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He didn't know what stimulated Zuo Ke, but Zuo Ke needed himself now, at most he just yelled incompetently, and he was going to backstab Zuo Ke, so he didn't have any fear.

Chapter 110: The Angry Matou

"By the way, Lord Cthulhu, I forgot to tell you, if we want to tamper with the Great Holy Grail, we need to dig out the Great Holy Grail first..."

Matou Zouken slapped his thigh, looking as if he just remembered, combined with his flamboyant expression and coquettish hairstyle, it was as annoying as it could be.

"What?! Dig it out?"

"Are you fooling me? Doesn't digging out the Great Holy Grail mean digging up the whole mountain? When will it be dug up?!"

Zucker was furious, he really wanted to hit someone right now.

Is he fully resurrected now and can easily open mountains with light cannons and giant fists? It's just a phantom with a lot of dark energy gathered, and the energy collected so hard was almost sucked dry by Kotomine Kirei. He is not like Atum at all. Inca is so extravagant to have a consecratory cannon.

And before his resurrection, he didn't want to make too much noise and cause a commotion to attract the attention of Yatum and the others. He just wanted to quietly enter the village and shoot.

It is best to make a fortune in silence, devour all the benefits before Yatum can react, and crush Yatum with an absolutely strong posture.

It's a pity that the wish is good, but one of his subordinates is more unreliable than the other. He somewhat misses the thief king Bakula and the younger brother of the previous pharaoh, Emperor Akna.

These two people are really working hard on their careers. Using the revenge and desire of these two people, Zucker easily laid down Yatum and overturned the pharaoh's dynasty. If it wasn't for Yatum who died suddenly At the cost of his memory and his own, Zok will be sealed, and he can even completely rule the world.

Why are the current subordinates so unreliable, one by one makes people more angry, it's really pissing off!

"Master Cthulhu, if you think it's troublesome or there's too much movement, we can wait for two days to slowly build a magic barrier and erode the mountain little by little." Matou Zouyan continued to speak sarcastically.

"Wow! I'm so mad!"

"Don't wait, dig it for me now!"

Zuo Ke was almost blown away by the unreliable Matou Zouyan, and he roared angrily. His roar set off waves of terrifying winds in Yuanzang Mountain.

"Wait a minute, I didn't come to dig rocks with you." Kotomine Kirei said with a frown.

boom--!

The power of darkness spread, destroying the stone steps halfway up the mountain.

"Well—what's your opinion?"

Zucker broke out completely, showing a ferocious expression, and swept towards Kotomine Kirei with ferocious and cold eyes.

"I just think that manual excavation is a waste of time. If it was Emiya Kiritsugu, he would definitely use modern high explosives to blast the mountain and get the result he wanted as quickly as possible." Kotomine Kirei had a blank expression on his face. Express your opinion expressively.

"No need! You have the power of darkness I bestowed on you, as long as you two are diligent enough, even digging with your bare hands will not be a problem!" Zucker said viciously.

"I......"

boom--!

Just as Kotomine Kirei was about to speak, he was blasted into the mountain wall by the furious Zoke.

Then Zucker pulled Kotomine Kirei off again, and whipped Kotomine Kirei non-stop with a long whip of dark purple charged energy.

"Hurry up and dig!"

The great evil god Zok turned into a vicious overseer, whipping the hard-tempered Kotomine Kirei.

It's a pity that Kotomine Kirei is strong-willed, and he is unwilling to do such meaningless things. Zoke's beatings are nothing but drizzle for him, a representative who has experienced penance, and just let Zoke ravage him, there is nothing wrong with him. reaction.

This time Zok was even more furious, but there was really nothing he could do about a strange human being like Kotomine Kirei who didn't like oil and salt.

Let's use the power of darkness to spawn a ferocious second personality. Firstly, Kotomine Kirei has a strong absorbing power, absorbing as much of the power of darkness as possible, kind of like a meat bun beating a dog.

Secondly, the few dark personalities that Zucker managed to produce before turned out to be less brutal than Kotomine Kirei's original personality, and were directly obliterated by his strong will.

Self-will is too strong to control, and sometimes Zucker really wants to kill this strange human being.

But when he thinks about being poor and weak, now is the time to employ people, coupled with the large amount of dark power that he sent before, and he is not willing to give up, this makes Zok very uncomfortable.

He could only unhappily call Kotomine Kirei's servant Baimao Hassan, and let this tool man who was destined to be sacrificed use his spare heat to dig a hole for him in the mountain.

Hundreds of little black men had to bend down to dig holes under the coercion of the evil god of darkness. They were digging holes in full swing, and Yuanzang Mountain seemed to be a lively construction site for a while.

On the other side, Matou Zouyan saw Zoke lose his mind and foolishly ordered them to dig with bare hands, his eyes lit up, and he went to dig a hole obediently.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fortunately Zucker lost his mind and didn't listen to Kotomine Kirei's advice to directly use explosives to blast, otherwise his plan to delay time would have failed.

Great, keep up the trend!

Matou Zouken revealed an evil smile.

......

Inside the Einzbern Castle, the Heroic Guard Palace is still flying in the sky, and its body is still exploding.

The young Emiya Shirou was brought out from the castle by Emiya Kiritsugu, told Emiya Shirou everything that happened to him, and told him that he had been adopted by himself, and changed his name to Emiya Shirou from then on.

After this, Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to want to exchange feelings with him, but unfortunately, after the child realized that he did not die, he did not come to the kingdom of heaven. He thought of his dead parents, and then looked at the uncle flying in the sky. I shut myself up.

He ignored anyone who talked to him, but hid behind the big tree on the edge of the courtyard alone, sad alone in this dark and lonely corner.

Xiao Shirou felt that no one here could see him, so he couldn't help but relax a little, and couldn't restrain his sadness and sobbed.

"Mom and Dad, I miss you so much, I'm so scared..."

After the young boy woke up from his dream, in this strange place, there was only infinite sense of alienation and fear in his heart.

bass--!

A snow-white knife light flashed, reflecting the soft moonlight on Emiya Shirou's face on the shiny blade, reflecting his fearful and doubtful face.

A delicate small dagger was precisely inserted into the trunk of the big tree next to Shirou's left face, so frightened that he couldn't help sitting down on the ground, his face was pale and his whole body was stiff.

Emiya Shirou swallowed involuntarily, his body trembled, and he wanted to escape, but because he was too nervous, he couldn't move, so he just sat there blankly.

"Hey, you bawling waste over there!"

Emiya Shirou turned his head to look at the reputation. It was a boy with a blue seaweed head squatting on the opposite branch, exuding a sharp aura, but his squatting posture was somewhat similar to that of a hooligan. .

He was wearing a blue-patterned bathrobe covered in waves, with a scabbard around his waist. Behind him was a bright moon. The boy with a hint of coquettish exudes a different kind of charm.

Shirou Emiya couldn't help being stunned, who is this flirt?

After regaining his senses, the timid Emiya Shirou looked at his embarrassed appearance, and then looked at the handsome Matou Shinji on the treetop, and realized for the first time what it means to be ashamed.

Chapter 110 The Sixth Golden Saber

"who are you?"

Emiya Shirou stopped sobbing and asked calmly.

He instinctively felt that this flirtatious boy didn't seem to be a bad person, but he still felt uncomfortable, so he flew over with a knife without saying a word, crazy!

"Me?" Matou Shinji rubbed his chin, thinking, "Just treat me as a passing heir of the sword sect."

Hiding in another bush and watching secretly, Qi Hanyu, who was afraid that Matou Shen'er would cause trouble, couldn't help but turn black when he heard this, and then muttered in a low voice: "Shen'er is talking nonsense again, obviously I am the heir of the sword sect."

Qi Hanyu wanted to come over to comfort this little friend who had undergone a big change, but she didn't expect Matou Shen'er to volunteer, and then stepped over without waiting for his reaction.

Whoa-!

As the words fell, Matou Shinji slid towards Emiya Shirou with a water-blue knife aura like waves, and the sound of waves seemed to really reverberate in the space, as if he was really surfing in the sea.

Boom-!

Shinji Matou slapped the tree trunk vigorously with his right hand, and grasped the hilt of the Taidao nailed to the tree trunk with his left hand, thumping the flustered Emiya Shirou with an absolutely strong posture.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Emiya Shirou asked weakly, his buttocks moved back involuntarily, until there was no way to retreat, and his back leaned against the big tree.

"We martial arts practitioners can't get used to you, a cowardly and incompetent waste!" Matou Shinji almost roared in Emiya Shirou's ear.

"What are you doing yelling so loudly!"

Emiya Shirou covered his ears, with tears in his eyes, muttering aggrievedly.

Immediately afterwards, Matou Shinji pulled out the Taidao that was nailed to the tree in a jerk, then flung two saber flowers casually, and put the Taidao back into its sheath.

"Crying serves no purpose except to make you weaker."

"A real man should bravely face all kinds of difficulties and setbacks, never compromise, and make unremitting efforts for this, instead of hiding and crying like a waste." Shenji Matou said coldly.

Seeing Emiya Shirou's tearful appearance, he seemed to think of something, and he became more and more contemptuous of this weak boy.

However, Emiya Shirou seemed to be stimulated, or perhaps rebounded from the bottom, and suddenly said furiously: "What do people like you know?! You can only say nice things here!"

Bang!

Emiya Shirou, who was emotional, pushed Matou Shinji away, but this push was a bit rough, and it seemed to have a sonic boom effect under the explosion of idealism.

puff--!

Matou Shinji was caught off guard, and was directly thrown into the air, breaking at least three big trees!

A large amount of blood was sprayed from the mouth along the way, dotted with the surrounding vegetation.

Emiya Shirou couldn't help being dumbfounded watching this scene, a little unbelievable.

Did you really do it yourself?

That seaweed head won't die, will it?

"Hey, that, are you still alive?"

Emiya Shirou asked tentatively while walking towards the ruins ahead.

"Hahahahahaha~"

A hazy figure suddenly straightened up like a carp, sat up from the ground covered with broken wood, covered his forehead with his left hand, and laughed wildly.

"Very good, you completely angered Master Shen Er!"

Matou Shinji erupted with turbulent knife energy like sea waves, cut open the surrounding debris, and exploded the dust on his body, then tidied up his appearance, and took care of his messy hairstyle.

"That, I didn't mean it just now."

Emiya Shirou looked at Matou Shinji with some guilt.

Looking at Shinji Matou who was walking over step by step with the handle on the knife, Emiya Shirou became more and more flustered, swallowed his saliva, and stammered, "You, you, what do you want?"

"What do I want? Of course it's you!"

Matou Shinji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a "kind" expression. Sure enough, this kind of person should be beaten up.

What a major psychological blow, what a rough fate, fortunately, I was still thinking about the lines in Uncle Kariya's book Demon Swordsman Kalia, and I was going to find a chance to say a few more words to influence him.

Since he has such a strong power, then get close to Uncle Shen Er. I believe that with the care of a warrior, he will soon become a brave and passionate man, and he will not cry again nose up.

"You... you, you, don't come over—!"

Emiya Shirou backed away in a panic, accidentally tripped over a broken piece of wood on the ground, and sat down on the ground again, then moved his butt backwards in fear, looking at Matou Shinji who had a terrifying and hideous face, he couldn't help screaming. sounded.

"Hmph, words are useless, watch the trick!"

"Eating me to the sky and entering the world, the Liuhe Bahuang Golden Sword 72 slashed wildly!"

Matou Shinji was like a Shura ghost, chasing Emiya Shirou and slashing wildly, but he still seemed to be rational, the sharp blade was not out of its sheath, and he only held the handle and scabbard and waved blindly.

Seeing this, Emiya Shirou crawled and rolled to dodge, and then fled in panic.

While Matou Shinji kept threatening Emiya Shirou with obscenities, he chased this brat and whipped his ass twice abruptly.

The two of them ran and chased each other, chasing and fighting everywhere, making a mess, but the air was filled with joy, and the haze was swept away.

Ye Yunzi, the golden sword fairy, couldn't help but said with a dark face: "Shen Er, this brat, what are you talking nonsense about? How can the 72 mad slash of heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, and heaven and earth, be so unbearable!"

"Huh, Shen Er, a stinky brat who doesn't work hard on ordinary days, knows how to slander my old man. This old man has spent his whole life in the world of swords, but unexpectedly he will lose his life in another world. What a pity for the sect!" Ye Yunzi patted the table, very heartache.

Qian Jinshao on the side tried his best not to laugh, but he was trembling all over, and his mouth was bulging, obviously he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Pfft! Hahahaha~"

"Huh—? Young Master Qianjin, what are you laughing at!"

Ye Yunzi looked unkindly at Young Master Qianjin who immediately covered his mouth.

"No, you misheard, uncle! It's a hallucination!"

"Master, I am the master of the sword sect. I have undergone professional training, so I usually don't laugh so impolitely in public." Qian Jinshao said solemnly.

"Stinky boy, don't run away, eat me again with Thunder Roar, Wind and Cloud Color Changing Golden Knife Eighteen Styles!"