Chapter Eighty-Five: The Death of the Distant River (6)

"I really didn't expect it to be you."

The priest grabbed her throat with one hand and the black key stuck in her chest with the other, frowning in surprise.

… Did Gilgamesh fail?

Judging from the current situation, the stigma that was originally engraved on the back of his right hand has disappeared, and the information about Archer is completely undetectable by himself, the master.

All of these things are exactly the same as they were when the Assassin was eliminated.

But it's unbelievable! That Hero King... The strongest Heroic Spirit with the "First Open Sword", a treasure of the Realm, would actually lose?

"Let her go."

The bloodied master of ceremonies didn't look very good either, and it was clear that the servant had done everything he could to kill Gilgamesh. For the priest, this is also the only good news.

After all, the Servant that appears as a Berserker class should not have the ability to regenerate itself like a monster summoned by the Caster.

"Stupid question, is there still a possibility of negotiation?"

The black key in his hand moved a few points again, and the wild goose that was nailed to the wall twitched slightly...

Yes... That's probably a scene that only happens in nightmares. The unclothed girl was pierced with sharp black keys and then brutally nailed to the concrete wall, blood continued to flow from wounds all over her body, along with her flat and white lower abdomen was also cut open a huge wound...

Those things that resemble organs are so dazzling to others.

"Let her go!"

This time, the master of ceremonies directly raised his long sword!

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The tentacles increased their strength again, and at this moment, behind the monster, another voice suddenly joined the fight.

"Ahaha... Wild goose night, you have become like this! ”

The owner of this voice, Yan Ye, is really familiar with it...

Even if she has given up all her dignity and bottom line as a human being, even if she has let go of her hatred for Tosaka Tosaka, this vampire-like old man has always been her nightmare!

- Dirty inkstone.

If it weren't for this old guy's ambition to realize his immortality, then many things would not happen again! This devil who is willing to treat everyone as a sacrifice to realize his future ideals, Yanye only hates to tear him to pieces with his own hands!

"Dirty inkstone!!

Qili was tossed aside like rags.

Yan Ye, who had already given up his human form, stretched out more terrifying tentacles from his body, and then manipulated them to stab at the old man in front of him at the same time!

In the past, he barely used magic with insect skills, but now, Yan Ye, who has already become a monster, can't wait to bite the dirty inkstone directly!

…

The powerful tentacles pierced the body of the dirty inkstone without hindrance, as expected. But it's a pity, just like the master of ceremonies did before, the body being pierced has no effect on the dirty inkstone at all... The old man turned into countless locusts again, and then let out a sinister smile as he continued to hover around the wild goose.

Monster to monster...

Blood for blood!

Crazy roars and sinister laughter echoed through the night sky at the same time.

"Aha, look at what you look like now... It's clear that you've deviated from the magic path of the Kirito family because you hate it, haven't you made yourself into this ghost yet? ”

Jian Tong Dirty Yan sneered without scruples, for this old guy, the reason why the only remaining heir of the Jian Tong family named Yan Ye was unwilling to practice the Demon Dao was very clear to him. But look at it now, it's not just insect magic, this guy has completely turned himself into a monster now!

Ha, it's really unpredictable.

"Less wordy!"

A voice that had completely detached itself from the realm of human beings came from the place like the mouthparts of an octopus, and the wild goose night, which had abandoned its human form, roared wildly into the empty darkness

"You give me a dirty inkstone! Don't hide, I'm going to kill you old vampire with my own hands! ”

"Ahlala, don't be so angry, Yanye, instead of bent on seeking revenge on me, you might as well think about your own problems... It is true that the magic book in your hand can exist in this world by absorbing magical power, but in any case, this is still a treasure of caster. ”

“…”

The night wind was still howling coldly, and the battle between the monsters was suffocating.

"Wild goose night, have you forgotten something more important when you are too obsessed with grabbing strength from this?"

The demonic voice continued to sound, and the dirty inkstone, which had been torn apart by the tentacles, slowly walked out of the deeper shadows again.

"Do you think that as the owner of this magic book, the caster who was killed by you really did nothing to this magic book?"

Before the words fell, with the completion of the simplest spirit attraction magic, the wild goose night, who had turned into a monster, suddenly began to tremble. And in his body, the laughter of another madman grew clearer.

…

"Aha!! You fools, you lowly and filthy scum! ”

Gilles laughed loudly, and the nasty voices were all from the monster's mouthparts... That's right, in other words, those disgusting laughter came from Yanye's body!

"Behold, divine punishment will come from here, and you fellows who have taken everything from me for your own narrowness are destined to be punished by the Heavens!!"

The tentacled monster could no longer concentrate, it twisted wildly, and its powerful tentacles slammed into the ground again and again, smashing the hard stones to pieces...

The caster, who had long hidden a part of his existence in the Luoyan City Textbook, finally began to exert his most powerful strength, and this body that Yan Ye had made by himself through the ability of the Luoyan City Textbook was now being gradually snatched away by the Caster! The demon that had gone to hell was now reaching out his greedy hands to the beings that existed in the worldly realm.

"Greedy people! I want you to give me back all the things you have stolen from me!" ”

…

"What are you kidding..."

The voice was equally hoarse, like the friction between sandpapers.

But there is no doubt that for the monster itself, the voice of Zhilu Dao is clearly known as the existence of the night of the wild goose.

"How could I... How could I give this body to you! ”