My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

That was the universal wishing machine filled with light—Fuyuki’s Great Holy Grail.

Ahhh.

Not only was he ahead of the Red team, but he was even ahead of the Judge - Vlad III finally reached the Great Holy Grail.

The next step is to regain the Great Holy Grail...

Then……

Make wishes come true…

That’s it…

His eyes closed little by little, and the shadow covering Vlad III's body no longer moved, but turned into black powder, fluttering down, revealing the king's broken and peaceful face.

Siegfried and Astolfo knelt on one knee, Avisbron remained silent, Arturia put her hands on her chest and closed her holy blue eyes.

The obsession has dissipated. Just like life, the hero's will also dominates death. Vlad III was exhausted. He could see nothing and hear nothing. His thin body was motionless and was lifted up by the heroes. It was an empty, heavy body - the King of Wallachia stopped breathing in front of the Great Holy Grail he dreamed of.

The church is sacred and quiet. The golden sunlight shines through the stained glass windows. Countless shadows of dust scatter and fall on the handsome face of Vlad III, creating circles of halo. There are bells ringing in the distance. It is like witnessing the mercy of the Father, and the suffering of the Son.

Golden particles flew into the sky and disappeared; blue spirit particles emerged in the air and were caught by Chiron.

Black, the king who guarded Romania, Vlad III, is buried here.

It was full, it was really full. For a moment, I suspected that I belonged to the Chef...

Chapter 482 The embarrassment of those praying for relief

Chapter 482 The embarrassment of the person praying for relief...

The red holy cloth is fluttering in the wind, and a red holy belt and cloak are put on the priest's clothes. The priest with brown skin and white broken hair lowered his eyes, praying quietly towards the empty hands held up by the black followers.

Return to the dust. The defeated, the old are called by me, commit themselves to me, learn from me, serve me. Grant you rest, never forget to sing, never forget to pray, never forget my name, my body is light, liberate You suffer greatly from all things.”

May the Lord have mercy on this mourning soul.

When Joan of Arc went through untold hardships and broke through the corridors, labyrinths, traps, thunders, fires and beasts set by the empress, and stepped into the chapel, what she saw was a young man bathed in divine light and as loving as a saint.

The moment I saw him, I was instantly enlightened.

how come.

Just because she understood the key, she couldn't help but take a breath. It’s so ridiculous, it’s impossible. The young man in front of me is——

Followers.

No, forget it. Although the situation where the Master is a Servant deviates from the rules, it is at least possible (Sakusuki:?).

However, the problem lies in his rank. No, no, no, no, neither, nor, let alone, he does not belong to any of the seven professions.

First meeting, this time.

The former...arbiter!

Even the calm and composed Chiron could not conceal his inner shock. The other leader of Black, Darnic, who also arrived at the chapel after following the Black followers by unknown means, did the same. He looked at the familiar sight in front of him. The young man was dumbfounded.

Even though he forgot too many memories during the ritual of devouring souls to extend his lifespan, Darnic has a past that he cannot forget no matter what: he risked his life to fight in the Third Holy Grail War as a magician—as There was absolutely no way he could forget the battle that started everything.

That was why he was stunned.

How could it be, this, this is impossible...

Phantoms of the past flashed through his mind. The sage boy from the Far East who was illegally summoned by Einzbern now walked out of his past memories and spoke to him with a gentle smile that had not changed in sixty years:

Oh, this is really an ordinary and ordinary line for you, Darnic. Since you are still alive, it is not a surprise even if I am alive.

How could it be possible? It's impossible! There can't be such a thing! Why! Why are you here! Why are you still alive...!?

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed manner:

Of course it's because I participated in this Holy Grail War, as the red side's master.

That was an absolutely unacceptable declaration to Darnik. Ignoring Darnik who was speechless, the boy continued to shout loudly:

I've been waiting for this opportunity, Darnic! Fuyuki's Great Holy Grail belongs to me! Magician - for you who only know how to lead the world to destruction, how could I give you this Great Holy Grail!

After hearing these words, the shackles of fear that bound him were broken, and Darnik's expression turned ferocious in an instant.

Stop talking nonsense! !

Enraged, Daniel took a step forward to speed up - but fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Goooo!?

There was a sharp pain in the back of his chest. Danik looked down and saw that the sharp gun blade pierced his heart. The sound of the bullet being loaded was transmitted along the bones and flesh, together with Shuo Yue's whisper.

You still dare to come here without the protection of your followers. Should I call you brave or stupid?

boom!

There is no need to think about what adjective is suitable for a corpse. When no one has time to rescue him, Shuo Yue pulls the trigger and cleanly ends Danik's life, then shakes off the dead body and leisurely gets out of the way.

Behind him, the three servants Achilles, Atalanta and Karna had gloomy faces, looking at the young priest who once gave them orders with undisguised hostility:

Master...did you do it? The thing that killed our Master!

Even though his body had begun to drift away slowly, Achilles still pointed his spear forward, with undisguised hostility in his words.

As first-class and top-notch servants, there is only one reason why they suddenly lost their power - that is their Master.

Only when the master dies will they have symptoms of dissipation!

Following the contract, they saw the dead masters lying in the room. Regarding this, Amakusa and the Empress, who actually controlled the sky garden, seemed to become the object of suspicion of the three heels.

Not only him, Atalanta has already set up arrows, and even Karna has a serious expression on his face, pointing the murderous spear at Amakusa.

The murderous intent of the three heroes was as sharp as a blade, but Amakusa Shirou Tokisada endured it without changing his expression, but his smile was slightly bitter.

This has nothing to do with me... Although your masters are indeed imprisoned by me, I swear on my true name that I have never thought of killing them.

Just because you don't have it doesn't mean you don't have it, Amakusa.

With a loud voice, Shuo Yue played with the blood-stained fist gun, ignoring the black followers who were faintly exuding hostility, and pointed out:

You, and the empress who is famous for poisoning - regarding the death of all the magicians in our clock tower, I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation on behalf of the church.

The empress who is famous for poisoning, and Shuo Yue who represents the clock tower?

This sentence revealed a lot of information. Some followers lowered their heads and thought about the empress's true name, while others looked at the mysterious young man thoughtfully from the beginning.

Especially Chiron, who is the think tank of the black side, was completely shocked. He had previously thought that Shuoyue, who had hidden the information about the servants, was the assassin of the red side. The one who could build such a huge courtyard was The work of a red square magician.

We can’t say that magicians go to the front lines to fight with the enemy with bayonets, while assassins hide behind the scenes and quietly build infrastructure, right?

Or 'I'm an assassin, I don't have powers like a magician'?

The lineup combination of the red team...why is it so strange!

At this time, Amakusa no longer cared about Kuroka. He looked at Sakutue, who was also tit for tat, and the helplessness in his eyes became even stronger.

Even if he was wary of the Clock Tower messenger at the beginning, now Amakusa must recognize the value of Shuo Yue. You must know that judging from the record, the two heads of Black (Ken Niang and Vlad III) are both It was this assassin who took it.

Amakusa doesn't believe that Black would be willing to hook up with his leader and a servant just to make Sakusuki a spy on their side.

Not to mention that Shuoyue also protected Atalanta, won the Holy Grail, and played a pivotal role in the battle.

He would rather abandon Achilles or Mordred than let Shuo Yue leave the red side.

But the problem is - how those Masters died, he himself has no idea at all!

Could it be that the empress really did it...

Are you doubting me? The empress's voice sounded in his mind, and he was a little angry. I don't even bother to use such despicable means!

Why don't you answer us, priest? Seeing that Amakusa didn't answer, Achilles took a step forward and continued to ask, Is it because he has a guilty conscience? Or is he just sorting out the words to deceive us?

There was an empress running amok in her mind, and Achilles was aggressive outside. Even Amakusa's head hurt from the noise, and she could only wave her hands.

Don't argue anymore. I have the complete video here. You can talk about it after watching it!

The magic light curtain unfolded, and it was still some time before it completely dissipated. The three victims raised their heads together and looked at the Masters they had never met in the light curtain.

Hey, Chiron, should we take advantage of this opportunity to take action... Ah Fu said quietly as he looked at the chaotic red party.

No, once we take action, the situation will become even more chaotic. Chiron looked at the magic light curtain and responded in a low voice, What's more, we have lost, and the combat power has been greatly lost... If the red side is destroyed due to our interference, It would be bad if they were unanimously exposed to the outside world.”

On the other hand, if the master does die, then the followers on the red side will never obey the priest. Until then, it will be the time for us to take action.

In other words, do we have to wait too... Astolfo muttered, while Artoria, Siegfried, and Avisbronn exchanged mysterious glances.

They received Shuo Yue's communication.

After making eye contact for a moment, Avisbron lowered his head, created a demon puppet with the same aura as his own as a cover, and then left the place quietly.

He wants to connect with the sixth director Lingxia and complete their contract before the situation gets out of control.

Person who prays for relief: When using his own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (3 times)

When using your own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (4 times) [Maximum Liberation]

As long as the charge can keep up, this gift from Amakusa is surprisingly useful for C. It is more cost-effective than Yuanyuan's.

Chapter 483 A major reshuffle between the red and black sides

What appeared in front of the black and red parties was a dark room.

The silver-gray mist is hazy, along with the sunlight that sneaks in, painting the walls and walking among the tables and chairs, outlining the shadowy figures, like a misty still painting. Only the stars in the fog lurk. Known malice.

Judging from the command spells in the hands of the magicians, there is no doubt that they are the masters of the red side.

This quiet scene lasted for a long time, so long that when people thought it was just a photo, a woman's clear laughter suddenly sounded.

hehe……

The foggy night was like a glass of wine swaying slightly, and everyone heard the distorted, cruel female voice.

The massacre is about to begin.

Without any precautions or traces, the magicians' eyes popped out in an instant, bright red blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, dripping onto the table, and white smoke emitted amidst a sizzling sound.

There is no doubt that it is poison.

What followed was a comical scene of people struggling in the poison - within three minutes, the Masters dispatched by the Clock Tower died in painful struggle, the Command Seals in their hands dimmed, and eventually disappeared.