Infinite Throne

   Chapter 736 Changshan Zhao Zilong joins! (4600 words, August monthly ticket plus 11)

   aside.

  The shocked Kotomine justice stood up again.

   Immediately,

   His heart was filled with a stronger shock.

   "Two Holy Grails?"

   Kotomine just exclaimed in shock.

  Irin nodded: "Besides this, there is no other reason that can be explained."

   "So," Kotomine Kotoji bowed his head, he remembered the cause and effect of everything, and his surprised face showed a hint of surprise: "This is the real reason why Kotomine Kotomine came here."

"what you mean?"

  Irin was alert to the opponent's magician Heroic Spirit attacking again, he noticed that Kotomine just had something to say, and quickly asked.

   He had already noticed that since he came to Uruk City, Kotomine Justice has always been preoccupied, hiding some secrets.

   First, Yi Rin didn't have the ability to read minds, and second, he wasn't so cruel that Kotomine was justly tortured and beaten.

   So much so that Irin has been unable to ask Kotomine justice's secret.

   But now,

   Kotomine justice was inexplicably broken due to various changes, and his mentality seemed to collapse. Now is the best time to talk.

  Irin is very skilled at this job.

   Kotomine just glanced at Yi Rin, so far, there is nothing to hide. He said bitterly: "Ten years ago, I was sent by my teacher to the small church in Uke Town. And I became a member of the 'Sanctuary Church'."

   "Holy Church?"

"For many years, the struggle of magicians has been hidden in the dark. In reality, not only has the Holy Grail War been launched once. But every time, for various reasons, the Holy Grail cannot be reproduced in the world." Speaking of this, Kotomine The fair gaze fell on Milian who was fighting fiercely on the battlefield in the distance, but quickly moved away.

"Then?"

  Irin asked.

   "And the Church of the Holy Grail, every time the Holy Grail War is launched, it will send a 'judge' to preside over the Holy Grail War."

   "The Judge?" Irin quickly combined with human nature and thought of one of the possibilities: "If I guess correctly, the defeat of the Holy Grail War has nothing to do with the Church of the Holy Grail."

"Yes." Kotomine just nodded: "Since the third Holy Grail War, the Holy Grail has been contaminated with something incredible, from a pure wish machine to a malicious person who uses various methods to fulfill wishes. Sabotage the ritual."

Yi Rin remembered what Cecia had said to herself in the space of evil thoughts, saying that Feng Gong is an orthodox magician and should know something, so Yi Rin continued to ask: "I have been I'm curious, what is the reason why the magician keeps on trying to launch the Holy Grail War?"

   "You don't know?" Kotomine was shocked by Irin's question. He looked at Yi Rin repeatedly, Kotomine justice always thought that since Yi Rin is the man of the clock tower, he should be a serious magician. But a serious magician, how could he not know his pursuit?

   "I only pursue 'knowledge'." Yi Rin understood the surprise in the other's eyes, shrugged slightly, and took the initiative to explain in a clever way.

   At the same time, Yilin found that he still knew very little about the interior of the War Tower server.

   One force, one country, the intricate situation, the mystery hidden in the dust of history, is far more complicated and incomprehensible than his country.

   Here, it reflects the importance of a unified country.

   In the Tower of Death server, almost 90% of the apostles are from the Dragon Kingdom, and they rarely encounter strangers.

   Fighting and killing in the inner world, taking 10,000 steps back, it can be regarded as an infighting. But the service of the Tower of War is different. Once the order collapses and the extraordinary rises, it will trigger an extraordinary war that affects the whole of Europe in minutes.

   At this time,

   Kotomine just hesitated for a moment, but still answered Irin's question: "Each generation of magicians, they pursue throughout their lives, there is only "root". "

   "Roots?"

  Irin was taken aback.

The word    is a bit high-strung.

   "Yes, "root". Kotomine nodded impartially: "But in fact, this is an ethereal existence. Some people have traveled all over the world, searched the history of many countries, and found that in history, there were many people who had pursued similar existences—one, truth, eternity, miracle, infinity, ultimate, door... But in fact, what they pursued , are all similar, even, possibly the same place. "

  Irin noticed that Kotomine used a strange word when describing "root".

-"place".

   Root is a location?

   This is slightly different from Irin's initial impression.

  Irin felt that this abstract concept should be understood as some kind of "power".

   "So, what is the root?"

   Kotomine just shook his head: "No one knows, in fact, no magician can truly reach the "root". But they speculate that there is infinite magic power in that place, which is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Any magic, any power, and any miracle can be easily achieved in that place. "

   Yi Rin laughed dumbly: "Infinite magic power? Isn't it the generation of God?"

   Kotomine justice was taken aback for a moment.

   Suddenly,

   He subconsciously wanted to refute.

   For some reason, he couldn't refute it.

   This is a way of opening that has never been imagined.

yes,

   In short, the magician only pursues the root, isn’t this generation of gods, whose air is full of strong magic power, very close to the “root” pursued by the magician?

  Irin said from Kotomine justice, while covering the information, while paying attention to the battle situation, multitasking.

   On the battlefield, things change rapidly.

  Gilgamesh was busy commanding and had no time to take care of other things for the time being.

  Let Irin and Kotomine just paddled openly.

   But it is impossible for Irin to paddle, and after the opponent's magician released a wave of thunder bombardment, there was no other movement.

  Irin's teleportation circle can easily deflect the opponent's thunderous attack, and his current move cannot be called a stroke.

   To be precise, it should be—

   sits in the base camp;

   protect Uruk;

   Be a quiet, powerful hole card that will never play unless you have to.

   On the cruel battlefield, a desperate war is being staged.

  The two sides of the war, one is the human beings who have been destroyed and driven to a dead end, and the other is the alien race and the gods.

  Every minute, someone dies.

   At the same time, there are also different types of monsters falling down.

   Uruk soldiers, before dying, even used nails, teeth, and limbs to entangle the monsters, providing friends with a tiny chance to fight back.

   They thought that the fighters they fought back with their lives bit by bit could eventually lead Uruk to victory.

  Irin was paying close attention to the movement on the battlefield, her heart was still like water, and she looked back.

   His fair conversation with Kotomine returned to the beginning.

  Irin asked: "Why did you come here?"

   Kotomine answered justly: "Because, my teacher. Ten years ago, he said something to me. He said that ten years later, today, I will leave a crucial mark in history."

   "Here?" Irin pondered.

Kotomine just smiled bitterly: "It's very possible. My teacher, the great sage of the wandering sea. How old he lived has become a mystery. It is said that he has a pair of 'predicting the future' eyes. He knows the town of Uke These things will happen, in fact, before you come, my teacher arrived at Uk Town first."

   "Your teacher, what did you say?"

   Kotomine just hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "He played chess with me... chess."

  Irin was silent.

Kotomine just said again: "But after your reminder, I finally understand. It turns out that the teacher said that I will leave a crucial mark in history, and it is likely to refer to this Holy Grail War. Cecia ·Von Einzbern, which Einzbern family came from. Unlike other magician families, their family has been passed down from generation to generation. The Einzbern family is not to pursue the "root", but to achieve The Holy Grail brought the ultimate magic "Grail of Heaven" to modern times, and for this, they will pay any price for it. "

   "They used Einzbern's technology to create a "Living Holy Grail" that has the qualifications to become a "Container". Once the ceremony is successful, the "Living Holy Grail" will acquire the ultimate magic power, reach the root, merge with the Holy Grail, and let the real Holy Grail descend. "

   Vessel… Living Holy Grail…?

  Irin's face became more solemn.

   He remembered the scene in the Warp, where Cecia stripped naked in front of him. Although the time was short, Yiren was not an ordinary person, and in an instant, she saw the "magic engraving" on Cecia's body.

   At this time, combined with Kotomine justice's words, Irin finally connected the cause and effect together, and his tone was a little more surprised: "Cercia, that is the living Holy Grail!"

   "I'm afraid so."

"It's not difficult to understand." Yi Rin subconsciously digs the dead skin on her forehead, clears her thoughts, and falls into deep thought: "If you say that the Holy Grail will come to reality, it's Cecia... No, to be precise, it's Wandering Sea, The clock tower, the real purpose of all the 'magicians' involved in the layout, I probably know what Cecia wants to do next."

   "What does she want to do?" Kotomine looked at Irin in surprise.

   He thought to himself that even an orthodox magician didn't understand it, how could you be a half-baked magician who didn't even know the "roots"?

   But Kotomine Kotomine did not dare to say it in front of Irin.

  Irin's brows were hidden with evil spirits, and his smile was a little hideous, which always gave Kotomine justice the illusion that this person was not easy to get along with.

   Better not to talk nonsense.

Yi Rin shook his head and continued to dig the dead skin to the death. Anyway, the dead skin can block even bullets, no matter how you dig, he did not hide his speculation, and said, "I have not yet figured out how to do it. But it is nothing more than , Cecia wants to return the current situation to the most essential 'ceremony'."

   Kotomine Justice looked at Irin in surprise.

Yi Rin smiled: "The Holy Grail Ceremony is essentially seven heroic spirits, fighting each other, the magic power of the dead heroic spirits will gather on the Holy Grail, and finally condense into a huge magic power, becoming a wishing machine that can fulfill wishes to some extent— The Holy Grail. But she may not have thought that the theme of this "singularity" is the Age of God, and there is also a real Holy Grail here, um, although it may be false. Heroic spirits will not kill each other, which is inconsistent with the original ritual rules. "

   Kotomine just nodded in agreement.

   "So, she didn't know how to use the Holy Grail in her body to summon seven heroic spirits. Re-do the ritual. Maybe it was because of the huge magic power contained here that she succeeded in doing this."

Kotomine justice understood, and stared: "In other words, in the end, we, the seven Heroic Spirits, still have to fight against each other's seven Heroic Spirits! The one who survives in the end will get the real Holy Grail?" Trembling, he murmured, "Red and black... The battle of red and black... Is this the fate of the heroic spirit?"

   "The Battle of Red and Black? Huh, I like the name."

  Irin looked into the distance again.

   "The miscellaneous fish are almost dead, and the opponent's 'general' should also appear."

  …

   The magician of the opponent, using Wan Jun Thunder Cloud, gave a warm greeting to Uruk.

After    said hello, there was no other movement.

   is like waiting.

   Whether it is the red side represented by Uruk or the black side heroic spirit on the opposite side, they all seem to be waiting.

   Waiting for the moment to play.

Unlike Irin, the seven "pseudo-heroic spirits" who came from modern times and did not have any heroic heritage, the seven heroic spirits summoned by the other party really came from the past and future history, fantasy, and beliefs in the Holy Grail War. , then, heroic spirits should have their own strengths and pride.

  Million's talent is truly amazing.

   Speed, strength, reaction, various physical qualities, after a short period of intense strengthening, everyone will have a process of "discomfort".

   is not that the higher the attribute, the better.

   Only those who know their own body and ability best can exert the greatest strength.

   Of course, the above sentence is relative, not absolute.

   Suppose an ant suddenly has the power of a human, then this ant can easily kill the ants that were in the same nest, and that is not a problem.

   Under the overwhelming strength, all theories are clouds.

   But Milian's physical fitness has not improved to such an outrageous level.

   She re-adapted to new attributes and new rules in the shortest possible time.

On the battlefield, Milian was like a ray of light that shuttled through the monsters, raising her hands and waving an invisible blade. In front of Milian's gauntlet, the thick blood gradually changed the shape and length of the weapon that Milian had deliberately hidden. , exposed.

at the same time.

   behind the herd.

  Cecia flashed over in a cloak.

   In front of her, six figures shrouded in black light were sitting, standing, or lying in different postures.

in,

  A handsome blond man with a gorgeous broadsword around his waist stood smiling.

  A tall man in dragon-patterned armor, with long hair tied behind his head and a long spear behind his back.

A savage woman with dark skin, scars on her face, and a savage face, wrapped in animal skins and iron sheets in key parts, wearing a strange armband on her right arm, lying on the battlefield in an unrestrained posture, her stern gaze, Stare into the distance.

  A man with an oriental face, wearing a black ancient robe and a crown on his head, with an ancient sword pinned to his waist, stands proudly, his eyes are full of arrogance.

  A man with a beard and a suit looks around with empty hands. He seems to be very curious about everything around him and wants to explore the secrets of the world.

   In the end, a girl with long pink hair and a pretty face was sitting on the ground, staring intently at an old-fashioned flip phone in her hand, pressing her fingers on the keyboard. On her thigh, lay a plain fire axe.

   "You, you should understand the reasons for your appearance in this era."

  Cercia said coldly to the six people who didn't cooperate at all.

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. On the backs of her hands, there were a total of twenty-one "Command Spells" of different styles. Through these Command Spells, she was able to command these seven people from different eras, time and space, and different countries. Powerful hero.

  The man with the spear took a step forward.

   He was silent, those eyes that were as electric as dew, the divine light was hidden.

   In an instant, in the chaotic battlefield, he locked onto the figure of one of the girls who slashed monsters with a sword.

"interesting."

   Next second,

  Boom!

   The ground trembled!

   The black square spear step disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Do not!

   He didn't disappear!

   A black streamer, like lightning, passed through the layers of beasts and broke into the battlefield without warning!

   "Look at the gun!"

  The people who came were upright and upright, 100 meters away, shouting loudly.

   His speed is as fast as lightning.

  His gun is as good as a horse, like a long rainbow.

On the battlefield, like an industrious little bee, slashing monsters everywhere, Milian, who was covered in animal blood, was shocked in an instant. She didn't understand what was going on, but her body froze and grew invisible. The sword swung backwards.

   Class Skill: "Intuition"!

   Almost instinctive reflexes!

Ding!

  Million blocked the attack from behind, but her feet were unable to withstand the opponent's strength and collapsed to the ground.

  The comer, one person, one shot, alone and brave, entered the battlefield.

   After the splashing sparks, a handsome and resolute face slowly lifted up after the collision of the gun and the sword, with a faint smile on his face.

   "Changshan Zhao Zilong, join us!"

   (end of this chapter)