Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

He blindly asks for it, blindly strengthens himself, whether it is fighting against the high gods, or subverting the peaceful world over and over again.

Gilgamesh, the hero king, is not a well-intentioned monarch, but a complete tyrant.

That's it.

The air was filled with the scorching smell of "Three Forty Zero", and the black smoke of death was constantly dancing. A group of young people in priestly uniforms were busy in this fragmented airport.

They want to disguise this airport as a tragedy of an airplane explosion, so that those mortals will not be afraid of it, and thus disrupt the world order.

However, the old man behind these people showed a puzzled look.

"What's going on, it seems to be a corpse that has lost several people..."

Looking at the collected ashes, the old man said with astonishment.

"Could it be the Heroic Spirit and the Master... No, if they were them, wouldn't there be a single trace of corpse left? Who is it? Or maybe those magicians didn't die at all?"

"But it's not right. It's obvious that Barthemelo's choral team has been destroyed here. Which magician can survive such a battlefield?"

In the end, this priest, Kotomine Risei, did not guess the identity of the perpetrator. After all, the existence of the hero king Gilgamesh itself symbolizes countless possibilities. Those magicians may have been directly angered. Maybe it melted away.

Shaking his head slightly, the priest's back is straight, as a martial arts practitioner, he can't see the decay of the old man at all, but has an endless sense of heaviness, just like a frosted pine in the cold wind, that tenacious temperament, really is admirable.

"Father Yanfeng." Another young priest at the side came over with a gentle smile on his face. "Your adopted son, a message from Mr. Kotomine Shiro."

"I see..." Yanfeng Lizheng smiled warmly. As a priest of the Holy Church, he has always abided by himself, and he has always been kind to these 'colleagues'.

These out-and-out religious believers have a warm relationship with each other, even if they sacrifice their lives for each other, they are willing to do so.

The same is true for the relationship between Mine Kirei and a certain lady Hydrangea. They are both protected by the gods, and everyone is willing to dedicate themselves to each other.

——Even if it is against the will of God.

After a while, Kotomine Rizheng's expression turned ugly as he gently squeezed the microphone.

"I understand." He said lightly, his words filled with suppressed anger.

Obviously, from the side of Mine Shiro, he got the information from the side of Tulifas, so he naturally knew how powerful the summoned heroic spirit was. can handle.

Although he hadn't guessed the other party's real name, just the crater-like scenery on the outskirts of Tulifas had already caused some thoughts in Kotomine Risei's heart.

It must not bring insignificant sacrifices. The lives of colleagues are safe to say, but what is more serious is that once a war starts in the urban area, tens of thousands of people may die as a result.

That was a sin, a crime he couldn't bear, and Yanfeng Lizheng couldn't bear to do such a cruel thing.

Slightly gritted his teeth, Yan Fengli, who had a strong body, seemed to have aged several decades, the wrinkles on his face were no longer tight, but showed an old slack.

At this moment, he hated his own weakness unparalleled.

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Island country, Tokyo, Chuo-ku.

Here is the smallest red light district in the entire island country, but in terms of quality, it has to be said to be an extremely nostalgic place.

Countless high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen linger here, and tens of thousands of people live on this short street, and the woman named Liudao Lingxia is just like a withered yellow leaf in such a red-light district. Countless waves and ups and downs.

Sad, pitiful, but Gilgamesh is not qualified to pity these people, let alone necessary.

She's just a whore, no matter what, Gilgamesh can't take her seriously...

He is that kind of tyrant, who acts recklessly and tramples on the rules, but is extremely strict. He only divides the eyes of mortals into 'interesting' and 'boring', and has no other emotions...  …

"Is it here?"

Feeling the constantly emerging magic power, the power called 'All the Evil of This World' is patrolling around, listening to the chant of 'Close the Square Gate'.

Gilgamesh had a playful smile on his face, holding the bright silver holy sword in his hand, and sighed with emotion in a low voice.

"It's still a step too late. I originally planned to use the vacancy of the 'Assassin' to summon the 'Crown Seven Riders'. Did it fail this time?"

While speaking, he waved his hand casually, and Frankenstein behind him seemed to understand what he meant, and instantly sprang out like a shadow, and rushed towards one of the apartments.

There was endless thunder in the air, and silver snakes scattered in all directions, attacking the windows and walls of the apartment.

The Noble Phantasm named 'The Maiden's Chastity' was activated by Frankenstein, and under the power of Gilgamesh, she exploded with multiple times of strength, and instantly removed the outer wall of the entire apartment.

"boom--"

Huge craters of more than a dozen doors appeared on the wall, and the solid apartment wall was shattered, and the load-bearing columns in it simply collapsed, or Frankenstein had no choice but to release his magic power again.

At that time, the residents in the apartment probably won't be able to leave a whole body behind, right?They will all turn into charred and carbonized corpses, that's all.

But at this moment, just after chanting those 5.6 mantras, Sagara Leopard, who was sadly forced by the sixth director Reika with a knife, stared blankly at Frankenstein rushing into the house, and at the thunderbolt surrounded by her, couldn't help but He swallowed slightly.

There is no doubt that this is definitely not the 'heroic spirit' he summoned, but the servant of others.

"Damn... at this time..."

Thinking it was an enemy attack, Sagara's leopard horse struggled to climb far away, but unfortunately, the thick round hammer also fell hard.

"Bah-"

This pathetic man disguised as a male publicist couldn't hold on even for a moment, and turned into a smelly meat paste, and the snow-white stubble pierced into the floor under the huge force.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (Master, it's resolved)!"

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Chapter 590 The Most Holy Dirty (seeking a reward)

On the ground was meat paste with a stench, and on the couch was a young woman in a green gauze.

There was a strange smell of ionized air wafting around, and the skinny loli in rather simple clothes also suddenly appeared in front of the young woman, blocking between her and Frankenstein.

"Mom (master), are you my 'mother (master)'?"

Holding a black ink-colored short knife in his hand, the short knife is not a reflective jet black, but has a gloomy feeling that absorbs light.

The Noble Phantasm 'The Virgin of Disintegration', which is a Noble Phantasm that increases the damage to women, is released at the same time as the 'Dark Fog City', which can achieve even more terrifying lethality.

And her real name is the murderer who committed countless crimes in London——Jack the Ripper.

The girl in front of me is not so much Jack the Ripper himself, but the embodiment of the concept of 'murderer'.

Those weird murder cases back then, as well as the evil thoughts of countless children who were aborted by the Thames River, all condensed on this white-haired loli, 16 blackened her into an evil spirit, and the Romanian Holy Grail War made her even more so. She has the qualifications to be called.

The murderer-Jack the Ripper, this is her real name, and it also symbolizes the extremely bad nature.