When exactly did that illusionary fist technique come about...?

Red A also showed some apprehension.

Compared to the powerful Noble Phantasms of Lancer and Rider, he was more wary of this kind of fist technique that could even bewitch one's mind.

The martial artist seemed somewhat puzzled: "Lancer, what's this?"

Red A's eyes flickered slightly, and he said lazily, "He's probably gone to hunt down that eyewitness girl. After all, the Holy Grail War is conducted in secrecy and cannot be known to the outside world."

Kill the witness?

Upon hearing this, the martial artist looked thoughtfully in another direction.

there.

The three people who were stealthily moving and making their escape suddenly felt a chill run down their spines.

It felt like a giant "Danger" sign had appeared above my head!

Cold sweat broke down all at once.

What does this mean?

Are you going to silence us?

Just as that gaze gradually materialized, as if it were about to transform into martial will and completely annihilate them.

“These are servants of the Einzbern family, not some irrelevant people, big brother.”

Bang bang bang.

The ground trembled, and a giant forged from granite emerged from the mist.

Everyone's pupils contracted.

The fifth Servant?

Is today the final battle?

Why have they all gathered here?

On the shoulder of the berserker whose class was clearly written all over his face, a silver-haired girl said casually, "Aren't you going to save that girl? She seems to be an acquaintance of your Master."

She was looking at the two female heroic spirits on the field.

"acquaintance?"

Kurumi, shrouded in shadow, recalled that fleeting glimpse of cherry blossom-colored hair. Could it be...?

Alone beneath the snow.

It's not just acquaintances.

She was someone Kurumi Matou knew many people, but the only one she could call a friend was Yukinoshita Doku.

For Matou, it was almost as significant as the death of Yamauchi Sa, whom she had mistakenly killed.

Kurumi's face turned cold, and she immediately used her clone to contact Matou Kurumi, instructing her to order Medusa to go and rescue the people.

...

"Wait, what do you mean by saying Lancer went to eliminate... the witness?"

On a building.

Shoko Tohsaka, who had just been nearly blown off the building by the strong wind, exclaimed excitedly.

That hair color, and long hair... there are only a few like Yukinoshita in the academy.

And since we haven't left the campus yet, it's probably just Yukinoshita Doku.

"Yeah, several breaths have passed, he's probably been killed by Lancer by now."

That rabid dog's speed and fighting skills are still commendable.

Red A said casually.

Under normal circumstances, she would choose to save people.

But the situation is not ordinary now. If that girl could be killed by the blue-armored soldiers, she could eat two more bowls of rice today.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and go save them!"

"Hey, why? Xiangzi, aren't you a magician? Why are you concerned about the lives of unrelated people? Are they pre-selected experimental subjects?"

"She's not a test subject, my friend, that's Kurumi... that girl's only friend!"

At this time.

Medusa on the other side seemed to hear something, her expression tightened, and she instantly turned into lightning and disappeared.

"It seems someone has already gone..."

Red A turned his head and looked at the purple halo that kept flashing between the buildings.

"So Kurumi really is Rider's Master?"

Xiangzi's tone was complicated.

"Well, that's how it is. Since someone has already tried to stop me, I don't need to..."

"No, Rider might not be a match for Lancer."

There is really no way.

Red A shrugged and waved, "Then I'll take my leave, sir..."

With the three heroic spirits gone, the battlefield suddenly became empty.

The martial artist shook his head and looked to the side: "Then, Berserker, you want to..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the other person disappeared without a trace.

The night wind gently caressed the desolate ruins.

The starlight shone down on the martial artist from the gradually healing atmospheric void.

for a long time.

"Tsk..."

In the sight of all Earthlings, Kyo's three clones were visible.

With a flick of his finger, he shattered the familiars around him. The martial artist's appearance faded away like autumn water, revealing the handsome features of a young man. He looked into the distance with interest, then took a step and disappeared into thin air as well.

Suddenly, many people felt as if their worldview had collapsed.

So... so that invincible martial artist was really that boy, Matou Hakurei!

P.S.: Uh, I found this on a webpage. It says Luge is equivalent to Zeus + Apollo + Hermes or someone else's position.

The research was insufficient; Zeus was already a monarch, while the latter was more like a leader of an alliance.

As for their strength, there's not much to say; they've been gradually releasing their combat power to determine their rank.

Another aspect is the protagonist's Heroic Spirits. As mentioned earlier, they are on par with gods, belonging to one faction and the other to the heavens. The nature of the Servants and their past lives is similar to the original work, but the protagonist has changed the concept of Heroic Spirits, transforming it into a kind of sublimation, equivalent to ascending to a divine throne. Therefore, they are essentially enhanced versions of their past lives.

However, they are all just background settings.

Let's take a middle value before Shan Shan's death.

There are many contradictions in Type-Moon, so we can only try to balance them out as much as possible.

Volume 1: Chapter 111 Kurumi: Sharing with Another Me? Yay!

"There's no way you can escape, there's absolutely no way you can escape, right?"

consciousness space.

Boqi-chan was completely panicked, or rather, terrified.

When they arrived, it was just before the martial artist began using the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, and they witnessed the clash between the two powerful treasures and the martial artist's divine fist.

That devastating collision of supreme power, which even tore the atmosphere apart, must have been divine, right?

Could it be that some great god has descended upon us, and then we're fighting each other for faith?

wrong.

Does someone that powerful really need the faith of mere humans?

If you just come down to a country, destroy a town with a snap of your fingers, the entire nation would immediately kneel down and call you a god, right?

At least she felt that the Japanese government would definitely do it.

And now it seems that beings of that level have discovered them, and with that "you're doomed" look in their eyes...

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm definitely going to die this time."

"Waaaaah, the game is so scary, so scary!"

Goto Ichiri began to twitch in her consciousness space, curling up in an attempt to escape reality.

I miss my mother's embrace, I miss my father's pats on the head, and Erli... Waaah, I want to go home, Mom...

From the perspective of.

There was also a moment of silence.

"Damn it, I thought it would be ignored, but a Servant is actually hunting down a mortal... Ugh..."

The black cat was also at a loss for words.

It felt like Ultraman Tiga, or Shining Tiga, chasing after Muzan Kibutsuji.

Oh, no, Tiga really can, but he can just unleash a wave from a distance to blast her/him.

After all, Tiga would not tolerate a monster like Muzan.

"It was the Master, it was clearly Lancer's Master who gave the order."

"Yes, it seems they said it was to ensure the secrecy of the Holy Grail War, and to kill off witnesses to silence them..."

When Nino Nakano said those words, even she herself couldn't hold back her emotions.

The atmosphere in the sky hasn't recovered yet.

The surrounding cities of Kyoto and Osaka were just covered in stars.

What about Fuyuki City?

Although the location is remote, in an abandoned factory area, and there may be no one who can directly face Servants, Fuyuki is still a port city with millions of people.

It wasn't too late at that time, so even if no one saw the Servant himself, there were definitely no fewer than 100,000 people who witnessed that ultimate collision.

The reason of silencing them is too far-fetched, isn't it?

And you Fuyuki people are too thick-skinned, aren't you? Such a terrifying noise didn't drive you crazy?

She even saw a few people excitedly filming videos from afar, talking about how advanced technology is now.

Nino Nakano felt that these people were definitely hypnotized.

She herself couldn't hold back, let alone others.

"Fuyuki's sleep quality is amazing! (Image)"

"Envious? They used a ** brand ergonomic pillow! Originally priced at 18,000, now it's not 9999, not 8,888, just 288 to take it home."

"Get out of here, ads! And there's a pillow for 300 yuan, go to hell!"

"Hilarious, aren't they just incredibly dense?"

"So, what about Goto Ichiri, who cleared the game? Yukinoshita Tomoya is dead, so she'll die too, right?"

"There's a way. Find a shady spot, stand with your legs together, stand on your tiptoes, and try to make yourself look taller. Keep a calm expression so the other person knows you have something to rely on."

"Are you trying to scare Lancer like an animal?"

"No, it means you can die peacefully and with dignity, falling down neatly."

"No, I'm serious! I've staked everything on her, and I even borrowed ten million yen at exorbitant interest rates. If I lose it all, the yakuza will send me to their ship."

"Send them onto the ship?"

Someone asked in confusion.

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