Sakura jumped out of the basket, glanced at the Tosaka family, and did not speak, but nodded to the Kirichi inkstone: "Grandpa." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jian Tong did not answer, but set his eyes on Yingluo's body.

But Yingluo didn't have a good impression of this old man from the beginning, so he naturally didn't bother to take care of him, but said to Weber: "Hey, where are the things?"

Weber adhered to the good character of being submissive, hurriedly handed over a plastic bag in his hand, and then stared intently at the black hole in the sky. Although the magic contained in it is eerie, for magicians, power is power, there is no good or evil, the only difference is controllable and uncontrollable.

Obviously, black holes fall into the latter category.

"Bang!" A gunshot shattered the delicate balance of the scene, and the left shoulder of the imagile inkstone exploded into a cloud of blood mist, but the strange flesh buds soon appeared, and after a disgusting wriggling, it returned to its original state.

He glanced at Emiya Kiritsugu, who was full of surprise, and said disdainfully, "Young people nowadays really don't have any patience at all." ”

Origin Bullet ...... Void?!

Unsurprising to Kiritsugu Yumiya, the Origin Bullet is a magic bullet that inherits his magical attributes, with the dual definition of "destruction and regeneration". Although the two may seem to conflict with each other, they actually have a different order.

The effect must be activated in the order of destruction first, then regeneration, so the person who is shot has no wounds or bleeds, and looks as if it has been repaired. But this kind of "repair" is also the most terrifying part of the origin bomb.

Being hit by an ordinary bullet, no matter how severe, the muscles are still muscles, and the bones are still bones. However, the origin bomb is different, although it repairs the wound, but it is only a "superficial effort", and the part that is hit will become an existence like an old wound, which is commonly known as a "scar". It seems to be healed, but in fact, the deep nerves and capillaries have not regenerated, but have completely become a different kind of tissue. Although it does not cause rejection by the body's immune system, it will never be able to function as it should.

It's not so much about regeneration as it's about transformation.

This is the origin that was born from the soul of Emiya Kiritsugu.

When a magician is hit by an Origin Bullet, the magic circuit in his body is conceptually erased and turned into a completely new kind of tissue, as if it were a genetic mutation.

According to common sense, the more magic circuits a magician has, the more likely he is to be "contaminated" by the origin bomb, because there are more "contact surfaces" between the two. Tosaka Tokitomi is a good example, an origin bounce down, and immediately completely abolished this historic family host. Before him, a total of 66 origin shells had been used for 37 rounds, which meant that 37 magicians had been completely reduced to mortals without exception.

Emiya Kiritsugu has always used the Origin Bullet as his strongest killer weapon, but on this strange night today, the Origin Bullet lost its effect for once.

Blindfolding, special barriers, magic protection, or something else?

"Damn!" Emiya Kiritsugu quickly reloaded, whatever it was, if one shot was not enough, then another shot!

But the words of Jian Tong Dirty Yan dispelled his idea of continuing to attack.

The old man said with a sly face: "Kill the old man, and you will no longer be able to prevent this disaster." ”

The corners of Emiya Kiritsugu's mouth twitched, and the other party's words accurately hit his soft underbelly. He had the impression that none of all magicians, including himself, were good. Especially when he suddenly appeared at this time, he also looked like he knew everything about things, and he had an atmosphere of "I'm the big boss behind the scenes" all over his body.

The only thing Kiritsugu could do was to shoot first as a sign of respect.

The ineffectiveness of the origin bomb was enough to surprise him, and when he heard the other party's words at this moment, he was even more confused: "You...... Not an enemy?"

"The old man is not interested in embarrassing a few children. ”

"You're here to stop this disaster?" said Emiya Kiritsugu, a little unconvinced.

"In a sense, yes!"

Emiya Kiritsugu was silent, no matter how you look at it, this guy named Makiri's dirty inkstone exudes a rancid smell, just like himself, this old man may also have a lot of lives on his hands.

Can such a person really be trusted?

But he looked up at the black hole in the sky and had only one choice.

"What are you going to do?" he asked coldly.

Kiriki smiled, his understanding of people's hearts could be said to be more than everyone present, and Emiya Kiritsugu's reaction was also expected by him.

"Don't worry, if you want to solve the problem, you have to understand the cause of the problem. He pointed to the black hole in the sky with his crutches, and said slowly, "Let's let the old man explain the current situation." ”

Emiya Kiritsugu looked around, the black mud was slowly but steadily spreading, and the fire was getting more and more violent. He frowned: "There's no time to tell a story right now......"

"Let him say that I want to know more about the Holy Grail too. Ying Luo didn't raise his head, just rummaged in the plastic bag with "XX convenience store" printed on it: "Or do you think you can deal with me and him at the same time?"

The weak have no say, even if the weak person is saving the world.

The muscles on Emiya's face jumped, and he finally put down the gun in his hand. At a moment like this, there is no need to erect too many enemies.

"Ahem!" Makiri's dirty inkstone coughed twice, and the story began: "The origin of the Holy Grail War can be traced back hundreds of years, and this time is the fourth. But its ultimate goal is not to fulfill a wish, but to get to the root. ”

"The roots?!" for Weber, who has received an education as an orthodox magician, these two words are like thunder: "The ultimate wisdom shows the beginning of the truth of the world!"

"That's good!" "It's every magician's wish to reach the root and see the essence of all things." So a hundred years ago, three magicians established a system called the 'Holy Grail' in Higashiki City. And these three people are the ancestors of the Makiri family, the Tosaka family and the Einzberen family. ”

"The three families each took on the three parts of the Grail system, with the Makiri family in charge of the spell, the Tosaka family providing the land for the Grail Descent, and Einz Berenga in charge of making the vehicle for the Grail Descent. After the tireless efforts of the first generation, the Holy Grail system has finally stabilized. ”

Hearing the familiar name, Emiya Kiritsugu's face darkened: "Erie......"

"Yes, it's your wife, the little girl named Alice Fair, who is the carrier of this Holy Grail. You should have known this secret early on, but you still summoned the Holy Grail without hesitation, and I really can't understand what is going on in your head, obviously you love each other so much, but you send them to a dead end with your own hands. ”

Yingluo sat on the side of the road, holding a beef bento in his hand, and was filling his mouth with a hula hula, hearing this, he was also surprised, and gave a thumbs up to Emiya Kiritsu: "Kill your wife, you are really a man!"

"Shut up!" Emiya Kiritsugu's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Yingluo shrugged, but was not angry, but lowered his head and continued to "bang, bang, bang". There were already several empty bento boxes next to her, and I have to say that although the Japanese food is exquisite, it is still just as stingy in terms of quantity.

"But what does the Holy Grail have to do with reaching the roots?" asked Webber, scratching his cheeks, as an orthodox magician, the topic was extremely attractive right now.

Jian Tong Dirty Yan looked at the other party, but instead a poem came out of Youzai: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain!" This is an ancient poem that has been circulated in ancient China. It means that if you want to see all the mountains, you have to jump out of them. The world we live in today was born from the roots, and in such an environment, it is impossible to peek into the secrets of the roots. In other words, even if the root is in front of you, you can't recognize it. Because the root can be a newspaper, a big tree, a stream, or even a passenger plane flying in the sky. So if you want to really observe the root cause and get close to the root cause, the only way is to jump out of this world!"

Weber was completely speechless, he always thought that his brain hole was big enough, but he didn't expect that the old-timers hundreds of years ago would play bigger than him. Now this world is not enough, and I want to jump to the "outside" world to continue to hi.

In contrast, the self who proposed that "bloodline is not the standard that determines the level of a magician" is simply a pure and flawless little white flower, or the kind that drips dew.

"Since the Holy Grail War has been going on for so many years, that means it can indeed jump out of this world, right?" said Emiya Kiritsugu, whose analytical skills were outstanding, and immediately retorted.

"It's not quite accurate to say 'out of the world,' but it's not too much. "The world has a barrier, and the existing rules don't allow any creature to cross the barrier, so it's impossible to jump out of the world. ”

"Creatures can't pass through barriers?" Sakura said suddenly, "But Heroic Spirits aren't considered creatures, right, so the Holy Grail War summons Heroic Spirits?"

"Not bad!" said with a sneer, "Although they are all famous heroes in history, for us, they are just "by-products" born from the Holy Grail system, and at best they only function as "lubricants". ”

Everyone's eyes focused on Yingluo, and the latter raised his head and shrugged indifferently: "Whatever you say, I've seen a lot of neuropathy, so it's good if you're happy." ”

Then she didn't care about the other party's expression as eating Xiang, and opened the seventeenth bento.

Does charcoal-grilled squid taste like it?

The sound of rattling sounded again.