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However, he was betrayed by his own disciple Phadius.

A wave of righteous backstabs came directly.

"Fadius... that's not your real name... you young man... which side are you on?!"

"Well... we're not a group of magicians, so I hope you don't mind. We have to be careful when dealing with monsters like you from Britain."

There was a solemn look in Fadius' eyes.

Even after taking out the heart of the British magician, he still maintained his attitude of not letting up.

You know, facing these guys who master ancient mysteries.

If they are not careful, they will be the ones who die.

Chapter 534: Even Magicians Are Different [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]

“As for who we are?

We are an organization affiliated with the United States, but some of our members happen to be magicians. From the very beginning, I have been a spy planted by the United States in Britain.

However, the King of Britain is truly remarkable, as dangerous as the legend says. He has forced us to abandon all our pawns and take drastic measures."

"I see, you've been a spy for the Ugly Country from the very beginning... In terms of espionage... I lose to you.

But do you really think you can stop anything? Don't think no one knows what you are doing!

You are not the only ones who are planning this!"

Langgel had blood in his mouth but a smile on his face.

This disturbed Fadius.

There was fanaticism in that cold gaze, as if the old man was not looking at the disciple who had betrayed him, but was looking up and worshiping a more sacred and inviolable existence in the distance.

"Hahahahaha! You can't win! You absolutely can't win! You little brat! Soon, you'll realize how ignorant and stupid you are!"

Langer laughed wildly.

He didn't care about the big hole in his chest at all, and suddenly opened his hands to pull the transparent and sharp ether line.

In an instant, all the trees within ten meters were cut into pieces.

It was as if an invisible monster was closing its huge jaws and biting and chewing part of the forest.

"........."

Fadius did not move.

While engaging in the magician's mutual deception, Langer had already been defeated by the man in front of him.

At the moment when the ether thread was about to tear the man apart—

Suddenly, a weak shock shot into the side of the old magician's head, and everything came to an end at that moment.

boom--! !

A heavy cracking sound was heard.

The bullet easily penetrated the old man's skull, and the lead body scattered with deceleration, burning the sea of brain marrow while jumping and flying.

The bullet that did not penetrate twisted and bounced repeatedly in the old man's brain, and his body suddenly stopped moving.

Then - the old man looked clearly dead at first glance, but dozens of bullets were still fired at him in pursuit.

The directions were not the same, which was enough to show that the snipers came from more than ten locations with coordinated firing intervals.

This is clear overkill and wilful destruction.

The old body danced like a puppet on a string to the rhythm, and the weak limbs slowly rose.

With red foam as the background.

It dances around with a clattering sound.

Finally, he fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, motionless.

"......"

Fadius said nothing until the end.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say it, but that he can’t.

If you look closely, you will find dozens of etheric lines covering the vital points of his hands, feet, and neck.

A millimeter closer and they would have chopped Fadius into a pile of meat sauce like tofu.

The best example is trees that were previously cut down and laid to rest.

"Damn...these British monsters...!"

At some point, Fadius's back was soaked with cold sweat and his face turned pale.

He had clearly prepared to this point.

Even the old magician's heart, the source of his magic power, was taken out, but he still almost lost his life.

It's hard to imagine facing off against the Age of Gods magician.

How many times do I have to die?

What's even more outrageous is that the person who was shot was just a puppet, not Langgel himself.

Men in camouflage uniforms dispersed in groups of dozens in the forest behind Fadius.

The troops uniformly wore black masks that exposed their eyes, and they all held in their hands crudely designed yet sophisticated black objects - assault rifles with silencers.

Not to mention the men's expressions, it was impossible to even tell their race. One of them approached Fadius, straightened his posture, saluted him, and said, "Report, there's nothing unusual around here."

"Ah, thank you for your hard work, but be careful. You don't know much about magicians, and you don't know what kind of existence the magicians in Britain are..."

Fadius spoke softly to his subordinates with an inversely proportional attitude.

He removed the etheric cords from his body.

This is what is meant by surviving a disaster.

The men in military uniforms who had been scattered around him had now lined up neatly and listened to Fadius' words in silence.

"Although ordinary magicians are not wizards, that only applies to magicians from the outside world. When dealing with magicians from Britain, we must be extremely cautious.

Let me think...you can treat ordinary magicians as serial killers. And British magicians, you can treat them as demons and monsters in mythology.

The gap between us and them is so huge that even if some of them have their heads chopped off and their bodies torn into pieces, they may not die..."

Fadius said as he walked over to the old man's body.

Then he went on to say:

"Ordinary magi are vulnerable to anti-tank rifles, and a direct hit from a missile would generally result in their death. However, these British monsters are an exception."

"...Excuse me, what does this mean, Master Fadius?"

Fadius threw a part of the corpse to one of his subordinates, laughing.

The subordinate took the body without changing his expression and stared at the piece of flesh that he had originally thought was just a part of the fingertip.

Then, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak: "What the hell!!"

The cross-section of the meat illuminated by the light was indeed bright red, and the bones were indeed exposed. However, there was one decisive difference.

The delicate capillaries in the flesh and bones are like wriggling maggots and poisonous snakes.

They still have life and are still alive.

The blood-red nematode was tearing at the man's military uniform.

This scared the man so much that he subconsciously threw it away.

He was afraid that the next moment these bloodworms would go through his eyes and drill into his brain.

"How should I put it? Even his blood vessels, aside from his magic circuits, have been nurtured by magic. Mr. Langer has come to Snowfield City armed to the teeth."

Fadius squatted down and looked at the old man's body on the ground.

"However, this is just a puppet. After all, Mr. Langer is a shrewd and calculating intelligence officer affiliated with MI5.

He's not the fool who would let his real self come to a place like this. Right now, his real self is probably somewhere in the association's branch, or yelling in anger in his workshop.

Chapter 535: Undercurrents surge, drama unfolds [Please subscribe! Please give flowers! ]

“Puppet… How… How is this possible!?”

“Oh, his skills are really amazing, he actually produced a puppet of this level this time.

Even if he's been beaten like this, as long as these magic circuits find a host, they can survive. They'll probably be fully recovered in a few days and continue participating in the investigation. He really wants to complete the mission. Who is he trying to take credit for?"

Fadius spoke as if it had nothing to do with him.

However, the subordinates standing by felt horrified.

That old man doesn't look human at all.

It's more like the kind of devil you see in science fiction blockbusters, a demon that can survive by occupying someone else's body even if it is torn to pieces.

"If that's the case, then wouldn't the entire conversation just now have been leaked?"

"It doesn't matter. It's all within my expectations~."

"ah........-.?"

"The reason I told him so much was so that he could bring the news to the association and the church."

Fadius before engaging in a bloody fight with Rumble.

We talked about the Holy Grail War.

Because the system created by Machiri, Einzbern, and Tōsaka is too sophisticated, it is impossible to perfectly replicate it.

Although Fadius intended to launch the Holy Grail War in a perfect replica, the Third Holy Grail War, which he used as a reference for the simulation system, encountered many problems and ultimately could only produce a defective product like this.

Fortunately, holding the Holy Grail War is not a problem.

This Holy Grail War is not fought by seven knights, but by thirteen. This is a Holy Grail War fought by only one Saber.

"—Because, this is our way... a warning and announcement to all magi."

Fadius stood on a pool of blood formed by the accumulation of fake flesh.

He said with a satisfied smile.

Then, start with this day, this moment.

——The feast where humans and heroic spirits dance on the stage of the false Holy Grail begins.

London, Clock Tower.

The state machinery and the Magic Association, which received the order, cooperated with each other, and the two major organizations inside and outside were operating at a rapid speed.

Intelligence from various sources on the other side of the earth continued to arrive.

The magicians processed the information busily and orderly.

There is a time difference between London and Snowfield.

Before the students of the Clock Tower even knew whether their morning classes had begun, the Holy Grail War had already begun in the desert of Snowfield.

This is the first time in decades that Britain has organized and mobilized from top to bottom.

It was like a steel giant that had been silent for a long time suddenly awakened.

The dull roar made people's hearts tremble, and a surge of excitement rippled in their chests.

There is no other reason, just that one -

This Holy Grail War is the war that the king must participate in, and they want to make the king's first victory even more glorious and dazzling!

"Well? Didn't that brat see through you?"

"Ha, being deceived once is enough. If I can still be seen through in this situation, I might as well offer my head to my king."

"Hahahahaha, looks like it went well!

Hey, that guy Kenneth really seized the opportunity, and Lorelei, she actually got to participate in the Holy Grail War with the King... Humph, a poor idiot like me who was a step behind can only sit back and watch the association."