[Comprehensive] Selective hearing can not afford to hurt

Because of Shibato's joining, Dino's pressure dropped sharply, and he was able to pull the people behind him out of the battle during offense and defense.

"What about you? You can't go on like this, you..." Yingling Zetian's translucent body made Dino frown fiercely, "Is there any way to solve your situation?"

"Well..." Bai Lan who took back the weapon box was the first to respond, "Of course there is a way. As a heroic spirit, Tsunayoshi-kun cannot maintain his body and use his full strength due to lack of magic power. Next, if you want to obtain magic power, you must use the power stored in the Vongola Ring... It's just a pity that once Tsunaji-kun, who is a heroic spirit, uses the Vengola Ring, the boy version of Xiaogangji-kun over there... said Might not die."

"how is this possible……"

"Does Jumping Horse-kun not believe it? You should have heard it too. In this world we live in, the same existence cannot coexist in the same time and space. The rules will force them to replace and devour each other. If it is not for Tsunayoshi-kun who is a heroic spirit I tried my best to suppress myself, and the structure of heroic spirits is different from that of human beings, so Tsunakichi who is lying there now is already dead."

"...Could it be your fault?!"

"Don't speak so righteously, Vault, players are only divided into good and bad strategies. The first to use the rules to clear the level is the winner of the game."

Bai Lan curled up a teasing smile, as if the people he was talking about were just a set of data in the game.

"It's about time, it's time to give you the final blow——Gunji-kun, dance Martino."

……Final blow? !

Could it be that Bai Lan still has a hole card that can change the situation of the battle? !

Lan Zhi could no longer care about the exhaustion and loss of strength in his whole body, and grabbed the dagger that had changed back to its original shape and took a few steps forward.

What should I do, what should I do?

If we can get rid of Lancer, the heroic spirit on Bailan's side...

Lan Zhi suddenly froze in place, the dagger in his hand fell off unconsciously, and the tip sank into the lawn.

Wait, the voice in my ear just now...could it be...

Stretching out his hands to grab his temples, more voices poured into his ears along with unknown forces.

"In that case, let's count the day I met me as Rangiku's birthday. Now, is that okay, Rangiku? [1]"

"It's such a pity... It would be great if I could catch you longer. Sa, goodbye, Ranju, I'm sorry...[2]"

——Bran's Lancer, Ichimaru Gin's voice?

"Okay, Silver Sauce?~Put on Mare's Lan ring, as long as you trigger the flames stored in it, you can undo it~" Saying this, Bai Lan threw the Lan-attributed Mare ring over. , "They are not the final bosses of this level (world), there is no point in consuming them any longer, let's solve them all here."

"What..." Zhibodu's spiritual power controlling Shijie suddenly became disordered——卍jie!If Ichimaru Gin can really get rid of it, there is no possibility for them to stand up!

She tried her best to grab the ring of Mare of Lan, but Ichimaru Gin never gave her a chance to get close.

Ichimaru Gin smiled and caught the things Bai Lan threw, and a trace of strangeness disappeared in the bloody eyes that were not completely closed.

"Hey, I see~Master~"

He injected spiritual power into the ring, and the Zanpakuto around his waist resonated with the ring, spreading red halos round and round.

"Oh, it really is a good thing."

Putting the slender finger bones on the handle of the knife, it was a simple and casual movement, but it made the few people in the enemy camp feel... as if as soon as the knife was out of its sheath, all of them would be killed by the knife in an instant.

What a terrifying momentum... No, this is not the momentum he deliberately created, but a harbinger of crisis.

Lan Zhi licked her dry lips, the extreme depression and anxiety made the expression on her face completely opposite to calm.

She heard herself sneer, the calmness and mockery that was different from the panic in her heart seemed to reproduce the scene of confronting Belmode and Jack.

"Ichimaru Gin," she pulled out the dagger shortly, resonated with her thoughts again, and used the Full-emergence technique to transform it into the shape of a longbow, "Don't you want to know... After you died, Matsumoto Rangiku is still safe?"

The knuckles of Ichimaru Gin's knife were slightly bent, as if a red snake letter crawled out of those suddenly opened eyes, it was so sticky and slippery: "Oh?"

The disgust of being peeped by a demon made Lan Zhi's feet involuntarily move back half a centimeter.She immediately calmed down, adjusted her center of gravity, and ordered herself to face those trembling red pupils.

"Now the world of corpses and souls has been messed up by the Quincy Corps, and the life and death of the captain and deputy captain of the [-]th division are unknown, so you don't have the idea of ​​going back to Seireitei?"

"So you have a solution? This is really an interesting way of saying it," Ichimaru Gin put his hands up with a smile, and turned his head to Bai Lan, "What should I do, Master, someone is blatantly poaching someone now, and the conditions are quite tempting. Human."

Ichimaru Gin's almost playful reaction made Lanzhi a little uncertain about his attitude, but she had no time to think about it at the critical moment, so she could only take the "auditory hallucinations" not long ago as the last straw, and continued to speak .

"Believe it or not, Ichimaru Gin, I have a way to return to Seireitei, it depends on whether you are willing to place a bet."

"Hey, it's not good to be full of lies," Gin Ichimaru gestured toward Shiba Tsu with mocking eyes, making it clear that he didn't believe her nonsense, "Since someone told you about Seireitei and the [-]th squad, Why didn't she tell you that the Quincy died hundreds of years ago?"

Shiba didn't even pay attention to Ichimaru Gin's meaning, and stared at Lanzhi in surprise and hesitation: "Master, you... what you said..." Is it true?

"Are you full of lies?" After hearing Ichimaru Gin's words, Lanzhi was relieved a lot.Since Ichimaru Gin is willing to say so much, it means that he is very concerned about the topic just now, even if he doesn't believe it, he doesn't dare to deny that one percent possibility, and maybe he still wants to get something out of her mouth, "Are you here?" After Aizen has been doing Infernal Affairs for so long, it’s not like you haven’t even heard of Yuhabach’s name? And...you set the day you met Ranju as Ranju’s birthday, my Berserker can’t help it Know."

"So what you mean is that your knowledge of Seireitei and me does not come from Mrs. Zhiba, but that you know the current situation of Seireitei yourself... So it proves that what you said earlier is true, you may really have The method of returning to Seireitei made me unable to kill you because of my fear, and I even wanted to help you in reverse?" Gin Ichimaru held his long haori sleeves and frowned in distress, "But, Master ( Master) is absolutely binding on the servants of Heroic Spirits who have made a contract with it, what if my Master orders me to commit suicide with Command Spells because of displeasure?"

"Oh, don't call me so scary." Bai Lan unpacked the package of marshmallows, a little starch was on his round nails, as if a thin layer of frost had been cast on his fingertips, "I know how to be considerate of my subordinates." Boss, hey, do you want some cotton candy?"

Ichimaru Gin rubbed his chin: "Does it taste like persimmon cake?"

"No?~"

……

The dispensable attitude and unreasonable behavior of Ichimaru Gin and Bai Lan made Lanzhi unable to figure out their thoughts, but whether it was Ichimaru Gin's defection or Bai Lan ordered Ichimaru Gin to harm herself, it didn't matter to her. difference.

As long as Ichimaru Gin's strength is missing, she believes that even if Bai Lan hides other cards, she will not be able to kill them all easily.

Anyway... Anyway, the heroic spirits that appear in this world are just projections of clones.

Facing Ranzhi who was suddenly silent and seemed to be in deep thought, Ichimaru Gin's smiling face mask added a layer of indistinct meaning: "So, Mrs. Shiba's Master, are you ready?"

"Varied……"

"Swastika, god kills the gun."

The world reflected in the pupils is occupied by the sudden cold light, and before the rationality understands the situation, it is already instinctively afraid.

The limp body tried to hide to the side by instinct, but the silver light was too fast and too close, and before the reflex nerves responded, the silver light was already within reach.

There was a mandatory blank in her mind, and there were some invisible variegated colors in her field of vision. A huge force knocked her to the ground before the silver light arrived, and her vision suddenly turned, half reflecting the gray sky... Half of it was bright red splashed like a water pipe bursting.

The scorching heat that suddenly splashed down on her cheeks made her stunned, she stretched out her hand to hold her head buried in the soft hair on the side of her neck, feeling the gradually disappearing entity in her arms, Lan Zhi, who was lying on the ground, gritted her teeth in hatred: "With Half the power of the last Command Seal is the source of magic, please kill Bailan for me, Berserker!"

"I allow you to unravel the restrictions of madness, Berserker!"

Was she wrong?In fact, Matsumoto Rangiku's importance to Ichimaru Gin is not as great as she thought, and everything is just her own cleverness, trying in vain to turn the situation around?

That's why Ichimaru Gin had such a casual attitude, and even unscrupulously launched a killer move at her.

She clearly wanted to improve that person's situation, but in the end, he was stabbed by Ichimaru Gin...

Suppressing the mist in her eyes, she reached out to touch the knife that had been thrown away, and confirmed that it was too far away, and then wanted to put her arm in her mouth to bite, but was caught by a warm hand halfway.

"What are you doing?"

"Replenishing, magic."

"Don't mess around." Zetian stood up, holding her movements tightly with one hand, and covered her pierced left shoulder with the other hand, "You spent too much spiritual power earlier, and Berserker's mana absorption is very important, you must not Make unnecessary losses."

"But you—"

"It's not a serious problem, it's just to save more attack power and minimize the consumption of materialization, so it looks too bad." Zetian wiped the blood stains on her face for her, and brushed away the blood stains stuck to her white skin. The hair on the cheeks, the soothing words are firm and determined, "And, what you said just now should take effect soon."

--what?

"Kill him, God kills the gun."

"Lord Bai Lan!"

"Oh, oh, what a pity, the whole hand could have been cut off, but in the end it was just the back of the hand?"

Bai Lan, who was hanging in mid-air, had put away her false smile at this moment: her purple pupils were exposed in the air, like frosted hard gemstones: "I didn't expect you to choose to bite back, Silver Sauce."

"Yeah, I really didn't expect it," Ichimaru Gin's dark red pupils half opened, reflecting the dazzling blood, "I really didn't expect... I would meet a Master who has the same ambition as Aizen."

The author has something to say: [1][2] It comes from the original lines.

I told my wife...procrastination is the fault of Wuyue's disease, and then I was ←_← by my wife.

Ahaha I have a relatively long reflex arc, so May sickness was delayed for three or four months before I got [mud dirt]

About stabbing the Master... In the F series, there is indeed a Heroic Spirit who stabbed the Master to death with his own hands because he was unhappy. I forget who it is, but there is such a person in my impression... Shining is only an indirect way to cheat the Master, so he just went to it himself←_ ←.I have discussed with my colleagues before "Using command spells to make the heroic spirits commit suicide before they hurt themselves", and monitoring the changes through the magic circuit... At the same time, it also explained that if the Master can't find the abnormality of the heroic spirits or can't react in time, once the heroic spirits want to stab the kidney Just a cup.

I haven't fully understood Berserker's berserk mechanism so far. I only know that it seems to be a berserk level from E to A, which has different requirements for sanity...Anyway, Mushroom and Lao Xu also slapped each other in the face, so I silently... Tell yourself [hey]

PS: Trying hard to adjust the status ing... Recently, the code is so unfeeling, I feel that no matter how I write, it is a mess, please break the QAQ

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1. 【Sparkling Articles】

"This king is here! If you have the ability, come and challenge this king!"

Gilgamesh opened his arms and faced the black mud like a flood without fear.Even though his entire body was surrounded by vicious slime, he didn't have the slightest bit of anxiety or panic.

"Die, die, die!"

"What's the point of living! Die quickly!"

"This world is dirty and boring, go to hell with us!"

"Strangle you, strangle you—!"

"I hate it, I hate it! Why don't we die together!"

Countless withered and evil arms climbed up his limbs, as if they wanted to strangle him into hell together.

Gilgamesh didn't avoid it, and looked coldly at the bizarre combination of pitch black and scarlet around him, letting those hands climb up on him like a curse.

He didn't let out a sneer until his neck was also pinched by three pairs of dry hands.

"Want this king's life? Miscellaneous cultivators, are you worthy?"

Countless hands that were making trouble suddenly stopped, and then tightened suddenly.

"Give up struggling, King of Heroes..."

"Have you...have you forgotten Enkidu?"

"The longhorn came because of you, but you are the only one who survived—"

Gilgamesh's expression changed: "Miscellaneous cultivator, go to hell!"

He indulged the black mud's invasion of his spirit body with the mentality of watching a clown play, but the only thing he couldn't tolerate was that the other party used the name of Enkidu in order to sway him—that was his half body, his best friend, and was cherished by him. More importantly, it was a taboo that only he could touch.

"You mean and dirty thing, who allows you to say that name with a dirty mouth? This king condescends to give you the honor of having an audience, but you are not allowed to dictate to me!"

"Accept me completely, and then make a wish to me... King, don't you want to see Enkidu?"

Eager persuasion only resulted in a sneer from the blond heroic spirit: "Can you defeat Gaia's will? Others boast that you are a universal wishing machine, do you really think you are a thing?"

The black mud froze, but then heard Gilgamesh's next words.

"My king participated in the Holy Grail War just to pass the time, but I didn't foolishly pin my wishes on you, a lowly thing."

Hei Ni, who had been stabbed n times by King PIKA with a poisonous tongue, stopped talking, and stepped up time to wrap around Gilgamesh's body, trying to turn this irresistible heroic spirit into the nourishment of the Holy Grail.

"This king is tired of playing, so I will accept the body you offered to this king," Gilgamesh said with a strong golden light behind him, "You can die, miscellaneous cultivator."

"The surly star who created the world!"

"—I curse you, Gilgamesh!"

"Oh, the self-consolation of the weak."

Gilgamesh, who split the evil of this world, walked out of the swamp. He who had just acquired a physical body stopped uncomfortably. He had not yet found the connection point between the body and the spirit, and he felt that the magic power was not working smoothly.

then……

Then he turned into a set of data and returned to the main body of the Heroic Seat.

Gilgamesh Noumenon, sitting on the top of the Seat of Heroes, is tasting a hundred-year-old wine. Even without reading the data book, he knows what is going on with his avatar.

"madness."

Gilgamesh sneered.

"Wait for the king to leave here—the miscellaneous cultivators who offended the king, you'd better pray that you don't appear in front of the king again."

As the oldest king with two-thirds of divinity, even his avatar does not bother to get real with those humans who have no divinity, but often those who are good at swimming drown and those who are good at riding fall, even if they are Even the most powerful man can't stand the wash of underestimating the enemy and tricks, and capsizes in the gutter.

This is already unknown how many avatars of him have been stabbed in the kidneys by those miscellaneous people who he despises because of underestimating the enemy and the mentality of playing games.

In view of the power of the king and the demigod, he will not lower his status to care about those miscellaneous people-deliberately seek revenge, but once he meets...

Gilgamesh curled his lips, let go of his fingers, and let the crystal goblet fall to pieces on the steps.

"For miscellaneous cultivators who don't have long eyes and bump into them by themselves, this king will never be soft-hearted."

2. 【Black Tea】

Emiya, who had the experience of being swallowed by the black mud in his life, was soon freed from the black mud, and the voice cursing "Shiro Emiya" in his ears like a nightmare also disappeared.He did not obtain the entity. The Holy Grail this time is very weird. He actually has the memory of the fourth and fifth battles in parallel time and space. It is already a great luck that he was not killed by the black mud with concentrated firepower.

Standing beside him now is Konoe Ako's Caster—he has heard from Konoe Ako that it seems to be a Heroic Spirit named Jack.

Jack?He searched through the list of Heroic Spirits in his mind, and only thought of the label Jack the Ripper after tossing and turning.

Although the clothes and behavior of this Caster look like a medieval nobleman, he should not be the Jack the Ripper who caused a sensation in London in the 19th century, but Emiya still did not relax his vigilance. He did not believe that this Caster was as upright as his appearance .

Such a conclusion has nothing to do with eyesight, but purely comes from his extra vigilance after completing the Inherent Barrier.

So after he joined forces with Caster to get rid of the King of Heroes who had just won the first prize and was very uncomfortable, he kept his distance from Caster calmly while muttering the spirit of words silently.

"I'm the bone of my sword..."

"Thanks to Lord Archer, I was able to get out of the quagmire so quickly." Jack's thanks were sincere and sincere. If Emiya hadn't always believed in his sense of crisis, perhaps he would have felt ashamed for suspecting that Caster had ulterior motives.

In a completely undefended posture, Jack strolled towards Emiya, open and majestic.In order not to cause misunderstanding, he stopped ten meters away from Emiya, and earnestly performed a thank you gift that was spread among European nobles in the Middle Ages.

Watching his gesture, Emiya frowned, and calmly adjusted a posture suitable for offense and defense.

"It's just a temporary alliance to eliminate the common enemy. If Caster has no other advice, please leave."

"Advice?" Jack smiled, his back seemed to be melting into a warm golden color in the sunlight, "Of course there are so-called advices..."

Before he could stop talking, several chains suddenly sprang out from behind him, fiercely attacking Emiya Kiritsugu who was rescued by Emiya.

"Caster!" Sure enough!

Because of the destruction of the Holy Grail, Saber has been sent back to the original world, so Caster's target is the father he cares about the most.

Emiya clenched her fists and shouted angrily, throwing the two swords of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie without hesitation, and threw them at the chains that attacked Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Unlimited Sword System!"

Fortunately, he had already prepared the intrinsic barrier, and quickly deployed the barrier to enclose him and Caster together.

"Inherent enchantment... Your Excellency Archer is really powerful," Jack admired softly, and no one who looked at him would doubt his sincerity.

"On the premise that you have the EX Anti-World Noble Phantasm, I can only listen to your words as a sarcasm." Emiya was not in the slightest embarrassment of being defeated by the ultimate move, he was ready to sacrifice the inherent barrier in exchange for a fatal blow .

"I'm the King of my sword. (I'm the King of my sword)"

When he was a human, he had experience fighting against the class of Caster.

All magicians have a fatal weakness when they have powerful magic power or treasures - they are not good at melee combat.

Once a magician who is physically weak is approached, it will be the beginning of a nightmare.

Although Caster has a scythe suitable for medium and short-distance combat, his random and unstructured moves can be seen as a layman at first glance, so there is nothing to fear.

Therefore, Emiya did not hesitate to use the domain characteristics of the inherent enchantment to send herself to Caster's side.

He wanted to kill Caster, and he would never allow such a terrifying guy to stay in this world!

However, Emiya still missed a point.

When the sharp blade of the sickle pierced his chest, he realized that he was still careless.

"You... are not... Caster..."

"Of course I'm not Caster." Jack's smile was as clear as ever, and he pulled out the scythe that pierced Emiya, bringing out a bunch of blood, "The real Caster, I killed one from the beginning."

"You...you are..."

"Goodbye, Archer."

The blond-haired hero with a sickle turned around, leaving behind the silver-haired hero who turned into dust.

Sensing the disappearance of the Nether clone-body projection, Emiya, who was resting in the Hall of Valor, frowned and sat up reluctantly.

"It's been longer than expected..."

Flipping through the records of the Holy Grail War, Emiya gradually put away her lazy posture.

"'Job Wars'? You actually made this damn thing."

Emiya's index finger tapped the ground rhythmically.

In order to make the Holy Grail War more fair and orderly, the avatars projected from them will only retain the memories and combat skills of the heroic spirits during their lifetime, and will not have other memories of the main body. All the battle data will only be summarized for the main body. , For all clones, the Holy Grail War they participated in will always be the first time. If they die, the clone will disappear, and they will only wait for the next call to reunite one, and will not participate in the next war.

Among the many regular Heroic Spirits, only Saber King Arthur, who has not yet died and privately made a contract with the Holy Grail, is excluded.

So as a clone, he doesn't understand the strangeness of the fake Caster Jack, but he knows it clearly.

"How can there be a heroic spirit called Jack in the Hall of Valor... There are so many heroic spirits in Yeluzi recently. Isn't it like King Arthur that they are smuggled goods who signed a contract with the Holy Grail without permission?"

"But..." Emiya's pupils darkened, "I have remembered this blade, Heroic Spirit Jack."

3. 【Jack Chapter】

"There's Rider left." Jack's far-reaching eyes focused on one of the directions, and he brushed away the blood on the scythe.

"Soon...we'll see each other, Lacey."

"Please kill more Servants and get more mana, Destroyer."

4. 【Gun Brother Chapter】

Sensing the disappearance of the lower world avatar, Diarmuid, who was sitting on the seat of heroes, opened his eyes and opened the record of the war.

He didn't hold out any hope, just routinely learned about the experiences of each double who was summoned to the nether world.

Although the experience you see every time will not be wonderful, and seeing the same things too much will make you numb, but in this seat of heroes, where time does not pass and even loneliness almost forgets how to taste, there is nothing to extricate from except indulging in the memories of life , there is only one pastime way left to view the avatar experience.

"In the parallel time and space, your Master ordered you to commit suicide, and now it is repaid."

"How to repay it!" Diarmuid threw away the record angrily, and the veins on his strong arms were slightly protruding.

Compared to being abandoned and killed by his master, he can't tolerate the desperate situation of being forced to betray his master again, let alone the act of killing his master.

Even if Kenneth ordered him to kill himself in another similar time and space, he didn't want to be "repaid" in this way.

He became a Heroic Spirit only for the obsession of "loyalty to the end", not because he was forced by the situation to take the road of betraying the Lord again!

"The Little Holy Grail...the extra heroic spirits outside the seat of heroes, and its Master..." Diarmuid gritted his teeth, and there was a light-colored anger burning in the honey-colored pupils.

Sad prayers, always due to various reasons, can not be loyal to the last helpless.

His greatest weapon, the Great Wrath, and the knives Gearrasgian and Tiny Wrath lay quietly at his feet, Noble Phantasms he had never used in the Holy Grail War.

It's not because he's not strong, nor because he's not handy, on the contrary, what he's best at is not marksmanship, but double sword and saber skills. His saber skills were even the best in Ireland, and his grand wrath was bestowed by the sea god. , Anti-Army Noble Phantasms comparable to EX rank, but he never revealed them when he accepted the summon.

Rules, morality, justice?

Diarmuid's eyes became sad and mocking.

Whether it was this Holy Grail War or another Holy Grail War at the same time and space, whether he was forced to kill the master or the master was forced to let him kill himself, they laughed at his persistence like a joke.

——Only the strong are qualified to talk about morality and justice.

Looking at the Irish scenery outside the Hall of Valor for ten years, he sighed and took the Excalibur—Grand Wrath into his hands.

That mighty King of Heroes seems to have found a way for his body to leave the Seat of Heroes.Perhaps, he needs to follow suit.

(Actually, I like Brother Gun quite a bit, but this article actually led Brother Gun to the old road of lucky E QVQ, Brother Gun, I am sorry for you QAQ, I will treat you well in the next part.)

[First release: 2014-07-27]