My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The red side escaped and the black side held on to the fortress. From the understanding of Shuo Yue and Artoria, no one would disturb their 'surgery' tonight.

let's start.

Taking a deep breath, Shuo Yue no longer hesitated, the Demon Eye of Death lit up, and the light of the third method lit up on his fingertips, slowly blending into little Jack's chest.

The moment the third method touched the spirit child, the young girl on the bed stopped struggling. She stiffly stopped moving like a toy doll. Her empty eyes were as beautiful as silver-gray crystal.

Little Jack, this is...

Stand behind me, Lingxia. Arturia's hair stood on end. The sense of crisis prompted her to stand in front of Sixth Director Lingxia and look at the figure on the bed warily.

Jack the Ripper, who was summoned to the world, was actually a collection of vengeful spirits. In other words, this is just a collection of fetuses abandoned at Whitechapel, temporarily appearing in the form of a girl.

Now, Shuo Yue's magic has freed her from the shackles of Jack the Ripper.

The toy doll on the bed opened its mouth and spit out a black object like a turbid stream. It was the condensation of countless resentful spirits. It turned into a thick mist the moment it touched the air, and instantly rushed towards the survivors nearby, trying to sweep them away. into it.

But before that, a hand with clear joints held the formless mist of resentment.

Hiss - It was like stretching into high-concentration aqua regia. Arturia and Sixth Director Lingxia clearly saw that Shuo Yue's palm was festering. Even if the white-gold light passed through it, it could only slow down the erosion. .

How could... Artoria's expression suddenly changed, and the sixth director Lingxia also exclaimed.

Mr. Shuo Yue, you never told us that this would happen!

If they knew that doing so would cause harm to Shuo Yue, they would never agree to his actions anyway!

Facing the worries of the two girls, Shuo Yue had no unnecessary expression on his face, as if the pain was some kind of comfort to him.

After the smoke was exhausted, Little Jack's body, which had lost the support of resentment, began to dissipate. At this moment, Shuo Yue raised his eyes.

Now, my king.

Looking at Shuo Yue's firm eyes, Artoria no longer hesitated and released the true name of the Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

Go, Avalon!

The isolated utopia turned into a stream of light and merged into Little Jack's body. The body that was on the verge of collapse suddenly stabilized. Shuo Yue was able to withdraw her hands and began to devote herself to dealing with the black mist spewed by Little Jack.

Order it with the command curse and gather together!

Without Shuo Yue's need to say anything, Ling Xia activated the command spell with understanding. In an instant, the mist-like resentment was forced to condense and turned back into a solid form. Seeing this, Shuo Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.

The plan so far has been going well. As long as the resentment is purified, little Jack can be reborn.

But as if God was also against Shuo Yue, two girls who were familiar and should not have appeared at this moment broke into the door with anxious faces!

Are you okay, Sakutsu?!

What's wrong with you two! Shuo Yue was shocked. Just as he was in a daze, the holy girl ran straight towards him, and Ta Miao also bent his bow and arrow, and directly aimed at the red side's servant and master - Artori. Yahe Sixth Director Lingxia launched an attack!

From the perspective of the two girls, Shuo Yue was not only 'imprisoned', but her arms were even corroded by resentment. There was also a King Arthur watching eagerly around her - it was time to stage a drama in which a beauty saves a hero!

But the two of them didn't realize that at the moment they took action, a fan-shaped picture clearly appeared in Shuo Yue's eyes, which contained three parts of emotion, three parts of grievance and four parts of disbelief...

Is it you?

It's you?

Why, in my heart, I am not surprised! !

Mom, be careful!

The one who made the sound was none other than little Jack, who was lying on the bed and receiving the protection of Avalon. Under her violent mood swings, Shuo Yue's arm was in severe pain, and the collection of resentment that had barely solidified exploded again and turned into a huge open... The monster with the mouth swallowed everyone together!

Human ability has its limits, so I won't be a human anymore, hahahahahaha...

In the unscrupulous laughter that rose deep in their souls, everyone in the room disappeared into Sighisoara.

Chapter 507 Detective Victoria appears for a limited time

It was a city that felt particularly cold and shrouded in thick smog. There was a strong stench coming from all around.

It was the smell of meat, organs, and vomit...

This was not Tolifas—the buildings were constructed entirely differently, and there were people walking on the streets. Although the haze contains a pungent smell, it is not painful.

I walked forward, but there was no solid feeling of my feet stepping on the ground. It was as dangerous and unsteady as stepping on a nylon plastic bag.

It's a hallucination, and it's at the center of a nightmare.

After realizing this, the young man got rid of the murmurs in his ears, and his bizarre vision stabilized. There was a sharp pain in his arm, with the smell of burning flesh and blood.

As the center of the outbreak of resentment, Shuo Yue was the most profoundly affected, but with the blessing of the third method, he was also the fastest to wake up.

A biting cold wind blew past him, and the crumpled newspaper flew up lightly, and was caught by Shuo Yue.

The nightmare never ends)

Jack the Ripper)

The newspaper described the horror in bold and bold letters, and the pungent smell of ink rushed into the ears and nose.

Jack the Ripper, a terrifying legend from Whitechapel, London, appeared briefly in the 19th century, and then floated in popular culture like a ghost for a long time.

Rolling the newspaper into a stick shape, Sakuyue tapped the palms of his hands, narrowed his eyes and looked around——

Young children gathered together, their tattered clothes unable to cover their injuries; a bloated drunkard lay on the telephone pole, casting a sly look at the young man like a wolf; a woman with heavy makeup stood at the door, using her empty words Smile, seducing dirty customers...

The chimneys in the distance tower into the sky, spewing the poison of the Industrial Revolution, and the fog scatters on the streets, nourishing the unknown shadows and sins.

Oh, this is such a real world, my friend.

The young man's sneer seemed to be magical, forcing back the eyes that were spying on him. Then, the dim magic light lit up. When the people around him looked here in surprise, they saw a brand-new British gentleman walking out.

Dark suit, white shirt, narrow bow tie, Erster coat, black leather gloves, and the iconic top hat and civilized stick.

If he had another pipe in his mouth and the sharp eyes of the young man, the great detective would have transcended thousands of years and stood on the streets of the Victorian era in England again, perfectly blending into the dark city.

Satisfying her little desire, Shuo Yue nodded to the people around her, then stepped forward gracefully, and began to search slowly but really quickly.

Different from the original work, this time little Jack is forced to get involved, and there is still hope of rescue.

Artoria may not be present. Avalon will not be able to hold on for long without the support of his magic power. If little Jack is eroded by resentment again and gets lost in the illusion, he will never be able to be saved.

The dim yellow streetlights swayed, and the gentleman was walking on the thick foggy streets. He heard the cries of children, the beatings and scoldings of drunkards, and some unclear and ambiguous sounds around him, but he was all left behind, but suddenly , his steps paused.

A girl wearing shabby clothes with scars and bloodstains on her legs stood at the crossroads of the street, facing this elegant gentleman and extending her hand to him.

Please don't leave me...

The young child's plea was too much to refuse, so the gentleman walked up to the girl, squatted down, and took her hand.

Is it because you have permission? The girl stretched out her other cold arm and wrapped it around the gentleman's neck like a snake.

Please warm me...

Why? Why does everyone bully me?

so cold……

I obviously want to be saved, but why is no one willing to save me?

I really want to be together...

I want to go back to my mother's belly.

Those illusory murmurs and crazy obsession once again enveloped the gentleman. Under the mental pollution that could make ordinary people crazy, Shuo Yue's mouth curved slightly.

Scoff, laugh, laugh.

This is the lowest level of the world, the end of Naraku. Whitechapel, the foggy capital of London, the great human waste dump. Once you fall into it, you will never be able to climb out of the spider's nest.

This voice did not come from a little innocent soul, but from the mouth of the handsome gentleman captured by the girl.

There was no hatred or resistance in the voice, and the joy and ridicule hidden in the tone made the girl as a resentful spirit widen her eyes in disbelief. At this moment, Shuo Yue raised her head, her rainbow blue eyes Hitomi stood upright to face the girl.

So this is hell, the capital of evil inhabited by inhuman beasts.

You know, I don't like it here, but I also enjoy it.

The girl was frightened and wanted to pull away her hand, but Shuo Yue caught her with her backhand. The civilized stick in her left hand was pressed against the neck of the wraith to prevent her from escaping. There was a sense of humor unique to the British gentleman in her words.

In a city full of evil, I don't have to be bound by anyone or anything. For me, this sense of freedom is the greatest reward.

In return, child, accept my prayer. Even though I look like this, I actually have a household registration in the Holy Church.

Ahhhhh--the girl's resentful spirit let out a shrill scream, and the street lights on the street began to flicker at a high frequency. Every time it went out and came back on, new resentment would attach to the child, and it would cast an empty look at the gentleman. look.

Are you here? Shuo Yue looked around, looking ghostly, so he laughed from the bottom of his heart, but that smile frightened all the resentful spirits.

Then let's get started.

The girl in her arms still wanted to struggle, but this time, a hand held her head.

Declaration——

The moment these words were spoken, the light of purification lit up the fog in London. The resentful spirits screamed in despair, only to find themselves locked by rainbow-blue eyes.

[As I destroy, I also create life. As I harm, I also help.]

Wails sounded, and the hands and feet began to struggle.

However, the gentleman's hand tightly grasped the resentful spirit's face as if it had the strength of ten thousand people.

[Those who can't be overcome are in the palm of my hand; those who can't escape are in my eyes, which will destroy them.]

The merciful Lord cast a distant glance towards hell, and amid the prayers of believers, the collapse began.

Innocent people, innocent children, pure crystalline beings.

The field of vision was distorted and the scene switched in an instant. Lingxia, the sixth director, found that she had lost the connection with little Jack, so the mother lost her due calmness and shouted her daughter's name on the unfamiliar street.

Jack—little Jack—

Just like a fool who actively ran towards the curse, Lingxia naturally attracted the attention of the world.

So, the sixth director Lingxia saw it with her own eyes.

She saw a scene in which a young girl was raped by a thick, hairy man in order to get the day's food. She also saw a scene in which a boy beat the girl to the ground with a stick in order to take away her bread. She even saw the boy being viciously raped. The adults took away the bread they had been trying so hard to grab, and finally the bread fell into the hands of someone inexplicable.

As a street came to an end, as vehicles ran over it, the bread flew high into the air and fell to Lingxia's feet with a clatter. When she bent down to pick up the bread, the magic circuit belonging to the Osare clan sounded an alarm.

Stay with us.

There was a child behind him hugging Lingxia, as if he was facing his mother's attachment.