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"Because it hasn't appeared for a long time, it should be normal for another one to appear now, isn't it? Do you think that the supreme god will look at us parasites and destroy all the worlds one by one?"

This time, subject No. 41 was speechless. He suddenly realized that what the man in red said seemed to be correct. After all, since the first three cases were already there, it seemed that one more case would be okay?

"But... this kind of thing..."

Individual No. 41 struggled for a long time before finally accepting the words of the man in red, and said, "Then, Mr. Emiya Shirou, what are you planning to do?"

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136 It's You!

Hearing the other party call out his real name, Emiya Shirou raised his chin and said, "Are you angry from embarrassment? Hmph, black mud is black mud, and that's all it takes."

"We are just the humblest things, failed maggots, in order to survive, we can only live as a ball of black mud, so please don't bother to provoke us, Emiya Shiro-sama."

"meaningless."

Individual No. 41's voice became a little yin and yang, and said: "However, I hope that Mr. Emiya Shiro will not act recklessly, otherwise, maybe he will become one of us in the future!"

"At that time, the once powerful heroic spirit will become a part of us, hehe, no matter how you think about it, it will be a pleasant thing."

"Disgusting face."

Emiya Shirou obviously didn't mind the provocation of individual No. 41, and said: "Since you asked me, then I will tell you my thoughts. My thoughts are actually very simple, just two words."

"Two words."

"Yes."

Emiya Shirou looked out the window and said casually, "Please help."

"Rescue?"

Instance No. 41 seemed to hear something unbelievable, and then opened his mouth strangely, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the guts to laugh when he saw the bone mask on Emiya Shirou's face.

He lowered the corner of his mouth, and said, "Master Emiya Shiro, are you joking? When did your vicious dog need help?"

"Master Emiya Shiro, this is an ordinary world, and there is no extraordinary force. The master sent Emiya-sama here because he valued the performance of strength here, but Emiya-sama still asked for help?"

"This is really a joke."

"If it's really a joke, why don't you laugh? Smile at ease, can I still kill you?"

Individual No. 41 lowered his head, and said: "That's right, Lord Emiya will not kill me, but I'm referring to the main body. My avatar doesn't want to die so soon."

"Although my consciousness absolutely obeys the main body, I was transformed by the main body devouring this soldier. Once I reconcile with the main body, then I really don't exist now."

"It's so rare, you still have self-awareness? I thought you were just a group of unconscious paramecia."

Instance No. 41's voice became more and more humble, and said: "Master Wei Gong, you don't need to mock me anymore. If you need to convey anything, just tell me, and I will convey it to the ontology verbatim."

"Since this is the case, then I will be straightforward. What we are facing this time may be a brand new manager. Now the other party has an unknown mysterious power, and its combat power is ominous, and it is different from the goal of this mission. LV10's accelerator mission is tight."

"Tell him that if he wants to carry out the task safely, he can arrange a few strong men to come over. Of course, if he doesn't care and thinks what I should do, then he can tell me everything, and I will still obey his orders. "

After Emiya Shirou finished speaking, he stopped talking. Instance No. 41 nodded, then pulled out a pitch-black dagger from his waist, and inserted it into his chest.

"puff--"

With a soft sound, entity No. 41 groaned in pain and twitched on the ground. Around the dagger on his chest, countless black mud wriggled around the dagger.

After tens of seconds, it seemed that individual No. 41 had finally received the order, and reached out tremblingly, pulled out the short sword on his chest, and hung it on his waist again.

Naturally, there was no blood in the wound, and there was only black mud wriggling.

"Master Emiya, the news has been...reported, the main body has also...reported to the headquarters, and there will be a...reply...reply."

"Really, it's been hard work. However, there is another thing I don't understand." Emiya Shirou asked while staring at the squirming chest of entity No. 41.

Subject No. 41 was sweating profusely and panting like a cow, but his voice finally became fluent, and he said, "It's okay to be straightforward, Lord Emiya."

"you……"

Emiya Shirou paused for a few seconds, and said, "Is it brain damage?"

"……what?"

Instance 41 raised his head in surprise, looked at Emiya Shirou, wondering why Emiya Shirou suddenly started cursing.

Emiya Shiro pointed to the neural connection device on his neck, and said: "Obviously there is such a convenient thing as a neural connection device in this world, why do you have to use this seemingly painful way to transmit information between individuals? ?”

"It's fine in a world without means of transmitting information. This is the modern age, or even the near future. With such a convenient means as a neural connection device, you have to insert yourself more than a dozen times a day. It is because your body is made of black mud. Are you stupid too?"

Subject No. 41 was speechless, and for a moment didn't know how to answer.

Shirou Emiya...seems to be right?

Why don't they use neural link devices to communicate between these clones and the main body?

Seeing individual No. 41's face full of confusion, with a hint of enlightenment on his face, Emiya Shirou shook his head and said, "Forget it, I knew you were this kind of guy a long time ago. Sure enough, my request for help was correct."

The corner of Subject 41's mouth twitched, he touched the wound on his chest that was recovering, and his whole body was like a wooden sculpture standing still.

Emiya Shiro left straight away, and instead went back to the basement, back to the basement where he had beaten Fujiwara Ai several times just now.

Instance No. 41 also followed dumbly, and he had to follow, waiting for the response from the main body.

The basement is not small, to be precise, it is an underground hall, and it is also the place where Shiro Emiya usually stays.

In the center of the hall is a pitch-black circular magic circle covered with complicated patterns, and Emiya Shiro went straight to the front of the magic circle.

"Master Wei Gong is so sure, will Master and the others definitely send reinforcements?"

"No, I hope they don't send anyone. In this case, even if I lose, I have enough reasons to shirk."

The corner of individual No. 41's mouth twitched. Although all the heroic spirits are now in a cooperative relationship with their masters, only a guy like Emiya Shirou does this kind of obvious lazy behavior.

However, subject No. 41 knows that the information sent from the main body shows that Emiya Shirou's judgment is rarely wrong.

And at this moment, the dagger in the hand of individual No. 41 also flew up and floated in front of individual No. 41.

Seeing this, individual No. 41 trembled and fell limply to the ground.

Emiya Shirou turned around, looked at the performance of individual No. 41, and showed a contemptuous smile, but it was hidden behind a mask, so no one could see it.

"This time, you have to penetrate, and you have to let out a lot of blood. If you want to blame, you can blame your body, but your body sent you to contact me."

Instance 41 gritted his teeth, and tremblingly grasped the dagger floating in the air.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to resent the main body. Once there is any sign of disobedience, the main body can kill their clones at any time, and if he wants to live, he can only choose to obey.

He clenched the dagger tightly and inserted it into his chest fiercely. The violent screams combined with the spray of black mud made it extremely eye-catching.

However, this is not the end yet, Individual No. 41 must increase the amount of black mud sprayed.Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he pressed down fiercely, letting the dagger cut open his chest little by little, and let the black mud inside the chest flow down.

Emiya Shirou on the side obviously saw this scene a lot, he tilted his head, and covered his ears a little irritably.

"I stab myself so many times a day, but this time it's more serious. Is there a need to be so loud? Forget it, anyway, you can't listen to it now."

Emiya Shirou didn't bother to pay attention to it, instead he looked at the black mud on the ground, as if they were affected by something, they flowed to the dark magic circle on the ground little by little.

The black mud was injected into the magic circle, turning the black magic circle into a three-dimensional shape.Immediately afterwards, countless black mud emitted dark rays of light, and the rays of light appeared, instead turning the originally not too dark basement into a mass of pitch blackness.

"Then, let me see, this time, who is here."

Emiya Shirou emitted a ball of black magic power, and the magic power changed into a black dagger. He flicked it casually, and the dagger was thrown into the magic circle.

The dagger that entered the magic circle immediately shattered and turned into magic power again, and this magic power was like a key, causing the originally calm black mud to roll wildly.

The black mud was bubbling and bubbling, as if it was roaring. It seemed that there were countless souls crying in this black mud.

And the howling soul emitted a large amount of magic power. Countless magic power gushed out from the black mud and then filled the magic circle, making the magic power in the magic circle more and more dense.

In the end, all the magic power directly formed a pitch-black ball, and what rolled inside was thick magic power like black water.

The black mud on the magic circle on the ground also disappeared, and countless black mud turned into pure magic power, and the pure magic power also began to condense again, condensing into a human form.

Seeing this gradually appearing figure, Emiya Shirou's pupils contracted.

"It turns out...it's you!"

Compared with Shirou Emiya, the figure of the visitor can only be described as petite.

She has light golden hair and light golden pupils, if you look at her face alone, you might notice the majesty on her face.

However, with her petite figure, she was wearing a dark armor with ominous red lines on the armor, which made people feel strong ominous at a glance.

This kind of red pattern is not only all over her armor, but also has a triangular mask on the upper part of her face, which is full of red patterns, as if it is specially used to cover her face.

However, this is still not the most conspicuous. The most conspicuous part of her is the thick black chains on her hands and feet.

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137 I am Artoria

Emiya Shirou looked at the figure in front of him in amazement, even the individual No. 41 who was crying behind Emiya Shirou seemed to be frightened, and looked at this new person in disbelief.

"Click, click!"

The petite girl walked out of the magic circle step by step, every step made the chains on her body tremble, and the thick sound was like the ringing of a bell, which showed the weight of the chains.

"Why are you here?"

Wei Gongshilang did not stop the girl's actions, but there was a hint of vigilance in his tone.

"How could he be willing to release his beloved dog. Don't you worry that your dog will break free from the rope and run away?"

The girl still ignored Emiya Shirou, instead, she went straight to the front of individual No. 41, and looked down upon the disemboweled individual No. 41.

Subject No. 41 froze for a moment, seemed to sense something, and immediately screamed loudly. He struggled to escape backwards, but it was already too late.

The girl stepped heavily into the dissected belly of subject No. 41, and the black knight boots were like steel nails, nailing the body of subject No. 41 to the ground.

Not only that, the red lines on the girl's armor lit up one after another, like a bloody lantern lit up in the dark basement.

It's just that this lantern is full of weird patterns, and it's these patterns that shine brightly.

"what--"

A strange scene appeared, individual No. 41 was howling, his body gradually melted, turning into balls of black mud, and then stuck to the girl's armor.

The red lines on the armor flickered regularly, incorporating all the black mud into it, turning the black mud into black juice and sticking to the red lines, rolling and flowing like blood.

In the end, all the black juice spread all over the body, then gathered along the lines to the girl's neck, followed the red lines on the neck, and poured into the girl's body.

"what--"

The girl opened her mouth and let out a satisfied sigh. There was a bit of mature charm in the crisp voice, which made her face flush with intoxication.

Not only that, but the girl seemed to be trembling all over because she was satisfied. She folded her arms around her chest, and her breathing became heavy. In an instant, the whole basement was filled with the sound of breathing and groaning that made the heart beat faster.

Shirou Emiya looked at all this in the distance, and finally turned his head away because he couldn't look directly at the girl in front of him.

It wasn't until the girl's soft moans disappeared that Emiya Shiro said again: "Tell me, Saber, why did you appear. You should be the object of special attention, and you still don't have freedom of movement right now?"

Saber heard Emiya Shirou's words, and turned her head. Her breathing was still somewhat rapid. Although the blush on her face could not be seen clearly because of the mask on her forehead, the charming color attracted almost everyone. people approach.

"Shirou..."

However, it was the familiar female voice that answered Emiya Shirou, the voice that fascinated Emiya Shirou on a certain world line at a certain point in time.

The ethereal female voice is like a feather, stirring Emiya Shirou's heart.

"Do what?"

Saber's charming invitation obviously did not impress Emiya Shirou, but made Emiya Shirou burst into anger, saying: "Saber, the black mud has polluted your body, has it even polluted your soul? Have you already forgotten that you are the Knight King Artoria Pendragon, have you thrown away all your beliefs?"

Emiya Shirou's words didn't make Saber change her mind in any way. She opened her mouth slightly and said, "You all say that King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts. Now I have been liberated by the black mud, and I am about to try to get rid of it." I understand people's hearts, but why do you lock me up?"

"Shirou, isn't the best way to understand people's hearts? Isn't it a negative distance contact with the other party? Shirou, you should like me, right? Right now, I have an opportunity. Under my armor, I can still make people's hearts flutter. body!"

"Don't you want to touch it, touch it?"

Saber took a few steps towards Emiya Shirou, but Emiya Shirou hurriedly backed away, even his footsteps were a little flustered.

"What I admire is the great and bright King of Knights, not a walking corpse polluted by black mud!"

"If he hadn't locked you up all the time, I'm afraid you would have been completely depraved long ago, and there is no possibility of recovery. Saber, since he has released you now, you should cherish this opportunity. Once you have Any disrespectful behavior, loss of your own purity, I'm afraid you, a vicious dog, will never have a chance to be free again."

"Even, will die!"