The so-called miracle is a phenomenon that violates common sense, distorts, interferes with, and retrogrades reality, that is, it is beyond common sense.

Magic, on the other hand, is the art of artificially reproducing miracles.

Of course, if you want to achieve miracles, you have to pay a price, such as magic power.

Using magic as a source to trigger a miracle is, no, more of a transaction, to be precise.

The essence of magic is that precious things like life force and soul cannot be consumed endlessly.

However, it is difficult for magicians not to use magic.

Although the world is already full of great source magic, it is extremely difficult to absorb, and if you want to use your life force and soul to transform, it is a self-defeating practice.

As a result, modern magicians have developed a small source of magic in their own body, and used magic circuits to simulate nerves to transform magic power more efficiently and controllably.

In this way, the talent of the magician becomes the key to the innate decision.

The more magic circuits there are, the more magic you can absorb for transformation.

It is convenient and convenient, but these innate magic circuits are not completely opened at birth, but are in a state of blockage, and if you want to open them, you need years of accumulated cultivation.

Every time a magic circuit is opened, it is a diligent improvement on the magic path, and it is extremely gratifying.

But if ······

"All 27 magic circuits are opened at the same time, so you can say that you have gone berserk, which is really ······" Bai Hua stared at him a little speechlessly, his expression distorted by pain, and he was already powerless to scream.

Happy events are about to turn into mournings.

Forcing the blocked magic circuit is simply twitching back and forth in the body with a steel rod, and it is 27 thick and hard... The pain can be imagined.

But that's not all.

Such a violent way of opening the magic circuit will cause the magic circuit to be distorted, and the body that has not yet adapted will arrange other nerves as magic circuits, causing disorder, and even shock to death.

"You guy, if you have the leisure to talk about this, you might as well think of a way, Shirou too, don't insist anymore, hurry up and let this idiot stop the technique!"

Rin Tosaka looked like she was about to cry in a hurry.

She didn't want to watch her classmates, companions, and even now become an indispensable combat force, and die aggrieved like this.

"At least die on the battlefield can be glorious, if you die so simply, you will contract someone else's laughter for a lifetime!"

Saying that, and... Rin Tosaka really cried.

As for Saber, she had already picked up the invisible sword at this moment, as if as long as Bai Hua dared to say a word, she would cut it.

"Ahem, this, I didn't expect it, who knew that Archer would kill himself when he went crazy?"

Bai Hua looked away in embarrassment, and at the same time revoked the séance technique.

Originally, he thought that even if Archer didn't like Emiya Shirou, at least he would look at his past self, and with the situation he was facing now, he wouldn't be a killer again, right?

However, the truth gave Bai Hua a slap in the face.

Pumping in the face, the kind of thief sounding.

Forced to open 27 circuits, there was no mercy at all, and it was killing Emiya Shirou.

"Actually, it can't be considered a murderer, strictly speaking, Archer is Emiya Shirou, this is killing himself, at most suicide."

Bai Hua nodded affirmatively.

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I, kill myself, I feel this subtle very much.

"Idiot, now hurry up and find a way!"

Rin Tosaka was so angry that he even directly expressed his hostility, and with a wave of his hand, he shot a few Yin Qi bullets.

Although, these Yin Qi bullets are useless to Bai Hua in the body of the servant.

"Even if you say that, I'm... The spell has been revoked, Archer's spirit body will not leave, and the magic circuit of the young man of the palace will run wild, and I can't help it. ”

Bai Hua spread his hands helplessly.

“Assassin！”

Saber angrily lifted the Shadowless Sword.

For a while, the atmosphere was directly tense.

In other words, Saber unilaterally exuded a murderous aura, and the weak-hearted Bai Hua weakly stepped back.

"Hey! Shirou, Shirou, what's wrong with you? Hey, hey!! Shirou fainted again! Rin Tosaka held his head and couldn't care about the image at all.

The two people facing each other stopped their movements at the same time and cast their eyes.

I saw that with a mournful roar, Emiya Shirou fainted with his eyes glaring.

That's right, I fainted with my eyes in the eyes.

If it's not breathing, it's dead.

"It's so miserable."

Even Bai Hua, who was used to seeing death, couldn't help but mourn in silence.

Saber couldn't bear to look away, and immediately glared at Bai Hua fiercely.

Rin Tosaka sat on the ground in disappointment.

At this point, Rin Tosaka also understands that they can no longer provide any help to Emiya Shirou.

"Forget it, life and death are in the sky, wealth and fortune depend on his creation."

As he spoke, Rin Tosaka glanced at Bai Hua with remorse.

What kind of stupidity did I make at the beginning, why would I believe this unreliable guy, is it because it is related to the key to victory, so I suddenly fell off the chain?

Alas! The ancestral fault can't be changed, it can't be changed.

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Death.

- Death!

Everything that came into view was a corpse that had lost its breath.

What I saw was a sea of fire filled with death and despair.

This is the hell he hates the most, only death and twisting.

Killing –

Killing –

Arrows ruthlessly and accurately take lives.

The living people fell one by one, and they didn't even have a chance to say their last words, and their pupils dilated and died.

And who is the murderer who created such a hell?

The Slayer – Emiya Shirou

"Here's it, hell!"

"How many times?"

How many times has the scene in front of you been repeated and released in front of your eyes?

Emiya Shirou can't remember clearly, the only thing he can remember is the embodiment of his ideal of a 'righteous partner', becoming a hero's self, and constantly slaughtering lives.

The sword was stained with blood, his body was dyed bright red, and even the ground under his feet had turned into an indelible color of blood, exuding a strong fishy smell.

This is the breath of death.

But he kept pulling the bowstring and shooting sharp arrows.

"All this is for the sake of so-called justice, and what you see now is the hell where your childish dreams have finally arrived."

A familiar voice sounded in Emiya Shirou's ears.

He seemed to see the knight in red again.

"Even the 'Mr. Arthur Doyle' you reveal, who lived for the battlefield, slaughtered lives, trampled on enemies, and even outnumbered the world.

At the end of the day, what he did was the same as what I did. The so-called hero is to constantly obliterate the enemy, rushing from one battlefield to the next, endless reincarnation, doing the same thing. ”

Finally, Emiya Shirou also spoke.

"So you obliterate, erase for the sake of saving, save a person, the field of vision will expand from this starting point, after one person will be ten people, after ten people will be a hundred, after a hundred people will be a thousand, and then erase, continue to erase, and then erase, in order to save more people's lives, keep erasing lives."