Chapter 350: The Sixth Heavenly Demon King

Compared to what the old man is doing now, you hate the Emiya Kiritsugu who killed your daughter.

He just revealed the current location of Emiya Kiritsugu to the guy Tosaka Tokita.

The Servant is trapped in my enchantment, and this is the best time to take out Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Hey, hey, hey" It's too tender to fight with the old man, and this time the Holy Grail must be mine, and no one can snatch it.

As long as I waited a little longer, there was still a short time to go, and my plan was successful.

At the same time, outside the barrier, Tosaka Tokitomi was like a madman. The enemy who killed my daughter is there, and no matter what the cost, I must kill him to relieve the hatred in my heart.

No longer the aristocratic image of before.

However, he himself knew that the other party was a well-known magician killer, and if he talked about heads-up, his magic attainments were also very high. But it is absolutely impossible to be an opponent of the other side.

Judging from the fact that the other party easily abolished Kenneth, another powerful magician, the other party must have something behind him that he didn't know. Although he also looks down on such a magician, he has to admit that the other party's ability is really strong.

BUT NOW THERE IS A HEAVEN-SENT OPPORTUNITY IN FRONT OF HIM, HIS SERVANT IS TRAPPED IN CASTER'S ENCHANTMENT, AND HE NOW HAS ONLY ONE SPELL LEFT IN HIS HAND TO USE.

There's no better chance than this to kill him. Damn Emiya Kiritsugu.

Don't even waste a spell for this! Anyway, the winner of the final Holy Grail Battle will definitely be me, Tosaka Tokitomi.

At the same time, an extremely oppressive magic rose from within the enchantment that had been clear over time. So ominous and evil.

"What the hell is CASTER's MASTER doing, it's really uncomfortable." The people who were not trapped in the Great Yin-Yang Technique could only watch all this happen at this time, but there was no way to stop it.

Artoria has a move that can break through this yin-yang technique with one blow, but due to the huge destructive power, it may even affect the people around her, because the distance is really close.

Besides, Alice Fell is still by her side

"HEY, CASTER, WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR MASTER TRYING TO DO? It's already this time, and that guy's restraint should be almost there. The Emperor shouted.

"Yes, the gag was lifted just now. But it's too late now, and even if you can break through from me, it's useless. Qingming said a little miserable.

"What the hell is he going to do?" the Emperor continued.

"Do you know any of the celebrities here in District Eleven?" Qingming didn't directly answer the emperor's words, but asked.

"I probably know something," the Emperor replied quietly. To be honest, although he has learned a lot about world history since he came into this world. But for the land where he is currently located, he can only say that he knows a loss.

"Do you know the Sixth Heavenly Demon King?" Qingming said here and paused.

"The Sixth Day Demon King?" Artoria said suspiciously, to be honest, the emperor still knows a loss. Artoria is completely unaware of the historical figures of District 11.

"Oda Nobunaga?" When everyone was puzzled by the name, Webber suddenly spoke up.

is worthy of being a high-achieving student of the clock tower, and what you know is to know more.

"The Sixth Day Demon King Oda Nobunaga, also known as: Bharavima Bhavati, is a" Weber briefly introduced the life of Oda Nobunaga to everyone.

"Let's say this guy is only called a demon king because of the fear of Buddhism. Why does such a guy have this level of magic? How evil is this," Artoria wondered.

"Because that's just a historical record, it's not like that," Qingming said, taking over the topic.

"Even I didn't expect such a demon-like figure to appear among the juniors of District 11." Qingming smiled bitterly again.

At this moment, an extremely strong magic power emanated from the center of the enchantment, and swept through all the people in the enchantment in an instant.

The magic was full of coldness and evil, and then the mountains shook.

"IT SEEMS THAT THE MASTER GUY HAS SUCCEEDED, AND HE HAS SUCCEEDED IN SUMMONING THAT DEMON." Qingming said after feeling the changes in his body.

It seems that there has been some kind of change in the contract that I have made with the other party.

Suddenly, the red light belonging to the spell appeared on Qingming's body again.

"It seems that my value has been exhausted." Careless, I didn't expect that the first onmyoji who was once the dominant one would have a day of planting and fighting.

And this heel is not ordinarily big.

"Come on, fight, and finally I have to remind you one last thing. That demon king is resurrected here, after all, this is his home field, and his strength will be stronger than other places. And the MASTER guy seems to have used some kind of special method, so the strength of that demon king should definitely not be underestimated. After Qingming finished speaking, the red light once again covered his body.

Countless rune papers appeared around Qingming's body.

"Hahaha old man finally did it, the strongest Servant in District Eleven, no, it should be the strongest existence among all Servants. On the sixth day, the demon king Oda Nobunaga finally summoned the old man. Jian Tong Yan excitedly stared at the man who appeared in front of him in the magic array, wearing the armor of the ancient warrior of the eleventh district.

It was similar to the set of armor on Arogo among the Demon God Altar Fighters, but it was a more domineering pure black armor, and the cold light on it was filled with a black aura, and at a glance, it was a treasure that was not simple.

Scarlet eyes peeked through the gaps in the armor, breathtaking. The faint-hearted will even be scared half to death by these eyes.

"This Holy Grail is destined to be in the old man's bag." Makiri's dirty inkstone looked at the man in front of him with satisfaction.

"Ridiculous statement" Just after the spring breeze of the dirty inkstone of the house, a familiar mocking voice sounded.

"What people?! It's you!! You're not dead! Dirty Yan stared at the man in white in front of him with wide eyes, with a WTF expression on his face.

"What? Aren't you disappointed? Meluaim squinted his eyes and spread his hands, and said very casually. I guessed it was you, old guy, who did it."

Makiri's dirty inkstone was frightened by Meluam and retreated, and then he glanced at Oda Nobunaga beside him, and it seemed that his courage had returned.

"Hmph, it's good not to die! Let's try his strength. Oda Nobunaga, kill him! (To be continued.) )