My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Sympathy, or shared perception.

This is the result of Kirei's three years of training. The contract partner who is connected by the magic circuit can share the perception of the sensory organs. In the Holy Grail War, this technology can completely monitor the actions of Servants from a long distance, and it is very practical. If the servant under his command is good at reconnaissance, it will be even more powerful.

The only drawback is that this ability must have the consent of the contractor, that is, the shared object of consciousness. Tokiomi himself, who passed this skill on to Kirei, was now rejected. For the arrogant King of Heroes, even if the other person is his master, spying on him is still an extremely unreasonable thing.

As for Kirei, who maintained empathy with him, he naturally endured the pain of having his limbs torn off, being dropped from a high altitude, and then falling heavily to the ground.

If an ordinary person encounters such an injury, he will only die. However, as a servant, he will not die. However, because of this, the pain beyond death is even more difficult for the experienced practitioners to bear.

I see, thank you for your hard work, Kirei. Tokiomi Tokiomi's tone softened, Then have a good rest. I will personally monitor the battle in Warehouse Street.

Thank you teacher.

Kotomine Kirei ended the communication and slowly closed his eyes.

The moment his vision fell into darkness, the remaining fear, pain and despair swallowed up the priest like a dark tide.

Under the emotion that was enough to drive people crazy, Kotomine Kirei's face was no longer depressed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He is laughing.

After ending the communication, Tokiomi Tosaka rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh.

Warehouse Street now has gathered ,,, and six heroic spirits. This is a scale that has never been seen in previous Holy Grail Wars.

Six heroes from different eras and different personalities gathered together, and they didn't know how chaotic the situation would become.

And if he sends his familiar there now, there will be a period of information gap, and he will not have time to react in time.

What's even worse is that the alliance's affairs have also been exposed, and the Master who was thrown in front of Gilgamesh wants to throw a rat weapon into the trap?

However, with the character of that king...

Warehouse Street

Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, the churning magic power gradually solidified and turned into a tall shadow - yes, that strange appearance can only be described with the word shadow.

The man's tall and strong body was completely wrapped in armor, leaving no gaps at all. But it is completely different from the silver armor or luxurious gold dress he is wearing. The black armor that the man wore had neither exquisite decoration nor polished luster. There is only blackness as deep as the endless darkness and the bottomless abyss. Even the face was covered by a steel mask and could not be seen.

The only thing left is the strange look of a pair of eyes burning like flames deep in the gap drilled in the mask.

There is no doubt that this is a Servant.

But what kind of heroic spirit is this ominous figure? This black knight does not possess the glorious elements possessed by the heroic spirits who have appeared.

Diarmuid, Knight King Artoria, Conqueror King Iskandar, and Hero King Gilgamesh all have their own unique style, which is what they can boast about as heroic spirits. . This kind of glory is called legend, which is condensed from the admiration and admiration of everyone, and is also a necessary element for them to become noble fantasy.

But there is no such element in the black knight who just appeared. If you really want to say it, it may be relatively similar. The darkness surrounding the black armor is completely a fluctuation of negative energy.

Then that person should not be a heroic spirit, but some kind of vindictive spirit...

Hey, King of Conquerors. Why don't you invite him to join? Not daring to be careless, his eyes were fixed on the black knight. Only his tone of voice remained flirtatious and teasing.

His face wrinkled up as he was teased. Even if I wanted to invite him, the guy seemed like there was no room for discussion from the beginning.

What emanates from the black knight is endless murderous intent. Even the whirlwind generated by the magic power seemed to be a groaning sound, full of evil energy.

Everyone knows intuitively that it is, without even asking. Such a ferocious wave of murderous intent could not be thought of except by the berserker.

and……

Look, I can't see it! Weber, who was staring at the Black Knight, stammered and yelled, Regardless of the ability value or other information, I can't see it at all!

Not only that, but also Irisviel who was watching the battle noticed it. No matter how hard you look, you can't see clearly.

The black armor is like an out-of-focus image, its outline always blurry and hazy. Sometimes it even looks like it's split into two or three shadows. It seems that not only the vision, but also the Master's abilities are affected.

That heroic spirit should have some kind of special ability or curse that can confuse the enemy and hide its origin.

Doesn't even the Master's ability work? Iskandar muttered, The quality of this Holy Grail War that can hide one's identity is really high.

At this moment, the black knight stood on the long street, looking at the golden king standing on the street lamp.

And among them, a bloody man lay on the cement floor like some kind of solid-liquid mixture. Only the occasional twitching showed that he was suffering from the pain of living.

But soon, a golden spear penetrated his head, mercifully killing him.

Gilgamesh, who shot this Noble Phantasm, didn't even look at his nominal ally, but stared at the dark knight, with eyes that looked more like some kind of snake than a human, lurking like a volcanic eruption. of anger.

Only he knew that the intimidating gaze was only directed at him standing on the street lamp.

You think I will save him? Huh, wishful thinking!

The swords and spears floating to the left and right of the King of Heroes slowly turned around and pointed their sharp edges at the target that became the primary target for sniping.

Bastard. At least die a good death and entertain me.

Following Leng Che's declaration, the gun and sword shot out in the air.

Chapter 44 Magician Killer, Sniper!

The weapons in the treasury can be fired without even touching them - this is probably why Gilgamesh became an archer.

But the way he treated the Noble Phantasm was too casual, and his rough throwing method was just like throwing stones, throwing and smashing the most important Noble Phantasm of the heroic spirit at random. Despite this, the destructive power of his attacks is still extremely powerful. The road surface turned up as if it had been blasted, and the broken asphalt turned into dust, obscuring the view.

Everyone held their breath - because just like Shuo Yue, he used shields and other weapons to defend himself.

But when the dust cleared, a slender black figure faintly emerged, proving that he was still alive.

Beside his slightly moved feet, a large hole in the shape of a crater was dug deeply into the road. This is the result of the lance flying slightly slower among the spears and swords being fired, and it misses the target.

However, the sword, which should have hit the target earlier than the spear, did not cause any damage. Because the sword is now in my hand.

How many people could clearly see this rapid offensive and defensive battle? At least Irisviel and Waver didn't even know what happened.

The actual situation was that he easily grabbed the sword fired from the first attack in his hand, and just used the weapon he had just obtained to deflect the second spear attack.

That guy, is he really? He whispered nervously, then muttered in response: For an irrational madman, his skills are really superb.

Even Shuo Yue, who had expected it, couldn't help but praise: As expected of endless martial arts, worthy of being a knight of the Yangtze River.

Infinite martial arts is the complete integration of mind, skill, and body into one. The so-called unparalleled superb martial arts can exert 100% combat capability under any mental control (including madness).

As the flower of the Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot's martial arts are still powerful even after his incarnation.

Really, even I am excited to fight. Shuo Yue licked her lips, and suddenly made a move with her hands, and the Yin and Yang swords appeared in her hands.

Even though they only inherited Emiya's ability, the couple's sword, known as Goshu Moye, is still the most convenient weapon in Sakuyue's opinion.

The white robe was raised, and the kimono was replaced by a concept dress made of holy cloth. The young man smiled and tied a red hairband on his forehead.

With fervent murderous intent, he rushed towards the handsome man holding the magic gun without hesitation.

Varied……

what happened?

Weber and Irisviel took a few steps back, hiding under the protection of the servants, and looked at Shuo Yue with shock in their eyes.

Long live! There is a traitor among us!

There is a master here who is eager to fight his servants!

Even Diarmuid didn't react. He was actually invited to fight by a Master. He was stunned for a long time before he laughed in annoyance:

It seems that I have been underestimated. Hey, I don't know which heroic spirit master, do you still have time to apologize properly before I get completely angry?

The fully armed Shuo Yue also smiled back and gracefully performed a knight's salute: Please.

Invited with the etiquette of a knight, Diarmuid no longer had any reason to refuse, not to mention that his master Kenneth also issued an order to him:

Kill him,.

As you command, my lord. Diarmuid's smile turned bloody, his spears drew a beautiful arc in the air, then he raised his legs, took steps, and dived towards Shuo Yue!

Except for strength, Shuo Yue, whose other attributes had been restored, was not afraid. She waved her double blades and faced him head-on!

How could it be like this... Weber cried with a sad face, watching helplessly as the situation suddenly became chaotic.

Taking another exit as a trigger, the golden king clashed with the black-armored knight, the master swordsman, who was as mortal as a servant, fought with the dual spear user, and as for the remaining people...

There is no reason for war between us, right? King of Conquerors? Sensing Iskandar's malicious gaze, Artoria took a step back to protect Irisviel, appearing to be submissive but actually threatening. said.

Well, although I am very tempted, now is not the time to fight you. The red-haired man shook his head and comforted the sacred cow under his command. What's more, adding insult to injury is not the behavior of a king.

Hearing this, she silently let go of the sword. Although the wound on her left hand was no longer bleeding, she still felt weak, making it impossible for her to swing the sword freely.

What's even worse is that her trump card... can no longer be used.

Masters and servants were both present, and He suppressed his fighting spirit in a tacit understanding, silently observing the battle between the two places, and collecting necessary information.

But since we are in the battlefield, how can we escape unscathed?

The fighting between and first spread to the group on the side.

At first, the round of shooting was easily broken. Adhering to the spirit of never returning the favor, the black knight roared and suddenly drew a sword.

Is this... the blond king frowned in displeasure, a fake?

This sword was in the shape of a twisted spiral, its original color stained by the magic power, and red lines flowed in the darkness.

Before Gilgamesh could say anything, he silently swung his sword, and a torrent of black and red magic power surged out, turning into a beam of light and rushing towards the golden figure on the street lamp.

Gilgamesh jumped up slightly before the iron pillar broke and landed on the ground as if nothing had happened.

Regardless of the direction of the dark beam, or even if he knew it, the King of Heroes' goal would not change.

Abominable fool... you actually let me, who should be looking up to the sky, stand on the same ground as you!

At this point, the anger finally reached its peak, and the deep vertical lines between Gilgamesh's eyebrows made his beauty become extremely vicious.

Such a disrespectful act, even if you die, you will not be able to escape the blame. You bastard, I will definitely make you disappear into ashes!

When the death declaration was issued, another group of followers was also facing a crisis - I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. At this moment, they were on the straight line facing Gilgamesh and Lancelot!

The dark light cannon easily swallowed up the street lamp and attacked Iskandar's chariot unabated.

Be prepared to fall, kid! There was no time to explain. With a wave of his hand, the wheels of divine power turned into magic and dissipated, and they began to fall in mid-air.

For a simple person, facing this kind of attack, all he needs to do is activate the divine thunder to counteract it, but there is a small oil bottle beside him - Weber.

The impact of the light cannon and thunder and lightning clashes was more than Webb's small body could withstand, not to mention that being caught off guard, Webb didn't even release the basic magic barrier.

Uhhhhh! With the feeling of weightlessness caused by falling and the fear of the dark beam grazing his scalp, Webb screamed at the top of his lungs and fell downwards.

However, he was in the state of being frozen due to the instant release of the Noble Phantasm and being stuck in the air, unable to protect this overly immature Master.