At the same time as Bai Shuo asked, Liang Chengcheng's appearance began to change slowly, his originally somewhat dull face was covered by a miserable white mask, and his originally somewhat short body slowly rose up under the inexplicable strength, making a crackling and crisp sound, and his thin limbs were covered with a layer of strong muscles, and the clothes on him were loose and loose, making people suspect that the clothes he stole had changed at the beginning.

After a moment of writhing, a black cloak encased his body, revealing a tight black outfit through the gap in the cloak. Liang Chengcheng's originally thin appearance also became tall and sturdy, and a strange aura emanated from the black outfit.

This is what Liang Chengcheng looked like in this war, I don't know why, after changing his appearance, his spirit was also much clearer, after thinking about it for a while, he slowly raised his head to look at his teammates, and twisted his body a little uncomfortably.

A strange voice came from under the mask, like a vague voice synthesized by a chaotic quarrel between dozens of people: "I don't know what the skill is, but what you said is probably this thing." ”

Just between the words, his form suddenly turned into a vague darkness, and after a short blur, Liang Chengcheng, who had reappeared in place, had already become...... Two?

After Chen Jingmo rubbed his eyes, he first recognized what was going on in this strange situation: "This is Assasin ...... of a Thousand Faces"

In the Holy Grail War, the Assassin was the most monotonous rank, because unlike other ranks that covered the entire human civilization, the Assassin rank was fixed to the once famous Assassin group in the Middle East, the Old Man of the Mountain: Hassan.

In other words, through normal methods, only Assassin Heroic Spirits of Hassan's lineage can be summoned (during the Fifth Holy Grail War, the Heroic Spirits summoned by Mother C according to a bug are an odd number.) And the Assassin who appeared in the Fourth Holy Grail War, when he was human, was quite unique even among the killers with special skills.

It is said that he has thousands of faces, and can seamlessly transform into old people, children, strong men, women, and even the most familiar people around his target, without any flaws.

Because the Assassin had no name, he was known as Assasin of a Thousand Faces; And after his death, Lingge was sublimated into a heroic spirit, and according to legend, this skill has also miraculously improved and changed, forming the most unique state.

This is also the ability that Liang Chengcheng has acquired, not to use magic awakening to replace the enemy's heart, to grab the enemy's heart and crush it, so as to kill the enemy's 'delusional heart', nor is it the 'Storm Protection' that can travel through the storm and sandstorm...... Rather, it is the ability to cut your own soul and give birth to a clone!

This is the most suitable skill for Liang Chengcheng, and Bai Shuo can hardly imagine how many completely different clones Liang Chengcheng can separate after having this skill.

In the hands of the assassins in the original book, although the total number of clones is not limited, the total number of souls is certain. Therefore, once the number exceeds a certain number, the clone created can only lie on the ground and be slaughtered.

And how much can Liang Chengcheng's soul be split after being strengthened by the main god?

When Bai Shuo asked this question, Liang Chengcheng shook his head decisively and said, I don't know.

Then, in the next three minutes, the entire empty roof was covered with dense clones, and the number of black-clad assassins on the narrow roof was no less than forty...... And it seems that Liang Chengcheng still has the strength to continue to make it.

It's just these created clones...... How so...... Quite a lack of professionalism!

So many doppelgangers with completely different surnames are crowded together, you push and I squeeze, there are constant collisions, and there are even clones who deliberately step on other people's feet to make trouble and then fight.

Fighting with himself, it seems that Liang Chengcheng has found a fun way again............―――――――――――――― in the silent Tosaka Mansion, it is dark; In this seemingly lax place, the successive heads of the Tosaka family have used various magic structures to build a magic workshop that kills step by step.

And at this moment, all the magic institutions and warning enchantments have been opened, surrounding the very center of the entire mansion, forming a fortress strong enough to resist the invasion of any magician.

In the basement in the center of the mansion, the cleared open space has been painted with intricate and detailed patterns, forming a detailed and delicate summoning circle.

The only light was held in the hands of a middle-aged man with a serious face.

The current head of the Tosaka family, the magician Tosaka Tokitomi grabbed the candle in his hand and asked his disciple:

"Are you ready, Qili?"

He received an answer that he had expected and was a matter of course.

The man in the priest's robe nodded without any mood fluctuations: "Ready." ”

The man named Ngaspa is the overseer of the Holy Grail War, the son of the head of the Templar Church, Tsunomine Rimasa, and one of the executors of the plan between Tosaka Tokitomi and Tsunomine Rimasa.

As a helper, Yen Mine Kiri secretly helps Tosaka Tokitomi, a magician who has a close personal relationship with Yen Mine Rimasa, to obtain the Holy Grail.

Giving the Holy Grail to the most qualified person, and in the opinion of Overseer Yan Feng Rimasa, Tosaka Tokitomi is impeccable in terms of magic and quality; Rather than allowing someone else to get the Holy Grail and cause unforeseen disasters, it is better to give it to someone he is comfortable with in the first place.

For example, Tosaka Tokitomi.

Therefore, the Tosaka family and Yan Fengli, who is the overseer of the Holy Grail War, had made this plan three years ago, and today, it is finally about to begin.

After three years of studying magic at the Tosaka family, Yan Feng Qili also has the ability to summon heroic spirits, and his spell has been obtained three years ago.

This was a God-given opportunity for him to compete for the Holy Grail, the Cauldron of Almighty.

But so far, Yan Fengqili doesn't understand why he was chosen, he has never had any desire for such unrealistic things, and he has never thought of these thoughts.

This kind of doubt has been entangled in his heart from the beginning, making him think about it constantly, but he has not thought of any possible surnames so far.

Regardless, tonight, he had to summon his Heroic Spirit, and his father and Tosaka's plan was about to begin.

Yan Feng Qili's silence was quite appreciative in the eyes of Tosaka Shichen. He believed that composure was an essential quality for a magician, and that he must be graceful at all times, not in a hurry; This quality of Yan Feng Qili made him appreciate it very much, and it also strengthened his confidence in victory.

"So, let's get started." He looked at Yan Feng Qili's calm expression in the candlelight, and turned sideways, revealing the magic circle that had already been inscribed.

Yan Feng Qili slowly walked past Tosaka Shichen's side, facing the complex and exquisite magic circle, I don't know why, he still has an empty mind until now.

He didn't care about such an important thing in front of him, he didn't panic, he didn't think about it, but he felt that his mind was empty.

He didn't have any associations with the Holy Grail, nor did he have the thirst for the Holy Grail that others craved. He still doesn't understand why there is his own among the people chosen by the Holy Grail.

Using the Holy Grail as an indexing word, his mind slowly recalled the relevant memories and information, the magic he had learned in the past three years, and the rituals to be performed next, and the information of his rivals...... Under the flickering candlelight, he slowly opened his lips, the magic circuit was activated, and the magic power in his body began to run with the pre-set trajectory, attracting the power that had already been engraved on the magic base, so the magic power in the air also fluctuated.

Bursts of chaotic and orderly magic power converged, condensing in the center of the circle, and the number was huge enough to surprise ordinary magicians, but Yan Feng Qili still didn't feel anything.

If you have to feel it, it's the kind of thing that a person sees something very familiar when he is doing something routine every day, and he lets out a faint 'oh': there is so much magic.

With his back to Tosaka Shichen, he showed a hollow expression that was not emotional.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a holy grail to me at all...... Even so, what should be continued is continued, he will go all out according to the agreement, and help Tosaka Toshitomi obtain the Holy Grail, without any slackness, serious and serious; It was an order from his father, but he didn't have the slightest sense of being involved in it.

It's like a fast-moving machine, pushing him to work, but there is nothing, and the emptiness is frightening.

He looked down at the magic circle that was gradually lit up, and the magic circuit in his body sent a familiar vibration, so he opened his lips and looked down at the place where the miracle was about to happen, his eyes expressionless.

"Announce!"

“…… Your body is from my command, my destiny is endowed with your sword! ”

He suddenly felt an unexpected aura fill his chest, like a premonition of what was about to happen, and he vaguely felt the meaning of why he had participated in this war, but he couldn't think of it himself; There were images echoing in his mind one after another, and the magic circuits in his body seemed to be about to burn, and they began to read out of his control, so that he could not stop chanting.

"If the fate of the Holy Grail is obeyed, then the one who is the way, respond!"

His mind suddenly remembered a familiar face in the intelligence, a pair of eyes that were as empty as his own.

The man named Kiritsugu Emiya, just at the first glance, he understood that he was the same as himself.

But why did he join this war?

There must be some reason why I didn't notice it, if I find it from him, then I can make up for the defects, right?

It must be like this...... Is this what it means for the Holy Grail to choose herself?

The sudden revelation in his mind made him show a look of sudden realization, and then it seemed that the chanting sound of gold and iron sounded again.

"I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world! I am the sum of all the evils of the world! ”

The sudden confluence of magical power caused his body to lose its original meaning, turning into a small building block in this huge cycle, connecting mystery and reality.

"The seven days that entangle your three great words and spirits are coming to the theory of suppression!

Guardian of the scales! ”

The last sentence finally came out of his mouth, and the long chant ended at this moment, and Yan Fengqili was almost on the verge of collapse under this unexpected reaction.

The chaotic magic power quickly shrank towards the center of the circle, and it was in the center of the circle, and the servant shrouded in black robe slowly revealed his body.

In the eyes of Yan Feng Qili and Tosaka Shichen, a light shone on his body, and the servant-assassin wearing a mask slowly stepped out of the magic circle, looking at Yan Feng Qili's face with serious eyes.

"I ask you, are you my master?"

(To be continued)