Tribute to the Demon King

The condensed mercury net around him reflected a glimmer of light.He snapped his fingers slightly, and the three sapphires around him immediately responded, floating to his forehead, shining like stars.

When Kenneth didn't issue an attack command, several quicksilver spikes shining with crystal blue light voluntarily pierced out from the quicksilver's web, intertwining and piercing the flame python into the air.

Slightly stiffened, a large number of azure blue lines appeared on the surface of the flaming python, and the structure formed by the flames shattered without a trace of resistance and turned into dust.

Gently brushing off the dust that wasn't on his body, Kenneth showed a characteristic look of pity to Tosaka Tokiomi: "Tohsaka, you have gone astray."

"Your magic attribute should be fire. The classification in "Nature" should be mild and dry—thus, you are not suitable for this kind of magic that requires precise manipulation."

As if returning to his own magic classroom, Kenneth looked high-spirited.

Finally—the Holy Grail War returned to the rhythm he knew well.That nasty, despicable, and obscene third-rate magician was not there. It was just a duel between magicians. Kenneth admitted that he had never been afraid of anyone.

"...Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency Archibald."

Tohsaka Tokiomi's expression became serious: "But please talk about it after the duel is over."

"Oh? You mean, don't you want to admit defeat yet, Tohsaka Tokiomi?"

Kenneth just sneered: "Stop making trouble, you know it, I want to take your life easily. If it continues, I won't be able to keep my hand. Honestly admit the fact that you were defeated and order Lancer to commit suicide Bar."

"That's impossible, my lord Archibald."

Tosaka Tokiomi stared at Kenneth with firm eyes, and the huge ruby ​​at the top of the Civilization Staff in his hand gradually lit up: "The Tosaka family must win this Holy Grail War——I have made an agreement with others."

"...Is that so? My words are really wasted."

Kenneth narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pity in his eyes quickly turned into killing intent: "You are ready, right, Tohsaka."

As he whispered, the sapphires around him lowered, and the diamonds and rubies spiraled up.

The magic power around him was like fog.Because there was no need to give Saber special magic offerings, nor did he need to spend mana to heal his injuries, he squandered mana recklessly and precisely, countering Tohsaka Tokiomi's magic one by one.

The spikes that fell from the quicksilver's web fell towards Tohsaka Tokiomi at a very high speed.

And Tohsaka Tokiomi raised the Civilization Staff in his hand with a serious face.From the huge ruby ​​inlaid on the head of the staff, the art of summoning flames is launched.The defensive formation with the image of the Tohsaka family crest drawn in the air turned into a red lotus fire that burned the night air.

This is an offensive defense that burns everything it touches.It only takes one bar of additional chant to turn it into a line-of-fire attack for a surprise attack.The situation at this moment couldn't be better.

...But, will that Archibald give himself a chance to fight back?

Confidence and worry arose in Tohsaka Tokiomi's heart——

Sure enough, the next moment the quicksilver spider webs around Kenneth moved quickly, and all of them moved from Kenneth's side to Tokiomi's side, staring at him intently.

If it is just to maintain defense, the mana consumption will not be too severe.But Lancer's continuous drawing of magic power prevented Tokiomi from concentrating on his tactics.

He clearly instructed that as soon as he withdraws his defense, the quicksilver blade that weaves like a net will split off from the top of his head in an instant, cutting him into pieces.

……no solution anymore.We can only temporarily cut off Lancer's offering.

Tohsaka Tokiomi made a helpless decision.

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Chapter 94 Proof of Growth

"...Senior Rockslot?"

A complex and astonished expression appeared on Wei Bo's face: "How could you..."

He looked at Zhou Yi who was completely different from his previous appearance, and he didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Is this... replica magic? Plus projection magic?"

"No, it's 'fate.'"

Zhou Yi rubbed Weber's head meaningfully, and said the name of something: "Weber, as my disciple, you will know sooner or later. When the Holy Grail War is over, you will go to Chaldea with me. "

"...Chaldea? The Assyrian Empire? The Neo-Babylonian Kingdom? Hanging Gardens?"

His brain was a little confused, and Weber spit out a series of scattered words: "Is it... a certain organization of magicians? Or your workshop?"

"Phoenix Chaldea, a secret agency under the lord of the Celestial Division. 'I will punish the king of Babylon, the people, and the land of the Chaldeans...for their sins and desolate the land forever'," Zhou Yi spoke casually, and asked Weber, "Do you know where it came from?"

"...Jeremiah? Or Ezekiel?"

Somewhat uncertain, Wei Bo murmured.Zhou Yi just shook his head: "From Jeremiah 25:12. Tsk, forget it, you are not a student of archeology after all, let's say you pass."

While saying so lightly, Zhou Yi walked towards the other side.

After experiencing too many shocks, Weber couldn't react for a while, and subconsciously followed.

"Wait, wait! Senior, you still haven't said what this is..."

Wei Bo followed behind with a look of disbelief: "Is this a spirit descending? Plus projection... No, no. Is this the use of imaginary number magic... Not right... How can a person become a heroic spirit?"

"It's not that people become heroic spirits, but magicians get the power of heroic spirits."

Zhou Yi paused, turned around, and squinted at Weber with his scarlet pupils: "You have heard the theory of the Atlas Institute, about the optimal optimization of the magic structure by the Lingon computer."

"Oh! It's that one!"