lost narrative poem

Chapter 244 The Beginning of the Prologue

Wait, wait, this incantation seems familiar!

Have I heard it somewhere... wait a minute, isn't this a spell to summon heroic spirits?

Could it be that he broke into a certain moon world and was captured as a Servant? !

Even during teleportation, which seemed to be a routine of half-dream and half-awake, Xia Ran was still able to maintain a certain amount of thinking ability, probably because her intelligence and spirit had been greatly enhanced.

He has strengthened these two basic attributes to a value of 60 points, plus the increase bonus of the obsidian pod shell, it is a value of 80 points...

This is a very terrifying number, which means that he can even use his thoughts to tear apart most of the enemies he has encountered before.

It is also because of this that it is not surprising that Xia Ran, whose intelligence and spirit are as high as 80 points at the moment, can begin to perceive some things during the transmission process and retain a certain degree of thinking ability.

If it keeps strengthening and growing, but nothing seems to change, then it is unreasonable.

But after all, he is not fully awake, and he does not have a certain amount of thinking ability, so his current thinking is still chaotic and muddled, and he has not been able to perform too complicated operations and thinking.

He instinctively felt that he seemed to be falling endlessly. In the space where nothing existed, only the gravity that seemed to be a bottomless swamp caught him, making him fall straight "down". As if passing through an incomparably long space-time tunnel...

Time is not long or short, because everything is a subjective feeling, it may be a moment, or it may be hundreds of millions of years. Anyway, when he fell to the bottom, the feeling of half-dream and half-awake quickly disappeared. Feelings start to seep.

From the soul to the body, it was an unreasonable feeling at first, and then I really received the information from the five senses——

dark.

Damp.

gloomy.

Even the air seems to be polluted, it is too heavy to flow, and people can directly think of sticky black mud...

Very displeased, extremely disgusted, escaped from the half-dream and half-awake state, Xia Ran quickly entered the state, looked around blankly, suppressed the instinct that was about to erupt from the body instinctively, sweeping everything around Magic fluctuations.

When he noticed the rotten smell and the smell of water vapor, and the green darkness like the deep sea, he already vaguely knew where he appeared.

Of course, because there is no absolute in everything, you still need to confirm it.But fortunately, confirming this kind of thing is very simple, and he doesn't even need to do anything at all to complete this matter.

By the way, there is still time, let him seize this opportunity to make some other arrangements, and prepare for a thorough deworming work...

Because the mental suggestion to himself in advance also played a good role, before his consciousness accurately recognized the reality, the spiritual shield and invisibility had been activated in the first place, which covered his consciousness very well. breath and presence.

Therefore, of course, no one discovered his existence, nor did they realize that an extremely dangerous uninvited guest had quietly broken into this ugly, dark, and disgusting space of the underground worm warehouse.

Despite the extreme disgust, and even a sense of physical discomfort and nausea, Xia Ran almost set off a devastating flame storm, sending the underground space and the entire mansion above the ground to the sky, but in the end he still Did not act rashly.

But right in front of Xia Ran, in the center of this enclosed space, the only area with light, a tragic ceremony is being held at this moment——

"...I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all the evils in the world..."

Xia Ran was half asleep and half awake before, and the voice that was slightly blurred due to hoarseness was still heard intermittently, as if she was enduring some unbearable pain, while clenching her teeth and enduring it, she continued to chant spells.

——If the low growl mixed with pain can be regarded as "chanting".

It seems that the place and time of entry are quite coincidental, but it wasn't that he himself was captured and became a Servant... But think about it, the Heroic Spirit is created by a hero who left legends after his death for his great achievements and has become an object of faith. become existence.

Heroic spirits are usually summoned by the world as the power to protect humans, and what humans summon is Servant...

Of course, in addition to heroes who gather beliefs after death, there are also heroes who do not actually exist, but are born through gathering beliefs, and there are people who have concluded certain contracts with the world during their lifetime, and as a price, they become heroic spirits after death.

It doesn't matter which one it is, Xia Ran, as a foreign soul, has never logged in on the Throne of Heroes, leaving any records.It would be strange if he was really summoned directly.

While thinking, he took out the magic blade, preparing to lock the enemy at a critical moment——

As long as the holder clearly expresses hostility and locks a target as a hostile unit, the Ebony Blade will carry out a round of persecution very intelligently, starting with the step of automatically releasing the forbidden magic domain, preventing the enemy from using spells or spell-like abilities. fight or escape...

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It was a white-haired man, lying in front of the slightly shimmering magic circle in an almost embarrassing posture, twitching uncontrollably as if his muscles were cramping or dying.

He was wearing sportswear and a hood. Under the hood, his face was stiff and terrifying. Blood and tears dripped down his cheeks from the remaining intact right eye.

While chanting the incantation with difficulty, his limbs were convulsed, and the capillaries burst every inch, oozing blood.

The summons to the heroes on the other side of time and space, the price that must be paid for the spiritual seance ceremony...

The feeling of magical power surrounding the whole body, as long as a magician cannot escape, the chills and pain caused by the circulation and peristalsis of the magic circuit in the body.

Even under normal circumstances, this kind of screaming pain caused by strife is unbearable, because in this spirit seance ceremony, they have lost their functions as human beings and become human beings. A part of a mystical ritual, completely turned into a circuit connecting spirit and matter.

And most importantly, this man is different from ordinary magicians. His magic circuit is formed by parasitizing other creatures in his body.The burden of stimulating it to activate it is a pain that cannot be compared with the pain of other magi.

However, this man's mental strength has completely withstood the pain, as long as he thinks about the task he is carrying, he absolutely cannot shrink back here!Even if his physical body has reached its limit!

Because for the whole year before, he had been preparing for this matter——

The worms that have been eroding his body for the past year have not only grown to the point where they can function as a simulated magic circuit, they can also function desperately to extend the life of their dying master.

From the perspective of modern medicine, it is already a miracle that he can still stand and walk. This is all due to the blessing of his magical power as a magician in exchange for his life.

The price is that after undergoing a year-long transformation or torture, the speed of physical collapse is faster than imagined. For example, heart palpitations caused by irregular pulse are more commonplace, and food cannot be eaten. Replaced with dextrose infusion…

The changes in appearance may be more intuitive——

His hair had all turned white, his skin had scars everywhere he went, and the rest of the skin had lost all color.The toxin called magic power circulates in the veins, and it can be seen that they are expanding from under the almost transparent skin, and the whole body seems to be covered with blue-black cracks...

This man paid such a terrible price, and only had one month left in his life, just to challenge this final test.

His life doesn't matter at all. If there is anything too late, it is that he died before he took the Holy Grail, and he failed to save that child from hell...

Thinking of the girl who closed her heart like a puppet, he couldn't help but curse Tokiomi Tohsaka, and also put this curse on himself, himself, a useless waste——

Because this was her own destiny, but the fate she had once rejected came to an innocent girl after a cycle of rotation.

There is no way to make compensation, but if there is a way of redemption, at least the girl's future life should be restored.Even if you risk your life and fight desperately, as long as you can do it...

The white-haired man endured the severe pain of being continuously eroded by the parasites in his body, and at the same time endured the more severe self-blame that devoured his soul. Every mantra he uttered with difficulty was like spitting blood and tears:

"...you shall be blindfolded by chaos, you are the prisoner of the prison of madness, I am the manipulator in chains..."

This is a forbidden foreign body added to the normal summoning spell, because this is a two-stage spell that deprives the summoned Servant of its rationality and demotes the Servant to the level of a berserker.

Because although he barely became a magician, the quality gap with other magicians is still too big.

This is not a gap that can be made up by determination, and the magical power of the magician will also affect the basic ability of the summoned Servant, so it can only be made up by changing the class of the Servant, and the parameters must be fundamentally improved.

"That's right! That's it, Kariya, let's add the attribute of "Madness" to the summoned Servant! "

The one who yelled these words loudly was a small old man.

He leaned on a cane and stood beside the magic circle, at the junction of light and darkness. His bald head and hands and feet had shrunk to the point where people would mistake him for a mummy, but he was still naked under the sunken eye sockets. shoot.

"Hurry up and finish the last paragraph, and then fight hard for me as Berserker's Master! If I still fail this time, I can only look forward to the next 60 years. Judging from the placenta of Tohsaka's daughter, there will definitely be a baby." A good magician..."

The killing intent that has surpassed hatred made the man's shoulders tremble constantly. Under this naked threat, he could only breathe very hard for a few seconds, and then forced himself to growl the last incantation in pain, As the end of the prayer, at the same time, I felt that the magic power flowing in my body had accelerated to the limit:

"The three spirits of words that entangle you come from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scales!"

In an instant!

The wind howled in this enclosed space, and the magic circle shone brilliantly under the wind pressure that made it hard to open your eyes.

(End of this chapter)