DNF, made by the ancient gods

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The light on the soles of Kenneth's feet kept flickering, which was the magical wisdom exchanged by the egret to this world.Since childhood, Kenneth has always been a "genius" in the eyes of everyone, but in fact, the word "genius" may not be worthy of Kenneth's talent.

Numerous facts have proved his talent in the mystical aspect. In terms of magic, he has been involved in various fields and has excellent attainments in each field. He also stands out in the research and practice of the new magic power system exchanged by Bailu to this world. , becoming one of the leaders in this emerging magic subject.

He is a genius, and all those who stand in his way are either passed over by him or crushed by him.

Kenneth focused on observing the brain of the bullet that had lost its kinetic energy and was deeply embedded in the mercury wall. The trajectory of the bullet flashed in his sea, and he also confirmed the approximate position of the enemy.

Next...

Kenneth waved his hand, and the quicksilver intelligence also moved slowly, revealing a gradually widening crack, through which he looked outside.

Outside the window, on another building directly opposite, a dark muzzle was still pointed in this direction.

No, more than that...

A few drops of cold sweat dripped from Kenneth's forehead. He reacted immediately when he saw the thick caliber, and raised the defense of the entire moon spirit marrow to the highest level.

"boom----!!!"

Chapter 019 The Power of the Times

Emiya Kiritsugu was carrying the bazooka, which was the highest level of firepower he could get with his contacts and money, and even the help of Irisviel's family.

"Hurry up, blow him up! Blow him up!"

The girl who seemed to be afraid of chaos in the world was shouting excitedly, she looked at the bazooka carried by Emiya Kiritsugu, and did not hide her enthusiasm at all.

Large caliber and fierce firepower - this is the romance of a man!

"These rockets are filled with ashes ground from ten of your ribs. In addition to the magic we engraved on the shell of the ammunition, we can already ensure that the rocket will disperse the smoke and dust when it explodes."

With the help of magic technology, she brought this ghost thing to the extreme.

"As long as this rocket explodes next to him, and he takes a deep breath of fresh explosion dust, it's guaranteed to make him so happy that even the magic circuit will be broken."

This is the reason why she went to Emiya Kiritsugu—her ability can maximize Emiya Kiritsugu's ability, a real magician killer with unlimited supplies can play an inestimable role in this battle.

As for her own combat power is too low, this pair can't beat any combination in frontal combat?

Are you kidding me?

This Holy Grail War is not a childish farce to promote chivalry, but a fight between life and death.As long as the opponent's master is killed, the opponent's servant will lose its form due to insufficient magic power and be absorbed by the Holy Grail.Since there is such a "shortcut" to take, why waste effort to defeat the opponent's followers?

As long as you can win, it doesn't matter so much.

——A magician killer who doesn't need fame and honor, and a heartless, black-hearted traveler who hides a knife in his smile, this combination is a perfect match.

"Why don't you fight?"

Several times of urging, but Emiya Kiritsugu still didn't see the cannon. The girl also became a little suspicious. She looked at the opposite building and stretched out her finger.

"Could it be that you will feel guilty about those innocent people? Or are you unwilling to do this?"

Of course, she herself knew that she was just joking. It is really impossible for Emiya Kiritsugu to have such an idea—in Emiya Kiritsugu's view, the lives of hundreds of people and the fate of all mankind It's nothing compared to that.

But the emperor was not in a hurry for the eunuch, and before Emiya Kiritsugu could respond, his wife Irisviel stepped forward and made a naive response for Emiya Kiritsugu.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Oh? Ma'am, what do you think?"

"I……"

The girl's bad character, which is not very popular, was exposed again. She knew that there were some invisible contradictions between Irisviel's ideas and Emiya Kiritsugu's ideas, and she didn't mind laughing at this contradiction at all.

"enough."

Emiya Kiritsugu interrupted the conversation between the two, he didn't turn his head, but just spoke lightly.

"I'm just waiting for the opportunity for Kenneth to show his face and try to maximize the benefits."

Can't do this kind of thing... He has already crossed over.

When Kenneth showed his head on the other side, the expressionless Emiya Kiritsugu immediately pulled the trigger, and with the shaking of his arm, the surging smoke left traces along with the firing of shells.

A second later, the grotesque colors of red and yellow covered an area of ​​the hotel building, and the blasting shock wave even blew the glass pieces to pieces.

"This level should not be enough to kill that magic genius, we still have to pursue the victory..."

Of course, one thing cannot be ignored.

Emiya Kiritsugu turned his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and roughly calculated the time.

"The police's response has been suppressed for us, and there is still enough time."

——This hunt is about to begin.

That was their idea, but because of some merciless spoiler, their wish was doomed whether they succeeded or not.

The city has fallen into the countdown to death.

*

The two daggers flipped along the palms of their hands, threatening to resist the attacking spear—it has to be said that, as an Assassin, Jack was completely suppressed and beaten in the frontal battle with Diarmuid, finding There is no chance to fight back.

"Little girl, you are still too immature when it comes to fighting head-on."

There is admiration for Jack's courage in his eyes—anyone can see that this girl with great potential is Assassin, but with such a position of being extremely weak in frontal combat, Jack still fights for the Master. "Desperate for herself", this has to win Diarmuid's deep respect for her.

After all, his sad wish is to be "loyal" to his Master.

Of course, the main source of this respect is the tacit understanding between Jack and Bailu, and Jack's performance is completely voluntary.

If Jack had been pushed forward to fight him with a face of reluctance, then his evaluation of Jack would have been lowered a few notches.

"In ancient times, there are very few heroes who are so loyal to protect the lord. Little girl, report your name, and I will remember you as a respectable opponent."

"You want to set me up with information?"

She dodged sideways, dived into the shadows with the last leap, and moved her standing point three times in just two seconds, but Diarmuid's performance couldn't help but make her helpless—this follower is like a piece of psoriasis that cannot be shaken off Follow closely behind her.

After all, she is just an Assassin, and once she loses her chance and exposes her figure to the enemy's field of vision as she is only good at assassination, it will be difficult for her to have the ability to change the situation of the battle.

"Haha, it's undeniable that I have this idea, but it's more because I want to know your name before you leave the stage."

"Don't tell you."

The task Bai Lu gave her was to delay the time as much as possible. If she really exerted all her strength and liberated her treasures one by one, she could last at least another half an hour.

In this case, telling Diarmuid his own information is purely making himself uncomfortable.

"It's so frank."

Diarmuid didn't show much disappointment, he smiled cheerfully after his fighting desire was satisfied, then lowered his figure, stabbing forward like a swift cheetah.

--coming.

With a heartbeat, Jack's instinct as an evil spirit told her that an unknown danger was approaching, but she was just a collection of grievances from a baby, not the Jack the Ripper who had a true criminal record in history.She can sense that danger is coming, but she doesn't have a strong fighting instinct to support her to make the most correct response.

--no solution anymore.

"Don't let yourself get hurt." This kind of words, not knowing whether it should be counted as an exhortation or an order, made Jack make a judgment, and the magic power extracted from the egret was spinning, and the world was turned upside down.

Chapter 020 The Power of the Times

The thick sulfuric acid mist obscured the vision, and the gray color spread tens of meters away from Jack as the center, and Jack's figure was blurred and then disappeared at that moment.

"This is……"

Diarmuid, who was sprinting at a high speed, relieved his own inertia in an instant, and stood in place holding two long spears.

He raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, as if he hadn't expected that this little girl would hide such a hole card.

"……Enchantment?"

The B-level mind (really) made him realize that the shielding effect of this enchantment didn't work for him, but the thick sulfuric acid mist weakened his agility and poisoned his body all the time.

"It's a beautiful move, little girl."

He easily blocked the black knife that pierced through the black mist. If the opponent hadn't used the field advantage brought by the fog to hide his figure, he would have been able to catch the opponent out following the attack just now.

"However, your own quality is not good enough."

hum ——————

Dozens of hand-to-hand combats were like playing an ancient rhythmic war song. Diarmuid, who had been dawdling back and forth with an invisible enemy for so long, didn't have a serious expression.

As he said, Jack's own quality is too poor-it is true that this sudden enchantment has had a negative impact on his combat power, but even if his combat power is damaged, Jack still cannot defeat him.

If it were a knight of the same level as Diarmuid, Diarmuid could be sure that if the other party could do such a move out of the blue, then he would definitely be hated.

But... the compatibility of his fighting styles with Jack's is so bad that it presents an abnormal crushing situation.

"Study well, why don't you come..."

In the fog, Diarmuid, who was not harassed by Jack, was able to move forward relatively easily.His physique is very strong, and it is true that the fog is causing damage to his body all the time, but if you want to defeat him based on the damage alone... then you have to let him stand in the fog for ten or eight years.

"But how are you going to fight me like this?"

Diarmuid made a provocative sentence like this, but found no response.This cat-and-mouse-like trick made him slightly raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that captivated thousands of women.

To be honest, he felt that Jack's luck was really unlucky.

"When you use this treasure, your identity will be exposed."

"Sulfuric acid mist with this composition is not something that can appear in ancient times, and in modern times, this level of mist has disappeared..."

"That is to say, regarding your identity, I can lock it in the period of the modern industrial revolution, plus...huh?"

Diarmuid showed a dignified expression. He had already smelled the power of "evil" from the gray mist - Jack's aura was very powerful, and coupled with Jack's "selfless" behavior, he immediately I couldn't see her essence, but when Jack released the treasure, the evil magic power couldn't be concealed.

She is not the praised hero, but another kind of existence that is more depraved and filthy.

— Evil spirits.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Diarmuid had acquired a lot of knowledge when he came to this era, and looking through the history, he found a very similar existence on the land of England.

"Are you the Ripper?"

He didn't want to believe it - if it was Jack the Ripper, then she shouldn't be so powerful. After all, Jack has never used any mystery in history, and all he did was kill a few women .

"Forget it, whether you are an evil spirit or not, I will never take back my respect for you."

Of course, this respect also means that he will not hold back his enemies.

No one responded, this is a normal situation - Jack will not take the initiative to expose himself, and after confirming that her attack has no effect, she also hides her whereabouts.

In the darkness, this pure evil spirit stared at Diarmuid.

—hope he didn't...

The pupils shrank suddenly, but Diarmuid showed a hearty smile, and then broke through towards the exit of the black mist as if he knew the direction.

Yes, this black mist can only find its way out by following a specific route.This is no ordinary fog, but an enchantment.

And there are only two ways to restrain this enchantment.

——He has intuition type skills, and the skill level is still at B level or above.

A thought flashed through Jack's mind. As expected, she really hit a nemesis.

Her Noble Phantasm "Mother of Disintegration" is a curse for women, but Diarmuid is a man. As for her other Noble Phantasm "Dark Fog City"... was also restrained to death by others.

Jack took a deep breath, but she didn't know how to delay the time - Diarmuid's speed was very fast, and he could walk out of the black fog smoothly in less than half a minute.

--no solution anymore.

She raised the black knife in her hand again, but her movements froze the next moment.

*

Excessive noise caused a gust of wind, rumbling like a thunder that was about to fall.

Watching the helicopter slowly land from the sky, Egret stood in the waiting place and was ready.

In the next half a minute, he stepped on the descending steps and walked up to the dark black helicopter-this kind of helicopter is like a natural camouflage under the night, which is difficult for human eyes to catch.

"Comrade, sit here."

The young pilot turned his head and gave Egret a friendly smile.But at this moment, his eyes were attracted by a strange thing.