detect by ordinary people, were first discovered by Feng Jianxi.

Then Ferrat, Ferrat sent Jack the Ripper here to investigate, and then This led to the current situation, but before Ferat noticed the anomaly and sent Jack to investigate, it was Jesta who was the first to truly know about Chunqiu Chun's situation.

As well as the existence of the followers he summoned, he can also intervene and guide to a certain extent.

This is why the melee in the hospital will inevitably occur. Cause and effect gather here, causing many servants or monsters to come here.

Jesta is also part of them. No matter what, he will find a way to lead the fanatic here.

Snap!

Jesta snapped his fingers. It was so loud in the corridor of the silent hospital, and it also carried a special power, awakening something.

Although this thing's footprints were all over Xueyuan City, and even surrounded the city, those were all. It's not where his true form is.

It's basically impossible to find his true form in this city, because he is hidden very deep in a girl's dream, and now, Jesta has brought it out of the deep. Called out in a dream

"Come on, let's change the stage. A far more peaceful stage than this city that is gradually becoming chaotic and inevitably leading to destruction."

Jesta said this.

A cold feeling surged out from the depths of the hospital corridor and from a certain ward deep inside, attacking everyone here like an invisible wild beast.

Whether it was a follower or a fanatic, Charles I, human Sigma and Sajo Ayaka all feel the same coldness

, or equality. This is one of the characteristics of this thing.

The essence of this thing is the most fair incarnation in the world. The so-called God of Judgment is even more fair, because all things facing him are the same, whether human beings or beasts, insects or flowers.

His essence is until the end of all life!

The Pale Rider represents the corner of the plague in the apocalypse, and the ground his white horse treads is death.