Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 516 Battlefield
When the scorching wind cleared, there was no one on the Fuyuki Bridge.

Such huge fluctuations in magic power, coupled with the fact that Rider was driving the Shenwei wheel all the way, did not hide his whereabouts at all, which naturally alarmed some people who were patrolling and monitoring around.

On the river bank next to the bridge, a man in a black windbreaker watched all this. He was a staff member of the Church of the Holy Church.

Without hesitation, he immediately passed on the news that Rider and Caster had fought to his partner, and this information was quickly passed on to the overseer of the church.

In a small church very close to Enzang Mountain, in the dark basement, there was a sound of footsteps.

Kotomine Kirei, who became the temporary supervisor not long ago, just learned that crucial information.

Father Ma Po held the golden cross in his right hand and walked out. Every step he took, his heart became more and more excited, and he couldn't help but blurt out the holy words of blessing.

"He revives my soul, and guides the paths I walk for his name's sake. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for you are with me!"

That man is at Liudong Temple.

A look of light flashed in Father Mapo's eyes. He must ask clearly, what reason does a man who is a magician killer have to pursue the Holy Grail? !
Emiya Kiritsugu is just a mercenary, a bounty hunter, and a hyena who takes money to do things. He has been walking in the dark underground world.

What desire does such a person need to compete for the Holy Grail?

As for saying that he did it for money, Kotomine Kirei himself found it ridiculous.

If the magician killer is for money, there is no need to participate in the Holy Grail War, the pay is not directly proportional to the risk.

Maybe it's the same as him, or some other interesting reason...

As Kotomine Kirei thought about it, his heart suddenly became excited, and he actually felt a strong sense of anticipation.

Last time he lost too badly, but this time, in order to continue to challenge that man, he specially borrowed some "treasures" from the King of Heroes to arm himself!
Will definitely give you a surprise!
Father Mapo thought of being able to fight the magician killer again, punching to the flesh, seeing blood from the knife, his heart was overflowing with joy, and the blood churning in his body became even hotter.

He stepped up the steps step by step, singing the holy words in his mouth:

"Your rod and your staff comfort me. You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil and make my cup overflow. Goodness and mercy will be with me all the days of my life. follow me..."

He quickly came outside the church and stared at the mountain not far away.

This is not the Fuyuki Cathedral located above the spiritual vein, but a small church located closest to Liudong Temple.

Soon, a burst of golden rain emerged.

Wearing an exquisite golden armor, the King of Heroes stood in the cold wind with his arms folded, staring at him with blood-red eyes.

"Kirei, you look very happy."

"The Holy Grail is about to come, Gilgamesh, don't you expect it?"

"Hmph, I also want to see if the treasure that a group of miscellaneous cultivators desperately fight for is worth collecting."

"The timing is just right, let's go!" A rare smile appeared on Father Mapo's stiff face.

They galloped towards the big mountain not far from their field of vision, but when they reached the foot of the mountain, Father Mapo chose to split up with the King of Heroes.

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The huge moon hangs in the deep night, the sky is full of stars, and the front of the mountain gate of Liudong Temple is deserted.

In the cold air, Saber had a serious expression, and had already put on the silver-white knight armor that radiated cold light.

She held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the invisible holy sword was stuck on the ground, and her pair of beautiful emerald eyes stared at the steps ahead without any slack.

Equally meticulous was Emiya Kiritsugu.

The magician killer was leaning against the mountain gate, holding a far-sighted crystal ball in his hand, his dark pupils were indifferent.

"Knight King, in order to change the ending of a doomed death, in exchange for a milder death, is it worth paying the price of possibly erasing your own existence?"

Kiritsugu's calm words sounded, probably because he didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to her, Saber froze for a moment.

Looking back at the paralyzed Master, Arturia's lips moved slightly:
"This is my choice. Miracles require a price. Kiritsugu, why did you do this to this extent?

Since he loves his wife and daughter deeply, why didn't he take them away? "

"It's nothing, miracles have a price. The seat called happiness is limited. Some people sit on it, and others have no seat.

Sometimes for the sake of the happiness of the majority, a minority has to be wiped out. "

He vowed to save as many people as possible, that's all.

There is no distinction between high and low lives saved, and any reason or background will not affect the scale that weighs sacrifice and redemption.

So he's been living with this mentality, thinking it's a foolish thing to think about the meaning of his actions.

Just do it with your hands.

The two stopped talking, and the mountain gate returned to silence.

The exchange was very brief, only three paragraphs in total, but Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu felt something at the same time.

Artoria understood the reason why she didn't like Kiritsugu, besides his despicable methods, there was more of it——the other party was the same kind of person as her!

Except for the means, Kiritsugu may not be any different from her.

For the sake of the overall situation, in order to win the war, she squeezed the supplies of many small villages to serve as armaments, and even forced the villagers to leave their homes.

This is a choice, choosing to sacrifice a small number of people in exchange for the survival of the majority, and even Britain.

The same is true for Emiya Kiritsugu.

He chose to sacrifice some people in exchange for the opportunity to realize his ideals, including his father, adoptive mother and wife, and perhaps himself.

To some extent, the way the two think about problems is very similar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the same type of people.

But being of the same kind doesn't mean they like each other.

The relationship between Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu was very bad, if it wasn't for Ren's influence, they would almost tear their faces apart.

In the final analysis, Saber didn't like herself, and Emiya Kiritsugu did the same.

They have paid a lot, but so far they are all losers. They no longer believe in their abilities, and start to hate their own incompetence.

What's more deadly is that the two still have one thing in common at present—they pin their last hope on the Holy Grail.

In this way, the existence of the other party is particularly an eyesore.

Two people struggling frantically holding on to the last straw.

Looking at each other is like looking in a mirror, from which you can see yourself struggling in pain, and see your embarrassing appearance that has already been bruised and bruised.

The atmosphere was a little dull.

Emiya Kiritsugu would not sympathize with Saber, and Saber would also not sympathize with Kiritsugu, they would only find the other party an eyesore.

A ray of golden light flashed on the crystal ball, and a cold sword gradually enlarged, and the picture on it quickly disappeared.

Obviously, the familiar placed under the mountain was killed.

"Sure enough, the opponent seized this opportunity, the King of Heroes is coming, Saber, it's up to you here."

Emiya Kiritsugu put down the crystal ball and walked towards the back gate of Ryudoji Temple.

Saber's eyes turned cold, her expression was slightly solemn, and she asked, "Kiritsugu, where is Archer's Master?"

"If you didn't show up with him, just leave it to me." Emiya Kiritsugu's back gradually moved away, and the voice floated from behind.

The magician killer stepped towards the back mountain. He knew without guessing that Kotomine Kirei would attack Ryutoji from behind after Archer and Saber fought.

"Kiritsugu, be careful, I think he will take the initiative to separate from his followers and choose to fight you, he must be prepared."

Saber seemed to have thought of something, and reminded with a serious expression.

She knew that Kotomine Kirei was Kiritsugu's defeated opponent, but because of this, she was worried that Kiritsugu would underestimate the enemy.

If the opponent dares to challenge again, he must have his hole cards.

"I know, someone reminded me."

Kiritsugu's words without any emotional fluctuations made Saber startled, and she only thought of this now.

And Wuming even expected this?

Anticipating that Kotomine Kirei would split up with the King of Heroes and challenge Kiritsugu again, this was too scary or cautious.

Only then did King Dumao realize that even though he was very powerful, Wuming had never been careless.

She subconsciously glanced at the ring in her hand.

What will be the hole card he sent?
He greeted Kariya Matou, who was guarding the Little Holy Grail in Liudong Temple, and told him to act according to the plan. Father Kiritsugu quickly came to the back mountain and hid his tracks.

Thinking of Wu Ming's words, the magician killer subconsciously touched his chest, showing a sneer.

"Kiritsugu, if Kotomine Kirei tries to fight you again, be careful, maybe he is prepared. '

He admitted that because he had defeated Kotomine Kirei once outside Einzbern Castle last time, he had slightly underestimated him, and Wuming's reminder made him vigilant.

Therefore, he had the cheek to ask Wu Ming to prepare some gifts.

The unknown enemy is terrible. Without knowing the enemy, it is impossible to analyze the opponent's capabilities and behavior patterns, and it is difficult to formulate combat plans.

But after knowing who the other party is, Father Kiritsugu will not feel any fear at all.

Left and right are just desperate, who is afraid of whom?
.........

The sky seemed to be cut in half, the scorching sun scorched the earth, and the bright galaxy shone with brilliance.

The field of vision is extremely wide, and the ground also presents two completely different scenes, as if two jigsaw puzzles with different colors and patterns are abruptly pieced together.

Rolling scorching yellow sand and red wilderness divide the land.

The yellow sand occupies about three-quarters of the area, and the wilderness occupies a quarter, but the red rock soil is still gradually spreading, eroding the dry desert.

In the desert, phantoms like mirages emerged in pieces.

The shadows of people and horses multiplied and formed a formation. Those figures gradually took on color and three-dimensionality, and a group of cavalry quickly turned into entities.

They are strong and menacing, wearing gorgeous armor, holding spears or swords, all of them are heroic and extraordinary.

For Weber, this is the second time he has seen the mighty and magnificent army of the King's Army.

He already knew the true meaning behind this treasure, and the sense of awe in his heart was stronger than when he saw it for the first time, deeply shaking his mind.

This is the pride of being with the king, this is the joy of fighting side by side with the king, which makes people's blood boil.

Now, he seems to be one of them.

But what really surprised Weber was the scene on the other side.

Over there is a wilderness that is stained red with blood. Countless unowned knives, guns, swords, axes, axes and sticks... are like tombstones, inserted on rocky mounds or flat ground.

On the earth, blood and fire are burning, spreading to the end of the horizon, and in the sky, the stars are shining all over the sky, like a bright galaxy flowing and galloping.

The stars are dreamlike, vast and magnificent.

But on the red wilderness, there are countless corpses that seem to be real and illusory.

Knights in silver armor, cavalry in green cloaks, huge humanoid creatures, hairy werewolves, vampires with bat wings...

Wuming stands in the wilderness, with snow-white hair dancing in the wind.

The phantoms of countless corpses piled up around him, the stars shone, blood and fire lingered, and many weapons were inserted in the wilderness, guarding him like tombstones.

"Rider, is that also an inherent barrier?" Weber opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were shocked.

What a person has gone through to show such a tragic and spectacular mental imagery landscape, it is like hell and heaven intertwined.

"That's right, an inherent barrier that is not inferior to the king's army, but it unfolds a little slower than mine."

The great emperor looked very strange, and replied while touching his chin.

He looked up and glanced at the sky divided into night and day. The area was about the same, but the area of ​​yellow sand on the ground was nearly three times that of the wilderness.

However, the scarlet wilderness is still expanding, and sooner or later it will occupy half of the area like the sky.

On the other hand, Ren is not surprised by this result. His Infinite Sword System has broken through the original limit, and its scale is not inferior to the King's Army.

And it is also opened in seconds, but the length of the chanting spell will determine the speed and degree of the inherent enchantment.

He was only halfway through singing just now, and the king's army took shape.

The Emperor's inherent enchantment unfolded faster than his, because his enchantment was not formed by his own magic power.

The army of servants he summoned also carried a certain amount of magic power. Together with the army under his command, he built this small world faster than Ren himself.

However, how powerful it is, you have to fight it to know.

Wei Bo stared at the wilderness that was still gradually expanding, and suddenly became agitated. He didn't care about being surprised, and he hurriedly shouted:
"Rider, hurry up, after a while, the Wuming barrier will become even bigger, and the advantage will disappear."

The emperor couldn't help laughing, his torch-like eyes swept across the countless weapons planted in the wilderness, thoughtfully.

However, he decided to test it first, so he drew his sword and shouted loudly:

"How powerful the enemy is, I believe you have all seen it, brothers! Let's show our dominance to the enemy on the opposite side!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!"

The ranks of sergeants echoed Iskandar's roar with a resounding shout.

Looking at the strange mental landscape on the other side, they can also feel that the opposite side is definitely an unworldly enemy.

The piled corpses, the weapons of different shapes, the bloody wilderness, the bright and vast starlight...all of them showed the horror of the enemy.

But they don't back down, and they're not afraid.

Glorious and powerful elite knights, the fetters of monarchs and ministers they made with the King of Conquerors even crossed the gap between the world and the underworld.

These warriors who have sublimated into eternity don't care where the battlefield appears or who the enemy is.

As long as the King of Conquerors reveals his dominance again and calls them, the loyal courtiers will travel across time and space and immediately rush to the monarch, no matter the ends of the world!
The next moment, thousands of horses and horses in the king's army raised the rolling yellow sand, shook the ground, and charged towards Renn!

(End of this chapter)