Becoming infinitely stronger starting from Marvel

Chapter 468 Absolute Trust
“It doesn’t matter. Even without the help of another team of heroes, we can still defeat everyone with our talents of absolute hit and absolute dodge.” Kennedy said proudly.

A trace of relief flashed in Tousaka Tokiomi's eyes and said:

"That's right. With the combination of absolute attack and dodge, plus the talents of the defeated, I should be the winner in the end."

Thinking of this, Tōsaka Tokiomi clenched his fists slightly, with a firm determination in his eyes:
"Magic! It's no longer necessary. As long as we win in the end, anything can be done."

"Oh, oh, the three of you not far away." Suddenly, a deep and steady voice sounded from a distance.

When everyone looked over, they saw a man with golden hair and an elegant blue robe slowly walking towards them.

Next to the man, a man wearing an American military uniform and smoking a pipe was looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

"Douglas MacArthur?" Kennedy's expression became slightly complicated, and looking at MacArthur seemed like going back to a long time ago.

They are both upper class Americans, one is the President of the United States and the other is a five-star general, so naturally they have met before.

Two years before he had this brilliant idea, the five-star general in front of him had invited him to a secret talk in a hotel.

Looking at the two people walking towards here, Kennedy understood the identities of the other party almost instantly.

Both parties are summoned heroic spirits, and at least one of them must die before the final outcome arrives.

Thinking of this, Kennedy made a boxing gesture and said, "Douglas, do you want to have a life-and-death duel with me, your boss, at the beginning of the game?"

"It seems that you, the so-called five-star emperor, have not only transformed Japan, but have also been influenced by Japan's spirit of subjugation."

Kennedy is just like always, always showing his unrestrained smile no matter how great the difficulties are, Smailu, Smailu!

"Your Excellency the President."

MacArthur also smiled and took off his military cap and said: "I am not here to fight, but to serve."

"Allegiance?"

Hearing MacArthur's words, Kennedy's expression relaxed slightly.

"Yes, the Master and I have decided to place our hopes of victory on you."

MacArthur said sincerely: "It would be great if you who finally win can revive us."

"Is that so?" Kennedy, Tohsaka Tokiomi and others believed MacArthur's words without hesitation, and the sense of threat from the person in front of them disappeared in an instant.

"The plan worked!" MacArthur smiled as he hid in the shadows.

His ability is [Innate Explanation of the Holy Body], and as long as he speaks, people will believe it absolutely without any doubt.

This is a thought stamped on the other party's mind. Even if you say that the water is highly poisonous, the other party will only suspect that it is his own problem, not that MacArthur is wrong.

In this case, the greatest use of this ability is of course to infiltrate the enemy, and then rely on the efforts of others to survive until the late stage to backstab.

Kennedy and others, who believed MacArthur without hesitation, looked at each other and had already lifted their guard against MacArthur.

Kennedy asked, "Well, since you are willing to join us, what are your abilities?"

"My ability?" MacArthur smiled and said, "I call it [Innate Interpretation Body]."

"As long as it's what I say, the content inside will make the other party believe it and think it's true."

MacArthur revealed his abilities without reservation, and was not afraid that the other side would doubt him.

Absolute characteristics are not such inconvenient things.

MacArthur's ability was to make people believe that what he said was true, and there was no logical conflict with his submission to Kennedy and others.

They are like thoughts engraved into the soul, making the people in front of them believe it.

Sure enough, as MacArthur finished speaking, Kennedy said with some fear: "Absolute trust? It is a terrifying ability. Fortunately, you surrendered to us, otherwise we might have been fooled by you."

"That's right, but we don't have any offensive power, so we can only rely on His Majesty the President." MacArthur said with a smile.

"No problem, then what is your Master ability?" Kennedy asked.

"My Master? He doesn't have any abilities, so I am in charge of everything." MacArthur said.

"So there are such useless Masters." Kennedy glanced at Kotomine Kirei with a hint of disdain.

Still believing without a doubt MacArthur's "surrender", the two teams exchanged contact information and separated.

Watching Kennedy and his party disappearing in the distance, MacArthur smiled and said, "Mr. Kenneth, you can take off your earplugs now."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out two earplugs from Kenneth's ears.

From beginning to end, faced with MacArthur's absolute truth, his Master Kenneth responded by ignoring him.

After all, the absolute truth does not distinguish between friend and foe. It's okay to deceive others, but it's not fun if you deceive your own people and fool them.

"Calculating the time, MacArthur has already tricked Kenneth into a cripple." In the hidden basement, Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly said after dropping the unconscious Uncle Li.

"MacArthur?" Hill had some impression of this name.

"Yes, he has the ability to gain people's absolute trust," said Emiya Kiritsugu.

"That guy has the power to make everyone believe in him. He can easily fool everyone, including me who can predict the future. I almost fell for it."

"If I hadn't been seen by the Eye of True Reflection in the foresight, making me realize that I had been deceived, I would have probably carried this imprint of thought into reality."

Emiya Kiritsugu regained his composure and said, "But MacArthur doesn't know Pol Pot's capabilities. He will definitely suffer a great loss at the hands of Kennedy in the future. There is no need for us to take action."

"And Kennedy didn't use his true ability. If he realized that words were also a form of attack, he wouldn't have been deceived by the so-called truth."

Hill stared at the man beside him in a daze. He didn't know how many times he had foreseen this kind of meticulous plan.

"Adolf." Suddenly, Emiya Kiritsugu spoke.

"Yes!" Hill was a little nervous for some reason.

"The entire Holy Grail War is full of dangers, and the enemies we face are as numerous as mountains and seas. Even I am not sure I can make it to the end."

Emiya Kiritsugu looked a little depressed and said, "In this life-or-death situation, you are the only one I can trust, because even if we can win in the end, we will be together to the end."

"So!" Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly became excited, grabbed Hill's arm with both hands and shouted: "Adolf, let me control your mind and strength without hesitation."

Hill hesitated and asked, "Domination?" "Yes, we are natural partners. I will make plans, and you will overcome difficulties. The brain cannot leave the body, and the body cannot lose the brain."

Emiya Kiritsugu said sincerely: "So, please trust me without reservation, and believe in me who also believes in you."

"Do you believe it?" Hill's expression was a little moved. He felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a big hand, and a warm current began to flow through his body.

"Really? You actually said I don't have a brain or something." Subconsciously, Hill held Emiya Kiritsugu's hands shyly and said, "But since that's the case, I'll just have to believe you for once."

"A liar has to swallow a thousand silver needles." Hill said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course, I will trust you absolutely."

Emiya Kiritsugu also turned his head away somewhat embarrassedly, but on the other half of his face that Ciel couldn't see, a deep smile instantly appeared.

"I'm sorry, but in order to achieve the final victory, I have no choice but to capture you." Emiya Kiritsugu thought with a decision in his heart.

"In order to win, even if the girl in front of me is Hill, I will show you my strategy!" Emiya Kiritsugu made a firm decision in his heart.

MacArthur's actions inspired him.

Just as he said, in this Holy Grail War, victory requires powerful military force.

Hill's ability can perfectly solve most problems.

So in order to prevent any problems with Hill's execution, Kiritsugu Emiya had no choice but to sacrifice himself and let the other party's girlish heart hang on him.

No matter how notorious a person is, she is just a girl after all. As long as you can grasp the other person's heart, there is no need to worry about any accidents.

In order to make his action successful, he spent half an hour and rehearsed it more than three thousand times before finally coming up with the best strategy.

In just one day, he could conquer Hill's heart and make him do whatever he wanted.

By then, he will have a slave girl named Hitler who is loyal to him.

'Forgive me, Hill, this is the last time.'

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had spent hundreds of years in the future preview, thought coldly in his heart.

"This is really becoming more and more interesting." From an infinitely high place, Bai Ye looked down at the entire universe with joy in his eyes.

From his perspective, he can see clearly the behavior of every player in this universe.

Because so many people have been killed in the past, far more than trillions, so the number of people is scattered throughout the universe.

And since everyone has a golden finger, almost everyone has a chance of winning.

Of course, in Bai Ye’s eyes, although most people have system-related golden fingers, their hope of winning is very slim.

After all, although they are threatened with death, these people find it difficult to excel in thinking, action, execution, and creativity.

Even with the golden finger in hand, he couldn't squeeze himself like Emiya Kiritsugu did. Instead, he thought about taking a break, taking it slow, and waiting.

This kind of hesitation and lax mentality runs through the lives of these people. If they are facing other worlds, they can certainly think this way, after all, only one person is special.

But in this death match, everyone has a golden finger, and the advantages are accumulated like a snowball, one slow step leads to another.

Even if these shortcomings are made up for in the later stage, others have already accumulated huge advantages and can directly sweep away the enemy.

"Although everyone has a chance to win, based on the differences in these people's actions and thoughts, the final winner is almost certainly determined by a handful of people." Bai Ye whispered softly, his eyes dropping again.

In a small room, Kobe looked at Ryunosuke Uesugi in front of him with a serious expression, "Ryunosuke-san, practice more. The power you gained this time is one of Lord Bai Ye's talents, and it is endless."

Ryunosuke was crawling on the ground, doing push-ups with difficulty, his eyes filled with his innate abilities, attribute panel and endless potential.

Name: Ryunosuke Uzumaki
Lifespan: 18/5000w
Power: 1.1
Constitution: 1.0
Spirit: 1.2
Charisma: 1.2
Talent [Endless]: There is no upper limit, no bottleneck, no weakness, you can become stronger if you work hard!
……

"Kobe-san, my hands are so sore." Ryunosuke's body was rising and falling with difficulty, his tone carrying a hint of pain, his body almost reaching its limit.

"Don't give up. The more you push yourself to the limit, the better the training effect will be."

Kobe said seriously: "Do you know what Tokyo looks like at 4 a.m.?"

"It is said in the third chapter of the first volume of The Legend of Bai Ye that when His Majesty Bai Ye first started training, he persisted until he passed out on the first night. You obviously have such a great talent, you can't waste it."

Ryunosuke's body went limp and he fell to the ground, saying with a retreating tone: "Why don't we just hunt the other losers and capture their innate abilities."

"No." Kobe shook his head grimly, "It's too dangerous. This is not modern America."

"Those white old antiques who are also heroes will probably empty their magazines on me the moment they see a black man like me, so we can only endure it here."

"With your talent and my fantasy elbow, you will win!"

"But this is so painful." Ryunosuke complained.

He didn't mind inflicting pain on others, but when long-term pain affected himself, he could hardly bear it.

But what greeted him was Kobe's determined gaze: "Hold on, Ryunosuke-san, you will win! There's a sulfuric acid bath waiting for you next."

Ryunosuke screamed, "Please spare me!"

……

In a small room, Weber and Hawking were each studying a TV program carefully.

The programs Hawking studied were called manzai and skits, and he hoped to gain energy by imitating the plots in them and acting silly.

Weber, on the other hand, is watching some idiotic TV shows and accumulating his energy by complaining about the plots in the TV series.

"What a pity." Hawking said helplessly: "This time and space is still too backward. Otherwise, if it were in the era of the rapid development of the Internet, your complaining energy would be accumulated more."

"I heard that in the future Eastern country, there will be a program called Spring Festival Gala, which will gather all the best of the complaints in 15 years."

"Every skit in it is full of complaints. They are obviously funny but they just make people want to flip the table," Hawking said seriously.

"Is it so horrible..." Weber complained in his heart, his eyes fell on the list of things that could be exchanged for complaining energy.

"Never-ending, fantasy elbow, absolute hit, absolute dodge, true portrayal of the eye..."

In this exchange list, even the absolute characteristics and talents of other heroes can be exchanged, but the Tucao energy required for the exchange is an astronomical figure, and he may not be able to collect it even if he complains until he dies.

(End of this chapter)