The Strongest Holy Grail System

"This is, living for myself..."

In his voice, there was a terrifying paranoia. The young man raised his head and stared at the violent woman in the distance. His empty eyes were filled with a fiery desire to survive.

Yes, since you can't find why you live, then go close to death...

The body is trembling, the blood is boiling, the mind is constantly beating...

At this moment, he is living for "survival"...

"I found the meaning of living."

The confused Kotomine Kirei, at this moment, a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah, are you satisfied?" In the distance, the queen in a black suit stood with her hands down, her face twisted and grinning:

"Look, you are one of our kind, I'm waiting for the burial agency, and I need a talent like you, Kotomine Kirei..."

"Use your blood and life to prove your worth to me, the Church, and the righteousness of mankind!!!"

"Or, to die..."

With a wicked smile on her face, the woman turned into a phantom and punched Kotomine Kirei's head.

"boom!!!"

She wants to recruit this man, but again, the burial institution doesn't need waste...

"Oh, escaped..."

The ground collapsed again, but the man was not as badly injured as last time.

The woman in the black suit slowly got up, closed her fists, and stared at the man standing three steps away, admiring his embarrassed appearance.

"The first seat of the burial institution, the man of divine grace, Narubalek..."

He spoke softly, with appalling persistence in his words.

Kotomine Kirei raised his head, with the purest smile on his face, he said softly:

"Can you make me feel the 'real feeling of being alive' again?"

The next moment, his broken arm, under the control of magic power, forcibly suppressed the injury.

He punched the woman in front of him.

The white feathers slowly fell from the sky...

That is, the evening bell that tells the angel...

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The next morning, the top floor of Tesla in Fuyuki City.

Sitting at the desk, Fang Zheng was flipping through the materials prepared for him by the "Hand of Thunder" association.

With his efforts, the "Hand of Thunder" has been transformed from an inappropriate mercenary organization to a regular military mercenary company in Somalia.

At the same time, the "Hand of Thunder" magic guild is also thriving. Presumably under the invitation of Kenneth, more and more civilian magicians will become the new blood of the magic guild and inject vitality into the magic guild.

"But, what the hell is this!!!"

Arranging the information on the table with a snap, Fang Zheng said helplessly:

"What happened to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre? Kotomine Kirei broke into the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem, and all the burial organs stationed at the church fought against it..."

"Afterwards, the priest Kotomine Kirei of the Eighth Mystery Society stole the authority of the angel, and used a slaying technique similar to death, severely inflicting severe damage on the first burial organ, Sennarubalek, suppressing the fifth Simeone Solomon, and defeating the third. Seven Sisiel?"

"Damn it! How could he hang like this? He sued the angel's authority to death? Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of Wang Hassan?"

"So hanging, why doesn't he go to heaven!"

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"I really didn't see it, Kotomine Kirei is so violent..."

Sitting behind the desk, staring at the information presented by his subordinates, Qiye Fangzheng shook his head helplessly.

However, since Kotomine Kirei had left the quagmire of Fuyuki City, Fang Zheng would not take the initiative to trouble him.

Kotomine Kirei, who was originally very powerful, might bring fear to the dead disciples after he became a member of the Burial Organization...

"Death to the angel? I didn't expect that the seventh-ranked cavalry would actually teach him the concept of this Noble Phantasm..."

"No, that's just superficial fur."

Behind him, the girl's indifference sounded.

Wearing a azure blue witch costume and stepping on high clogs, Yuzao leaned gently on the glass curtain wall behind Fangzheng, staring intently at the man.

Admiring Fangzheng's every move, staring at the rhythm of his soul, all of these are the pleasures of Tamamo before.

This is only a "soul fetish" witch fox, who never cares about the appearance of human beings, but cherishes the exquisite soul.

With her "golden hair, white-faced nine-tailed fox" strength, any delicate soul was taken away by her and sealed in the golden hall as an ornament.

But after seeing Qiye Fangzheng, this cunning fox whose bad habits are hard to change, stayed by his side as if in love.

Even with the strength of "The Overlord", Yuzao didn't have the ability to "cook cooked rice with raw rice". Instead, he followed him silently, making Fangzheng take his own existence for granted...

Through this subtle influence, Tamamo Mae gradually approached the man, dismantling Fang Zheng's guard against her...

"The stunt of the 'Old of the Mountain', the authority forged in the name of the 'Angel of Death', is by no means so superficial."

The light voice lingered in Fangzheng's office, like the most pleasant music, making Fangzheng a little intoxicated.

This lustful fox is not only full and plump, but also full of female charm in every move, enough to capture any male creature.

And Fangzheng was also a man, and before he knew it, he gradually fell in love with this fox.

But he still has the great cause of "saving people" ahead. Even if he has a little love for children, he doesn't want to give everything and become the only face of this fox.

"Are you telling the angel to die? Ring the evening bell for the enemy? It's really an authority that fits the identity of an assassin."

Nodding lightly, Fang Zheng thought about the fierce fighting style of Weng of the Mountain, and couldn't help but shuddered.

He has seen many assassins, including assassins sent by political opponents, as well as magicians who are beyond their control, including Hassan in the Holy Grail War.

But the fierce and rude fighting style of the old man in the mountains like Wang Hasan is indeed somewhat inconsistent with the identity of the assassin...

"Master, don't be deceived by superficial phenomena."

Yuzao stretched out her arms in front of her and gently wrapped her arms around Fangzheng's neck. The plump and slender lady fox gently pressed against Fangzheng's back.

The two elastic giant cats were tightly attached to the back of Fang Zheng's head, and the touch of imagination made him tremble slightly.

"The duty of the assassin is to kill the enemy. As long as the enemy can be killed, any method is feasible..."

"Whether it's a fight on the battlefield, or a political murder, even if it's tricked by despicable beauties, it's a murder trick..."

"The means is not important. For the assassin, only the purpose of 'killing the target' is the essence."

"..."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly:

"That's the case, but unfortunately, the old man in the mountain has returned to the Hall of Valor, otherwise we can use his east wind to solve that 'beast mother' Tiamat."

"Wow, if Tiamat is serious, the Lord of the Mountain may not be an opponent!"

Frowning lightly, Yuzaoqian muttered softly: "The Goddess of Creation, as long as she has a rich enough magical reserve, she can mass-produce heroes and even goddesses without limit..."

"If she produces the Earth Goddess who also has the power of 'creation', we may have to face a situation of thousands of troops. The mercenaries under your command are definitely not the opponents of the retinue of the Earth Goddess."

"Is that so..." Gently pushing the Yuzao fox away, Fang Zheng got up and looked out of the glass curtain wall.

Across the thick bulletproof glass, Fangzheng overlooks the entire Fuyuki City from a commanding height.

In the distance, in the direction of the Civic Hall, the police officers of the police station have drawn up layers of blockades. Among them, there are magicians formed by the "Hand of Thunder" who enchanted the cordon with the "Expel Idlers" technique. .

All of this is to prevent Tiamat from killing mortals, crushing poor innocent citizens to death, using their flesh and blood to transform them into more land of creation, and mass-produce heroic spirits...

"However, this is not the solution to the problem. We still have to face the Mother Earth after all..."

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking about tactics, the intercom phone on the desk rang suddenly, and there was a report from the secretary at the front desk:

"Chairman, there is an old man who calls himself Kishiya, and he said that you have an appointment with him to receive guests..."

"..."

His face froze, the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth raised slightly, and beside him, Yu Zaoqian also showed a smile that was not a smile.

"Drowsiness is here, send a pillow, the guy who solves the problem is in place..."

"Kishya Zelrich Thubein Ogu, the only guy incarnated in the multiverse, why did he come to this parallel world?"

"Or, in this parallel world, why are there so many 'abnormal numbers'?"

Muttering softly, a hint of understanding appeared on Fang Zheng's face.

Behind him, Tamamo before said softly: "Didn't you guess it? The Master who is favored by the world..."

"Yeah, so it all makes sense."

"Tamazao, come and see what that old guy wants to do."

Take a step and walk out of the office.

Fang Zheng's thoughts were flying, and countless clues were condensed in his mind.

Obviously, there are so many 'singularities' in this world, and even many supporting roles, all have the nature of the protagonist, all this is not accidental.

"It seems that the water in Xingyue World is very deep..."

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