Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Go back with me?"

The conflict between the two empires has ended, the Demon Pillar has been destroyed, and the Warcraft He is being targeted by Shuoyue and others, and is unable to cause any trouble.

The 'beast' trapped in Nero's body, unable to break free from the seal of the new moon, has been pushed to a dead end step by step like a frog in boiling water, with no chance of recovery.

The stage has come to an end, and the heroine should honestly throw herself into the arms of the hero, utter thought-provoking words of repentance, and finally bow out with the hero amid cheers and flowers, exit the stage, and return to her original life trajectory.

That's how it should be, isn't it?

But even so, Draco remained unmoved, with a cold expression on his face:

"You know what? I really hate this kind of behavior. Standing on the high ground with a sure victory, I talk to myself and show mercy to the loser - I don't realize that I am the one who is going to fall."

The light of the Command Seal lit up on his left hand. Draco looked coldly at the annoying white-haired general and gave the final decree.

"Kill yourself."

Then, there was a "puff" sound.

When the servants came back to their senses from the joy of beating the Demon Pillar, they were shocked to find Draco laughing loudly, and in front of them, Shuoyue turned his palm, pierced his chest, and grasped the spirit core.

Then, crush it into pieces!

Chapter 299 Human evil, cheers!

Chapter 300 Human evil, cheers!

It was like a play that was tragically over-developed, a novel that was suddenly aborted, or even like a deus ex machina - what happened was not only unexpected, but also made people want to bang the table and curse.

What kind of third-rate ending is this!

The Command Spell on the back of Draco's hand had been an open card from the very beginning. Given Shuoyue's personality, how could he not be on guard?

But the absurd thing happened.

Draco casts the Command Spell.

Draco's Command Spell took effect.

Shuoyue crushed his own spirit core.

GG.

It’s like an Easter egg that has been rehearsed countless times, but the suicidal male protagonist will not happily get up and say goodbye to the surprised and delighted audience.

That would be true extinction. Wu'an-kun would return to the Throne of Heroes, and Shuoyue would be protected and teleported to Illya's world, completely estranged from this singularity.

And the one who is still here, Draco...

“Hehe...hahahaha...!” The young beast that broke free from the cage laughed wildly, magic power burning on its body, and its aura rising steadily. This time, it would not be beaten back to its original form because of a bottleneck.

Instead, he broke the seal and removed the shackles in one go!

The newly born beast of the apocalypse roared loudly. At that moment, the earth's crust flipped, and a huge city emerged out of thin air from the magic power and salt flakes. It surrounded it from all directions, sealing the cursed man tightly, and countless viciousness turned into something as if it had substance. The ghosts filled the whole world.

Then, salt powder appeared out of thin air like a blizzard, and then sulfur and fire fell from the sky, completely covering the sinful city.

The city of sin, the fall of Sodom, reappears at this moment!

In the destructive fire that spread like a tide, pillars of salt grew from the ground like a jungle. These miserable creatures transformed by sinners still refused to repent. Even though they were enduring the wrath of Jehovah, they still bowed their heads respectfully to the great witch in the center of the city and allowed the evils of the seven deadly sins to mock each other.

The Whore of Babylon recorded in the Book of Revelation of John, the anti-Messiah, the greatest evil in Christianity.

Unlike the red dragon of Britain, it is a dragon of sin that is considered equivalent to the devil Satan.

Human evil, cheers!

"No... How is that possible!" The doctor exclaimed from the other end of the bracelet, "Not only has it broken through the seal, it has completely regained its original form. The detected strength has increased by more than a hundred times!"

"Be careful, Fujimaru, the one standing before you is a true infant, the beast that holds the principle of corruption, Draco!"

"How did she do it, doctor!" Fujimaru shouted as he arranged for the servants to close the battle line, "Didn't Mr. Sakutsuki seal Draco? Even if the seal is broken, she should have relied on His Majesty Nero to exist. How could it be..."

How could it be possible that the embryo of world destruction was revealed like this!

"I have an idea about this." The doctor did not reply. Instead, a pleasant female voice answered Fujimaru's doubts.

"Even if the destruction of the United Roman Empire is no longer possible, what about the Great Qin? What about the Great Qin that swept across the two Roman Empires and was unrivaled at the time?"

"But, that's just an excuse made up by Mr. Sakutsuki! The so-called country is just a cover!" Fujimaru was shocked.

In Chaldea, the gentle-faced 'Da Vinci' leaned over, leaned in front of the screen and communicator, and said in a serious tone: "Don't make a mistake, Fujimaru, what Draco devoured was not the country, but the prosperity before the ruin."

And wasn't she the one who destroyed the core of the Qin Dynasty, the God of Killing Wu'an Jun?

This is simply the best food for Draco!

"Have you ever foreseen this future, Chaldea, without the Knights of the Stars?"

Bathed in the surging malice, Draco stretched his limbs wantonly, his figure gradually becoming taller and fuller, the eye-catching red dress outlining his overly perfect figure, his upper body was almost naked, with only bright red lines flowing on his chest and neck, and finally spreading to his cheeks.

The animal's ears, symbolizing fall, grow and finally freeze, completing the last puzzle piece of the beast's body.

The woman known as the Whore of Babylon covered her lips with her hand, and with her childlike sparkling eyes, she reflected the light of the stars that blocked her way.

"Although I have lost that pure-hearted girl, I still want to ask you, the stars of Chaldea!"

The sun was being devoured. In the hellish scene of a celestial eclipse, Draco whispered:

"Everything has an end, it is true, but - when everything disappears, who will witness their end?"

"This..." Fujimaru subconsciously wanted to answer, but his experience was still too shallow, so he could only subconsciously repeat the beginning, "This..."

"That's right, there is nothing sadder than this, nothing more miserable than this!" The Master was silent, and Draco smiled triumphantly, "I was born to relieve this sorrow!

"Human principles and human history, you say these are very grand things, and in fact they are indeed extraordinary. Even as mortals, we are running in the legends of the past and fighting side by side with the heroes of the past."

"But even so, you cannot reject my existence, because I am the embodiment of human unconsciousness, a devourer who regards the end of civilization, the best and most prosperous city, as bait!"

The incredibly beautiful woman spread out her hands, holding something that didn't exist in her palms, and declared loudly:

"Isn't Yu the one who can enjoy every last drop of food?"

This is human evil, which is both the driving force behind the development of civilization and the way in which civilization is destroyed!

Endless greed arose from Draco's words, and a chill rose in everyone's hearts, as if the devil beast opened its sparkling innocent eyes and cast its eager eyes towards them, the food.

There is no malice, just like people would not have murderous intentions towards bread or cabbage.

Yes, it's just pure joy.

However, it is that pure feeling that makes people even more chilling!

Looking at this depraved and evil posture, people will unconsciously think of the legend of the great witch of Babylon.

No one knew that it was not Jehovah who destroyed Sodom, but Draco himself who destroyed the most prosperous and corrupt city of that era!

After all, isn't it the cauldron of desire in her hand that secretly makes the "city" prosperous?

"Oh no, the Holy Grail!" The doctor interrupted the conversation forcefully, speaking in a hurried tone, "Fujimaru, we can't let Draco snatch the Holy Grail from Shuoyue's hand! Otherwise, the source of pure magic power will deteriorate and become a corrupted Holy Grail that makes desire boil endlessly!"

“Hahaha, too late!” Without waiting for Fujimaru to react, Draco laughed loudly, raised his fingertips, and summoned a large golden cup from the void—

's phantom.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the Holy Grail carrying the singularity disappeared like a bubble, as if it had been buried with the death of Shuo Yue.

After a long silence, Draco showed a cold smile on his face and licked the corner of his mouth.

"As expected of you, Shuoyue..."

Chapter 300 Cause of Death: Forced Kiss

Chapter 301 Cause of Death: Forced Kiss

[The spiritual foundation has been broken]

[Disarming the pseudo-weapon...Disarming successful]

[Sending the soul back...sending successfully]

[Successfully returned to the original world line! 】

The familiar feeling of weightlessness disappeared, Shuoyue opened his eyes, and what came into view was an exquisite and elegant hotel room.

Instead of returning to the church, and fearing that his secret would be discovered at Illya's house, Shuoyue chose to go to the singularity in this state.

But I didn't expect that I would return in such an embarrassing manner.

"Warcraft, huh?" Shuoyue whispered, with no resentment shown on his face, he just calmly recalled the omissions in that confrontation.

Although to outsiders it seemed that Draco had merely used the Command Spell and Shuoyue had obediently chosen to commit suicide, in fact, only the two of them knew the fierce tug of war that took place.

Just as Fujimaru firmly believed, how could Shuoyue not be prepared against that Command Spell?

When Draco finally used the Command Seals, Shuoyue quickly communicated with the Holy Grail, using the mystery of the Holy Grail and the characteristics of the job to resist the coercive force of the Command Seals.

And Shuoyue was once close to success, but a single Command Spell was not enough to control the Avengers who possessed the Holy Grail.

But his master is not a simple magician, but a beast, the embodiment of human evil, and the original owner of the Holy Grail.

How could Draco waste this Command Spell?

So when Shuo Yue was stuck in a confrontation with the Command Spell and could not move, the few remaining monsters suddenly moved.

As followers of the fallen beast, they themselves represent the 'Seven Deadly Sins' and are the embodiment of low desires.

Greed, pride, laziness, envy, gluttony, anger...

At that moment, they exploded on their own, transformed into the purest original sin, flowed into Shuoyue's body, and shook his emotions.

After a brief moment of shock, Shuoyue let the blood flow back, letting the murderous aura fill his body and stopping the depravity of his emotions. Even though his spirit was affected by the murderous aura and severe pain spread, he remained indifferent.

As long as he survives this, Draco will no longer have the strength to resist——

!!!

In a corner where no one was watching, the beauty leaned over. Her body, soft and boneless, became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Just because Draco hugged Shuoyue, propped up his chin with his fingers, and lowered his head.

There was a soft touch covering his lips, so cold and rough, like a little dragon full of hostility and possessiveness, biting at the man who was entangled with fate.

Even if it's only a brief moment, before they separate, you can still feel the love burning like a flame hidden under the cold mask.

The embodiment of lust, the great temptress Draco.

Her passionate kiss completely broke down Shuoyue's psychological defenses.

The mind is shaken, the soul is shaken,

The demon beasts invaded, the Command Spells spread like a maggot attached to the bones, the light of the Holy Grail receded again and again, and finally it was forced back into the Atlas of Destiny with a wail.

A sigh came from his soul. As a servant, he finally followed the same fate as always.

"Kill yourself."

The soft lips had already separated, and Draco pulled away without any reluctance, issuing the command again.

So, the white-haired general thrust his hand into his chest and crushed the spirit core.

It was only then that the servants, who were obscured by the aura of the Demon Pillar, turned around belatedly.

Full of shock, I witnessed the collapse of the building.

"Oh, I was kissed forcefully. I'm so angry. When will we men be able to stand up again..."

Having said that, Shuoyue had to rub his face with his hands to hide the strange curve that subconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Even though he was treated terribly by the big dog and died a singular death, he was in an extremely good mood and almost wanted to sing.

It seemed like someone finally couldn't stand the way he was still showing off even after his death, and sleepiness suddenly came over him like a tide.

"Fuck, today is the check-out date..." Before he could say anything more, Shuoyue closed his eyes and fell into layers of dreams, losing consciousness.

That is the call from the valley of death.

When Shuoyue opened his eyes, an old man holding a worn-out sword and with blue flames burning on his body was already standing quietly in front of him.

"Wang Hassan... actually took the initiative to pull me into the dream. What is he trying to do?" Looking at the old man of the mountain who was full of oppression, Shuoyue was not afraid of him and just smiled bitterly.

Although it is not written, after the first encounter with the Old Man in the Mountains and his head being chopped off, Shuoyue will inevitably meet him, fight with him, and then be defeated every night thereafter, just like the ultimate boss guarding the end in the little garden of the Souls series.

After being shown 108 ways to die, Shuoyue didn't develop any premonition of death. He simply gave up the idea of ​​winning and simply regarded it as an experience, hoping that his death would not be too tragic.