Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　In comparison, Artoria was not so calm. She stood up hoarsely, her emerald green eyes lit up with icy flames, and she made no secret of her hostility:

　　"Caster, why are you here!?"

　　"Um... why?"

　　Snickering like a temptress, Kiara of Seshoin looked at the sharp-eyed King of Knights happily.

　　Artoria had already grasped the sword at this time—she had every reason to suspect that Kiara of Seshoin had come to this castle for the purpose of attacking Einzbern.

　　Just when the atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier and had reached the level of tension, Seshoin Kiara finally revealed the truth:

　　"Well, actually, when I was shopping outside with the little Master, I suddenly saw Rider strutting down the street carrying a wine barrel, so I came over out of curiosity to take a look."

　　"Hahaha, this is really something you can do, King of Conqueror." Gilgamesh was inexplicably poked into a laugh, and sat there and laughed happily.

　　And Iskandar himself scratched his cheek with his index finger. He didn't feel embarrassed, but he was a little surprised that he didn't realize that Caster was nearby... To a certain extent, this was a very dangerous thing.

　　"You said we didn't invite you, but after all, this is a banquet between kings, and there is no room for civilians to intervene, but..."

　　Speaking of this, Iskandar suddenly smiled, and his rough face showed a bold expression worthy of a conqueror, "Since you are here, why don't you talk about your pursuit of the Holy Grail? Others People probably think so too, don't they?"

　　"Humph"

　　Gilgamesh snorted mockingly, but did not refute Iskandar's statement.

　　On the other hand, Artoria frowned, but temporarily put away the holy sword that she clenched—of course, she did not let down her guard completely.

　　"Holy Grail? An existence similar to the skeleton deity... But since it claims to be able to fulfill all wishes, it can only be a fake, an existence that is far from merit."

　　The answer given by the Slaughter Institute silenced the three servants. They really did not expect the other party to give such an answer of no interest at all.

　　The so-called skeleton deity is an extremely evil instrument. The skeletons of princes and nobles or good men and women are piled up into mountains, and they are drizzled with the body fluids produced by the acacia, and then gold foil is pasted on the outside and spells are written on the painting. The mandala finally formed the so-called "Dharma Realm Skull" after seven years of continuous chanting.

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　　To a certain extent, the saying of Seshoin Kiara is indeed true. After all, the contaminated Fuyuki Holy Grail is really no worse than this skeleton deity, and it is even more filthy.

　　However, neither the Servants nor the Masters here knew about this, but Rider thought about it for a while, but suddenly nodded in agreement:

　　"It is too unreliable to say that any wish has indeed been fulfilled, but at least the name of the miracle of the Holy Grail should not be wrong, so this king must obtain the body through it. Caster, since you have no idea of ​​taking the Holy Grail, then You shouldn't have any need to be our enemy, right?"

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　　"It's hard to say. After all, as a Servant, everything is acting according to the Master's will."

　　After Qihuang said that, the few people couldn't help but turn their attention to Fang Mingjing, who was holding her hand.

　　The young Master was suddenly stared at by so many people, he drank his coke for a while, and then slightly ducked behind the Slaughterhouse's ass.

　　"Hey, little Master over there, let's talk about it, what do you want to do with the Holy Grail?"

　　"Do nothing."

　　"Ok?"

　　"But summoning servants is very interesting, so I will participate in this Holy Grail War."

　　This is really a willful statement.

　　But Fang Mingjing's next sentence made them even more capricious:

　　"How about let this war end tonight? After all, even Assassin is here."

　　After his words fell, a large number of dangerous and dark murderous auras suddenly appeared in every corner of this broad atrium.

　　——The assassins who have been hiding in the dark since the beginning of the Holy Grail War had to show their bodies because of Fang Mingjing's words, and the number was amazing.

　　Pale faces appeared one after another like flowers blooming in the darkness, their colors as cold and hard as dry bones.

　　It was a skeleton mask, and their bodies were still wrapped in dark robes, but each of them had many different physiques, including tall giants, slender men, curvaceous women, and even small children. people……

　　They surrounded the entire atrium, exuding a permeating breath without exception.Xi.

Chapter 457

　　Plural Assassin...

　　Webber and Irisviel couldn't help being shocked when they saw the silhouettes of the assassins that were constantly appearing. It was simply unreasonable.

　　After all, there is usually only one Servant of a class, but there are as many as sixty or seventy Assassins in front of me!

　　What they didn't know was that the Servant summoned by Kotomine Kirei, the representative of the church, was such a peculiar existence.

　　【Hundred-faced Hassan】

　　This assassin who had "multiple personality disorder" in ancient times, after sublimating to become a Servant, his multiple personalities formed a Noble Phantasm as the original text, and became an inherent skill that can split the soul into countless individuals.

　　"To appear so openly, could it be said that their target is the present Master...?!"

　　Because of this conjecture, Saber suddenly became gritted.

　　In the face of this large group of assassins who have divided, even if they swarmed, Arturia would not be able to lose no matter what... But if they rushed past her defense and attacked Irisviel, it was very likely that was succeeded.

　　"Ri, Rider... Hey..."

　　Webb called out uneasy, but he saw that his servant was still as motionless as a mountain.

　　And Fang Mingjing, who was standing behind the Slaughterhouse, had already drank the small cup of Coke from McDonald's, and the straw in his mouth gave out empty wages in the paper cup... Then, he looked at his servant: " Killing Institute, let all the servants here go out."

　　"Master, although I am glad that you have such confidence in me, is it too difficult for me to fight against so many Servants?"

　　"Really? Don't be nervous, let alone four servants, even if you are enemies with the whole world, I will stand behind you."

　　"So why am I fighting the whole world?"

　　"Humph."

　　After a pleasant interaction, Fang Mingjing started his backup action.

　　He raised his right hand.

　　On the back of the hand engraved with the three-stroke Command Spell, a bright red light flashed slightly, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and said, "I order the Killing Institute to completely defeat the enemy."

　　There was a burning sensation on the back of his hand, and at the moment when the Command Spell took effect and disappeared, the magic power in Seshoin Kiara's body was filled with one breath, and his momentum even rolled up a whirlwind in the air.

　　But it's not over yet,

　　"Order with the second Command Spell, the Killing Institute, and complete victory."

　　The bright red light flashed on the back of his hand again.

　　At this time, the aura of Seshoin Kiara had reached a terrifying level.

　　Witnessing this scene, whether it was Irisviel or Weber Velvet and his followers, even the assassins who kept sneering after their appearance couldn't help losing their voices...

　　Caster's Master is actually serious.

　　He really intends to let his followers face so many powerful enemies at the same time...

　　"What are you doing, this guy... Even a child should recognize the current situation?!" Weber couldn't help but exclaimed in anger.

　　"It's not that he doesn't understand the current situation." Gilgamesh, who was sitting on the ground in the atrium with his arms crossed, answered Weber's words, which made the latter a little flattered, "It's that the servant of that kid is really different... Or should it be said that it is abnormally twisted?"

　　At this moment, Gilgamesh's eyes were filled with extremely serious killing intent.

　　This well-informed hero king can barely see a bit of the nature of the demon Bodhisattva, and the other party is slightly similar to him from a certain angle.

　　Both are people who identify with human desires.

　　However, upon closer inspection, it is completely different.

　　Gilgamesh gave human beings the greatest trial on the premise of agreeing with their desires, bearing their fate, accepting trials as a human being, and only those who overcome fate can become the master recognized by his hero king...  He believes that one day human beings will grow to cross their own courtyard, set off towards the sea of ​​stars, and reach the end of the sky.

　　Humans strive to grow for their desires, and only the completed human beings are eligible to receive the king's discretion. Gilgamesh affirms that human desires are to witness the growth of human beings.

　　However, Kiara of the Killing Institute is different.

　　She doesn't need human beings to experience any suffering to unconditionally identify with human desires, because for her, the meaning of existence of everyone except her is only to stimulate her own pleasure nerves, enjoy all the reactions from the outside world to her, and let herself For greater pleasure, this is the ultimate solipsism.

　　"There is no other way. After all, as a Servant, you must obey any orders from the Master, so I have to do it."

　　Although Sesshoin Kiara's tone was a little helpless, her eyes and behavior had no such meaning at all.

　　The violent magic power immediately roared in the atrium of the castle with a torrent-like momentum, a strong sense of ominous gushing out from the body of this demonic Bodhisattva, and the boundless blood cloud spread out again, but this time the scale was far greater than before.

　　"Castar—!"

　　Artoria, who clenched the holy sword tightly, was not confused. She realized that there might be a melee fight next, but her fighting spirit was clear and dazzling.

　　"I didn't expect a good banquet to turn out like this, and the king's mood is somewhat annoyed! Castar, are you really ready to bear the anger of so many servants!"

　　Iskandar also got up, and in the vortex of magic power that erupted, the red cloak flew up, and a rushing sense of oppression hit from under his strong body, that majestic gaze even made people dare not confront him See.

　　Sesshouin Qihuang didn't respond, but with a coquettish smile, she formed a Buddhist handprint called [Suppressing Demon Seal] in her hand.

　　But the next moment, the mudra is reversed, and it becomes the [Buddha-destroying Seal]——

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　　Another one for the day.

Chapter 458

　　The seal of descending Buddha-

　　When this handprint of Seshoin Kiara was formed, countless demonic pillars poured out from the gaps in the void.

　　"Let you, heaven, be free."

　　The ferocious aura burst out with the words.

　　Countless Demonic Pillars twisted their ugly and solemn bodies and roared towards Assassin's splinter and those servants who surrounded the courtyard.

　　Aside from Archer Gilgamesh standing arrogantly with his arms crossed, relying on the Noble Phantasm thrown by the King's Treasure to smash the incoming Demon God Pillar, several other Servants immediately evaded.

　　Artoria and Iskandar made the same move. When Kiara's attack from Seshoin came, they set off and rushed in front of Irisviel and Webber respectively, wielding holy swords or driving thunder. The 15-carriage of Assassin destroyed the Demon God Pillar, while Assassin's splits avoided the gap between the Demon God Pillar with frightening movements. At the same time, they each locked on the target and threw a dark flying knife.

　　Throwing knife aimed directly at Fang Mingjing and Weber, the two masters.

　　As the weakest Servant in this Holy Grail War, Baimao Hassan was not ordered to fight against the Servants from the very beginning. Their target was only the Masters gathered in this courtyard.