Chapter 41: The Beginning of the Show
Countless materialized shadows, gathered together, formed a huge "cocoon". The cocoon, like a very disgusting egg, fluttered and beating, wrapped around the cocoon like a black ribbon, hanging the cocoon in the air, and at the same time, it was still dripping down every moment, like a black materialized shadow like slime.
"Wow, this miscellaneous soldier is still alive." The primeval hero king looked at all this coldly: "It's quite useful, this thing." β
With Gilgamesh's words, the black cocoon finally hatched what was conceived inside.
With a bang, a burst of black liquid like amniotic fluid with a fishy smell, wrapped in a white jade body of a red fruit, fell to the ground.
The girl's body was covered with a number of crimson spells like blood, and these large numbers of terrifying spells were like ugly earthworms, covering the girl's white and flawless body, and it looked like there was a sense of visual impact of blasphemy and holiness.
Unlike the body full of temptation, there was no trace of life on the girl's beautiful face, like an empty doll without a trace of soul, and she didn't care whether her body was exposed to the air like this.
Ma Kiri, one of the founding three families of the Holy Grail War, the true heir of the Kiriri family, has an extremely rare overhead element in magic, and is a specialty: manipulation of "shadows".
"Hmph, chops, did you eat enough last night? It's time to play your part, too. The expression on Gilgamesh's face was nothing but indifference or indifference, and he looked at Sakura as if he were looking at another piece of filthy garbage, not even a trace of human charity.
Sakura held the ground with her hands, slowly got up from the ground, and in the process of her actions, black ribbons, like conscious snakes, wrapped around her body, and finally formed a strange black robe.
Wrapped in a black robe, he finally avoided the image of a girl ****, just a black robe, a bright red spell, a pale face without a trace of blood, and white hair turned into silver threads...... This combination of colors can only be conjured with ominous and death......
Sakura stretched out her hand, a shadow like a substance, like a tamed dog, meekly pasted up, and Sakura touched the shadow with her hand, it was also a bit like a girl stroking a cute little animal.
"It's not enough...... It's not enough ......," Sakura said softly, as if muttering to herself, her eyes without a hint of focus.
As Gilgamesh watched, the materialized shadow formed a deep pool, and gradually, a huge black shadow slowly emerged from this deep pool......
"The people on that side are very good at converting the enemy's pawns into their own, which is a good strategy, and in that case, we will have to adopt the same tactics."
The smiling dark priest walked up to Gilgamesh's side at some point.
"Hmph, it's just some miscellaneous soldiers." Gilgamesh was very dismissive: "But...... As a mortal, Qili, your game is pretty good. It's just that no matter how many miscellaneous soldiers there are, they are at best just a foil to make the scene look better. The king who is enough to turn the tide of the situation only needs one. β
"Uh-huh......" Yan Feng Qili shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "There is indeed only one trump card, especially this trump card, even if the boss dies, it can be turned over." I have to say, as long as I think so, I feel lucky. β
Gilgamesh glanced at Yan Feng Qili: "As long as you surrender to this king with peace of mind, and this king is happy, he will naturally reward you with what you want, Qili, this time I will first forgive you for not kneeling when you see the king, and the sin of not being called to see without permission." β
Yan Feng Qili had a nonchalant smile on his face, and after listening to Gilgamesh's words, he said, "Is there something wrong with you?" Why don't you stay and see? I thought you were interested. β
Gilgamesh turned straight away from here after he finished speaking, and before disappearing, Gilgamesh left only one sentence: "I don't need to tell you where this king is going, but if it weren't for the fact that this is a good show, this king wouldn't have looked at it at all." β
"Ahh......h He just smiled as he looked at the huge black giant that gradually emerged from the shadows......
"Good show...... It's almost time to start. Yan Feng Qili smiled.
On a pier in Fuyuki City, a blue-haired man in a flowered shirt was squatting and fishing, and the bucket next to him was already stuffed with all kinds of live fish, and it seemed that his harvest today was quite good.
At this moment, a slightly short, but heroic-looking red-haired man appeared behind the fishing man, this red-haired man was wearing a black tunic and his unsmiling expression made him look like the legendary Zhongnanhai bodyguard. In fact, if you ignore their current relationship, they should start fighting as soon as they meet.
The red-haired man in the tunic glanced at the bucket placed aside, and said casually, "The fishing skills are very good." β
The blue-haired man still had a piece of grass in his mouth, and when he heard this, he immediately sneered: "If it is to fight, I am still a little interested." β
"Lancer......" The red-haired man in the tunic said in a calm tone, "You know, now, it's impossible. β
There was a wild glint in Lancer's eyes: "In that case, what are you doing here?" You should know that I'm itching to taste blood right now, both yours and mine. Berserkerγ β
Berserker suddenly squatted beside Lancer, looking at the sea, as if talking to an old friend, and said lightly: "When I was a child, I often went down to the river to fish, and we were all poor there at that time, even if the people were still martial, it couldn't change the situation that it was difficult to eat meat." β
"Oh~~~ So, like Lao Tzu, you only like to eat meat." Lancer smiled slightly sarcastically, "Feel free to eat if you want, just a bucket of fish." I'll be able to catch another bucket soon. β
"I'm not here to talk to you about eating, they're all dead, what's the point of eating?" Berserker said lightly.
"Cut...... Lao Tzu thought you were going to say something, but I didn't expect your temperament to be such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and your martial arts are really not a good match. Lancer scoffed.
"Whether you live or die, when the sun rises, you can fight to your heart's content, and when the sun goes down, you can drink a lot, eat meat, and sing loudly! Even if it's an enemy? Even if we continue to fight tomorrow, tonight is a good friend who drinks and eats meat together! This is what Lao Tzu did when he was alive, after death, of course, he had to fight more to his heart's content, drink as much as he wanted, and eat meat as much as he wanted! β
"You're a hero......," Berserker said seriously, "Your character makes you a hero, but I'm not a hero, and I can't be a hero." Decades of memories are in my mind, and my self-cultivation efforts have long been deeply rooted in my bones. β
"So what? You're not a hero, what's the matter with me as a hero? Lancer never looked back at Berserker, as it seemed to him that the motionless line was much more important than Berserker.
"I'm wondering ......," Berserker said seriously, "Is the current Master worth our allegiance?" β