Looking at Hassan, who rushed out of the hall and rushed to the courtyard, Yan Feng Qili, who was holding his breath, spread his hands at the same time, and the black keys in his hands were thrown off.

Instead, the cross was taken out and shimmered.

"Life is in him, and this life is the light of man—"

The baptism chanting based on the content of the Gospel transforms the magic power born in the body into a healing effect, but Rao is like this, and a painful expression appears on Yan Feng Qili's face.

In the midst of the pain, Yan Feng Qili still calmly made a judgment, took off his coat, and covered his mouth and nose tightly with the cloth that had been blessed by secret traces and had reached the level of a low-level magic ritual dress to some extent.

He breathed through his coat, and the pain was somewhat relieved.

There is no doubt that this poisonous mist is a curse.

The Templar Church does not use "magic", but rather uses something called "mystery", another technique that is similar to or even the same as magic.

Although the baptismal chant was used in time to curb the continued invasion of the toxin, it was not possible to resist it in the face of the Servant's Noble Phantasm.

That simple healing barrier was torn apart by the corrosive poisonous mist in an instant, not to mention a little breath, even if he just opened his mouth and recited the incantation, without inhaling the air, there would be explosive pain in the depths of his mouth and mouth, making his vision hazy.

"Qili! Hey, cheer up! Gift! ”

With the magic dress barrier that can still last for a while, Tosaka Shichen divided a little thought to his apprentice Yan Feng Qili, and looked at the other party reluctantly opened his eyes, Tosaka Shichen said in a deep voice:

“…… Anyway, let's get out of this fog first! ”

As he spoke, he waved his left hand and performed a magic trick.

Magic surged, strengthening his body.

In an instant, his physical body was strengthened to the point of being comparable to the most powerful athlete in the ordinary world.

"I see!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Feng Qili also used reinforcement.

However, maintaining the ritual of infusing the cross with magic did not have the energy to perform a second chant, so he chosen-

Spells.

This crystallization of powerful magic power is the most cost-effective to use on the Servant, but it can also be used as a block of energy that stores magic power, just like the gem of the Tosaka family, which can be consumed when needed.

The lines of the last spell disappeared in Yan Feng Qili's hand, and Yan Feng Qili's body was suddenly filled with powerful magic power, strengthened to a terrifying level, just the skin of the flesh was able to resist bullets.

What is strengthened is naturally not only the hardness of the flesh and skin, but also the explosive ability of the body.

Holding the cross in his right hand, Yan Feng Qili immediately chose the closest route in his memory that could lead to the outside world without passing through the courtyard.

Before the magic power of the spell was exhausted, Yan Feng Qili, who had obtained a powerful anti-demon ability, was already able to resist the damage caused by the poisonous mist, and his vision was also free from the erosion of the poisonous mist, and became clear again.

Tosaka Shichen and Yan Feng Qili quickly escaped from the Tosaka Mansion and escaped from this fortress workshop, without any nostalgia.

The two of them, who knew that the Servant was powerful, would not have the idea of continuing to use the workshop as a position to resist the Servant.

If it's anything else, forget it, in the face of this poisonous fog, sticking to the workshop is waiting for death.

.......

Outside the Tosaka Mansion, in the courtyard.

"Really, I still have to struggle a little bit, it's just a waste of strength."

A woman wearing a skull mask and having short purple hair whispered.

And with her as the center of the circle, all the creatures in the courtyard died.

Turfgrass, insects, bacteria or smaller microorganisms all die and melt away in the toxic mist.

The Quiet Hassan, its treasure, in addition to accurately poisoning the target, can also be diluted and released in the form of a poisonous mist.

Such a poisonous fog is difficult for even a powerful magician to resist.

The best way to do this is to escape.

The two of them responded in the right way.

However, the way in which the person in front of him, who is behind him, the final heir to the name of Hassan, is extremely stupid.

"You, sure enough, are not qualified to be Hassan."

Mirror Jing looked as if they were charging, gathering from all directions, holding daggers and short knives, and said in a low voice.

With a slight side of his body, after dodging thirteen daggers and short knives flying from the back, left side, and right directions, the mirrored and quiet body continued to dance in the courtyard like a dance, releasing its charm.

One of her abilities -

Silent dance steps.

She was able to charm those who observed her in a way that was close to engineering magic, and at the same time, it was also the way she released her treasure, the delusional poisonous body, in the form of a poisonous mist.

Although the level effect of the charm is not strong, it is lower than the strength of the diluted poisonous mist, and ordinary magicians can resist it, but with the quiet dance, many of the personalities in the hundred faces Hassan have a slight delay in their movements.

However, there are also many personalities who are not charmed.

Hassan, who sublimated the legend of "multiple personalities" into a treasure, each personality is relatively independent and has different personalities.

Most female personalities are not seduced by tranquility, and after male personalities, there are some who are not close to women or even have no feelings for women at all.

Among the more than forty personalities who rushed towards Tranquility, nearly twenty of them were not affected by the charm effect, and quickly rushed to the front of Tranquility.

But—

"It's too weak."

Even if it has been strengthened by the spell of Yan Feng Qili, but the delusional illusion will have a less power characteristic when a personality is separated, which makes the hundred faces look extremely weak in the face of tranquility.

Like chopping melons and vegetables, the mirror image was quiet and flexible, with its body against its body, as if it was dangerous, dodging one attack after another, and the short dagger in his hand cut the throats of several hundred Hassans and pierced into their heart-like spirit cores.

However, more than a dozen people fell.

Unlike the diluted poisonous mist, the creatures she touched were a hundred times more poisoned than the diluted ones.

Those hundred faces Hassan who was closely flashed by her with "dangerous and dangerous" movements, and most of his body was corroded in an instant at an extremely fast speed, like foam touched by high temperature.

And those who were bewitched by her seductive dance, even if it was only for an instant, their bodies had already begun to corrode.

Her quiet dance moves are not only seductive, but also have the effect of weakening the opponent's ability to resist both physically and mentally.

It was only a split second that their bodies were driven in by the toxin, eroding more than a fifth.

After slaying the last few Hassans, Mirror Quiet moved behind them with a smooth and seductive silent dance, touching their bodies like lovers, or gently pushing the dagger into their hearts......

When the quiet dance stopped, the last Baixiang Hassan who surrounded him fell to the ground.

"It's a pity that you're me."

Jing quietly gazed indifferently at the Hundred Faces Hassan who had fallen to the ground, and her poisonous mist was easy to use against enemies who were not strong individually and had only a few enemies.

Then, she lifted her toes lightly and stepped on the corpse of the dead Baixiang personality, and with each step, a black singularity would appear, and then expand, pulling Baixiang's corpse into it.

A victory without suspense.