Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Vitan was shot directly through. At almost zero distance, the bullet passed through Vitan's calf.

A big hole was directly created in Vitan's calf by the Origin, and scarlet blood gushed out instantly.

Look at the other side!

Kiritsugu Emiya's entire body was deeply embedded in the wall behind him.

The smoke and dust spread in an instant.

Three black keys were nailed to Kiritsugu Emiya's left chest, side waist and thigh respectively.

Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth and wounds, and his life force continued to decline with every second.

“Huff… cough… huff…”

Emiya Kiritsugu adjusted his breathing and spoke with difficulty.

"I think he's done with it..."

"Sure enough, this man is the most dangerous man in the Holy Grail War."

Staring at the man lying on his side on the ground.

Emiya Kiritsugu's heart also calmed down a little.

It allowed a man like him who was extremely cautious to relax a little even though the battle was not yet completely over.

This just shows how confident he is in his attack just now.

Because the Origin bomb has never had any mistakes over the years.

As long as the other party is a magician.

Then it would be absolutely impossible to avoid the problem of the magic circuit being destroyed.

But in this world, apart from those alien life forms, apart from the race of magicians, is there anyone else in the human race that can possess such abnormal athletic abilities?

No, there isn't.

"puff--"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Emiya Kiritsugu's mouth.

Originally, he was directly attacked by a fatal attack, and he also forcibly used the "four times speed" of the inherent time control.

If it weren't for his good luck in gambling, he would have committed suicide by now.

But there is no way around it. Magic is something that constantly erodes itself in exchange for corresponding power.

"Forget it, just rest for a while, there shouldn't be any problem."

Blood continued to flow out of Emiya Kiritsugu's body.

indeed.

The life characteristics of a magician are generally stronger than those of ordinary humans, but when it comes down to it, they are only stronger to a certain extent.

What's more, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know how many liters of blood he had lost.

His vision was becoming increasingly blurry.

"Of course there is no problem."

"Not only can you rest for a while now, you can even sleep forever, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The strange devilish sound rang directly beside Emiya Kiritsugu's ears.

what happened……

This voice was corroding his spirit. He tried his best to pull his hands free to cover his ears and block this voice from entering his mind.

but!

This is not something he can do.

His body had been completely nailed to the wall by the black keys that Vitan had just projected.

What's more, even if you can cover your ears, this kind of evil sound is not so easy to resist.

“Get out of here… Innate Time Control Four Times Faster… Aaaaaaaa…”

This strange and bizarre wave continued to erode Kiritsugu's spirit, and his will to resist became weaker and weaker.

"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

It was at this moment that the man who should have been lying on the ground actually stood up slowly.

There was also the bullet hole on the chest that had been pierced directly by the bullet and should have been bleeding continuously.

Now new buds are slowly growing.

Repairing the body that should have been broken.

"bass--"

The silver-white sword light flashed by, appearing particularly obvious in the dark night.

Then it seemed as if something fell heavily to the ground, making a very loud noise.

A streak of bright red blood spread out like a line in the sky.

After doing all this, Vitan said nothing.

Without saying anything, he just put away the black keys in his hands, swaggered open the side window, and disappeared into the dark jungle.

……

On the other side, Rider, who had just killed Assassin with the force of a mighty army, had cancelled his own inherent skill - 『King's Army』.

Archer, Saber, Irisviel, Waver, who were brought into the inherent barrier together, and even Barserkar, who had just arrived at the scene and caught the last train, also returned to the courtyard.

"It was a bummer at the last minute."

"However, since everyone has said everything they wanted to say, let's end it here tonight."

Iskandar sat cross-legged on the ground and drank the last glass of wine. Judging from his tone, he seemed a little bored.

"Wait, Rider."

"I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Saber, who was supposed to be supporting Irisviel, quickly stood up from the ground.

"You don't have to say any more, Saber."

After Iskandar was left with only his broad back, he simply turned his head slightly and looked at Saber out of the corner of his eye.

"Tonight is a feast for kings."

"But Saber, I no longer want to acknowledge that you are a king."

He drew out his dagger and summoned his treasure, the Divine Wheel.

"Little girl, it's almost time for you to wake up from your sad dream."

"Otherwise, by then, not only will you not be able to realize your own wish, you might even lose your honor as a hero."

"For a little girl like you, the so-called old dream called 'King' may be more like a kind of..."

"Ok?"

Iskandar jumped directly into the chariot, but he paused before he could finish his words.

He frowned and looked at Saber, whom he had just called a little girl.

It's not even just Iskandar.

Even Gilgamesh was looking at Saber with a sidelong glance and a look of interest.

"What's wrong with you, Saber?"

That’s right, Saber is the one who has problems now.

Saber lowered the tip of the sword to the ground, her eyes completely blank, like a doll that had been completely broken, standing there in a daze, seemingly not knowing what to do.

"Kiritsugu, he's dead?"

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"What did you say, Saber?"

Irisviel, who was lying on the ground, limp and unable to stand up because of what she had just experienced, suddenly stood up from the ground.

His eye sockets became red and tears suddenly flowed down.

The death of the Master is equivalent to the disappearance of the contract for the Servant.

Saber, who had suddenly lost contact with the ritual, could never make a mistake in her perception.

This is also why, even though Irisviel clearly did not do anything to confirm the truth of the matter, she simply believed Saber's words based on her words.

"Kiritsugu is dead."

Saber's words were filled with a sense of powerlessness.

No matter how dissatisfied, disgusted, or even hateful he is with his Master.

But now Saber is feeling sad about the death of her Master.

This is not because she has any deep feelings for Emiya Kiritsugu.

It was just because her own glory, sad wish, and vows all vanished with the death of Emiya Kiritsugu.

How long will it take until the next chance to start over?

Now she was standing here defenseless.

He looked even more defenseless than before.

Rider and Archer, who were originally preparing to leave, decided to slow down after hearing such an extremely interesting thing.

"Even though Barserkar informed me, I really didn't expect that Emiya Kiritsugu-kun, who had just formed an alliance with me, would be sacrificed so easily."

Just as the scene was about to fall into a quiet and weird state.

The sound of armor colliding with each other when moving, and the sound of tactical boots stepping on the marble floor.

Then a voice that seemed clear and had a special kind of magnetism began to sound.

"This will cause me some trouble."

Unloaded on the door frame leading to the atrium, Lancelot was once again coated with a layer of dark black as ghostly, dyeing himself black, and stood respectfully in front of Vitan.

"No wonder I felt like someone was spying on me just now."

"So it's you, this mad dog and you, this bastard."

Gilgamesh stood up at once, and his entire body turned into a spirit and disappeared here.

When he appeared again, he was already standing on the top of the Einzbern Castle.

At the same time, the space behind him suddenly twisted.

A large area of ​​golden light spots gathered together, and circles of ripples spread out in the air.

Weapons of different styles, categories, and eras slowly emerged from the center of the ripples.

Don't ask the reason, let alone ask the matter.

It seemed as if they were going to kill Vitan and Barserkar right here.

"King of Heroes, you are still as bad-tempered and impatient as ever."

"We just met, are we going to make such a big fuss?"

It was exactly the same impression he left on the other Heroic Spirits when they first met.

Even if he was being directly targeted by a Noble Phantasm, even if his life was threatened.

This man still did not show any fear or terror, but instead walked leisurely towards Saber who was still standing there in a daze.

"Emiya Kiritsugu is dead?"

The Noble Phantasm was ready to go. Lancelot stood in front of Vitan, and Vitan naturally came in front of Saber.

Rider and his Master duo also flew into the air on the Godly Wheels, standing slightly away from the battlefield, observing the situation.