Chapter Thirty-Three: The Song of the Wrong Hunt

"The first..."

My right hand was stained with blood, and I was a little sorry, but it didn't matter if I did it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After looking around, and then seeing nothing, I decided on the second goal.

The whole body dives into the mud, as if dissolved.

Such stealth is certainly flawless in the night.

Forward, the second target is about sixty meters away from this side in a straight line, and is in a state of slander.

Quiet, against the current.

Emiya Kiritsugu.

Of course I want to kill him, the most disgusting existence in this.

"It's time to play the game..."

He said happily as if singing, turned around almost as if he wanted to dance, and rose from the mud, and the mere thought of killing him was hard to contain his excitement.

The muscles are shaking, the bones are laughing.

The whole body is filled with heat, and the arms are stretched out. It was like a disaster.

“！！”

Immediately drew the gun, and pulled the trigger as he retreated.

Three shots in a row, forehead, heart, right elbow joint, perfect hit, none of the three shots missed the target. Rhodes dodged with little interest.

The metal projectile sank into the knight's body, but it didn't hurt at all. It's not half a point different from getting into the quagmire.

He stabbed out the cavalry spear, and with one blow broke the right hand holding the gun, broke the tendons, and the blood flew out, and the pistol fell weakly to the ground.

Continuing to take a step forward, he swept, and with a clear snapping sound, the right arm that blocked the block was also shattered by the bones.

The whole person fell to the ground, and there was a trace of despair in the eyes of Kiritsugu, who was completely exhausted.

"Tsk..."

However, at this time, two black keys were thrown behind the back.

I don't like this thing, I won't even be willing to bear it, so I turned around and stretched out my right hand directly, which was weak, and then clenched. So the two blades were crushed by the giant hand of the position.

"...

A little gloomy, then laughed.

"Ah, you dare to appear in front of me..."

The master he used to be is also the guy who exiled himself and led to the current situation.

If it weren't for him...

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this now...

Tilting his head, there was some mockery.

"...

A little bored, he looked back at Kiritsugu twice, and then suddenly realized.

"Speaking of which," he nodded, "You've been paying attention to this guy..."

There was a sound behind him, the sound of a large number of props flying.

Dive back into the mud to dodge, and then the next moment, multiple sword rains swept through the air, and dense weapons were inserted into the ground, setting off another round of storm.

"Miscellaneous !!"

The Golden King, who roared and arrived, relied on his high ability to act alone, and while rushing to the battlefield, he still retained the ability to fight.

"...

But the place where you landed was a little problematic, right next to a puddle of black mud that was hard to find.

As a result, the hook and claw that abruptly came out of the black mud directly penetrated the armor on the leg and slammed into the flesh and blood.

"Catch you~?"

It's fun...

Laughing, grinning, then half of his body was pulled out of the mud, and with a wave of his claws 'climbed' the body of the Golden King, each claw pierced through the armor, deep into the flesh, and when pulled out, the bright red droplets brought out by the barb were sprayed on the ground to paint a wonderful drawing.

"Ha~"

Six claws, the whole body is climbed out of the mud by the power of the body, which makes people think of 'snakes'.

Winding his body, Rodritte's body was no longer the original armor.

Blood and tears flowed, and his eyes were dull.

"Please die once~"

Wave your claws!

Quickly tried to break free, the whole body was in severe pain, dozens of blood holes were flowing blood, failed, and the strength was naturally insufficient.

So he summoned six exorcist swords around him, and without hesitation, stabbed inward.

"Uh...

With a snort, the unknown exorcist sword stabbed into the body along with the black knight, piercing through.

Fortunately, it was aimed in advance, so the sharp blades were all brushed past the organs, and although they were pierced by the six swords, they were fine.

At this level, the moment the sword is drawn, it recovers...

Of course, it would be better if there was a magic offer...

"Hmph..."

There was an effect, and the black body was instantly sluggish, shining with a strong electric light.

The black knight's figure instantly became chaotic, and the lightning, which did not damage anything that was not evil, lasted for three seconds, and then, the black knight's image suddenly collapsed.

Gilgamesh smacked himself on his body, and then immediately drew his swords, and the blood-stained swords clanged to the ground.

I took a big gulp of air, but I didn't relax at all.

If the enemy is an enemy that can be killed so easily, how can it get to this point?

Unhappy...

Gritting his teeth, his red pupils constricted, the Golden King had never been so unhappy as he was now.

"Cut..."

If it's a knight before, then it's a pity, but it doesn't matter, but if it's a stupid thing now, it's too unpleasant.

"What an accident..."

Rodritte reshaped himself from a few meters away and slowly stood up.

No further attacks were taken.

I'm a little tired of it, but I didn't expect that the other party still had a way to hurt me.

Weapons used for exorcism,It's natural that the other party's treasure trove has these.,But I didn't think about it.。・Maybe it's also because I haven't recognized that I'm a demon outsider....

smiled self-deprecatingly...

"Miscellaneous, are you holding back just this little attack?"

On the other side, Gilgamesh seems to be stimulated by something, but right?

Raise your hand and look at the blood on your hand.

"Ahh

There is no doubt that this is not the original self, with such a realization.

But...

"But... isn't that good?"

Smile.

Short raids.

Bang!

But it was interrupted.

Half of his head was blown away, and although he recovered in the next moment, it was also quite annoying.

"Ahh

Because with such a convenient immortal body, the body that will not be destroyed until the curse of the world dissipates, and it is no longer even possible to perceive damage...

Accurate.

Obviously, it was just an ordinary magic bullet that hit him.

Staring at the past, of course, the sight does not see the enemy, but there is no problem in deterring the direction from which the bullet is coming.

On the scene, there should be only that person who can do this... Emiya Kiritsugu's assistant, the one called Kumaiya?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, rarely, the Golden King had already taken the initiative to flee with a humiliated face.

“・・・”

What is he going to do?

Tilting his head, a little incomprehensible.

The brain is a little confused by the previous struggle, and inexplicable thoughts are always floating around.

The body cheers for strength, but the spirit resists erosion.

The result is chaos.

"No matter~"

It's easier than ever, and leaving the opponent with a chance is what this body wants to do, and Rodriit understands that this is to give the enemy a chance to beat him.

Because if we win, then all mankind will be wiped out.

It's as simple as that.

I didn't want to do it, but...

"Hah..."

Isn't that interesting?

I dived back into the mud and chased after the 'smell' that I had left behind.

The new self is enjoying the joy of hunting.

Before the world becomes clear...

No...

And so on...

Stunned, then frowned.

"Roll..."

Different from the previous playful expression, the black knight became majestic again.

Whispered rage, persecuted mud sea fluctuations.

"It's stupid to want to distort me..."

It's a different person again.

Rodritte suddenly understood what had just happened.

What you want is not the pleasure of hunting, how can that despicable sense of pleasure be your own pursuit?

How is it different from making others miserable and making yourself happy, and what you hate?

Humanity is supposed to perish, but that's because it can't be saved.

"Hah, were you almost taken over by this thing?"

Sneered, then dismissed.

This kind of thing, recognize it once, and naturally there will be no time to be fooled a second time.

Black mud, just a curse, even if it can affect itself, this is the limit.

"Don't underestimate me, trash"

continued to catch up, but there was no longer a playful look.

"I'm so sorry before..."

No one could hear the whispers.

"But if you can't kill me, you'll have to compensate you in another way..."

Jumping, extreme speed.

It's disgraceful to fall into the mud.

Knight, just need the wind.

"Give you a clean death"