Thinking of the earth-shattering explosion just now, Alice Phil also had palpitations, this kind of destructive power was indeed terrifying.

However, her poor state has nothing to do with being frightened, and after Berserker was eliminated, the little chalice inside her began to work.

It is responsible for collecting and temporarily storing the souls of those who have died until the final arrival of the Holy Grail.

And Alice Phil, who is the shell of the Little Holy Grail, naturally has to bear a lot of load, and as more and more servants are eliminated, she will die sooner or later and become a Little Holy Grail.

"Saber, let's go back first, anyway, because of Caster's intervention, this battle has stopped."

After Alice Fell took a few breaths, her complexion gradually returned to her original state, and only one servant was eliminated at present, and she could still hold it for the time being.

Saber nodded, several servants were scattered due to the explosion, and it was naturally difficult to gather again, and after this interruption, everyone was no longer in the mood to fight.

The Dumb King helped Alice Phil up and got into a Mercedes Benz as it drove towards the castle on the outskirts.

"Tonight's fight must have been planned by Caster, so what was his purpose?" Alice Phil asked Saber as she drove the car.

She still couldn't figure it out, not only her, but the other masters and servants were also confused.

Wren's purpose in participating in the Fourth Holy Grail War was not at all for the so-called "universal wishing machine", so in the eyes of many people, his behavior was somewhat inexplicable.

Even Tosaka Toshichen and Director Ken have identified him as a troublesome spoiler and an unstable factor.

Saber also couldn't figure out what Wuming wanted to do, but she was a little angry with him:

"I don't know, but the next time we meet, I'll definitely ask why he's planning tonight!"

Lancelot withdrew because of the Hero King, and Saber naturally focused most of his hatred on Gilgamesh, but also on Wren.

………

Such a huge explosion could even be felt in the buildings in the vicinity, and the razing of the house to the ground alarmed many people in the surrounding area.

After the servants and masters left, the Templars quickly took over the scene.

Supervisor Yan Fengli is working hard to send away those citizens who came to see the excitement, and tomorrow it is estimated that he will have to find an excuse to prevaricate those reporters.

Not surprisingly, it was the gas explosion again.

"Hey, Wuming, there's a lot of people there, how are we going to find the dirty inkstone in that piece of waste?"

In a small forest next to it, the wild goose stared at the ruined house, frowning.

Wren sensed it on a nearby roof, then jumped down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"Yanye, who told you that the body of the old insect must be hidden in the underground insect chamber of the Jian Tong Mansion, and not somewhere else?"

"Not there?" Jian Tong Yanye looked surprised.

He had always thought that the old worm was buried under the ruins, and he was a little worried that he would not be found.

"It should be said that he is worthy of being an old magician who has lived for 500 years, and he really knows the truth that he can continue his life by struggling." Wren teased.

He beckoned to Wild Goose, and walked towards the other side of Fukayama Town with a confused expression, and after walking for a while, he came to an ordinary two-story building.

"The dirty inkstone is hidden here?" Yan Ye frowned, this place is not the property of the Jian Tong family at all.

There was a strange blue-purple light circulating in Wren's pupils, and he nodded, and his tone sighed a little:

"It's because there's no connection, so it's hidden, who would have thought that the Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone would hide the ontological brain worm in the body of an ordinary office worker?"

As soon as the words fell, brilliant runes flowed from the soles of his feet into the ground, and the magic surged, quickly outlining layers of enchantments and enveloping the entire house.

On the sofa in the room, a man in a plaid shirt is leisurely watching TV.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he let out a terrible scream, and his whole body fell to the cold floor with a pop.

He rolled wildly on the floor, knocking over a chair and shattering a ceramic cup on the table.

However, the most terrifying thing is that the green tendons under his skin are twisted, the muscles are wriggling and deformed, all the hair on his body is falling out, and his body is gradually shrunken and shriveled......

Soon after, a short, bald, hunchbacked old man stood in the drawing-room, his limbs as thin as mummies, his eyes sunken, and his body exuding the smell of decay.

Jian Tong shook his arm and familiarized himself with his new body.

His original flesh had died long ago, and after the decay or wear and tear of his current body, he could eat the flesh of others as a substitute for "resurrection."

And as long as the soul of the ontological bug is not defeated, he can continue to survive, but there is a limit to such magic.

Although he only needs one person's meat to make a favorite image like clay, he is actually bound by the record of the soul, so he has always been an old man.

The worst thing is that the aging of the soul is unavoidable.

Therefore, even if you get fresh flesh, it will start to decay as soon as you get it, so it must be replaced regularly, but in the past, it was okay to be active for more than 50 years after replacing it once.

Now he had to be replaced every few months, and the time was getting shorter and shorter, which meant that he was on the verge of death.

"Tong dirty inkstone, I have a friend visiting, please come out and see it."

A clear voice suddenly came into his ears, and Jian Tong's face couldn't help but change slightly, he had just transferred his soul over, and he hadn't had time to check the surrounding situation.

When he sensed that there were 5 layers of impregnable barrier outside the house, his face became very ugly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little panicked.

Unlike the previous body, his body is also hidden in this body, once destroyed......

It was useless to hide, the door slowly opened, and Jian Tong came out in clothes that looked a little loose.

His sunken eye sockets stared at Wren in a red and black suit, revealing a stellar light:

"This strange servant, Berserker has been eliminated, and I don't have a spell in my hand, why are you chasing me?"

"Should I call you a kiri? Or a partner in justice - Machiri Zorgen. Wren didn't answer his question, but asked with a smile.

It's a bit unimaginable, but the old bug was once the same person as the young man of the palace, and he had a dream when he was young - to eliminate all evil in the world.

Maybe it's been too long since I've heard this name, but the old bug was in a trance, and then he chuckled a few times:

"Who are you, you shouldn't be an ancient heroic spirit, could it be that you once knew me?"

"I'm actually von Hohenheim Paracelsus, can you believe me?" Wren pursed his lips and smiled a few times as well.