United States, north of Las Vegas, Snowfield City——
This city that exists in the western part of the North American continent is surrounded by a wonderful balance, like an ambiguous land mixed with the colors of dusk and dawn.
There are vast valleys in the north, deep forests in the west, wide lakes in the east, and vast deserts in the south. The surrounding environment is so different, although some people comment with bright eyes, but the reality is that this city is vague
It shows that there is some kind of thought that is more arrogant than arrogance.
In other words, building a city where various environmental boundaries intersect, let alone the impact on agriculture and urban climate, is it a mental illness in general, right?
Among the clusters of buildings in the city center, the tallest building is the casino hotel called "Crystal Hill".
The role of this building has no relevance or significance to what is about to happen to this city. The reason why I emphasize a secular building here is just because two figures appeared on the rooftop that should have been closed.
Francesca, who had just accurately "flyed" here directly from Las Vegas where Francesca lived through real illusions and portals, looked at the different city sky and said.
"I don't know what you want to do, but it looks interesting. This city has a population of 800,000. Are you still satisfied?"
"If the people who originally designed the settlement here weren't sick, does it have any magical significance? This city." Clownpis turned his back to Francesca, blowing the oncoming wind.
, asked.
"Of course there is. Although the ground here is not as good as Fuyuki City, it is still quite good. It is suitable for that level of great magic. Since the source of the planet is about to be exhausted, guys with knowledge will always want to do something. Let's try it.
.This place is really not suitable for building a city, but it has been laid out since the beginning of the last century."
"What exactly are we going to do?"
Francesca shook her head slightly: "I don't know, because I'm not interested in tedious magic research. But -"
"Please don't stop."
"To activate great magic, you need a lot of magic power. When the great source dries up, it also dries up the source of magic power. So as long as you have accumulated magic power, you will always be able to use it when the time comes. There is no shortage of good things if you have more. Now some people think so. Haha
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"A factory that produces magic power? I'm a little interested. I can't extract the earth veins at will. Could it be that a large number of corpses are used to produce magic power, so the city is full of death in the dark?" Cronpis guessed.
"It's a bit incorrect," Francesca shook her head again, "Ordinary dead people won't have enough magic power unless they turn into vampires. Of course, they have to be living people. Of course, it has nothing to do with the residents of this city.
Cronpis, since you are related to the Holy Grail War, do you know the Gary Asta family?"
"I know," Crowenpis heard from Kirei at the ramen restaurant, "The oil king participated in the Holy Grail War and was replaced as a human doll to participate in the war without knowing it. Although Ryudou Temple was used as a position, he could not fight with the guards who came to the door.
Miya Shirou must have been killed within a minute of meeting him."
"Yes, it's a pity that he prepared to produce a large amount of magic power to prepare for unexpected events, but other forces stole the wealth from selling oil and smashed the results," Francesca walked slowly to the front of Crownpis.
, when he was about to fall after taking another step, he suddenly turned his head back beyond the limit of human beings and formed a 45-degree angle with his own spine, "Then in this city, use tens of thousands of reserve living people as raw materials.
A factory that produces magic."
"Oh, there are so many, but so many missing people didn't make the news?"
Francesca turned back and looked outside: "There are not too many missing people. Because of the abnormal climate, there will never be a shortage of refugees. How about this level of death?"
"That's not enough. Is there anything else? The secrets of this city are far more than that." Crownpis thought that since this city is in a special zone, there is no reason to do anything that has nothing to do with the earth's veins.
Francesca smiled and said: "Yes, yes, it's far more than that. I don't fully know most of the things that I'm not interested in, but what can be confirmed - whether it is related to the depletion of the planet or not, here,
Some are studying the arrival of gods to drive themselves - by the way, the deity they are currently trying to summon is Ishtar (not Gong Rin), the harvest goddess who is opposite to depletion. Some are studying conceptual viruses based on myths and legends to transform them.
The human body tries to adapt to any environment, some are studying how to make the entire earth vein into a weapon that surpasses all magic, some are..."
"Crazy." That's all Crownpiss could say.
"Yes, there will never be a shortage of lunatics. Is there any difference between you and me? Haha." Francesca looked back and smiled.
"What should I do if I go berserk after doing these things?"
"Yes, this is it! Death! The death you want! The goblin of the underworld... no, the goddess of the underworld!" Francesca looked up at the sky and raised her arms, "The United States is ready. When necessary,
The hydrogen bombs carried by the three missiles will arrive within a moment! The clock tower also nods to this."
"...Finally, do the large number of deaths refer to the result of detonating hydrogen bombs?" Cronpis yelled, took a big step forward and wanted to grab the happy girl, and then——
He stepped on the hem of the princess dress and fell forward, landing on his face.
"Ahaha! You are very talented at humor."
"Ugh~ Occasionally something like this happens. Sure enough, I'm not used to this kind of clothing." Crounpisi got up and turned the Mimic Demon into the monk's uniform of the Holy Church. "So, what about the question I complained about before?
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"Ah, yes, is there anything strange?"
"No, it is true that if something causes a biochemical crisis, nuclear weapons should be released." Crounpis raised his hand and shook his head to show that he was fine.
"But before you do anything, can you take me to see the research you mentioned and see if it can interest me?" Cronpis made a feeble request.
"Well, it's okay to take a peek. But don't involve me in whatever you want to do. I have a cooperative relationship with the US military."
"ah?"
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Suburban, meat processing factory——
The nearby livestock industry is not prosperous and does not even operate here during the off-season, so even city residents rarely know about it.
However, underground of this processing plant, there is an unknown side that has not applied for business registration. The assembly line here has been running day and night since it was introduced not long ago. As the name of the factory goes, it is processing meat, but this meat is no matter the source or the finished product.
All have big problems.
With Francesca's illusion ability that can deceive the world for several days, she can easily deceive all the magic measures in the factory. It is easy for Crounpis to come in, but the best she can do is not let the people here know who the intruder is.