"I've always treated you as my sister's ......"

Bai Shuo also felt a hint of something not quite right, he seemed to have said something very remarkable just now...... Is it really okay...... Well, it must be an illusion, absolutely fine.

"Captain......" Ottoria lowered her head, her shoulders trembled, and her voice seemed a little trembling and strange. In Bai Shuo's opinion, it was more like he was moved and speechless.

"Please ......" Ottoria raised her head and glared at Bai Shuo's face: "Go and die!" ”

For some reason, the blonde girl became angry, looking for a place on Bai Shuo's body that could attack for a long time, but in the end, seeing him wrapped in bandages, she still dispelled this idea.

Without giving him a chance to reply, he turned around and left.

Across a wall, there was a faint sound of Changsun Wu laughing, and the middle-aged uncle who was holding the splint with both hands laughed so much that his stomach began to hurt, and he hit the wall frantically, laughing intermittently, and talking to himself.

"Haha, this, is this the tearful youth? Ha ha...... Teacher, I can't do it...... Haha......"

"Eldest grandson, smiling so happily, it looks like the injury is almost healed." Bai Shuoyin's voice came from the other side of the wall: "Then, I will ask you to take charge of investigating the deep mountain town today." ”

"Please don't ...... like this"

Bai Shuo didn't continue to pay attention to him, but was shocked by the news from Liang Chengcheng:

"Yanfeng Church was attacked last night, Yan Fengli died on the spot, and Yan Fengqili was not at the scene at the time."

"Hey, hey!" Bai Shuo looked at the message on his watch and muttered to himself: "What kind of plot development is this......"

"Assemble me all at once!"

――――――――――――――――――Last night, when Liang Chengcheng saw the satellite rays falling from the sky, he suddenly felt the call of the spell.

The power from the spell broke through the boundaries of time and space, returning his dried-out mana to its usual level, and in the next moment, his body appeared on the stone steps outside the Yanfeng Church.

The one-armed Assassin still wore a pale mask on his face, and was watched with a cold gaze from his master.

"The mission failed." Liang Chengcheng sat on the ground, shrugged his shoulders and said, "My doppelganger was killed. ”

"Faceless Hassan, do you want me to try the spell to force you to destroy yourself?" Yan Feng Qili frowned: "I usually show such a weak strength, but at a critical moment, I made a movement that almost completely disrupted Dongmu Town, what is going on?" ”

"I'd also like to ask, which SM club is this queen in the photo?"

Liang Chengcheng took out a photo from his arms, and on top of the photo, the ancient king with golden hair stood proudly in the sky, looking around.

If this topic continues, I'm afraid there won't be any results, and originally Yan Feng Qili was not kind in front, and after the plan failed, he was embarrassed to say: "In order to get you out of everyone's sight, please die first" or something.

It's no problem to cook raw rice into mature rice, but if you talk about it after it becomes like this, it can only completely reduce the almost existential trust between the two to a negative value.

So, he turned around and looked at the church, which seemed to have passed by an earthquake.

The originally magnificent building has completely collapsed, and as the representative of the Templar Church and the overseer of the Holy Grail War, Yan Fengli's life and death are unknown.

"Fifteen minutes ago, the Yanfeng Church was attacked, your clone was completely destroyed, and my father's life and death are unknown, this is your dereliction of duty."

"Oh, I just discovered that I haven't solved the problem of not communicating closely enough between clones." Liang Chengfeng shook his head lightly, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Do you need me to help with the excavation?" ”

Yan Feng Qili didn't look back, looked at the ruins in the night and said, "No need, I will use the church's connections to solve it, you go around and inspect it." ”

"Then, Zhu Lingzun's body was dug up a long time ago. Well, I mean, you don't have to die, Father Yanfeng, Hong Fu Qi Tianshou and ...... Ahem, okay, I'll go first, do you want to bring you a bowl of noodles back to eat? ”

In Yan Fengqili's sight, under the oppressive force like a ghost and god, Liang Chengcheng slowly disappeared, and the spirits in the air continued to disperse, and after turning into dozens of figures, in addition to his own body, the other clones left in different directions.

As the overseer of this Holy Grail, Yan Feng Lizheng did not live to the end in the original book, but died at the hands of Kenes, who was devastated after losing everything; It was only a small pistol that took his life.

If he is simply a substitute of the Eighth Secret Trace Society, Yan Fengli Zheng is indeed not worthy of the attention of the reincarnation.

But on his body, he has a spell that has not been used in the Holy Grail Wars in the past! As the crystallization of pure magic, each spell has at least 2,000 more mana value.

A single spell can restore the Heroic Spirit from a heavy blow to intact, summon the Servant from afar, increase the Servant's strength, enhance the power of magic, and even simple liberation can cause great damage to the surrounding environment.

It's really a good thing for home travel and killing people.

Moreover, this thing is not only transferable, but there are more than a dozen of them!

In the original book, Yan Feng Qili just recited the scriptures that Yan Feng Lizheng hinted at before his death, and obtained a huge number of spells from Yan Feng Lizheng's corpse, so that Gilgamesh, who abandoned Tosaka Shichen and chose Yan Feng Qili, could fully exert his power in the war.

The power is terrifying.

With such a big treasure in his body, Yan Fengli had already been watched by the reincarnation priest as a 'Tang monk', but he didn't expect that he would be buried so suddenly before they had time to do it? The last name of the dead is very large...... If you want to say that there is no problem inside, the ghost will not believe it, but who did it? Destroy the barrier erected by the Templar Church in a short period of time, and destroy the Church like this.

Yan Feng Qili stood quietly in front of the ruins all night, without the slightest movement in the torrential rain, his face was complicated, and his eyes were lost.

Time jumps back to last night, in the center of the town, far away from the battle between the Heroic Spirit and the Samsars, a tragedy that has not yet been known has occurred.

Or rather, slaughter...... It's already night.,In the original Suiqunyuan School Park, which should have been empty,But there were a large number of figures.。

The blind-eyed students were bewitched by the magic hidden beneath the norm during the day, and they planted in their hearts orders that could not be refused.

Once nightfall, under the orders of hypnosis, they will leave their dwellings under various pretexts, and return to the slaughterhouse that has been set up for three days.

The seemingly quiet and quiet school is just a disguise under magic.,Once you pass through the disguised barrier.,Then the grim scene of hell will pierce your eyes.。

The slaughterhouse, which was full of students' laughter in the past, has now turned into a slaughterhouse-like scene.

Hundreds of stone piles rise from the earth under the control of the alchemist and converge into a complex and perfect circle.

At this moment, the stone piles were covered with melted flesh and blood, and under each stone pile were scattered white bones that seemed to have been weathered for hundreds of years.

The scarlet blood gathered into a strange magic circle, constantly absorbing the life and flesh on the stone pile, turning into pure magic.

The students, who had finally woken up from hypnosis, one by one under the control of magic, involuntarily walked to the stone piles covered with spikes, crying and screaming, pierced by the stone thorns, like the crucifixion of Jesus, struggling in agony; Little by little, starting from the lower half of the body, it melted like a wax figure, and finally only the squeezed bones fell into the foul-smelling plasma that flooded the surface of the feet.

Any reincarnation standing here can understand that this is the sacrifice of an evil god without the slightest surname, pushing the living life and soul to the peak of fear, and then slowly draining all the power, and finally gathering the magic power for people to suck.

Countless wailing teenagers and maidens writhed on the stone pillars stained brown with blood plasma, like insects, supporting everyone's sight.

From the tip of the toe, the flesh peels off, melts, and falls into the scarlet ravines with the flesh under the power of the circle.

The huge circle is like a monstrous monster, greedily sucking the lives of humans every moment, and condensing the fruit of pure magical power.

The more you walked towards the center of the array, the lighter the color of the blood became, and in the end, it turned into a color like pure water, and after integrating into hundreds of screaming souls, it flashed with magnificent colors from time to time.

In the center of the circle, a lonely head was soaked in water, and the last body of the reincarnation Shi Soli slowly grew under the watering of magic and soul, and from under the neck grew white dry bones, and over time, flesh, skin, and organs grew little by little from their original places.

She was only halfway through her rebirth, and she now looked like an ugly monster with no skin and a chest cut open.

Standing beside her, the magician Ling Ke slowly knelt down, lying in the water, kissing her internal organs leaking out with love and pity.

"Sori, this gesture is really beautiful beyond imagination."

Ling Ke looked at Sori's beating heart, almost fascinated, kissing and sucking frantically, so that Sori's girl's face kept showing trance and happy expressions: "Ling, this feeling, it's so strange......"

"Are you comfortable?" Ling Ke stroked Sori's skinless ** and felt the flames burning from his heart, but in order not to interrupt the whole ceremony, he could only resist his tyrannical impulse and lick Sori's cheeks: "Next time, we ......"

No longer looking at her body, Ling Ke slowly stood up, contentedly admiring the melting human trees around her, revealing a carnival look, feeling the strong magic gathered in the pool, and cheering: "Great! That's great! ”

"Does it feel so good?" The man in the gray jacket sat on top of the statue of the principal, looking at Ling Ke's expression: "I didn't expect that the design of that 'cross' would be used by you in this kind of place." ”

The power extracted by the magic circle increased again, and the cries of the boys and girls on the hundreds of stone piles raised a scale again.

"Amazing!" Ling Ke clenched his fists and closed his eyes as if he were **.

(To be continued)