They already have a chat group, why bother with the plot?

Looking at his mentor's corpse, Kirei Kotomine had some doubts.

Can he really handle Gilgamesh?

Putting everything else aside, just that terrifying mana consumption alone would be too much for him to handle.

Kotomine Risei was also having second thoughts.

Having a child late in life, he was unwilling to let Kirei Kotomine take any risks.

Otherwise, forget it?

Chapter 247

"Oh!"

Just as the father and son fell silent, an explosion was suddenly heard outside the church.

"who!?"

Both of them were startled and quickly ran out of the church.

Stepping out of the church, the first thing you see is a figure wielding a greatsword, shrouded in black mist, fighting against more than a dozen assassins.

"Berserker?!"

Upon seeing that figure, the two men froze, both showing surprise.

Kotomine Risei was particularly incredulous, thinking that the Masters participating in this Holy Grail War had gone mad.

This is church property; openly attacking church personnel is a grave sin!

These assassins are no match for the berserk Lancelot.

Even when a dozen people ganged up on one person, Lancelot remained calm and composed.

With a single sword strike, he effortlessly cleaved an assassin in two from head to toe.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

"Father, you should leave now."

Knowing full well that it was only a matter of time before Lancelot ended the battle, Kirei Kotomine stepped forward.

He shielded Kotomine Risei behind him, adopting a Bajiquan stance.

He had decided that when Assassin failed, he would become the last line of defense.

Seeing his son's behavior, Kotomine Ryougi was very pleased.

In his eyes, Kirei Kotomine has always been a saint who has silently dedicated himself to the church.

Great! Glorious! Righteous!

But as a father, how could Kotomine Risei allow his son to die without an heir?

Not to mention that he had a son late in life, so he cherished Kirei Kotomine very much.

Bypassing Kirei Kotomine, Risuke Kotomine stepped forward.

Looking at the surrounding darkness, hidden by the night and seemingly bottomless, he shouted angrily:

"Berserker, and the Master behind Berserker, this is under the jurisdiction of the Holy Church. I am the supervisor of this Holy Grail War appointed by the Church."

"Berserker's Master, do you intend to defy the rules of the Holy Grail War?!"

however

His response was once again Berserker's relentless attacks.

In just a moment, another assassin met his tragic end in the Northwest.

Seeing that the other party was still doing things their own way, Yan Fengli frowned even more.

As he clenched his fist, he warned again:

"I'm giving you one last chance, Berserker's Master. If you don't stop now, I will issue orders to the other Masters to hunt you down as the supervisor of this Holy Grail War!"

Upon hearing this, the Berserker, who was in a frenzy, actually stopped what he was doing.

See this

Kotomine Risuke breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s good to be afraid.

That means there's room for discussion.

I'm afraid of those crazy people who don't care about anything.

"Hand over Tokiomi Tohsaka."

From the shadows came the voice of Matou Kariya.

"impossible."

Kotomine Risuke was taken aback, then spoke without thinking.

"Then go to hell!"

Matou Kariya had no intention of wasting words.

He wouldn't give a friendly look to any of Tokiomi Tohsaka's attempts to help him.

Kotomine Risei's face froze instantly.

……

In the world of imaginary numbers

The space was vibrating, and Ea was humming.

The attack it released easily tore through space and hurtled towards Ling Yu, as if it wanted to grind him into mincemeat just like the space itself had been shattered.

Above the calamity, the dazzling core was illuminated, and orange-gold flames spontaneously ignited from the greatsword.

Ling Yu held the greatsword high with one hand.

The dazzling light was like a bright sun, making it difficult to look directly at.

Next second

A soft shout came from Ling Yu's mouth.

"Skyfire—unsheathed!"

Swish!

boom--! ! !

The sound of the greatsword falling rang out, followed by a deafening explosion.

The flames surged forth, like a long-accumulated underwater volcano erupting in a single burst.

The scorching heat brought about extreme destruction.

It was an even more spectacular and massive sea of ​​fire than a tsunami.

The earth, the space, everything was burning.

Like the afterglow released when an ancient star explodes, it illuminates the entire imaginary world in an instant.

Unlike Jin Shanshan Ea's single-target attack, Ling Yu's Heavenly Fire Unleashed is a group attack.

Therefore, the two men made contact with each other during their attacks.

Jin Shanshan's expression changed.

This was because Ling Yu's attack directly shattered Ea's world-splitting strike and covered it up.

With overwhelming force, it roared towards him without stopping.

Feeling the hot wind rushing towards him, Gilgamesh had no doubt that if he were hit, he could obediently go back to Valhalla to sleep.

Therefore, Gilgamesh decisively shouted, "Friends, help me!"

In an instant, the Lock of Heaven appeared, wrapping around Gilgamesh's arm just before the flames engulfed him, and pulling him into the sky.

In mid-air, Gilgamesh, who had been pulled up by the Chains of Heaven, felt a heat in his lower body. Looking down, he saw a scene that could only be described as hell.

Boiling magma lies on the viscous earth.

The scorching heat burned through the void.

The temperature is so high that it's like the surface of the sun; an ordinary person would be vaporized simply by getting close.

Gilgamesh's lips twitched, and he shifted his gaze toward the direction from which the attack was coming.

At the far end, there was a man holding a sword in one hand.

On the scorched earth, he planted his greatsword in the ground. The embers of the flames danced in the air, exuding calm and majesty. He raised his head slightly, his fiery red eyes meeting those of the golden glitter.

Gilgamesh had no choice but to admit it.

Right now,

Ling Yu is even stronger!

"The victory has been decided."

Looking at Jin Shanshan, whose hand was bound by the Heavenly Lock and who was hanging in mid-air, Ling Yu smiled slightly.

Then he pressed his left hand forward.

In an instant, endless cold air spread, accompanied by a cracking sound, and in the blink of an eye, the bubbling lava ground was frozen.

The icy blue ice crystals encased the fiery red magma, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene, like a fine work of art.

Under Ling Yu's control, the temperature in the air began to decrease and quickly returned to normal.

"He's a real monster."

Seeing this, Gilgamesh muttered to himself.

Ice and fire, two extreme forces, are simultaneously wielded by one person.

As the Heavenly Lock loosened, Gilgamesh fell back to Ling Yu's front.

"I lost."

The moment your feet touch the ice, a golden sheen appears.

This time, his words lacked the condescension he displayed when speaking to others; instead, they came across as if he were addressing someone of equal standing.

"What do you want me to do for you? This body should last for another half a day. Hurry up and give me what you want," Jin Shanshan said.

Logically, if the Master dies, the Servant without a mana supply will be released from summoning.

But there's nothing we can do; Shining's standards are different from theirs.

However, after Ea drained his magic power, the remaining magic power could only sustain him for half a day.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yu placed his hand on Jin Shanshan's shoulder.

Jin Shanshan raised an eyebrow, but did not refuse.

Ling Yu defeated him head-on, so he is naturally recognized as a strong opponent.

Next second

Jin Shanshan let out a soft "Eh".

He felt that his body was receiving a sufficient supply of magic power, so he could stay for another half month without any problem.

But knowing the principle of equivalent exchange, Gilgamesh sat down cross-legged.

Let's get straight to the point:

"Go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yu took out a blanket, placed it on the ground, and then sat down in front of Jin Shanshan.

Jin Shanshan's lips twitched.

Even a king like him wouldn't mind getting dirty, and you still put on airs.

But there's nothing he can do; he lost, so he has to accept it.