If you really can't, then destroying it is also impossible. "

After Masamune gave Saber a word of comfort, he walked towards the Holy Grail, but——

"Bang--"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, Masamune turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Arturia who was attacking him from behind with the sword of victory.

But before he could ask anything, Artoria's breath changed and became violent—violent.

Not only that, the blue armor and golden holy sword on her body were also blackened by the dirty magic at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dull hair on the head, which symbolized the glory of the king, also drooped weakly, and turned black together with the original blond hair, disappearing without a trace.

"Huh? Huh————?!"

Seeing this scene, Zhengzong didn't understand what happened, and he forcibly suppressed the question that almost came out of his mouth, and he could only complain embarrassingly.

"Is it really the main body?!"

"Hahaha—hahaha! Didn't expect that?"

Emiya Kiritsugu who suddenly appeared was covered in black mud, and laughed happily.

Masamune raised his hand to block the slash from Black Saber, feeling the tyranny of the force while slandering that the blackness was three times stronger, while squinting his eyes to look at the "Emiya Kiritsugu" who appeared.

"So that's it, is it Angola Mainyu..."

Angra Mainu, who had the appearance of Emiya Kiritsugu, smiled irresistibly: "You can treat me as Emiya Kiritsugu, and it's completely fine——"

"Why, it feels good to face swords with old friends?!"

'Emiya Kiritsugu' raised his head, showing a distorted smile:

"Next, enjoy the destruction of the world with your friends. Of course, the premise is that you will not die under her sword, hahaha..."

"Hey—what are you being so arrogant about, you mentally handicapped one?"

"--Varied……?"

Angola Mainyu, who was still smiling, froze when he heard the voice approaching.

Before he could ask a question, he felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer on the face and fell hard.

Its body shattered the boulder and made a thunderous bang. At this time, the sound of breaking through the air and the sonic boom of kicking could be heard, showing the speed and strength.

After finishing this kick, Masamune held the Immortal Blade to resist the attack of the chasing Saber.

While shaking off the black mud on the shoes with a disgusted expression, he sarcastically said with a look of foolish eyes:

"It's fine if you control the black Saber to fight with me, but if you have to run to the center of the battlefield and pretend to be B, what are you pretending to do?"

Chapter 113 Chapter 57 Youth Midnight

"Damn, damn, damn! Almost, why did you come to hinder me—a lackey of restraint!!!"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was missing half of his face, roared angrily, and his body quickly recovered with the supplement of black mud.

After all, the authenticity is a sudden extra servant, and it is understandable that the thugs sent by Angola Mainu as restraining power are also understandable.

And the "evil of this world" in the Holy Grail seems to be also angry, the black mud in the sky and the black mud on the ground suddenly become violent and boiling.

The black mud polluted by the curse of "the evil of this world" formed a torrent like a waterfall, washing away the pre-arranged dams around the altar.

It seems to want to speed up the descent of the Holy Grail.

But Masamune doesn't have the extra time to worry about it now. According to the law that blackening is ten times stronger, Saber has been freed from the constraints of followers after blackening.

Not only the full attribute has also reached the level A that is not weaker than the authentic one, but with the continuous supply of magic power from the Holy Grail, the release of magic power is used as a flat A level.

In a short period of time, he actually suppressed the authentic fight abruptly.

"Tsk, it's troublesome now..."

Looking at the black Saber in front of him, Masamune couldn't help but click his tongue.

The opponent's original sky blue and silver armor had turned black like ink, with scarlet blood lines climbing on it, bringing a twisted malice to people.

Even the sword of the oath of victory, which represents victory and hope, has become full of ominous, just like Berserker Lancelot before.

The green eyes that were originally as bright as jewels no longer had the aura of the past, but were filled with hatred and killing intent, and the clear fighting spirit became violent.

But vaguely, Masamune could notice a brief struggle in Black Saber's eyes, and even his movements would become stiff.

Seeing this scene, Zhengzong was overjoyed and could only smile helplessly.

It would be fine if Saber's will was completely distorted. At that time, he could directly zoom in and kill her, and the servants would not perish anyway.

But it made it more difficult for him to make a decision without the other party's consciousness disappearing.

This is like a friend who has become a zombie, and a friend who is about to become a zombie, and the latter is undoubtedly more embarrassing.

After all, the latter might be able to be rescued.

"Why can't I be repaired, why am I not the male lead of light novels?!"

While dodging Black Saber's fierce attack, Masamune held his mouth and complained:

"Otherwise I should rush up and hug her right now, and then talk about our feelings for each other, and finally successfully awaken her consciousness or something...

Damn it, if it was a certain local dog, it would definitely do this, right? "

Zhengzong rolled several times to the side in a bit of embarrassment, dodged the oncoming light cannon, and sighed deeply while holding the immortal blade:

"The appearance of a woman in distress is really powerful, give me one too."

Angola Mainyu, who was much smarter and hid in the distance, also showed a gloomy sneer.

"Oh, no one can stop me from taking revenge on this world, and neither can you.

Give an order in the name of the Command Seal——Saber, kill him.

Give the order again in the name of the Command Seal——I want you to destroy the enemies in front of you.

Finally, give an order in the name of the command spell—let the world feel the pain! ! ! "

The strengthening of three consecutive command spells was used by Angola Mainu without any distress. After all, as long as Zhengzong was killed, no one could stop him.

At that time, it doesn't matter whether Saber exists or not.

Even if he continues to live, it won't affect the final result, so Angola Mainyu doesn't need to be as meticulous as Emiya Kiritsugu.

And Masamune himself complained: You are also Payne? At the same time, it is a bit hard to say. After blackening, the magic power provided by the Holy Grail, and the strengthening of the three command spells, the strength of Black Saber has broken through at this time. Skyrim is gone.

If it weren't for the thickest armor on his body, he really might not be able to withstand Saber's severe beating.

"This Nima is outrageous!"

Zhengzong, who had once again experienced the baptism of a wave of light cannon, couldn't help becoming frustrated.

It is too much to release the magic power as a level A, but now Heida is completely using the light cannon as a level A, who can stand it?

"Oh, I can't help it..."

Zhengzong let out a deep breath, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp. He raised the tip of the Immortal Blade, and said softly in a low and slightly hoarse voice:

"Sorry, that's all I can do."

"Comprehend the mercy of the king of the gods."

"Indra, take a good look at it."

"Extinction, that is, a stab here."

"Burn it all—'Sun, obey..."

"No!!!" A shrill cry interrupted the authenticity suddenly, and the white-haired woman who suddenly appeared was Mrs. Alice Fell who was supposed to wait for the end of the war in the safe zone.

"Ai Li? Why are you here?" Zhengzong asked with a bewildered expression, and then he looked at Angola Mainyu standing in the distance in shock, and complained from the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, how did you come here? The villain ignored such a critical moment. If no one came to the final battlefield, you really are the protagonist, right?"

Irisviel didn't answer the authentic words, but walked slowly towards Heida with a sad expression on her face.

"Ai Li, she is no longer the Saber you know..."

Zhengzong, who originally wanted to say this, just watched the unarmed wife walk up to Heidai intact, and stroked Heidai's slightly ferocious face with his white and tender fingers.

And Heida, who was supposed to kill her with a single sword, not only lowered his sword, but also gradually softened his face.

The scene suddenly transitioned from a bloody battle to a youthful love, and it was a little orange...

Zhengzong, whose eyes were about to pop out, couldn't help but swear:

"I'm dnmd, are you all on the hook? Special attack on the stupid king?"

And the other one who was confused was Angola Mainyu, who was clamoring just now that no one could stop him.

Having never seen the world, he is destined not to understand the power of flag poisonous milk.

Just now it was clear that the overall situation has been decided, but now how to save Daju has been decided...

"This is impossible, Saber, kill this damned woman in front of you!"

Angola Mainu roared full of hatred and anger, but was greeted with an authentic scorching death stare.

"Damn!"

Angola Mainu stared at Zhengzong viciously after taking an eye shot. In just a short while, his body was completely repaired by the black mud.

However, the person facing him was walking slowly with the Immortal Blade in hand, with a grin on the corner of his mouth, which was more villainous than him.

"Sa, count your sins in detail!"

Chapter 114 Chapter 58

Angora Mainu howled and turned into ashes in the scorching heat and stream of the sun's fire, but this was at best the malice that flowed out was wiped out.

The real big head is still in the black "sun" in mid-air.

But Zhengzong turned his head and glanced at the two wives who were still orange, and found that no one paid attention to him at all.

He could only sigh helplessly, and then resolutely jumped into the Holy Grail full of black mud...

Of course, Zhengzong is not looking for death, but the black mud can't bring him too much trouble.

The flames with the divinity of the sun can overcome all crooked ways, and the sun-shaped armor can overcome malicious curses, and the rest can only affect Zhengzong a little bit.

Although the orthodox who inherited everything from Karna did not have his indomitable and firm will, it was not too unbearable.

It's better to say that this kind of moderate influence actually helped him temper himself just right.

After staying in place for a while, Zhengzong within the two lines of defense could completely ignore the malicious influence, and showed a disdainful smile towards the black mud still surging around him.

However, Zhengzong also discovered another thing that was somewhat unexpected.

That is, Angolan Manuel, who was supposed to have the home court advantage, didn't seem to have any strong moves, and didn't even come out to make a noise...

"It's not right, logically speaking, he should take revenge on me while being impotent and furious, why is he so quiet?

Moreover, the evil in this world should have completely descended with the Holy Grail, so why does it seem to be restricted by something instead?

Is it..."

Zhengzong, who had guessed a little of the truth, couldn't help but quicken his pace, and soon, he verified his guess in a burst of light.

"It really is you who can do such a thing—the creator of the Holy Grail, Justesa von Einzbern."

As expected, a woman with almost exactly the same height as his wife, wearing a gorgeous dress, guarded the core of the Holy Grail in a ray of light.

No, rather than saying that Justesa is guarding the core, it is better to say that she is the true core of the Holy Grail.

Because the Great Holy Grail was created based on the idea of ​​dismantling her magic circuit and magically replacing the human universe——.

Facing the visitor, Justesa slightly opened her red lips, and then a sweet voice full of intelligence, just like his wife's, sounded.

"Unfortunately, winner, the Holy Grail in this form can no longer wish."

In this regard, Zhengzong, who had expected it for a long time, shrugged and answered calmly:

"My purpose is not to make a wish for some holy grail, but to achieve a miracle—the third dharma cup."

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