In an unknown space, flames burn, and the sky and the earth seem to be connected.

The moon turned black, flickering flames that shone on the void of chaos and incomprehension.

Looking up from here, it was as if I had been a long time ago, looking at the stars overhead, and the fleeting brilliance made people envy and lament.

Ordinary nights don't exist here, just like a swarm of bees, looking around, there are countless incomprehensible creatures here.

No, to be precise, it's better to describe it as a monster.

The infinite number can be covered in less than an hour if it is Fuyuki City, and if it is released, it can easily level a city by relying on the number alone.

The black boy and the black girl, standing at the highest point of this world, looking down on these monsters, the huge number cannot be converted into powerful combat power, in front of the truly powerful heroic spirits, no matter how many they are, they are useless. Although it can torture and kill human beings, it has no real meaning.

God does not enjoy killing and destruction, and the dead are only necessary sacrifices to victory, worthless and unavoidable. If a human being has to be sacrificed in order to accomplish some kind of feat, then it doesn't matter, but if there is no value, he has no extra thoughts to kill a person.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

The voice of the old magician sounded in the void.

The old man who should have been eliminated by Yan Feng Qili is still alive.

Of course, the defeated Jiantong dirty inkstone is just a collection of insects.

The true body of the old magician, the possession that left the soul in the world, is sleeping in the safest place.

Even the Father's Word could not destroy the old magician unless the worm in his body was defeated.

Of course, Yan Feng also knows this kind of thing.

"The old spirit body is damaged, and there is no way to reshape the body, I need a fresh body."

The old magician's voice echoed, and he had no way to go hunting, so he wanted to find someone to do it for him.

"Losing the Assassin and not being able to reshape the body means it's useless?"

The voice was cold and unemotional, with a hint of danger, and the black girl's eyes felt a terrible state, and the eyes without light were fixed on the void.

As time passed, her mind matured, and Sakura's memories of the substitute slowly revived in her mind.

Although it is ruthless, after all, it is fused with this body, and the disgust and dislike in my heart are imprinted in the body.

"Are you saying that to the old man?"

The slow-flowing silence, the hell illuminated by the pitch-black flames, resounded with the sound of crawling insects.

Although the old magician has lost his body, he still has his hole cards.

The girl cannot disobey the old man, no matter what she becomes, the girl's heart lives in his body.

If the old magician wanted to, he could eat the essence of the girl from the inside out, so as to obtain the power of the Holy Grail himself, but in order to make it stronger, he would like to wait a little longer.

"Who do you think you think, Machiri?"

"Hehe, although I want to say that I want to maintain it for a while, but let's end it, the divine envoy is okay, right?"

The old magician smiled and asked the black boy's opinion, but he didn't get an answer, so he took it as the default that the dirty inkstone used the last magic trick.

Although I understand that this is not as good as an animal, I still have to eat her, although it is the body of a granddaughter, but it doesn't matter, it's just an outsider anyway.

Old Magic sneered, and it was laughter coming from the girl's throat, using the vocal cords of the empty Sakura Makiri.

The girl's neck seems to be a bug moving. I couldn't see it, my skin wasn't crawling with bugs, it wasn't on the outside, it was on the inside.

For the girl, there is nothing else except the crooked thoughts that cannot escape and gradually approach her heart.

Insect messenger, inter tung dirty inkstone.

His body, the possession of his corrupt soul, was the nerves that lurked in the black girl's heart.

"Hehehehe...."

Farewell, as an experimental subject, to be able to grow to this point, Jian Tong Dirty Yan can't bear it anymore.

A living body, a body that never withers, this is a step into eternal life.

Bugs crawl through the black girl's body, making a sound of crawling through the veins.

The last spirit of the extremely corrupt Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone,Ordered the insect that is the body,Prepare to eat the girl's brain。

And yet—

"You can't even contain the 'sins' of the Holy Grail, but you want to devour me as the original canon?"

The girl plunged her finger into her heart, plunged deep into her nerve, and pulled out a worm.

Screams of horror and confusion.

Digging into her heart and nerves, the girl smiled casually.

This insect is the body of the Tong Dirty Inkstone, the last hole card of Maqiri.

"-what, what are you doing, you-"

Writhing vigorously.

The girl observed the insects with a godless gaze, quite weak insects, like ants, and did not even have the ability to resist at all.

In fact, the real insect body of the Tung Dirty Inkstone is not so short.

In order to parasitize the girl's heart, the old magician switched to this more suitable bug.

Because it has to inhabit the heart, it must be able to conform to the heart.

Looking back, this strange hobby was the failure of the old magician.

"If you hadn't been wiped out by the priest, it would have been a little difficult to destroy you, but ah, your greed and stupidity are ridiculous..."

Laughed.,The black girl laughed out loud as if she was endowed with feelings.,It's the laughter of the Kirizakura.,It's like revenge for so many years of pain.,The girl's laughter is quite hearty.。

The bugs writhed hard.

The girl's fingers began to strain against the filth pinched by her fingertips.

"Wait, wait... Divine Messenger!! ”

The dirty inkstone was extremely frightened, but there was no chance at all, and the boy just watched all this silently, not caring about it.

The flickering black flames, crackling, and the insects turned to ashes.

Staring at the ashes stained in the palm of your hand, is there wind blowing above your head? In the sky, there was a boom.

"Gilgamesh is a threat, he has eyes for the future, and may have gotten a glimpse of part of the plan."

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Don't worry, recover the remaining Heroic Spirits first, so that you can have all the power of the Holy Grail."

Assassin, Rider, Archer, and Caster are gone, and the few remaining Heroes of the Holy Grail War—Saber, Berserker, and Lacner—will become prey.

Assassin, Rider, Archer, and Caster are gone, and the few remaining Heroes of the Holy Grail War—Saber, Berserker, and Lacner—will become prey.