"Fate?"

"Doomed?!"

"Fateful ??!"

"Ridiculous !!"

In the Colosseum, all intelligent beings felt a trance.

When he came back to his senses, Poison Island Tsuneko had already appeared in front of Xiao Yun.

Even the ruined auditorium, which is covered with rubble and blood, is like a palace at this time!!

Even if you are in a confrontation with the enemy, it is like an audience!!

Even Xiao Yun behind him, because another plan was actually completed so perfectly, let out a heartbroken laugh, at this time, it actually seemed like a court clown who could only live to please the empress!!

The real master, the place under his feet, is the land, and the place where he stands is the palace!!

"Even if it is the goddess of fate in front of me, it is only worthy of me*!!"

"Huh~~~"

Xiao Yun didn't know when she had dragged her broken body and crawled to her feet.

Through the leather boots, I pinched it twice, and even felt the smoothness with my face, "I guess there are really a lot of people who want to lick it, Her Majesty ~~~"

“… Can you be serious? ”

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"Wow, don't you want to exaggerate..."

Fu Shuai swallowed a handful of potato chips and said vaguely.

In front of his eyes, there were three people, and a... Cocoon.

At the same time, beacons that are set up as useless posterior molars are also sending a series of messages to the brain.

[The world deviation of this plot has reached a critical value, and the worldview has begun to collapse.] 】

[Dimensional barrier stability begins to decrease.] In addition, based on the permissions of 34B598OI, the following information can be obtained:

[PLANE EROSION SUBJECT: FATE-STAY-NIGHT; The rules of the spells in that world will automatically apply to this world and evolve on its own. 】

[Special Story: The Holy Grail War has become one of the main stories of this world, and you will be rewarded with large points for participating.] 】

[The story change reward in this story world has been canceled, and the protagonist kill reward has been canceled.] 】

[The plot inertia of this plot world has been canceled.] 】

[Warning, all original plots are subject to change, and the outcome is unpredictable.] 】

[The exit point of this story world has been doubled to 60,000 points.] 】

And these three people are in a cocoon...

Poison Island didn't say a word of nonsense, but directly found a place to sit down at the dining table, set up a pair of beautiful legs, and brewed black tea to drink as if no one was around.

Xiao Yun's bones all over her body made a seeping "click" sound, and she adjusted the last energy a little, and dragged the petite one-armed blonde girl with delicious fear and despair in her eyes, although she couldn't move a finger... I walked into the bedroom and locked the door.

And that cocoon...

It's just a heartbeat-like rhythm, and it's just a self-conscious agitation.

And Lu Ziqiao, who had completed the chanting of the incantation, gently pushed the glasses that had been transformed into an energy detector, "It's here." ”

Even if he wasn't an inductive reincarnation, he intuitively felt that a terrifying energy suddenly invaded this living room, and then forcibly poured into that meat cocoon in an unreasonable manner.

He was talking about the energy in the Great Grail system, and after the isolation of the Azula Star was broken, those "deserved" quotas poured in.

At the same time, there was a scream from the bedroom, and then the wooden door was "pushed" out by the strong wind pressure, showing some kind of unsightly scene...

"Let's take a good look~~" Kneeling on the blood-stained black sheets, he held up his cute head and let those green eyes as clear as jade look out of the room.

In her ear, Xiao Yun whispered softly.

"Senior's freshmen..."

Although Artoria in her hand is still alive, she only has a head left.

And after one-seventh of the energy of the Britannian dragon vein was injected into the meat cocoon, the cocoon skin composed of energy gradually took on a keratin-like look, then crystallized, and finally a trace of cracks appeared...

Then Xue Qiong walked out.

Unlike when the energy poured into the room, Xue Qiong who broke out of the cocoon seemed to be just that Xue Qiong.

There is no violent momentum, there is no cool style, at this time, he gives the reincarnation the feeling, can only be called "mediocre"...

Only those who observe carefully enough can discover his unchanged shirt, trousers, and black trench coat, and the undercurrent surging on it!

"It's already reached this level..."Lu Ziqiao nodded.

With a wealth of experience, he can immediately determine that these so-called "clothes" are actually all pure dark magic!! And if Xue Qiong's ability to control energy did not reach a level that was almost against the sky, it would be impossible for them to be so perfectly restrained into this form, let alone have the leisure to waste precious energy on such innocuous things as clothes!!

And even, the robe swayed gently in the wind, not like ordinary energy armor, like a layer of hard shell... To be able to reach this level, it can only be said that those energies spontaneously chose to surrender in front of him!

This temperament, not to mention the three people in the love apartment who are not good at it, even if it is a triumvirate figure of the Heart Association, I have never heard of it!!

Except, of course, for Liu Jiangtao, a monster full of mysteries.

"Smack." Xue Qiong didn't say anything, just patted Lu Ziqiao's shoulder lightly, his eyes stayed on the coffee table, the cracked star of Azula for a second, and then he turned his back and stood in front of the hologram of the European battlefield.

He frowned.

"Blackie, zoom in on that guy's face."

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“… Is it, even Shunezel is dead? ”

Somewhere on an island.

A long time had passed in the Star of Azula, but outside, it had only been two days since the battle in the Ashuford Academy.

And for a certain emperor, His Majesty, who has already devoted all his body and mind to a greater cause, it is also a matter of course that he does not have the energy to take care of these worldly things until now.

Standing in front of the tall stone gate, the faintly glowing seagull-shaped icon, and the golden sunlight spilling through the hole, the supreme emperor of the Britannian Empire, Charles di Britannia, stood with his hands in his hands, looking out at the skyline above the sea.

The henchmen beside him read the lengthy list of important people one by one, and the beads of sweat on his head became more and more.

"Drink hahahahaha!!" Charles burst out laughing!

The henchmen were silent, and Charles continued to laugh: "The Empire, the Chinese Federation, and the EU, are there no one anymore?!" ”

The list could no longer be read, and the henchman had to glance down twice, and then summarized: "Basically, yes. ”

"The EU, in particular, was completely in chaos after the sudden attack that killed the top leaders of the member states."

"Hmph." Charles scoffed, "The so-called cooking country is just a group of people chasing fame and fortune, staging some tricks of jumping clowns." ”

"In the Chinese Federation, there is only one eunuch left to hold the power, but this person has no ambitions and knows nothing about governing strategy."

The smile on Charles's face was even more triumphant, "Huh! A eunuch who doesn't even have eggs? ”

"Your Majesty, the minister has the courage to speak, this is my once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in Bunitania!"

"If Your Majesty orders to send troops on the pretext of tracking down the true murderer of the prince, Your Majesty's dream of dominating the world will also..."

But when it comes to this, even the ministers who are most trusted by the emperor on weekdays, regarded as their right-hand man, and leaning towards the government and the opposition, have to keep silent.

For he sensed that the Emperor's sneering gaze had turned to him.

"You're afraid, aren't you?"

"No, don't dare!" It was as if the kneecap had been suddenly removed, and the confidant knelt in front of Charles.

"Hmph." Touching his hand to the stone gate behind him, the emperor said, "You still want me to turn to him and give up these things?!" ”

"You're so daring!!"

The man at his feet was silent.

"Even if you dominate the world, what can you do?!"

"Stupid creatures like human beings, even if they all belong to the same country, there will be no less fighting and suspicion, and even worse!"

"Without the power of [worldliness], these [mundane] things can never be settled once and for all!"

The Emperor said. And as if what he said made sense, the ground beneath the feet of the two began to tremble slightly...

"The time of promise is coming soon!"

"Before the sun rises tomorrow, all preparations for [Ragnarok] must be completed!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!!"

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"—until then, we will call you Your Majesty!"

In the humble RV, Hongyue Karen silently put down her chopsticks and let the not-so-fatty supermarket salmon meat slip from her mouth along with the cheap genetically modified rice.

The surrounding rebel members also looked stunned, pinching their thighs to see if there was something wrong with their ears or brains.

After the death of several governors of the 11th District, and several raids by the Zerg, the current 11th District is indeed a mess. And this team, which has just been controlled by her Red Moon Kalian, has also accumulated a lot of popular support in several street battles and rescue activities, and is snowballing...

But no matter who it is, no matter which guy has a normal brain, it is impossible to make such crazy rhetoric when he only has this little capital in his hand!!

But this guy's previous analysis...

"How sure is the gentleman?"

"Seven points, but it's enough to give it a shot."

"What's the worst outcome?"

"It's a big deal with Britannia and the Zerg."

“……”

Seeing that Hongyue Kalian seemed to be a little hesitant, the mysterious person in front of him took off his hood.

The feather fan in his hand is gently shaken.

"Husband, stand in troubled times!"

"My Zhuge Kongming's lifelong wish is to assist the lord and rule the world!!"

Karen Hongyue's shoulders trembled heavily, because Shinichiro Tamaki next to her had already shining, and he patted her.

"What are you doing, big sister?"

"yes, let's do it!"

"! Fuck it!! ”

Karen Hongyue's hands trembled.

"Two things. We... We cannot stand under the banner of the liberation of Japan. She was trying to keep her composure.

Although it is not directly said, it is also equivalent to a declaration.

Suppressing the cheers, she continued, "Besides, we can't live without sir. ”

"So the Holy Grail War must be won, so that Mr. can stay here so that we can guarantee that we can win that real war..."