My name is Elijah,

There's an indigestion here.

15：18：44

"Inherent Enchantment: A land of flames through which only fire elementals are allowed to pass through!"

"Don't worry, Qili, things that aren't flames can't ...... Yes! ”

Yan Feng Qili gradually regained consciousness, and his ears still seemed to echo Tosaka Tosaka's confident words and the stunned exclamation afterwards.

When the black object like a mudslide fell from the sky and flooded the Liudong Temple, the young Shichen and Qili were not directly hit, but they had no time to escape after reaching the location of the courtyard wall, so the head of the Tosaka family, who was proficient in gem magic, threw several rubies and created a dark red barrier that could barely resist it.

However, just as the Jewel Knight triumphantly said the nature of the enchantment, those things that originally looked like black mud instantly turned into black flames, directly surging and engulfing the entire enchantment.

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As the agent of the Eighth Secret Trace Society of the Burial Mechanism, Yan Feng Qili's enemies are not only magicians, heretics, various demons, and dead apostles, but sometimes even other agents who were once colleagues.

At this point, he was confronted with a woman who had been turned into a Dead Apostle, a stone chamber with only one exit, and as long as he struck out, she would not be able to escape with her botched ability that had just been turned into a Dead Apostle.

"Are you...... Love my ......" she voiced.

With a distorted posture and voice that is about to die.

Qili couldn't help but sigh.

"You're going to let her go?" Lin Hao appeared at the door of the stone room pushing his wheelchair: "Are you sure that she is saying this sentence herself?" ”

"Don't talk too much, illusion" Qili had no intention of making a move, nor did she intend to give way, just stood there quietly looking at the woman in front of her who was changing from a human to a half-human, half-bird deformed form.

Although there are also dead apostles joining the burial mechanism, they are all powerful beings who are strong enough not to be affected by instinct to their will, and the nascent apostle in front of him is obviously just stealing her last obsession before death and deceiving her.

"Death Apostle is just a disease," Lin Hao continued behind his back, "Didn't you fantasize about me because you considered this possibility in your heart?" ”

Scold! Zheng! The Surrogate easily subdued the Sixteenth Dead Apostle's family in front of him, unable to make any attacks.

"Transfer the death apostolization of her." Qili said.

"Hehe, that's right." Lin Hao drove the wheelchair into the stone chamber and reached out to touch the distorted Dead Apostle, and in the next moment, the two forms were completely interchanged.

"Uh-huh......" The girl in the wheelchair let out a low groan, then raised her "arm" to look at the claws and feathers above: "Next, it's time to try to heal Deathapostle, or divert more pain and misfortune before 'I' die, it's up to you." ”

"Illusions are a few words." Qili looked at his wife, who had recovered to her original state, and said in a cold tone to Lin Hao behind her.

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The enemies of the Templar Church, with the exception of the Magicians' Guild Enforcers, are more than happy to switch sides of the Agents in various ways, and it is a great entertainment for them or them to have the Agents kill each other.

In the illusion, time is meaningless, Yan Feng Qili took "Lin Hao" to re-execute all the tasks in his memory, during which she transferred a total of 37 times to death, 12 times to werewolf, 9 times to brainwash, and countless attacks of various poisons and plagues, she looked like she was going to die every time, but in the end she did not die once, so that Qili looked at her with strange eyes from time to time.

At this time, the scene in the illusion has reached the scene where Tosaka Shichen asks Yan Feng Qili for assistance in the Holy Grail War, and he has no objections after Yan Feng Li agrees at the beginning, and he still has to ask his wife and daughter for their opinions at this time.

"Qili, what do you really want to do to participate in that Holy Grail War?" His wife, who looked like the last moment of her life, took her little daughter who couldn't see her face at all and asked him.

"Ha, don't look at me, this is your memory," in the corner of the room, Lin Hao, who couldn't be seen, was boringly polishing the metal wolf claws that popped out of the back of his hand: "If you set off for Fuyuki, this illusion will be over." ”

"That black mud is definitely not a good thing," Qili looked directly at Lin Hao, "It can't deliberately let me go through it again just to test your transfer ability, and you are not an illusion, at least, the real Lin Hao will definitely not be able to transfer so many fatal injuries and still be alive." ”

The surrounding illusions gradually receded, and in the dark world, only Qili and "Lin Hao" in a wheelchair remained.

"To make you discover your desires, of course." "Lin Hao" pointed to the back of Qili's hand, which was not full of arms, but only the three mantras he had originally obtained: "Move pain and misfortune to a place where you can see it at any time, and it will not be cured, what your interests, or desires, are, tell me." ”

"I want to feel all the pain and misery in the world—"

A pair of huge pure white wings suddenly unfolded behind Qili, and the consequences of various transfers on the wheelchair "Lin Hao" disappeared in an instant.

"And heal them."

"You-" Lin Hao's eyes widened.

"I am an angel." Yan Feng Qili said.

15：16：22

The "black mud" in the Great Holy Grail rolled up a whirlpool,

"It" is neither black nor mud, it is just a form that is manifested by the magic of "all the evils in the world" in order to be "seen".

In those blackness, there are all the derogatory and negative descriptions of human beings, words that make people feel unpleasant just by hearing them.

- Kill, kill

Anyone who is caught up in this vortex can only collapse in endless despair and be transformed into a part of it.

Although the conditions for "it" to descend have not been met, now that it has been transferred to the surface, "it" does not mind having some dessert before the main meal - such as these small beings who dare to fight directly above it.

After engulfing them unhindered, the evil of this world continues to turn.

- Kill, kill, die

- Death, death, death is not unwanted, but someone is faster than my hand, death, death is not allowed to rob the king's share, if something goes wrong with the king's body, I will kill you, death, death, death, oh, this thing can also reshape the body, I will also get some death, death, death is ridiculous, can you use the treasure now, death, death, you think this king can't do death, death

There is an incompatible "what" in the vortex of resentment and curses, they are completely unable to assimilate by negative emotions, and they can even talk to each other, which is absolutely impossible for the overall concept of "all the evil in the world".

- Death, death, nothing impossible, death, death, death, death, death

What is the King of Conquest?

Something prevented "it" from turning, and "it" asked in surprise.

- Death and death [I come, I see, I conquer, this is the king of conquest!] Death death

- Death [Heh, you actually plagiarized the remarks of a certain red fat man three hundred years later. Death

- Dead [Huh?] This king is relatively old, as long as I say it first, it is he who copied it. Death

Who are you?

As a collection of "all the evils in the world", "it" can ask questions about "what" in its own body, but it cannot regard that "what" as an object that can be communicated, and when the second person is used, it means that "they" are no longer a part of themselves.

- [In heaven and on earth, the only hero who is qualified to be the king is this king, and the others are just some mongrels. Dagger

Burst! Burst!

At the top of the Great Holy Grail, there was a large amount of black mud swirling, and the "cup mouth" as wide as a small lake suddenly boiled, spewing out the two figures upward.

It was Iskandar, the conquering king in armor and a big coat on his back, with red hair and red beard, and a leopard-headed and ringed eyes, and the heroic king Gilgamesh, who was somehow undressed and undressed.

"How dare you absorb its magic and reshape your body?" Iskandar looked at the "lake" where the water level had inexplicably dropped a lot, and then looked at Gilgamesh: "Don't you feel dirty?" ”

"Hehe, King of Conquest, you are jealous, it's really ugly." Gilgamesh shook his finger at him, "Could it be that this king has fulfilled his wish to 'acquire a body' before you?" ”

"Hah, someone promised to reshape my real body for me, and the effect must be better than this, right, Caster?" Rider waved behind Gilgamesh.

"Hmph, you want to deceive this king and then sneak attack? It's not a sensitive entity right now, but it's the aura of the other servants—"

"It's immoral!"

Bang! Poof!

Caster, dressed in a black celestial gown, floated silently and kicked Gilgamesh off with his undressed.

"Hello?" Iskandar didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I'll talk about your body when I get this guy back to Valhalla," Caster waved at Rider, "Servant can't beat him, but the physical state is perfectly fine." ”

The girl in black jumped down as she spoke.