The Strongest Holy Grail System

In other words, except for some servants with divine blood, other heroic spirits cannot easily release the Noble Phantasm in front of Fang Zheng, and can only be ravaged by him.

"Very good, it is the concept of the most restrained Servant..."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stood up slowly, and the huge dragon body slowly shattered, turning into a dazzling light and dust, and disappeared in front of several people.

Seeing this, the full-bodied good wife Fox muttered:

"Tiamat, don't blame me..."

Feeling that the foundation of his compatriot's "Return of the Return: Tiamat" was destroyed and thrown out of the whole world under the rejection of the world, Tamamo-mae sighed lightly, looking helpless.

In her cognition, the seven evil human beings other than her are all perverts!

A demon pillar who only wants to destroy the world, a Bitch who only knows that old cows eat tender grass, a small animal who likes to sell cute...

Including this brainless idiot cow, Tamamo Qian could only helplessly shrug.

"Why put my old lady together with these idiots..."

As he said that, Tamao Qiang breathed hard, as if he had made up his mind, and took light steps towards Fang Zheng, who was half-squatting on the ground.

"Migu~~"

Cheering cheerfully, the wild lady Fox slammed into Fang Zheng's arms, pressing the poor Master to the ground.

"The Holy Grail War is finally over! Master, let's go to the countryside and get married!"

"Huh? Why are you going to the country?"

Hearing this, Fangzheng asked in astonishment, while Yuzao had a cheerful look in front of her, she tapped Fangzheng's cheek with her scallion finger, and said teasingly:

"Migu! It doesn't matter! Since the master and the concubine are married, they can be anywhere! Let us take the sky as the quilt and the earth as..."

"Snapped--"

He raised his hand and patted it hard, Fang Zheng patted the plump crotch in front of Yuzao and pushed the fox away from him.

"Don't try to trick me! Yuzao!"

"Ugh..."

Just as the two were fighting, Lancelot respectfully stood in front of the King of Knights. He leaned on the holy sword of the indestructible lake, and respectfully half-kneeled to the King of Knights:

"King, you are back..."

"Oh?" At some point, the holy sword in Artoria's hand turned black again. The red and black holy sword had a terrifying aura. She put the holy sword on Lancelot. shoulders, said indifferently:

"Be it tolerant or domineering, I have chosen the path. Now, I want to change my style, Sir Lancelot, what do you think?"

"In any case, you are the king I wait for."

Hearing this, Lancelot showed loyalty and looked like a senior dog.

"Hmph, since that's the case, go and sell some fried skewers from the commercial street for me."

"Yes! The subordinates must live up to their mission!" Lancelot nodded solemnly, but then, the upright knight was slightly taken aback, and he raised his head in astonishment, as if he was doubting the order of the knight king.

"Remember, the chili is full and crispy..."

Putting away the red and black holy sword, the blackened Arturia sideways missed Lancelot, the black armor on her body shattered, showing a light black gauze.

Wearing a gauze skirt like an evening dress, Artoria left the confused knight behind and walked towards Fang Zheng's position.

"Sure enough, as Merlin said, this guy..."

Staring at Nanye Fangzheng, who was playing with Tamamomae in the distance, the little knight king had a solemn expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the solemnity dissipated in an instant, leaving only a free and easy smile.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter..."

"What does the drudgery of saving the world have to do with me?"

Girl, step forward.

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Chapter [-] Worthless Fake "Subscribe"

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Continental, Vatican—

The pure white sanctuary is decorated with gold, and the believers in white robes look pious and walk on the road of pilgrimage.

Peaceful, holy...

Just standing here and staring at such devout people, my heart seems to be washed.

That is the contagion of religion, people's belief, condensed into a pure aura, that flawless belief, which makes people look forward to, and a little daunting...

"I don't like it here..."

On the top floor of a certain church, under the bell tower, a young man in a priest's costume stared blankly at the coming and going believers with an indifferent look.

He, Kotomine Kirei, was standing in the holy place of Christianity, but he couldn't raise a trace of awe...

"Maybe, I'm not suitable to be a believer at all, right?"

Raising his hand, staring at the lines on his palm, sensing the power surging in his body and the killing intent in his heart, Kotomine Kirei slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the sun-heated window edge, silently saying nothing. .

A deadly breath lingered on him.

At this moment, a gentle and kind magnetic voice broke such a deadly atmosphere:

"You, are you Kotomine Kirei?"

The old bishop dressed in red looked at Kotomine Kirei's back, his dim yellow eyes were full of love.

Without any pretense, he called himself a "shepherd". Since his birth, he has been in the name of the messenger of God, returning the same kindness to the world.

"Yes, I am..."

Turning around, Kotomine Kirei stared at the old man indifferently.

Without disgust or hostility, he said in a business-like tone:

"Where are the Dead Apostles? Do I need to be dispatched?"

"No, it's not those vampires..." The aged cardinal said mildly: "Father Kotomon, your strength in the Church is obvious to all, but before crusade against heretics, you still need to complete a task."

"What?" His brows furrowed slightly, Kotomine Kirei asked indifferently, and the old man said softly:

"The church needs your strength, go back to Fuyuki City, Father Kotomine..."

"Recover the 'Great Holy Grail' and kill all the participants in the Holy Grail War. This is your first task. Don't disappoint God's favor."

"Fuyuki City?" Hearing this, Kotomine Kirei sighed, "I refuse this mission."

"Why? Are you still annoyed by Father Rizheng's sacrifice?" The cardinal said in a persuasive manner: "No need, Father Kotomine, the gods will also allow his shepherds to take revenge and kill heretics. Waiting for the mission of the 'burial agency'."

"..."

Staring at the old bishop, Kotomine Kirei frowned and rolled down from the bell tower.

An indifferent voice echoed from the bell tower:

"For this task, you'd better find something else..."

"..."

Staring at the empty window, the cardinal sighed, and then walked to the church with trembling steps.

"Fuyuki City, what happened..."

The hoarse voice was full of doubts.

"Why, the gods will send revelation?"

However, he knew nothing.

On the other side, Fuyuki City Sonozo Mountain——

Under the lush mountains, in a corner at the foot of the mountain, a dark and deep cave appeared in front of Qiyefang.

Behind him, several heroic spirits under his command were present, but the mercenaries of his "Hand of Thunder" were not seen.

"The Great Holy Grail is here. Facing the mystery of 'magic', no matter how many mortals there are..."

Staring at the dark and deep cave, Fang Zheng said indifferently, behind him, Yuzao Qian was a little puzzled:

"But, isn't it better to use those mercenaries to explore the way?"

"it's not true……"

While speaking, Fang Zheng walked towards the cave, his voice echoed from the narrow cave:

"The Great Holy Grail, which carries the third magic, has been contaminated by evil spirits. Even if more mercenaries are sent to explore the way, it will only be sent to people..."

"I won't let my subordinates die worthless."

In the indifferent voice, there is a decisive meaning, and Fang Zheng walked into the depths of the cave step by step.

Behind him, several heroic spirits followed...

After a while, they were gone.

"This is……"

I don't know when, in front of Qiyefang, it is no longer a solid rock wall, nor a dark space, but a world full of silt...

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Full of malicious mud, churning from the ground, the black mud gathers into the ocean, creating this imaginary world. In the center of this world, a pure white figure is standing.

Against the background of the filthy mud, the pure white figure is extremely holy, like an angel that makes people admire...

"Irisviel..."

Staring at the figure, Fang Zheng murmured subconsciously.

That pure white woman was Irisviel von Einzbern who came to Fuyuki City with Fangzheng.

but……