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Chapter Seventy-Six: The Salvation of Hypocrisy

Syllable!!

The gorgeous and thick iron door was directly smashed, and the sharp fragments, iron bars, and iron filings lay aside like corpses.

This time, the person who walked into the worm warehouse was a man in black armor... Around his body, ominous black smoke filled the air, twisting and twisting, transforming into the appearance of various demons, emitting a silent wail from hell.

"Hey, that bastard of Yanye, really can't help it?"

At the bottom of the worm barn, the old man on crutches was already skinny, but his sharp and annoying voice gave people the most intuitive and terrifying stimulation.

Dirty inkstone ...

This old monster that has lived for hundreds of years can no longer be judged by human standards, and Yan Ye, who doesn't understand anything, just wants to kill this "vampire", but he doesn't know how can the dirty inkstone, who has lived for so many years, let him participate in this Holy Grail War without considering his possible killing intent?

…

There is no intention to answer the other person's question, and as a berserker, silence and screaming are also the prerogatives of the master of ceremonies.

The iron rod was raised.

In any case, the authority of the mantra is absolute, and since the wild goose night has announced the mantra, the only thing the master of ceremonies has to do is to execute it.

"Roar..."

A low roar, no less a stern threat.

"Huh... berserker。 ”

Dirty Inkstone shook his head, seemingly unconcerned about the threat from the servant.

You must know that even the weakest individual combat ability of the Assassin is by no means something that a human magician can compete with. Normally, when ordinary people face these heroic spirits, it is their only fate to be killed.

He has been studying the Demon Dao for many years, and he has mastered magic techniques that many juniors have never heard of today, and even obtained temporary immortality by constantly replenishing flesh and blood by virtue of his own ability.

But none of that was a reason for him to ignore Berserker.

…

The killing intent is pressing!

Since the other party is not prepared to escape, the master of ceremonies naturally has no need to keep his hand. The iron rod in his hand was already covered with red and black light, and the hideous barbs still smelled of killing.

Hit!

The ten-meter-high slope could not stop the servant's footsteps, and the stone slab with the magic enchantment could not withstand the surging force, and under one step, the bricks and stones under his feet were all shattered, and the killing god shrouded in black smoke also approached the old man in front of him!

The iron rod roared, and the killing intent was fierce, but suddenly, the momentum came to an abrupt end, and the warrior who had fallen into madness stopped his deadliest attack just one step away.

…

"Hahaha!!"

This time, the dirty inkstone smiled even faster! In the worm barn, which did not see the light of day, the disgusting laughter reverberated back and forth between the stone walls, and finally resounded.

"Yanye, you're really not dead!"

Standing between the dirty inkstone and the emcee is the little girl whose eyes are in chaos, and the reason why the emcee stops is naturally because of this girl...

The mission announced as the master of the wild goose night is not only to kill the dirty inkstone of the Kiriri, but more importantly, to rescue Sakura Tosaka, who is still in the hands of the old man.

"I don't know how you escaped the fate of being eaten by the Marking Worm, and even increased the value of the servant to this extent, but now you have to turn against the Kiriri family... Goose Night, don't you think you're too stupid? ”

Without paying attention to the servant in front of him at all, the dirty inkstone pressed the top of the little girl's head with his right hand, and then let out a lot of nonsense to himself.

He understood the thoughts of his "descendant", so as long as he held the trump card in his hand, the terrible berserker could not hurt himself in the slightest.

Then, he underestimated the enemy in front of him too much...

Just as Yan Ye didn't know anything about the dirty inkstone, the dirty inkstone never paid enough attention to the servant in front of him. So when he was still thinking about what role the chess piece could play in this Holy Grail War, he didn't notice the master of ceremonies' hands that were clenching tighter and tighter.

Click... Click!

With a crisp sound, the originally murderous iron rod suddenly shattered, and in the midst of the debris flying in the sky, the berserker who didn't even do much to search for it slapped his palm on one of the small pieces of iron!

Chirp!!

The sound of a bullet pierced through the dark worm barn, and by the time he noticed all this, the sharp fragment had already pierced through the center of the dirty inkstone's eyebrows and shot into the distance. And Sakura, who has always been controlled by the other party, has long been snatched away by the master of ceremonies.

…

Is that the end there?

No, the emcee, who knows all this, certainly doesn't think so... The dirty inkstone, who should have died in the center of his eyebrows, reluctantly turned around, but there was still a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's a good job, Goose Night."

After saying that, the old man suddenly turned into a black swarm of insects and disappeared into the darkness without a sound.

The mission was successful, and the master of ceremonies looked at the expressionless Sakura in his arms through the armor, and was full of emotion for a while.

… It's only half the battle, though.

All he rescued was an empty shell named Sakura Tosaka, and the little girl who had collapsed because of bugs and magic had already become a part of the magic of the Maki family, and even if he was so obsessed with snatching her out of this dark worm barn, it was just a hypocritical rescue.

And this time the operation was half the battle...

let the dirty inkstone escape, and even exposed a lot of secrets about Yanye and himself, but this half of the failure was enough to make them defeated.

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"Alright... That's the wrap-up. ”

After taking the last sip of wine, Huo Ran, the conquering king, got up, drew his sword, and after a burst of thunder, the wheel of divine power had reappeared beside him.

"Everything the king has to say, he has said. That's all for tonight. ”

"Wait rider, I haven't..."

Saber seemed to want to argue something, but Iskandar had lost his conversation.

"You still don't have to say it... I said, girl, you should wake up from that miserable dream, if you only regret your past mistakes every day, one day, you will lose all your glory as a hero. ”