Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Emiya Kiritsugu adjusted his breathing and said with difficulty.

"Did you kill it... It's really dangerous. If you hurry up a little bit with that invisible spirit body, my head will turn into that broken stone. Maiya, how are you over there?"

"The signs of life are weak, and his body temperature is gradually disappearing." Kuyu Maiya said.

"Yeah...that's great...cough...poof."

Emiya Kiritsugu fell to the floor and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even if his body was damaged to such an extent that he used 'quadruple speed' forcibly, if it wasn't for his good luck, he might have become a suicide. Magic is always eroding itself in exchange for power.

Just as Emiya Kiritsugu was about to close his eyes to rest and wait for Kuu Maiya's rescue, a dull sound raised his vigilance to the highest level.

——!

The indescribable sound is like tens of thousands of hearts throbbing, and the powerful vitality can be heard even by listening.

"Maiya, did you hear a strange sound?" Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Rope who was lying on the ground vigilantly, and asked Jiuyu Maiya.

"I heard it too."

"Then shoot him a few more times to make sure he's actually dead."

His intuition for danger was frantically reminding him to leave, but Emiya Kiritsugu's body couldn't move, and he could only hope for Maiya.

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Chapter [-]: The Incarnation of the Old Ones

Bang bang!

Two more shots were fired, and Jiuyu Maiya accurately shot through Rope, who fell to the ground, adding new scars to his body, and there was no doubt that it was fatal.

what happened……

Emiya Kiritsugu covered his ears in pain, but the strange magic sound still entered his mind, disturbing his thoughts, trying to make him kneel and worship the great...

great what? !

——The Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea.

- The indescribable high priest.

His eyes widened in horror, and that strange voice infiltrated Emiya Kiritsugu's thinking of some kind of foreign object, constantly eroding his spirit, turning his personality into a chaotic original appearance...

"Ahhhh... Get out! Get out!!!"

He frantically hit his head with his only intact right hand, his body rolled around on the ground, and the blood from the broken part of his back and left hand flowed down and mixed with the blood oozing from Ropey.

Not only that, he saw hallucinations.

His own father, Xia Lei, Natalia... There are many, many people who have killed themselves. They smiled, stretched out their hands and kept tearing the blood/flesh from their bodies.

'Kiritsugu, why did you kill me? '

Xia Lei tore off his eyeballs and asked with tears in her eyes.

'Obviously, I have become a dead apostle, obviously I can be with Kiritsugu forever, why did you kill me? '

'How long are you ready to hold on to your twisted beliefs? ' Natalia pulled out his heart.

'Despicable son of a bitch. ' Emiya Juxian took his lung indifferently.

One by one, in the hallucination of demonization, Kiritsugu's body was quickly eaten up, leaving only one thought to think.

'Is it our turn this time? '

At the end of the hallucination, Irisviel and Ilya held hands and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu with a weeping expression.

'You... a complete murderer! '

"No, no, no, no, no, no!!!!"

Waking up from the hallucination, Emiya Kiritsugu crawled towards Rope on the ground with tears in his eyes.

He's going to deal with this magician.

"These are sacrifices, necessary sacrifices for greater happiness!!! What do you know, a magician who lives only for himself!"

Emiya Kiritsugu pulled out a saber and stabbed Ropey's body one by one, trying to end the magic that drove him crazy.

— but the madness continues.

The blood flowing out of Rope's gradually turned yellow-green, as if alive, constantly multiplying, spreading, like locusts eating the reality that belongs to the planet, using them as nourishment, recklessly transforming them into the way you like.

As it flows over the slate, the hard stone turns into rotting fermented meat/mass.

As it passed through the weeds in the crevices, the delicate life metamorphosed into wildly dancing tentacles that hissed.

When it soaked the wooden board, bloodshot eyes appeared on the wreckage of the tree, staring frantically at the dying Emiya Kiritsugu in front of him.

The static becomes the moving, the beautiful becomes the ugly, the normal becomes the abnormal...

In this small Fuyuki city castle, the great power from the starry sky separated it from the world and turned it into a territory that belonged to the gods alone. The restraining force of the planet could not interfere, trembling in the dark, praying for greatness the paltry mercy.

——This is the desecrated world of darkness.

In just a short while, the once quaint castle has become an absurd place that only appears in nightmares.