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Chapter 1050: Carp Therapy, Onion King Hunting (Repaired, please vote for me)

After tasting Dao Angel Fu's another round of 'home decoration deep acupuncture + industrial electrotherapy restart + two-stage critical attack bone setting', Shirou restarted and resurrected with a hundredfold energy. However, dozens of wounds all over his body that had been pricked by Fufu were also gushing.

With blood.

I always feel like if I persist for another ten minutes, I will die from lack of blood.

But you have to admit that the scene in front of you was shocking. A wrench that was enough to blow off the skull and beat the person alive did not cause a big swelling. Although blood was bleeding crazily all over his body, Shirou was visibly in high spirits.

Rin covered her mouth with a shocked expression of OMG.

Lang had no choice but to explain at this moment to reassure people: "Please rest assured, Fufu's actions are not hurting Shirou. On the contrary, this is an intangible cultural heritage on the verge of being lost in the distant European Yanan Village: blood therapy.

An ancient skill that combines witch doctor, magic, and modern medicine."

Lang pointed at Shirou's bleeding wound: "First, use bloodletting therapy to drain away the harmful substances, toxins, curses and other forces remaining in his body. It seems like blood loss is actually draining away the source of the disease. This is the root method! Of course, the blood loss itself

It is also an unavoidable drawback, so the essence of blood therapy lies in blood transfusion therapy!"

Rin, who was a little frightened by the wave, repeated: "Blood transfusion therapy?"

Although Red A didn't know, he didn't feel angry, but chose to watch coldly. He had already realized in hindsight that there was [Avalon] in Shirou's body, so he should not die, so he just let him torture him.

Let’s do something to vent the hatred in my heart!

"Yes! Don't worry, you two. We will perform blood transfusion on Shirou-san right now. This minor injury is completely pediatric."

As Lang's words fell, Fufu applied to her father for permission to transfer materials, and Lang approved, and then the [Inherent Boundary: The Legendary Operating Room] was connected to a mouthful of magic from the 'Dragon King's Divine Realm (Ryudong Temple Magic Formation)'

well.

In addition to cultivating several [Reincarnation Seeking Fish Sword Embryos] and mass-producing cannon fodder for 'Carp Monsters', this 'Dragon Well' also raised a batch of parasitic inspiration scrolls.

Little Fufu mentally scanned the well and selected a large fish about 2 meters long. It had a strong body, sharp scales growing on its surface, its back was covered with jagged bone spurs, and its head was as vicious as a deep-sea fish.

ugly.

When this fish suddenly appeared in the 'enchantment', Rin was so startled by its ugly and ferocious appearance that he almost screamed. Red A also had a strong impulse to attack, but he suppressed it.

"This is a fantasy species with meager divine blood. Its origin can be traced back to a seafood ruler named 'Dagon'. You can understand it as a sea god similar to 'Poseidon'. Such a fantasy species is very

It’s precious, hey, it’s a bit of a pity.”

In Lang's affected expression of regret and regret, Fu Fu clenched her small hands into fists and suddenly punched her.

Although Fufu is not a combat-type familiar, she follows her father every day to do radio gymnastics to exercise, and she also has good basic martial arts skills. At this moment, from a doctor's perspective, one punch shattered part of Yuyu's brain, but did not cause it to break.

brain death.

The big fish jumped violently for a few times, then calmed down, leaving only instinctive twitches to prove that it was not dead yet.

"hang up!"

The little miracle doctor finally spoke, and Bailang also found a rack for hanging bottles and hung the fish upside down, which smelled like the crucifixion of Jesus.

Fufu then took out an infusion tube with needles on both sides, and inserted one end into the big fish's meridians. After adjusting it, under Shirou's puzzled, confused, and somewhat frightened gaze, she inserted the green and smelly evil blood into the blood.

Injected into his veins.

Speaking of which, [Carp Swordsman] has also laid a good foundation for the 'Fish Vein Warlock' in his body after several fusions with the Faker brothers. At this time, the fish blood is directly input, and because of the 'blood therapy', there is no rejection reaction.

But compared with other ordinary patients, Shirou's compatibility with 'Fish Blood' is undoubtedly higher. What's more, this is a 'Void Evil Energy Gu Parasitic Dragon Species', and it has been tapped through [Dragon Well] to tap its potential, just like Wukong in Kalin

It's like drinking from super deep water on the tower. This is a super toothfish.

In confusion, Shirou, who received the 'fish blood transfusion', finally came to his senses. He looked at the 'big fish' whose body was not full of mucus and exuded a strong fishy smell.

I would like to remind you: Hey! You forgot to disinfect. At least wash this fish clean. The disgusting mucus is flowing down the tube to the wound. Won't it cause infection?

But he still didn't dare to speak.

Seeing Rin standing next to him with concern, and the archers' eyes that were always full of hostility and rejection, Shirou, who was infused with wisdom by fish blood, finally realized something: "Where's Saber?"

Lang looked at the big fish that served as a hanging bottle, and estimated that it could last for at least 10 hours. With such a large amount of blood, wouldn't Shirou's blood system be overwhelmed? Should Fufu insert another one into Shirou's meridians?

Tube, what about dual circulation of extracorporeal dialysis?

Hearing Shirou's question, he casually said: "Maybe he is being chased, right? Maybe he has been hacked to death. Hmm? As the master, haven't you received the news of Saber's death yet?"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Shirou suddenly started struggling on the operating table and asked urgently. Rin quickly asked how the two of them were rescued, and then she used the command spell to retrieve Red A. Now all the pressure of the pursuit fell on Da Mao

On one person.

Shirou was heartbroken after hearing this, and he quickly sent out a humble begging online, hoping that Lang, who had created miracles time and time again, could once again become a saint.

Bailang spread his hands, looking relaxed as if he could not save the Third Company: "Your command spells have been exhausted, and there is really no way to forcefully summon her back. I'm sorry."

Coyote asked unwillingly: "Is there really no way?"

"The heroic warriors on the battlefield are really their destiny, so why do you insist on going against the laws of nature and acting against human sentiments? Don't you hear the ancient saying: Those who obey nature will prosper, and those who go against nature will perish?"

"Since you can save us, you can definitely save Saber! Tell me, what price do we have to pay before we are willing to take action? If you are willing to take action, we will be willing to obey your instructions and serve you in the next Holy Grail War.

And fight!"

Lang immediately shook his head and sighed, with a misunderstood expression like that of the melon stall owner: "How can I sell you raw melons?"

"Why do you always misunderstand me? You always feel that I have some plot or conspiracy when I contact you. What about the most basic trust between people? Does saving people have to be rewarded? Fufu will give such a precious god descendant

I used fantasy seeds on you. Did I frown? (I frowned!) I saved your lives, and you didn’t even want to say thank you. Instead, you blamed me for not saving more? It’s my fault, then.

You might as well leave here and continue to die."

"Uh..." Tohsaka Rin, who wanted to help, was choked and speechless. You are so right, I am speechless.

Red A: "Rin just cares about his companions. You must have a way to save Saber, right?" Although he doesn't care about Shirou suffering more, Red A is very concerned about the safety of King Da Mao.

"It's not impossible, but it's definitely not in line with your wishes. So I won't say it anymore." Bai Lang, the Riddler, looked embarrassed and hesitant to speak, hinting to the other party to come and ask! Come and beg me.

"What can I do? As long as I can save Saber, I agree!" Carp Shirou said excitedly.

Lang: "You don't have a Command Seal, so you can't forcefully recall Saber. But if you replace Saber with a Master who has a Command Seal, wouldn't it be possible?"

"Change the master?" This simple answer made the two masters stunned at the same time. Yes! It's so simple, but how can it be done?

"Now, please allow me to solemnly introduce to you the beautiful Miss Caster. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also talented, gentle and considerate. She is a great magician in the mythical age. She is only one step away from becoming a 'magician'. Caster

It has the power to transfer and change the ownership of Servants. If you are willing, you can hand over Saber's ownership rights so that she can be summoned back."

Lang looked at his watch and reminded: "Every second of delay, the risk Saber faces increases."

Red A rolled his eyes, was that bastard deliberately delaying time and creating a sense of crisis so that we had no time to think and judge and could only compromise?

Shirou naturally heard the implication of Lang's words, so he immediately replied: "Rin can do it!"

"No, she can't! Miss Tohsaka can't afford a third ravant. But Fufu can! Fufu doesn't have the burden of Faker, she only has Caster, a heroic spirit. And Caster can pass through the underground spiritual veins of Mount Enzo

'Obtaining stable magic power does not consume Fufu's magic power at all and does not create any burden."

Shirou thought about supporting one big and one small one (Red A, Little Fruit Farmer), and Rin himself had to consume a lot of magic power to inject 'gems', so he really couldn't afford a big eater.

So Coyote looked at Fufu, because the ailment that could be cured easily was upgraded to the ultra-luxurious 'Void Evil Energy Gu Parasitic Gyarados Blood Therapy Input Method' under Lang's hint, causing Shirou to

With high debts, he was bewitched by [Bill Magic] and was full of goodwill and trust in Fufu.

"Is this little guy okay?"

Lang happily said: "Of course Fufu can do it."

At this time, the silly fufu also rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white and tender arm that looked like a ginseng doll. There were command spells densely distributed on the door, forming a flower arm.

All of them were obtained by Mother C by squeezing Fuyuki's spiritual veins, using them for public and personal use, and for her little master. The number of command spells is already comparable to Mapo Pills.

Bai Lang was filled with emotion. He didn't expect that his daughter would start getting tattoos when she was less than three years old, and one tattoo would be an arm! What a social girl.



On the other side, when Bailang and others were discussing the "transfer of King Da Mao", Aber himself was also on the run for life and death.

At this time, she was the only one left to cut off the rear and resist the red side's pursuit. The scene was thrilling and thrilling. The most terrifying thing was that the chase was so loud that it alarmed the new hunters.

[Demon Onion Spear King. Baji Mapo Pill] Join the hunt tonight.

In the morning, I missed the wealth of Beerker's head. I traveled around the clock all day long, flying and cruising over Fuyuki, rushing to observe wherever there was movement.

His hard work paid off, and finally, he waited until several small nuclear explosions created by Rin. Mapomaru came after hearing the news and witnessed the handsome appearance of the seven people, but he kept holding back his restless heart, and the wretched

Observe in secret.

Of course, Mapomaru could catch up with this battle by such a coincidence. There was also Bailang's contribution, which was hidden in it.

The fakers of [Little Holy Bowl] have now tied up four wild heroic spirits (two of them have been killed. Gouzi and Uncle B). Bailang also holds Jack and Medea in his hands, a total of six, almost taking the No. 1 quilt.

All data.

Only Medusa is left outside the scope of monitoring, and there is also Jin Pika, a quality-education fish that slipped through the net.

During the battle at Liudong Temple, the Clown King allowed Lang to see a broader market, that is, the red and black heroic spirits could also provide data for the [Little Holy Bowl] like the indigenous heroic spirits, without completing the new 7vs7 model.

.

It's just that Faker has no connection with Cup No. 2. If you want to steal the data of the heroes in Cup No. 2, you have to go through a lot of tricks.

Or use powerful force to force the surrender of red and black heroic spirits and forcibly plunder data (Clown King); or send debtors to perform angelic (enemy aid) behavior, add buffs to the enemy to establish causal connections, and construct data lines to slowly steal.

Because there has been a successful example (Clown King), Bailang gradually changed his mind and regarded the heroic spirits of the red and black sides as his own property (Sheep).

Before enough heroic spirit data is stolen, the fewer red and black sides die, the better. Because every time one dies, a valuable asset is lost.

Therefore, the random chess piece "Mapomaru" became Lang's surprise weapon.

Use the [Little Holy Bowl] to stir up the greedy ambition in his heart.

How could Kotomine Kirei, who had tasted the sweetness of killing a dog and received positive feedback from the [Little Holy Bowl] (spiritual power improvement), resist the temptation to kill another heroic spirit and sacrifice it to the Holy Bowl? (If Mapomaru could

By killing the heroic spirit, Bailang will gain more and go directly into the [Little Holy Bowl].)

Lang did not directly issue clear instructions through the [Little Holy Bowl], or forcefully control Mapo Maru to perform this task.

Not only is this inefficient, but it can also easily arouse Mapo's vigilance, which can lead to resistance, hatred, and rebelliousness. She wants to get out of control and go against herself everywhere, which results in twice the result with half the effort.

What kind of dog virtue does Fuguimaru have? Lang already knew that. He had no expectations of his loyalty.

On the contrary, you only need to cleverly use the [Small Goal] in the inheritance menu to set a goal for Mapo Maru: 'Strive to destroy any battle between red and black, observe in secret as a fisherman, balance the strength of both sides, and use the principle of grabbing heads and picking up bargains.

The first goal! When it cannot be completed, try to destroy the killing of enemy heroes by either party, take the route of sustainable consumption, weaken the strength of both parties, and look for the next opportunity.'

In short, it is to make a shit stick and balance your hands.

Like this time when the red side is chasing the Dumb King, Mapo's "small goal" automatically takes effect. This idea is perfectly in line with his selfish and subjective pursuit of pleasure, so he has a particularly high level of initiative and is ahead of the two red side players.

Before the Master, he crazily persecuted King Da Mao.

The Noble Phantasm [Onion that pierced the dead chrysanthemum] was continuously projected and copied, and then used magic power to control the onions, bombing from the sky, like a sword fairy from a hundred steps away, accurately targeting the Dumao King.

The most terrifying thing is that [Piercing Onion] and [Death Thorn Spear] have the same 'cause and effect must hit' rule.

The end point of the Death Thorn is the enemy's heart. The destination of the 'Demon Onion' is the Millennium Kill (inherited talent)!

It sounds like it is far less deadly than piercing the heart? It directly attacks the vital points and causes fatal damage. But the deterrent effect of 'green onion in chrysanthemum' on the spiritual level is as terrifying as a nuclear bomb, far more terrifying than killing a person on the physical level.

hundred times!

The more lofty and powerful a person is, the more intolerable he is to such harm.

What is even more frightening and vicious is that after the 'Piercing Onion' hits a vital part, you may not die.

What kind of wool attack is this? Deadpool can easily take it down, and so can Wolverine! (Wolverine: I can’t! Shut up!)

In short, [Piercing the Dead Chrysanthemum and Onion] is not necessarily an instant death attack. It is very likely to survive and cause continuous bleeding damage, pickling and other debuffs.

But this is actually more vicious and terrifying. Because if one green onion is not dead, it means that you can still eat the second and third shots before you die... Kikube ended up like a porcupine, being hit by dozens of projected green onions at the same time, turning into a sea urchin.

, it’s like a ‘hell painting’.

The only good news for King Daimao is that maybe Mapomaru is not a demigod like Cu Chulainn, the Son of Light after all.

Although Mapo is better than the blue, he is not better than the blue. His "causal power" judgment is much lower than that of the "Death Thorn Spear". This means that although "Piercing Onion" will definitely hit the chrysanthemum, it can be counter-prophesized by higher authorities.

, anti-shielding, the power of cause and effect, powerful intuitive restraint to avoid it.

The stupid king has enough intuition to avoid the "onion that pierces the dead chrysanthemum".

What's more, when Artoria was running, she maintained the posture of riding a motorcycle the whole time. This kept her delicate parts close to the car seat, instead of being raised up high, welcoming visitors from all directions.

Underneath the seat is the engine, cylinder, and very solid steel structure.

The magic onion wants to track and hit?

sure!

But first, you have to be able to break through the idiot king's intuition, so that even if her snake skin drifts in an S-shape, she can't avoid your 'piercing onions'.

Secondly, your projected green onion must have enough power to penetrate the layers of steel, from bottom to top, and pierce into the weakness of the stupid king.

is it possible?

Of course it’s impossible!

Because in the riding state, Dumao used the 'Wind King's Barrier' to wrap the motorcycle in order to escape the enemy's pursuit. To hit her at this moment, she must simultaneously surpass her intuition and penetrate the Wind King's barrier, and then hit her again.

Pierced through layers of steel and finally hit the vital point.

During this process, any small movement will startle Da Mao.

Based on her intuition, couldn't she avoid it?

So, when Fukimaru appeared, no matter whether it was the idiot racing desperately at the end of the road, Saint Grenn's (pseudo) light speed run, or the weapons master blessed with the [Noble Phantasm: Wings of Inkaros], they all felt...

When the area feels cold, I subconsciously raise my anus and retract my hips, feeling uneasy in my heart.

Arturia was even more miserable. Projection onions pierced the Wind King's barrier one after another, attacking her from top to bottom. Although she avoided the critical attack with keenness, she was still pierced and stabbed by the sharp projection onions...

How miserable.

------Digression-----

Emergency repair successful!

An extra thousand words will be given as compensation.

Also, there was a problem in this chapter recently, and I really think it is related to the new round of network cleanup. It will be fine in a few days, and I can see the comments you posted.


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