Hellish Affairs

Not only because he can exist in the world without any magic power after being incarnated in the black mud, but also because the inherent skill of the bow rank alone already has enough huge magic power to support him.

But the most despicable thing is that Kotomine Kirei imprisoned the children who survived the disaster like Shirou in the dark room of the church, and became living sacrifices that provided Gilgamesh's magic power.

Gilgamesh's expression changed slightly, and he widened his scarlet vertical pupils from embarrassment into anger and said, "Where did you hear that?! That miscellaneous cultivator Kirei! That guy..."

"Answer me!" Joyas interrupted Gilgamesh, looking at him calmly: "What is the source of the magic power?"

Gilgamesh also calmed down, and found that he didn't need to panic. He calmly looked at Joyas, who seemed to be questioning himself, and said indifferently: "Those are just a few worthless children! It is their honor to be the magic power of this king."

"Just a few worthless kids?"

After getting the answer, Joyas was very angry, and the anger made him clenched the holy sword in his hand.

From hellish fires, bereaved and homeless children have survived one hell and then stepped into another.

Shirou Emiya should not be the only survivor of that disaster.

But now because of the worthlessness in the mouth of the blond man in front of him, has he lost the value of saving?

"Stop joking! You blushing bastard!" Joyas pointed at Gilgamesh with the tip of his sword, and roared loudly, "Can you call yourself the king of men with your current appearance? ! What is the difference between you and the previous gods who treat people like toys!"

"How dare you, how dare you confuse this king with that kind of guy?!" Gilgamesh was also furious because of Joyas's words, his head went blank, "Even if you are Joyas Pendragon, you have successfully provoked me. Me!"

Just when the two were about to fight, a very hate-inducing voice sounded: "Oh? Are we going to fight? Saber, let me join in."

Gilgamesh's scarlet vertical eyes swept over, and he said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this a fake? It seems that the master has been lost. Are you going to beg the king for mercy?"

Red A, who was still chasing Lancer just now, appeared not far from the two of them at this time. Although the master-slave contract with Rin Tohsaka has been interrupted, he can still maintain his own life for a while with independent actions.

The moment the master-slave contract was severed, Red A was out of Cu Chulainn's attack range, but found that Cu Chulainn didn't chase him but committed suicide because of the command spell.

When I wanted to get closer to Tohsaka Rin, I found that the battle between Joyas and Gilgamesh was more intense than expected.

Judging that if Gilgamesh defeated Joyas, they would have no chance of winning, so Red A decided to help Joyas first.

The situation on Tohsaka Rin's side can't be taken care of, because the worst may have happened, so it's better to gamble on the chance of winning here.

Already used to such accidents, she became calm and thorough, and the pessimistic red A would no longer watch things become irreparable because of a momentary impulse.

So he shrugged his shoulders and said in a sarcastic tone: "Fake? It doesn't mean that your 'real' can compare to a fake like mine."

"Even a miscellaneous cultivator like you dare to be rampant in front of this king?" Gilgamesh shot several treasures at Red A with a look of disgust flashing through his scarlet vertical pupils.

"Projection, start."

The red A and black pupils swept across the treasures flying towards him, and the analysis was completed in an instant, and the identical treasures were re-projected and collided together.

Nullifying Gilgamesh's attack, Red A spat out two words with a disdainful expression: "That's it?"

"Miscellaneous cultivator!" Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold killing intent made the surrounding air heavy.

Facing such an angry Gilgamesh, Red A just looked at him quietly: "I am the bone of the sword..."

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Chapter 192 The Guest of Liudong Temple

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Dozens of Noble Phantasms shot towards the red A who was chanting the mantra, as if to blow him to pieces.

A figure in black and red knight armor stood in front of these treasures, blocking them all in an airtight manner.

"...This body is made of swords. Steel is the body, and flames are blood. The tide of blood is like iron, and the heart is like glass. There are more than a thousand swords made by hand. They are undefeated in countless battlefields." Affected, it seems that all defenses have been handed over to the holy sword user in front of him.

"Joyas!" Gilgamesh, furious as his friends prevented him from eradicating the damn fake, continued to open the door to the treasure house.

He knows that Joyas can't really use Avalon to resist all the time, and it takes magic power to activate the treasure.

Now Joyas does not have infinite magic power, after the battle just now, he must have almost reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

"Warning you one last time! Get away from me!" Gilgamesh's scarlet pupils stared at Joyas seriously, and hundreds of golden ripples behind him were ready to go.

This is his last exhortation as a friend.

Joyas looked at him calmly, and said firmly, "But I refuse!"

At this time, Red A's chanting is also coming to an end: "Therefore, this life is meaningless. Therefore, as I pray, "Unlimited Blade Works". Then this body is destined to be born for swords——Unlimited Blade Works (Unlimited Blade Works) !"

His eyes snapped open, and the night was replaced by a world like an ironworks filled with weapons, flames, and huge gears.

At this time, Gilgamesh and Red A seem to be in the desert at dusk.

Stepping on his own inherent barrier, looking at Gilgamesh in front of him, the corner of Red A's mouth raised: "Let's fight the second round, King of Heroes."

……

As night fell, monks who had been busy all day in Liudong Temple on Yuanzang Mountain stopped to clean up the broken floor tiles in Liudong Temple, preparing to continue cleaning tomorrow morning.

The night before yesterday, the monks in the monastery fell into a coma and were sent to the hospital by telephone calls from enthusiastic people.

Because it was just a little coma, although the monks still felt empty, they still returned to Liudong Temple.

However, after returning to the familiar Liudong Temple, the monk's body returned to normal unexpectedly. At first, he thought it was a psychological effect, but when he asked, he found that everyone was like this.

Sure enough, I am blessed by God...

Ryu Dong Kasun sighed in his heart, but he couldn't hide his depressed mood. When Katsuki Soichiro was not on the hospital list at the beginning, and when he didn't hear from him, he already felt a little uneasy.

After returning to Liudong Temple, seeing the traces of destruction everywhere in the courtyard, the heaviness in Liudong's heart became a little heavier.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, there were no traces of blood in the courtyard.

Maybe Soichiro didn't just leave temporarily for some important matters?

Although the contact time has only been less than a few years, Kazusei Ryudong has already regarded Soichiro Kuzuki as an existence with the same respect as his elder brother, so he prayed silently in his heart after the other party disappeared without a word.

"[-]%?" The host's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "It's already dark, what are you still doing here? Hurry back to the monastery."

"Yes, father." Liu Dong Yicheng, who had just come to his senses at this time, turned around and nodded to his father, and then couldn't help asking: "Why did you let outsiders stay in the monastery just after you came back?"

In fact, Liu Dong Yicheng had other doubts in his heart.

For example, the monks in the monastery should obey the doctor's orders and observe in the hospital for a period of time before leaving. I don't know why the abbot of Liudong Temple, his father, suddenly let all the monks leave the hospital and return to the monastery.

Moreover, he had never met the outsider who stayed here, he just heard his father say that when he came back.

Originally, Liudong Yicheng's elder brother was full of doubts like him, but soon after returning to Liudong Temple, his expression was shocked, and he became calm and didn't say anything.

Hearing his second son's question, the host, who was silent for a moment, sighed and turned his head to look at the temple, his deep eyes froze in a certain place as if passing through many barriers: "Yicheng, I told you before, Your spiritual power is weak, right?"

"Yes... Is there any connection between this?" Liu Dongyi did not know why the host suddenly mentioned this matter, but he thought it was absurd.

As if Liu Dong Yicheng's thoughts had been fulfilled, he looked at his father with a complex face and said quietly: "Buddhas really exist..."

A simple sentence of emotion, but it contains emotions of joy, longing, and admiration.

And Yoo Dong Ilseung was also shocked by his father's words, and for the first time his perception of the world was deviated, he looked back in the direction his father was looking at in astonishment.

——That’s where the meditation hall is when you meditate in the monastery.

At this time, on the lotus platform in the meditation hall, a monk with long green hair like a bodhi leaf was sitting cross-legged.

The expression is calm without a trace of filth or shadow. The sacred radiance radiates from the inside to the outside in the surrounding air. Even the narrow meditation hall cannot accommodate it, and every corner is filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly another man with an extraordinary temperament and a correct face pushed the door and broke into the place where the Buddha statue was enshrined. His scarlet pupils stared at the monk sitting cross-legged: "Huh? Why are you still sitting on the lotus platform?"

The man was wearing a black cloak, paired with suit trousers and a walking stick in his hand, which seemed out of place in the solemn temple, but he didn't seem to take such trivial matters to heart.

"..."

The monk did not answer, but continued to sit on the lotus platform with a calm expression, closed his eyes as if in meditation, and focused his mind without any sign of being affected by external objects.

The man who seemed to be ignored was not angry either, he just stood there with his hands behind his back and waited, looking at the small meditation hall with interest, without asking any more questions.

"boom!"

The monks of Liudong Temple heard an explosion like a thunderbolt just after they came out of the dining hall, and found that the source of the sound was the forest near Liudong Temple, so they all looked up.

It was found that half of the sky was illuminated by golden light at some point, as if a miracle had appeared.

It caused the monks to panic for a while, but soon a mysterious breath filled the air soothed their anxiety.

Feeling this aura, Yoo Dong Kassung finally believed what his father said, but he also frowned because of those continuous explosions.

Who made this?Could it be related to Soichiro?

Chapter 193 The King of People

White clouds with repeated shapes fluttered in the sky, countless sharp swords were inserted everywhere in the endless wilderness, and there was only dry land underfoot that seemed to be about to turn into powder with a light twist.

Joyas, who was standing in the inherent barrier, smiled at Red A beside him: "Ah, it's really thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to deal with him."

"Hmph, let's talk about the scene after the battle is over." Red A ignored Joyas mercilessly, and stared at Gilgamesh, who was wearing golden armor, which was as indestructible as a turtle shell in his eyes.

"Damn! Damn fake! Do you think you can defeat me by dragging me into this broken mental image? You are so stupid!" There were more than a dozen golden ripples behind Gilgamesh.

However, before the treasures taken out from the King's Treasure were completely ejected, they were canceled out one by one by sharp swords that suddenly flew up from all around.

"Even if I'm just a Faker, it's more than enough to defeat the real thing in your hand." Seeing the furious Gilgamesh, Red A seemed to be in a very happy mood, with the corner of his mouth raised to mock.

"This arrogant miscellaneous cultivator! This king will kill you to death!"

When Gilgamesh was about to use numbers to suppress the opponent again, a figure in black and red armor stood up.

Joyas held the sword in his hand and stood in front of Red A and Gilgamesh: "I'm sorry, King Gilgamesh, but I'm the only opponent you have this time."

"What?" Gilgamesh frowned, staring at Joyas with scarlet pupils: "Joyas, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Joyas shrugged and said indifferently: "I just think there must be a winner between us, otherwise you won't know what you are doing."

"Joyas, is that why you want to fight me?" Gilgamesh suppressed his anger and stared indifferently at the holy sword user in front of him: "I have always regarded you as a friend and as a partner." Friends I treat as equals!"

"Friend? When you did something like that, we are no longer friends!" Joyas looked at him calmly: "You have changed, King of Heroes, I'm going to knock you down here! Make you sober come over!"

He clenched the holy sword in his hand, and said seriously: "Since we are not friends, then I will not use the king's treasure again!"

The corner of Hong A's mouth twitched behind him, why does this guy's acting skills look so lame?