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Chapter 132: Fifteen trials

My name is Illya,

Illya beat up Jin Shining.

15:12:49

Kenneth finally noticed the strange change in the direction of Liudong Temple.

He was not aware of this incident where the magic power fluctuated so much that even leaked the source of the aura. Apart from being busy rowing a boat and taking Sora out on the lake, he had no time to pay attention. The protective structure around the mansion filtered most of the magic power fluctuations.

The boundary is also a very important reason.

"What is that? It's so ugly." Sora, wearing a pure white dress and a sunhat that British ladies often wear for afternoon tea, was sitting on the bow of a small boat specially used for lake tours, holding a book, and suddenly said in surprise

He asked, pointing to the reflection on the lake.

"What?" Kenneth had already changed out of the rigid lecturer's robe at Sola's strong request. He was wearing a navy blue casual suit without a tie. The fixed long hair that was originally combed back to show his majesty was also worn down.

, the golden light shone, and when he saw Sora pointing towards the water, he looked up into the sky - there was nothing in that direction.

"Huh? Can't be seen visually?" After confirming that the huge existence that looks like a dragon can only be seen through the reflection on the lake, Kenneth quickly understood the reason: "Because just 'seeing' will cause adverse effects

, is that why it was blocked by the protective barrier? Then that boy Weber..."

"Rider and Luna have been given his command. Now we can only trust his own strength."

"Um."

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After sensing that the "whirlpool of death" completely suppressed the other "whirlpool of violence", Ryunosuke slowly looked back.

It was a giant dragon that even if viewed from such a distance as Fuyuki Ohashi, seemed to block out the sky. In other words, it was a giant with many dragon-like appearance characteristics, and the whole "person" exuded an unmistakable aura of origin.

, if it is seen so rashly by magicians who are targeting the root, it is indeed difficult not to go crazy.

However, what is even bigger than this giant is a giant cage composed of the "whirlpool of death" that Ryunosuke is very familiar with. It completely covers the dragon man in the middle, and it seems that he is not discovered at all because the cage is too big.

, he was hunching over and stretching his hands downward repeatedly as if he was planning to catch something, but he never succeeded.

Intuition, or some mysterious connection, allowed Ryunosuke to understand what was going on - just like the kind of basket used to cover sparrows. When the person observing in secret pulled down the short wooden stick, there was something busy inside.

The pecking sparrows can no longer escape. Although they can struggle and resist, but——

Ryunosuke's gaze rose again. Assuming that the "basket" was as big as the ordinary baskets on the market, he sketched in his imagination the outline of the "person" who used this "basket" to set a trap - very

Well, whatever that draconian thing was, it's dead.

??:???:??

Although they all use magic power for their own use, the way heroic spirits use it is completely different from that of humans. To put it bluntly, it's like birds and fish use buoyancy in a completely different way.

"Friend! Try your best to save me!"

Suddenly gaining a physical body, Gilgamesh was kicked into a deep well before he could control it skillfully. When he fell into the black mud for the second time, he only had time to summon the Heavenly Locks commanded by arms to tie up the sneak attack Caster. After all, she

Having divinity and being unable to break free can pull——

Why did she jump down too!? Are you planning to die together?

Plop!

Gilgamesh planned to take back the Lock of Heaven with his backhand. Since he could break free from the black mud for the first time, he could naturally break free for the second time.

Can’t take it back?

"[bluff——roar——]" A low roar sounded, seeming to be filled with great pain and fury.

The person who was firmly locked by the Heavenly Lock was not Caster in black, but a huge man over three meters tall, with dark skin, gnarled muscles, and a ferocious face. His short black hair was completely raised.

He stared at Gilgamesh like a beast.

That kind of murderous intention showed no sign of restraining even though he was tightly bound by the Heavenly Locks and his body was pierced by multiple precious phantoms and seriously injured.

"Rabid Dog, who allowed you to look directly at me?" Gilgamesh subconsciously projected a few more Noble Phantasms to aggravate his injuries, and then he had time to observe his surroundings.

This is Einzbern Castle before it was destroyed, or what it would look like in the future assuming it was not destroyed.

Gilgamesh, who possesses the [Omniscient and Omnipotent Star] and has an extraordinary memory, quickly thought of where this place was. After he obtained the body through the black mud, the mess he participated in ten years later was completely like a child's play.

The "Fifth Holy Grail War" is just that there is no possibility of winning on its own in any world line.

Wearing casual clothes, he was standing at the castle gate that had been broken by external forces. The black Berserker was tied up by the heavenly locks and was scarred, while a little girl wearing a purple plush dress was lying not far away.

Such a situation should be the situation where Caster's true form, Ilyasviel von Einzbern, was killed by her "self" in that timeline - and then she turned into a heroic spirit and came to cause trouble for him.

.

"Hey, how long are you going to keep pretending?" After thinking about it in an instant, Gilgamesh sneered and fell to the ground. He had just been blinded by "himself" and stabbed through the heart with a sword. He should be dead now.

"The Vessel of the Holy Grail" said.

"[But 'I' at this time is really dead]," Caster's voice came from all directions erratically: "[Only off-site support]"

"Dare you kick this king down and don't dare to do it yourself?" Gilgamesh looked around and crossed his arms arrogantly: "Or are you counting on this rabid dog?"

"[bluff...roar...]" Berserker, who had previously forcibly broken through his legend and was resurrected for the thirteenth time, finally failed again, and his fierce eyes like a beast gradually closed.

"Ber...Berserker..." the little girl's low voice sounded, and her fingers jumped in response.

The acting was exaggerated. Gilgamesh glared at the little girl lying on the ground. She obviously curled up her lips, but Hercules couldn't see it.

"[Yi-li-ya-]" The extinguished white light in Berserker's eyes rekindled, even hotter than before. With a roar, he forcefully broke through the entanglement of the Heavenly Locks and removed all the things that were pierced on his body.

The Noble Phantasm bounced off, and then strode towards Gilgamesh.

Hercules, the Fourteenth Resurrection.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you have one more. The types of this king's Noble Phantasm are not just a dozen -" Gilgamesh summoned large golden ripples behind his back without hesitation.

Ding-ding-ding! Dang-dang-dang!

After many densely packed Noble Phantasms hit the big black man's body, they were directly bounced aside.

"[I forgot to mention that the attack method of shooting the treasure of the king can only be counted once, and it is already immune.]" "Illya" said while lying on the ground.

"[Roar——!]" Berserker, who was not far away in the first place, rushed to Gilgamesh in a few steps, swung the huge rough stone knife and slashed at him with the sound of howling wind.

"Tsk." Gilgamesh was releasing the King's Treasure and couldn't dodge, so he had to take out a pair of Noble Phantasms from the shot Noble Phantasm without looking at it to parry the opponent's attack, and use his strength to stay away from the man who jumped up to the hall.

Second floor.

"[Roar!]" Hercules directly threw the stone knife in his hand over and jumped up to chase after him.

"Locks of Heaven!" The Locks of Heaven appeared from the void and once again bound Heracles, who possessed extremely high divinity.

"It is only a restriction method, not a killing method. As long as the divinity is still there, you cannot get rid of it," Gilgamesh said condescendingly: "If you place your hopes on it, it can be said to be a complete failure."

"[Really]?" "Ilia" who fell to the ground said in a tone of complete disbelief.

"Hmph, I will crush all your plans, hopes and efforts right now -" Gilgamesh glanced at Berserker who was still struggling and roaring, and took out the "sword" that looked like a black and red stick from the king's treasure house.

", waved it out without looking.

[The deviant star that created the world!]

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The dilapidated Einzbern Castle, the Chain of Heaven hanging in the air with Krakulus still tied up, and the little girl in purple with a large blood stain on her clothes and a desperate look on her face.

Not quite the same as the previous fantasy?

At the location of the Lock of Heaven, Hercules was sending out fluctuations in magic power that gradually dissipated due to the heroic spirit being defeated.

This should be another world line different from the previous one. After completely defeating Berserker, "I" brutally killed the Holy Grail Instrument just to confirm what was special about her body function.

Is that guy stupid?

Gilgamesh looked at his right hand. Although the king could do whatever he wanted, it was still unreasonable to deliberately show violence and create a life-or-death enemy for himself.

"That guy has already met his own end, and your body on the Heroic Soul Seat must also know it." The little girl who originally looked desperate because Berserker was defeated suddenly changed her expression, and she became Gilgamesh's very special one again.

The familiar Caster is fearless and illogical in her actions. She has no idea what she will do next moment, but those random actions seem to be interconnected and always achieve the goal.

"Hmm, so?" The Ancient King looked at "Ilia" warily. He was kicked into "Evil in this World" by her, but he did not fall into the previous vortex, but came to the future or Caster's past.

She must have some special purpose.

"There is no point in preventing this thing from happening in a parallel world alone," Illya's blood-stained face showed a strange smile unique to Caster: "You must teach your body in the Hall of Valor a profound lesson, such as

When I see this book of memories, I will feel so sad that I will never dare to do something similar next time."

"Unfortunately, I don't intend to become that guy's book of memories." Gilgamesh suddenly opened the Gate of Babylon and completely surrounded the entire hall: "I have experienced such a special experience, which I have never seen through the [Omniscient and Omnipotent Star]

In the world line that I have passed, I am more qualified to be called the noumenon than him."

"Haha," Caster didn't seem to want to continue this topic. She stretched out her hand towards the spot that had completely disappeared, leaving only a little bit of gold: "Come out, Berserker!"

The noble phantoms of heroic spirits originate from their long-standing legends, and for the distant future, this moment is a legend.

The legend of Illya is her unparalleled compatibility as a master with the heroic spirit Hercules she summoned, so that the ancient hero whose abilities had long been fixed broke through his own legend when Illya encountered a fatal crisis—

—The Thirteenth Resurrection.

When Illya became a heroic spirit in the distant land of steel, this legend was embodied as a special Noble Phantasm, which could give Heracles of the Berserker class three more chances to be resurrected, and its name was——

【Snow City】!

The spirits of Heracles that had completely dissipated regrouped like a video played backwards. In an instant, Hercules' huge body reappeared in the hall, and then roared at Gilgamesh.

"【Roar----】"

"Tsk, the fifteenth resurrection?" Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes and summoned the Lock of Heaven again.

Ding, boom! The heavenly locks wrapped around Berserker's body were completely unable to hinder his movements. Instead, they were pulled almost to pieces and had to be released on their own.

"Now, this Hercules is the final form that is immune to the Chains of Heaven and ea. If you have any other means, just use it." After pulling Berserker's arm and asking him to put her on his shoulders, Illya turned to Gil.

Gamesh pointed: "Berserker! Kill him!"


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