"Hehe, it's been a long time since we've seen such a talent. After being changed by the Engraved Worm, it will be more suitable for our magic, right?"

"Ahh!!!h

The old man, who described it as withered and hateful, smiled happily and looked at the small figure surrounded by the insect tide. Countless disgusting insects squirmed forward, surging towards the little girl one after another, and the disgusting breath rushed towards her, pulling Tosaka Sakura into endless panic!

"Daddy!! Daddy!!!!!"

The little girl clasped her head in her hands as if she were evasive, unwilling to face the terrible reality.

The ugly appearance of the tick worm seemed to be still imprinted in her mind, the disgusting smell of mucus rushed to her nose, and the insect tide and the little girl were already close at hand, but neither her sister, nor her mother, nor her father came to save her

One, none.

The gaze that emerged from between his fingers gradually fell silent, revealing a terrifying gray despair. The little girl who had given up silently watched the insect tide coming from the shop, waiting for hell to come.

There is only a thin line between the insect tide and the little girl, and the disgusting insect head is about to touch her tender skin, sneaking into it to plunder the magic and feed herself.

The smell of fragrant magic emanating from the little girl's body made the bugs excited, chirping and chirping, turning into a pitch-black wave to sweep the little girl in!

"Sakura !!!!!"

The blood-red knight rained down from the sky wielding a sharpshooter, and the fiery magic of blood turned the approaching tide of insects into charcoal-scented lumps. The young man stared indifferently at this grand scene of Shura, his expression was flat.

It's just that this scene was not seen by the little girl, who was already tightly hugged by a pair of thin and powerful arms.

Maki Yanya blocked Sakura's vision with her body, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world, and the panic and fear that almost lost her came up from the bottom of his heart, making the man cry bitterly.

"Sakura, are you alright?

The man who checked the little girl's body in a panic, but did not see the traces of insect bites, was relieved, hugged the little girl with empty eyes tightly in his arms, and kept patting her back, not knowing whether he was comforting the little girl or comforting himself.

The black-haired servant glanced at the two behind him, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt a little. The fiery magic dissipated, the body was broken up in half, and the withered old man who collapsed on the ground smiled "hehe" as if he didn't feel pain, and the alien aura emanated, making people frightened.

"I didn't expect that the old decay also had a time to look away. Wild Night, you were chosen by the Holy Grail? This servant is Lancer?"

Jian Tong Yanye didn't pay attention to the noisy old man, the once cowardly man stood up with the little girl in his arms, and walked towards the outside of the worm pond, his steps steady and firm.

"Uncle Yanye?"

The little girl's black eyes slowly lit up with a glimmer of hope, and her slender fingers grabbed the clothes of the night of the child, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Well, Sakura, it's me. ”

The voice of the wild goose was unexpectedly calm, but there was a thunderous wrath under it, like an undercurrent surging under the deep sea, about to turn into a rushing wave.

"Daddy doesn't want me anymore. ”

"My sister doesn't want me anymore. ”

"Mom doesn't want me anymore. ”

"Dad, sister, and mom don't want me anymore. No one wants cherry blossoms, no one wants cherry blossoms. ”

Listening to Tosaka Sakura's empty voice of despair like losing everything, Maki Yanya forcibly suppressed the sadness in her heart, and hugged the little girl's arm tighter, as if she wanted to melt her into her body, and choked in pain.

"It's okay, Uncle wants you. ”

"Even if it's your father, sister, and mother, even if they don't want you anymore, and your uncle wants you. ”

"Yes, and an uncle?"

The little girl's eyes were no longer empty, and gradually regained their color. Like a normal child, Sakura Tosaka clutched the placket of the night of the wild goose and cried bitterly, confiding her pain, grievances, despair and sorrow to the only remaining family.

She let her clothes be soaked with tears, and gently slapped the crying little girl, looking sad but happy.

"It's okay, Sakura. And the uncle is here, and the uncle will not leave you anyway, absolutely not. ”

"It's a touching scene, the wild goose. But now that you already have a Heroic Spirit, there is no need for this little girl from the Tosaka family to stay. If you like it, what about it?"

Like the strange laughter of a crow in a cemetery, the demonic old man laughed strangely, trying in vain to spread the shadow on the man's head.

"Holy Grail, you have to bring it to the old man. The sorrowful wish of my Tong family for hundreds of years depends on you. ”

"Tsk, it's noisy. ”

The red-clothed servant, who had always shown himself to be silent, stuck the strange spear in his hand into the ground, and his left hand, which was covered with heavy bone armor, plucked his ears irritably, looking disdainful.

"There will always be an old dog who doesn't know how thick the sky is going to disturb the atmosphere, Master, how to deal with it?"

Jian Tong Yan turned his head at night, looked at this evil ghost who had controlled the Jian Tong family for a hundred years, completely turned this place into his lair, and refused to die, and replied indifferently: "Just kill it." ”

"Hehehe, Yanye, your confidence is really enough, with the heroic spirit, do you start to know the height of the sky? It's just a little luck."

"Hey, it's annoying, old ghost. ”

The originally dark eyes were unconsciously eroded by scarlet, and were forcibly endowed with the attribute of "rage", and despite his efforts to restrain his madness, the somewhat irritable boy pulled out the noble and evil spear from the ground and carried it on his shoulder.

"Do you really think you're going to be a stranger? Slimes and vampires are both aliens, can the two be compared? Oh, sorry I forgot, slimes are much cuter than you old bug, I apologize to the slime. ”

Spun the spear in his hand in a circle and struck a javelin throw, Berserker laughed wildly, his eyes glowing a little redder, but he could not completely erode the pitch black.

"Even if you divide the body into 38,000 parts, the soul is still those. ”

The body of the spear was devoid of ornamentation, and the tip of the spear was a strange flat "U" shaped double blade, and the weapon, which was more like a battle axe than a spear, began to spin rapidly, rolling up a tornado of blood-colored thunder, making a heart-pounding sound in the air.

"Why, no matter how strong your treasure is, it can only destroy a shell of the old decay, and the decay advises you not to waste your magic power in vain. ”

"O old worm who sits in the well and watches the sky, I am really ashamed of you. Machiri Zorgen is long dead, so what is the need to leave the inkstone?"

Sighing, the black-haired young man held up the increasingly violent blood-colored thunder tornado with both hands, like holding up a star, his expression solemn and solemn.

"Gunslinger!"

A frenzy of blood-colored thunder rushed out, and the mere small bolts of lightning that were scattered exploded countless marker insects into ashes, and Gungnir spun, and the power of the restraint to the extreme pierced a huge cavity in the abdomen of the Dirty Inkstone, almost cutting him in two.

Compared to the massive bombardment, the lethality of the Meteor Spear is actually higher than that of a single body that gathers all its strength. Although it only bombarded part of the body of the Dirty Inkstone, "hitting the Dirty Inkstone" really happened, and even the old man, whose soul was crushed by the thunder of divine punishment, looked at the young man unwillingly, looking shocked.

"Is this Gangenir? Are you Odin?"

The black-haired teenager shook his head and looked at the old man who was about to die, and there seemed to be a trace of pity on his face.

"No, my name is Wang Yu. ”