The gods descend into reality

"But could you do me a favor? Help me find a young man who is with two Heroic Spirits and a little girl," Cú Chulainn said, scratching his head with a troubled expression.

Then, as if sensing something, he slightly turned his body to the side.

"Bang~"

The underground water pipe was spraying water right where Cú Chulainn had been standing.

Archer......

Rin Tohsaka...

"Damn it, even if we're looking for someone, they should have some other distinguishing features. With just this one thing, who knows where to even begin?" Rin Tohsaka couldn't help but curse.

"Special features, huh?" Cú Chulainn glanced at Rin Tohsaka's slightly heaving chest.

"The little girl has really big breasts!"

Rin Tohsaka...

Ughhhhh, I feel like you, you pervert in that blue bodysuit, are targeting me!

The bustling ruins of the Matou family, No. 281

At the entrance to Emiya's house.

"Ha~ Sakura, you've been staying out all night for so many days, so you really did come here."

A boy in a school uniform, who looked a bit roguish, said with a displeased expression.

"Brother, my senior and I are just—"

Opposite the roguish man was a beautiful young woman with long purple hair, exuding the qualities of a married woman. At this moment, the young woman's face was full of panic.

"Alright, alright, it's understandable that my little sister is growing up and wants to find a boyfriend, but I want to become her Master."

The roguish man was only halfway through his sentence when flames suddenly shot into the sky ahead.

"Brother, the direction of that explosion looks like your house!"

Shinji Matou...

The Matou family.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, bring it on, you two little mice! Use all your strength and cunning to please me!"

In the firelight, Gilgamesh's loud laughter rang out.

The transparent treasure, with dozens of layers of defense around its body, slowly revealed its shape.

Although he hasn't revealed his true name, even his basic defensive capabilities are quite formidable. At this moment, Gilgamesh is practically a mobile fortress.

"To possess so many Noble Phantasms at the same time, you must be the oldest king."

Having had its body destroyed for who knows how many times, the Crest Worms screamed as they reformed into Zouken Matou's body.

Zouken Matou's lips twitched as he looked at the dozens of Noble Phantasms covering Gilgamesh's body.

Even though I had guessed who the other person was, it was still too overpowered!

The Crest Worms screamed in the sea of ​​fire, but Zouken Matou had no time to pay attention to them. If he thought about it carefully...

This king seems to have appeared in the last Holy Grail War.

However, the current Gilgamesh is quite different from the Gilgamesh of ten years ago.

I remember that during the last Holy Grail War, Gilgamesh always liked to stand on a lamppost and wore the same golden armor. Now, however, he has changed quite a bit and I almost didn't recognize him.

Well, he's gone from a high-profile nouveau riche to a nouveau riche who pretends to be low-key.

However, the battle did not become simpler after the enemy's identity was revealed; on the contrary, it became even more difficult.

With a treasure vault containing the prototypes of all the world's magical artifacts, plus layers of protection, it is already invincible from the start, unless the opponent runs out of magic power. However, judging from the current state of this king, it is clearly impossible for him to run out of magic power.

Okay~

Muttering to himself, Zouken Matou looked at Hassan Sabah beside him.

In an instant, boundless magical power surged from Zouken Matou's body.

Over the years, he has survived for hundreds of years by constantly transferring his soul. In that time, even a pig could become a spirit, let alone a magician as talented as himself.

Even though he has spent most of his time on things like how to achieve immortality, the magic he has accumulated over two hundred years is enough to surpass that of ninety-nine percent of magicians.

With his magic power unleashed at full force, Hassan-Sabbah, as a Servant, saw all his basic attributes rise by a level almost instantly.

However, Hassan al-Sabah was...

They did not rush to cause trouble for Gilgamesh.

With so many protective Noble Phantasms surrounding him, even without unleashing his full power, it would be impossible for an assassin to defeat him head-on.

Delusional heart sounds!

The next moment, a phantom heart appeared before Hassan Sabah.

A terrifying, inhuman hand slowly extended, and the next moment it gripped the heart tightly.

The so-called delusional mental imagery involves projecting the target of the murder into a mirror and then using etheric blocks to create a "dual existence" that is identical to the target of the murder from its mirror image.

The dual existence possesses the property of resonating with the real object. If the dual existence is harmed, the real object will also be injured. By tearing open the simulated heart of the object created from it, the object will die with only its heart destroyed, seemingly without any external damage.

No amount of armor is effective against delusional mental sounds.

Zouken Matou finally breathed a sigh of relief when Hassan Sabah finally grasped the illusory heart.

For most Servants, Delusional Thoughts is undoubtedly a Noble Phantasm of the ultimate killing power.

But it is not insurmountable.

Extremely high luck can grant immunity to such attacks. In addition, if the opponent forcibly interrupts the release of Hassan's Noble Phantasm with a fierce attack while Hassan is activating it, then such attacks can naturally also be avoided.

From the moment Hassan unleashed his Noble Phantasm, he had been on guard against Gilgamesh's interruption.

If the opponent wants to make a move, then I am responsible for holding them off for a while until Hassan releases his Noble Phantasm, then that will be fine.

However, Gilgamesh remained as arrogant as ever, actually watching Hassan unleash his Noble Phantasm.

Right.

Historically, Hassan was an organization, and each generation of Hassan possessed its own unique Noble Phantasm. It would be extremely difficult for any opponent to find out which Hassan they were referring to.

"Crunch~"

The sound of a heart rupturing rang out, and Zouken Matou breathed his last.

"You may be a powerful king, but if your heart ruptures, even you probably wouldn't survive."

Zouken Matou chuckled, his withered, branch-like face full of smugness.

Being able to defeat such a powerful opponent is quite exciting, even to myself.

"Ha~"

Gilgamesh then gave a disdainful smile.

"Why...why can you still—"

Who do you take me for?

Gilgamesh took out a small mirror from his pocket, which was covered with Chinese characters.

"The Heart-Protecting Mirror is a treasure from the Celestial Empire, a magical artifact specifically designed to protect the heart."

Hassan al-Sabah...

Matou Zouken...

"go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zouken Matou gave the order.

Hassan then grabbed Matou Zouken and tried to run away.

For a hero, running away is undoubtedly shameful.

However, in the face of a battle with absolutely no hope of victory, it would be foolish to stay and fight the enemy knowing that one is no match for them.

Over two hundred years, Zouken Matou had long since seen through many things; only those who survived could talk about anything else.

“If you had left from the beginning, you might have been able to escape, but now that there’s such a commotion here, how could you possibly leave?” Gilgamesh didn’t look at the old insect but instead looked at a certain point in the void.

Suddenly, a foot appeared in the gap and stepped out. Hassan, who was about to escape, immediately took a step back, but the foot seemed to have crossed the void and landed directly on Hassan's body.

"Bang~"

Like a cannonball, Hassan's body crashed violently to the ground.

"You want to escape? Did you ask me first?"

Xiao Se and his group appeared.

"It's just killing an old bug, yet so many people have come. Since you're here, let's all come out and talk."

Xiao Se looked around at the empty space and laughed.

Chapter 282 Rin Tohsaka's Tragedy

The innate beings in the world of Pili are completely different from those in the ordinary martial arts world.

In the ordinary world, most people's innate abilities are bridges connecting heaven and earth, allowing their internal energy to undergo a qualitative change and enter a new realm.

But those born with innate abilities are completely different.

The ability to be a unified whole, forming its own world, is the best explanation for the confrontation with the innate beings.

A person born in the pre-heaven state can be seen as a small perfection, which is why there is a saying that one will suffer calamities upon birth.

After all, if you live in seclusion in the mountains, you have already reached the state of perfect unity and will not be disturbed by other causes and effects. Being alone, you will naturally not be able to find the calamity. But if you enter the world...

The mortal world is a melting pot of desires and chaos, rife with cause and effect, and filled with the aura of impending doom.

Regardless of the possibility, the final result is that the innate state of perfect unity of human beings is broken, inevitably incurring karmic debts to heaven and earth, and thus, suffering calamity becomes inevitable.

Because innate beings are a self-contained primordial entity, they are worthy of the name "innate." It is also because of this that they are extremely sensitive to external energies. Unless they cultivate a special technique, it is almost impossible for them to hide from Xiao Se.

"Hey, don't go out, you pervert in the blue bodysuit—"

As a haughty voice rang out, three figures slowly emerged from the darkness.