Chapter 1019 1019 Recognize you as a ‘human being’
Ten o'clock in the evening, Snowfield Central Church.
From a geographical point of view, Snowfield Central Hospital and the Police Station face each other across the city's largest casino, Crystal Hill, and the Central Church is built not far from the hospital.
Although the history of this city is not long, the church's appearance looks quite majestic, so there are always many devout people and tourists coming here.
But now, the normally bustling church has spread its barrier to keep people away, turning it into a space that ordinary people would never want to approach.
The priest who was still in the church late at night smiled bitterly and said, "You are not here to seek protection, are you? I also want to tease the director."
This is the very distinctive priest wearing an eyepatch - Hanse Cervantes.
Four nuns stood beside him. Although they were wearing monastic uniforms instead of battle uniforms, they were in a ready-to-fight stance, staring at the visitors warily.
Because the person who came was none other than the "Twenty-eight Monsters" - about twenty-five members headed by Vera entered the church.
The director only left a few members with him and sat at the police station to direct the operation. He believed that the church could be used for this operation against the hospital.
"I understand the whole story, but do you think I will agree?" Hansa was very puzzled.
Vera replied: "We are not here to ask for support. According to the plan, we only need you to help us protect one person here."
"The unconscious Master and the Servant acting alone... Whether as a supervisor, as a priest or as a person, I agree to protect the Master, but first she must be willing to withdraw from the Holy Grail War. As for this time
In this situation, the key lies in whether you can negotiate with that servant, isn't it?"
"Yes, if things don't go well, we may directly eliminate the servant. But doing so would be beyond your scope of responsibilities as a supervisor, so we will not ask for your help."
"I see. Although I feel that I have been cleverly used by you, this is the fate of the supervisor."
Hansa shrugged and replied. At this moment, he suddenly found that beside the policemen, there was a young man staring at him intently.
"By the way, he... doesn't look like a policeman."
Hearing this, the young man who was named by Hansa - Flatt quickly took a step forward.
"Ah, nice to meet you! My name is Flat, and I am the master of the Berserker. I feel honored to have the opportunity to help you all this time. Supervisor of the Holy Grail War, please give me your advice!"
"Oh, finally there is a master who is willing to honestly admit that I am the supervisor. My name is Hansa Cervantes, and I would like to ask for your advice."
Hansa smiled to himself.
Flatt looked him up and down and asked: "If I made a mistake or offended you, I'd like to apologize first... Mr. Hansa, did you fight with anyone in the parking lot of the police station the day before yesterday?"
One? About 70% of your body is made of machinery..."
"Can you tell?"
"Well, the flow of magic in several places changes in geometric shapes. Because I can't understand it, I guess it's a machine! Wow, it's different from the dolls of Mr. Langgar and Miss Orange... It's amazing. I'm still the first
Meet the cyborgs once! Can you fire a rocket punch? Or a drill or something?"
Hansa shook his head at Flatt who saw through his physical characteristics: "I can't shoot with my fist. As for the drill, I'll keep it a secret. However, I can stretch one arm up to three meters and can also shoot grenades. Quietly.
Let me tell you, I have sanctified chainsaws attached to my feet."
"I'm so touched! If you don't mind me being the magician of the clock tower, please shake my hand!"
"Of course, you are very savvy. If you are tired of magic, you can convert to the Holy Church."
The Clock Tower magician and the agent of the Holy Church, who were obviously natural enemies, showed appreciative smiles to each other and shook hands solemnly.
While the police were confused, the nuns standing together in pairs began to whisper to each other.
"Father Hansa will tell the magician all the details...is that okay?"
"He's always like this. There's nothing we can do about it, Hansa's mental age is that of a child."
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Dark place.
Bazdilot abandoned his workshop in the industrial park and is now staying at the backup base prepared by the Scladio family.
A "communicator" in the shape of a Ouija board slowly moved in front of Bazdilot, and letters appeared on it one after another, forming a text.
After reading this passage, Bazdilot said to the darkness with an expressionless face: "Alcides, can you move?"
Alcides untied his spiritual form, appeared in the darkness, let the strong magic power flow throughout his body, and replied firmly: "Of course."
"The 'rat' within the police contacted me, let's go to the hospital." Bazdilot ordered Alcides in his usual voice without any emotion, "It's time, I need you to go
Deal with a kid."
"Yeah?"
Alcides didn't seem to hesitate at all.
Bazdilot was very satisfied with this, but also had a question.
"It may be a little late to say this now. Although the deal with the warlock did us no harm, you retreated so neatly. I thought you would insist on killing the goddess."
Bazdilot had already used up all the command spells, and there was no way to stop Alcides. Therefore, he was mentally prepared to waste this tempting deal, but he did not expect that Alcides put away his bow.
.
"She...is not the God I know."
"But there is essentially no difference between them."
"No, that's not what I meant. She is not the real person or a clone... I'm afraid it's a curse that is imprinted on other people's personalities, a curse that spans the ages."
Alcides calmly adjusted his equipment and walked towards the exit of the temporary workshop.
"Although I hate God, the curse left by God is secondary. Sooner or later, I will still get rid of her. Before that, I have to get rid of the demigod who calls himself the King of Heroes. It's that simple."
"Then, please finish your work tonight."
Bazdilot watched Alcides leave with sharp eyes, and informed him of the benefits of this job.
"If things go well, then the uneasiness factor when fighting the King of Heroes will be greatly reduced, and you can freely tarnish the name of the God who took everything from you."
After hearing the Master's words, the archer turned his back to him and agreed calmly.
"You don't need to tell me. I only exist to tarnish his name."
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Church rooftop.
Part of the roof of the Central Church is a rooftop, where you can overlook the starry sky and part of the night view, as well as the beautifully decorated bell tower.
Flat, who was waiting for action here, breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Ah, that's great... the negotiation was finally settled smoothly."
After hearing this, Bennett, who transformed into a watch, replied: "This is all the credit of your magician teacher. The investigation he stated in front of the police chief and the subsequent negotiation methods, I can't find anything other than perfect.
Use other words to describe it.”
Although Bennett was just listening, the monarch El-Melloi II on the phone was like a detective lying in an easy chair, telling the story of what happened in the city clearly even though he was not at the scene.
He said that the girl was probably possessed by a servant and had made a contract with him in a deep state of mind or in a dream.
Judging from the fact that she was eroded by the bacteria created by the Caoqiu family, the heroic spirit she summoned was either a heroic spirit related to pathogens, or something that was used as a symbol of disease in an era when there were no concepts such as bacteria and viruses.
Something. Could it be that the abnormal phenomena occurring in the city now are caused by a very special kind of magic - bacteria-like magic that consciously selects the infected objects? Lord El-Melloi II was making the above speculation.
After that, he conducted various negotiations with the director, and obtained the result of going deep into the behind-the-scenes of Snowfield Holy Grail War while still in England.
"In the clock tower, no one can defeat the professor in this kind of inspection and negotiation without using magic. Ah... However, if the other party uses blackmail during the negotiation, it will be difficult to deal with..."
Perhaps it was because a lot of things had happened in the past, but Frat propped his elbows on the edge of the rooftop and spoke in a nostalgic tone.
"There are many factions in the Clock Tower, and it's really troublesome. This kind of thing seems to me to be extremely inefficient. I can't understand that the professor also said that doing this is very stupid, but he still manages to get along well among these people. He
When they accepted me, they seemed to have encountered many problems."
After saying that, Flatt was silent for a moment, and then said to Bennett: "I hope the girl in the hospital can be saved."
"Yes." Bennett responded and suddenly asked, "There is something... I have always been curious about."
"What's up?"
"Why do you want to save that girl?"
"Why……"
Flatt could not immediately answer this most basic question.
"You do have a gentle temper unlike that of a magician, and I understand that you don't want to kill a girl for the Holy Grail War. However, you do not hesitate to expose your identity to other Masters who are enemies of you to save her, even if you are from
From an ordinary person’s perspective, it’s a bit unreasonable, right?”
"Seeing people in need and wanting to help is..."
"It's not natural. Master, although it depends on the situation, this kind of thing is not natural. Human beings are not that strong. There must be some reason why they want to become stronger."
Hearing this, Flat nodded suddenly, then looked up at the night sky and fell into thinking.
After a while, he seemed to have sorted out his thoughts in his mind, nodded sharply, and then said: "Actually, it's very simple. It's because of the professor."
"Oh, are you really influenced by him?"
"If it were the professor here, I think he would definitely save the girl even if there was no reward. You are right. Although I don't understand why, in my eyes, although the professor is not very good at magic, he is a very good one.
A strong person. Not only me, but also my classmates in the classroom, and even several people who hate the professor, all admit this."
Frat showed a ashamed wry smile and mentioned his own affairs to the Heroic Spirit watch on his left wrist: "Before... I caused a big trouble and caused trouble for the professor."
"After hearing so much, I feel that you are always causing trouble to others..."
"Well, but the troubles caused at that time were different... A friend named Lu Xi'an and I were caught by a magician named Atram. Ah, I thought we were dead at the time."
Even life and death can be talked about without taking it seriously, Flatt said with a self-deprecating smile: "But the professor saved us with a big gamble. The professor has a friend who has been separated. Even if it takes a lifetime, he still wants to see the other person again.
And to see that friend, we need to use a prop, but in order to save us, the professor put that important prop on the gaming table."
Tools needed to meet the other party——
Bennett immediately thought: Is it a catalyst used for summoning? The friend that the professor wants to see is probably the same as me - the heroic spirit he met during the Holy Grail War. If this is the case, the value of that prop is definitely not
Others can decide, but he puts it on the gambling table in order to save his students. It turns out that this is indeed what Mr. Flatt looks like, and he does things differently from ordinary people.
Having said this, Flatt probably came to the conclusion, and a lonely smile that could be seen from time to time appeared on his face.
"If this matter only concerns me, then I will not save that girl for my own purposes. Or I may kill her first like other ordinary magicians."
"..."
"But, before I was the magician of the Escardes family, I was first the El-Melloi classroom's Flat Escardes."
El-Melloi Classroom - The moment he said this name, the lonely look on Flatt's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an expression full of confidence.
"Since I am a student in El-Melloi's classroom, my life is not my problem alone. If I do nothing to save that girl here, it would be equivalent to betraying the professor and the classmates in the classroom. Yes.
To me, that's as scary as... losing my purpose as a magician."
"So that's it. You even expressed your fear, so I have to accept it."
Hearing this, Flatt asked Bennett: "What about you? Why don't you oppose me?"
"Well……"
"If you want to win the Holy Grail War, you don't have to go out of your way to save that girl, right? If you firmly objected, I could only use the Command Seal, but you agreed very simply."
Upon hearing Flatt's words, Bennett shook the hands of his watch with an attitude of "What, that's what I was asking."
"It's very simple. I was just influenced by your teacher, His Excellency Lord El-Melloi II." Although Flatt was taught a lesson by El-Melloi II when he called him.
Two hours, but Bennett also got the opportunity to communicate with II.
After Bennett explained his characteristics as the "incarnation of human will", he heard the smooth voice of the second one - as if he was attending a magic class, he easily slipped into his heart.
"I believe that what is called human nature is gradually formed through encounters with other people."
"It doesn't matter whether you are a murderer in 19th-century London, a vampire duke, or anyone else."
"From my communication with you, I can see that you seem confused, but it seems that someone has given you a general direction, so your behavior is quite calm. You are the one who appears next to Flatt with such a calm temperament.
Man, I really appreciate it.”
"Whether it's good or bad, if you can have a little influence on my stupid student, I will be very grateful to you. Of course, if you can learn something from him, that would be even better. This can also be regarded as a relationship between people.
Let’s help each other, right?”
"I promise you, I will remember you as a person, not as an 'incarnation of human will'. You are a living 'person'. I remember you as a follower of Flatt.
The person who showed him the way forward in just a few days is also the person I am communicating with now."
"So, please take more care of my stupid student."
"I don't have command spells or other means of coercion, but I still want to ask you... to protect him."
"Oh, I have said before that if I continue to talk to him... I will really be won over by him. Maybe he is a dream demon disguised as a human being." Thinking of the conversation at that time, the watch-shaped
Bennett couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He finally understood why Mr. Xuanhao said that he could learn how to be a human being in this world.
What that man really wanted him to learn was not from Flatt, but to make progress together with Flatt.
He is very similar to Flatt. To a certain extent, they are both freaks walking around in human skin.
And the person who guided them... was the monarch who had certain qualities.
"One of his words touched my heartstrings, which means my life has been slightly manipulated by him, that's all." Flatt said with an innocent smile: "Then Mr. Bennett is also El-Melloi.
The students in the classroom."
"I am the human will born with human malice. If a great evil person becomes a student, your teacher will also find it very troublesome."
These natural words made Flatt shake his head and deny: "There are similar people among the graduates. I think it shouldn't be a problem. Besides, I don't think you are a big evil person."
"It's not like it's not a problem at all." Bennett smiled wryly and shook the pointer, then said in a serious tone, "There is still a huge flaw somewhere in your heart. It's not a flaw. Maybe you didn't realize it."
, there is a huge deviation between your heart and the world. Even I feel terrible."
Bennett continued to the uneasy Flatt: "But I am relieved now. It is not because you have such a magician as a teacher, but because you are in awe of his attitude towards life. As long as you have this ambition
, you can overcome the deviation from this world.”
"Is that so? I don't quite understand, but I more or less understand that there are differences between me and magicians... and ordinary people."
"Don't worry, I am the same. This is a common issue for us. All living people are feeling the deviation between themselves and the world. In my current position, I don't know if it is appropriate to say this - take the clock as an example, there is no such thing in the world
There is no error at all, the clocks are completely consistent with the actual time. It’s just that some people have been working hard to correct the time for them.”
Hearing these words, Flatt smiled and said: "Mr. Bennett, maybe you will become a poet in the future."
"Are my words that grandiose?"
"Yes. No wonder you signed 'from hell' on the letter you wrote to the police."
"...I know how to talk."
The two of them didn't laugh heartily, they just smiled slightly at each other, and then turned their attention to the hospital. "It's almost... starting soon."
"Well, because we can't drive away all the patients in the hospital, we have to use wide-area magic to make the patients fall asleep, causing the doctors to have cognitive impairment and not see the police coming in... Wait, something is wrong."
Flat followed Bennett's voice and looked from the church's rooftop to the road in front of the hospital.
I saw the police there pointing at a certain place and shouting something.
Flatt used magic to strengthen his vision and looked where they were pointing -
Then I saw "it".
I accidentally saw "it".
A three-headed dog the size of an adult elephant exhaled blue breath. A man was wearing a strange long cloth, holding a bow in his hand, standing leisurely on its back.
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On the water tank on the rooftop of the Central Hospital.
"He came with Cerberus... What is the origin of that archer?"
The person standing on a high place looking at the giant beast is the vampire who has returned to his youthful appearance—Jesta Caltore.
The wounds caused by Hansa seemed to have not yet healed, and the skin exposed under the clothes still had fresh scars burned by the holy water.
"Interesting. Are there any other great men and monsters in this Holy Grail War? Who should I let that beautiful stalker dance with? I have to sit down and choose carefully."
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The main road in front of the hospital.
Because a large area of dispersal barriers has been set up, the main road at this time is extremely deserted for the police who are usually responsible for patrolling.
However, something broke the silence and came out from the depths of the road.
It was a giant dog with three heads, and poisonous gas flowed out from between its sharp teeth.
It may take some time for the police to realize that it is "Cerberus" who has appeared countless times in mythology and movies.
This is enough to prove that the sense of oppression and terror possessed by this monster far exceeds the Cerberus they knew.
The strong magic power seemed to freeze the air.
The archer on the monster's back was also bathed in magic power, but his expression remained normal. If he had held a sickle instead of a bow, anyone would have believed that he was the God of Death and would have screamed crazily.
The huge hell guard dog stopped in front of the policemen, lowered its head and stared at them.
The archer asked the stunned policemen in a low voice: "Where is the young son possessed by the heroic spirit...?"
As he spoke, his body had turned towards the direction of the hospital. I'm afraid he was asking the girl exactly where on the floor she was.
One police officer plucked up the courage to ask, "What are you going to do to her if we tell you...?"
"Of course, according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, kill them head-on."
The police couldn't help but be in an uproar.
Just by looking at it, you can understand that it is different from ordinary heroic spirits in power——
The coercion and coercion exuded made the stalkers who had fought with them in the past few days look pitiful and cute——
Such a person talks about "frontal massacre" of an unconscious young girl.
"What are you shooting-" After understanding what the archer was saying, a policeman made an angry voice without thinking.
But his angry voice was interrupted by the explosion.
In order to frighten the opponent, the archer shot an arrow across the asphalt road, exploding a large crater with a radius of ten meters.
Several nearby police officers were directly involved in the explosion and lost consciousness.
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer, don't hinder me."
After saying that, the archer fully drew the bow.
The police immediately understood that the archer was going to use bows and arrows to destroy the ten-story hospital.
The arrow he shot casually just now was just to scare others, but it made a big hole in the asphalt road. This kind of power made the police know that the archers were not doing anything stupid.
Before the police could stop him, the arrow had already left the bow.
"Tsk! You actually did this!"
Jesta immediately sensed the archer's intention and trampled the water supply tower he was on. Then he used some unknown power to freely control the overflowing water and blocked the incoming arrows with all his strength.
The water flow exploded, and under the illumination of the street lights, the water droplets spread out like fireworks.
The arrow that narrowly missed sliced off part of the hospital's rooftop and eventually disappeared into the sky.
"Oops, what's wrong, what's wrong, policemen? You have to work harder, otherwise it will be difficult for me."
Not long ago, Jesta almost destroyed those policemen with her own hands, but now she is encouraging them. Jesta sneered, then sighed: "If you make Cao Qiuchun a member of my race, she can escape
This is difficult...but if this happens, the stalker will kill Tsubaki without hesitation. It would be boring and really annoying."
After talking to himself, he realized one key thing and shook his head again.
"No, judging from her physical strength, her body shouldn't be able to hold on, and she will probably die before she changes..."
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"Monster?"
Alcides stood on the back of Cerberus, looking at the man who had just transformed into a thick water shield. Seeing that the man exuded an aura that was different from a heroic spirit or a god, Alcides jumped to the alert.
On the ground.
"If anyone gets in the way, bite him to death."
The three-headed dog of hell (Cerberus) was summoned by Alcides using the Noble Phantasm - King's Order. It was a magical beast that he captured in trials in the past and does not exist in the human world.
After giving the order to the huge monster, he raised his bow seriously again in order to destroy the hospital and carefully observed the "enemy" on the roof of the hospital.
"That aura is indeed not a Servant, nor is it the same as the woman who claims to be a goddess. I'm afraid it's a beast born from the planet or something else...is it a Nemean Lion in human form?"
Thinking that the fur covering his face also came from a lion, Alcides further increased his vigilance.
He was thinking about whether to use the Twelve Glory to summon another thing, when he suddenly felt a slight shock on his back.
"Slight" is just Alcides' own perception. In fact, its power is enough to penetrate the body of the tank.
What was blocked by the Nemean lion's fur was a spear thrown by a policeman.
"Damn it...how could it be blocked...why is it like this again? Why! What's going on! Are you also a Dead Apostle? Bastard..."
As if echoing the policeman's cry, the other policemen launched long-distance attacks one after another that were suspected to be noble phantoms.
"too weak."
Alcides used his bow to block the attacks one by one, took the opportunity to shoot an arrow, and once again made a big hole in the ground.
"What is Cerberus doing? He clearly ordered to kill those who interfere, but not a single member of the police force was reduced. No, there were even more people."
Only then did Alcides realize that there were indeed more police than before.
But Cerberus was indeed carrying out the task according to Alcides' orders. Its three bloody mouths held several human bodies respectively, and there were more than a dozen policemen trampled under its feet, and the policemen who were trampled were still there.
Resisting desperately.
Seeing this picture, the police also realized something was wrong.
"Hey, this..."
"Who are those people in its mouth...?"
The confused whispers of the policemen made Alcides frown——
Then dozens more policemen appeared in front of them, leading the charge towards Cerberus.
None of them had weapons similar to Noble Phantasms in their hands, they just held pistols and batons, and rushed towards Cerberus in a chaotic manner.
It's almost like they are scrambling to be eaten.
"Impossible, this..."
"Nothing is Impossible."
Alcides turned his head when he heard the sound and found an ordinary policeman standing behind him. While he watched countless policemen dressed the same as him being eaten one by one, he said with a crazy smile: "
I am a sinner who is said to have come from hell, a murderer with no way to atone for my sins. I am just suitable to be bitten to pieces by the guard dogs of hell."
The policeman started a confrontation with Alcides.
He still only had a pistol and a baton, but he faced a demon more ferocious than Cerberus alone.
"You can actually control that demon dog in the underworld. Although I think it's impossible, I still want to ask, are you Hades?"
In an instant - dark anger emerged from Alcides' body, and he made a voice full of hatred towards the police: "Weak person... Even if you know that my power is far stronger than you, you should not compare me with fools like the gods.
.If you make the same mistake again, I will make you pay a price heavier than death."
Hearing this, the policeman smiled fearlessly and said: "I just wanted to test you. If I offended you, I apologize. So, you really don't look like a god. If you are a relative of a god, I might be able to forcibly connect cause and effect."
, turned into your appearance..."
"What?"
"It seems that I can't become you. But it's not because I can't but because I don't want to... I already understand your essence. You are not Hades, but you carry Cerberus and hate the gods.
By clicking on it, you can roughly guess your identity. I didn't expect to see 'you' in this world, no...you are not him...the great hero who denies the gods. He obviously has the same name, but he is older than you.
I understand that righteousness is much greater..."
I don’t know what method the police used, but it seemed that they had discovered Alcides’ spiritual power.
Knowing that Alcides was a strong man, the man dressed as a policeman still raised his weapon to challenge.
"You who are willing to fall are not worthy of that name...I will kill you!"
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"That's not an illusion... What's going on? A real entity was created and was eaten by Cerberus."
Jesta frowned as she looked at what was happening on the main road in front of the hospital.
Just when he was hesitating whether to seriously fight or grab Chun and run away, this mysterious policeman appeared.
He originally thought that the other party was heading towards Cerberus, but he saw exactly the same police officers appearing one after another, blocking Cerberus' mouth and trapping its movements.
Not only that, he also attacked the unusual archer, adding more clones while fighting.
"Is there a heroic spirit with that kind of characteristics in this world...Which country is he a hero?"
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"What exactly did I see?"
John Wingard, one of the "Twenty-eight Monsters", couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
John returned to the battlefield shortly after putting on a new prosthetic leg. Now a man also wearing a police uniform appeared in his field of vision, but he was not a comrade.
The policeman appeared around the archers, was knocked down, disappeared, and then reappeared unknowingly in a healthy form. No matter how many times his body was twisted or shot by arrows, the policeman kept attacking.
The heroic spirit launches a challenge.
Seeing him fighting, John regained his senses.
"What am I doing? I have to support him quickly..."
When John wanted to run over to help, a hand fell on his shoulder.
John looked back and saw a man standing behind him, who looked exactly like the policeman who was fighting the archers.
"That's my 'prey', don't snatch it from me, retreat to a safe place."
"But...but..."
"Your job is to protect Junqiu Chun. Please don't let my master's determination be in vain."
Only then did John realize that this man was Flat's heroic spirit.
The members of the "Twenty-Eight Monsters" present were thinking, although they didn't know what kind of abilities this heroic spirit had, would it be more appropriate to leave it to him here?
At this time, the archer spoke.
"You weak ones...please sign up."
Hearing this, the policeman took a step away and replied with a wicked smile: "I didn't have a name originally. The name I have now was given to me, but... you are a fallen person and you don't deserve to know it."
At this time, the police suddenly turned into two people, and the other person said in the same voice: "Great heroes, they change their attitude with the times, and they continue to exist in the legends of the Gods while building great achievements. I, as Snap Finger
The only thing I can say to you, the insignificant human will that is about to be destroyed, is—"
The number of police officers continued to increase, reaching four.
The four police officers pointed at the archer from four different directions at the same time and asserted: "You must have some reasons to make such a firm determination... But if you want to use this awareness to deny the power of God,
If you do that! If you deny all the evil and good deeds of God, and if you throw away yourself as God no matter what, then you are destined to lose to me."
The guy who was fighting the archers in front of him not only transformed into a 'policeman', but also transformed into someone else. More voices, from four to eight, eight voices on the urban road.
There was a reverberation on it.
"To deny a certain stage of oneself is to fall!"
There are more voices again, sixteen.
‘They’ seemed to be shouting at the archers in front of them with their souls.
"You are not the 'god' who taught me how to be a human being! You will definitely be defeated by me!"
Although he had fought and won against a god with the same name as the god in front of him, Bennett did not consider it a victory.
After all, that guy had expectations for him in the end and guided him on his way forward as a person.
Maybe he was too excited, but he had to be so excited, after all, the man in front of him was using that man's name to go downhill.
He has an obligation to make things right.
Thirty-two fearless figures surrounded the archers.
Then, those figures disappeared as if they were absorbed into the original person again.
Then, in front of the police officers and red and black archers, one by one
The berserker who was given a name shouted out the name of his Noble Phantasm as if to carry out the will given to him——
It was a Noble Phantasm created to correct the lost man in front of him who had the same name as the great hero he was familiar with, but who had gone astray.
"How long have you not seen each other? We met in London, right? Let's end with London."
After the extra figures disappeared, Bennett looked at the Avengers in front of him with a smile.
"——'The evil fog will disappear with the dawn of London (From Hell)'!"
Hell on earth immediately appeared between the hospital and the church.
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"It's... it's actually like this? Is that what happened?"
Jesta's eyes were sparkling on the rooftop, and her face was filled with a smile of infinite surprise.
"Jack...Jack, Jack, Jack! Is it Jack the Ripper? No...Jack wouldn't say 'the name was given'. Who is this guy? He can actually use Jack's treasure."
Tool?"
According to the name of the Noble Phantasm called out by the other party, Jesta saw the shadow of the murderous Jack the Ripper in this heroic spirit.
But the other person is obviously not Jack.
"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting~" Seeing the "world" displayed in front of him, Jesta smiled intoxicatedly and shouted unwillingly: "Ah! Ah! Beautiful stalker!
Why aren't you here now? Why aren't you enjoying this scene with me!"
He couldn't help but want to use the Command Seal, but the desire rolling deep in his guts still barely controlled his rationality.
"No, no, I can't waste any more command spells. In order to make her fall into despair and finally die in love with me, I have to leave two strokes no matter what..."
Jesta groaned regretfully in her heart for a moment, and then shouted passionately: "Then, I will keep this picture firmly in mind! Tell her about it then!"
His praise for the heroic spirit in front of him who was suspected to be Jack the Ripper echoed on the hospital rooftop: "Ah, Jack! Jack! Jack! The most impure curiosity in the world! A pure nightmare born of human delusion!"
The vampire Jesta spread her arms and circled happily, her face full of joy, and she fully praised the long-standing urban legend.
"A weak anti-hero, a folk legend that can color the darkness of night with fear! It is the embodiment of evil, spreading fear to the whole world at a speed that even 'Wallachia Nights' can't catch up with!"
Let's see, when facing the real 'legend', will you perish miserably, or will you fight back with a new form of darkness?
That’s why the world is so interesting! Beautiful stalker! I will dedicate this funny hell to you!”
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While the vampires screamed, hell appeared between the hospital and the church.
Thick fog shrouded the surroundings, and all the trees on the roadside turned into blue-black plants that had never been seen before.
The crater blasted by Alcides was filled with bright red magma, emitting toxic vapor.
Human-faced bats flew in the air, and the flames turned into imps, surrounding the signal lights.
The phantoms of countless smoky high-rise buildings appear one after another, although they are reminiscent of London alleys——
But there was no sign of anyone.
There are no hungry children who steal bread, no gangsters who beat children to death and steal bread, no drug dealers who allow drugs to spread, and no police officers who extort money from drug dealers.
Only the Gremlins use puppets to imitate human actions for fun.
In other words - this hell is, at best, a funny puppet show.
The jack-o'-lantern in the fairy tale smiles mischievously under the streetlight without any sense of reality. However, this scene is also the embodiment of the desire in people's hearts in the era when Bennett the Ripper was born.
If it were Bennett's other side, this place might become "a hopeless hell caused by people's living malice."
But the hell that Bennett now presents is "the fall of mankind caused by the absolute evil of the devil." All tragedies and human malice are pushed to the idea that "everything is the work of the devil." It can be said that
, this is a man-made hell born from twisted wishes.
In this twisted and young hell - there is only one "genuine".
Alcides comes face to face with "the thing".
The height of "that thing" is about five meters.
It stands in a "hell" like a puppet show, with a real sense of flesh.
The blue-purple skin seems to be made of blueberries mixed with poisonous insects.
The unusually developed hands have claws that shine like sabers.
The face seemed to have changed from a skeleton to a monster, with long curved horns and sharp teeth.
The wings spread out behind it slowly swayed like the black smoke of a burning corpse, creating dark shadows around "that thing".
Cerberus immediately rushed towards "that thing".
I saw the thin skin on the chest of "that thing" bulging, its heart emitting a strong light, and the pulsing sound suddenly echoed around.
As the pulse became faster, the eyes of "that thing" glowed red——
The laser beams emitted from his eyes instantly pierced Cerberus' body.
The three heads shouted a scream that sounded like it came from the bottom of hell. It was so deafening that even the twenty-eight monsters on the road were almost unable to withstand it. However, the guard dogs of hell did not stop fighting because of this.
The blow just now inspired the fighting spirit of the monster. It drove its huge body to jump up, trying to bite the body of "that thing" with the sharp teeth in its three mouths.
However, the second before its fangs touched each other——
The claw of "that thing" swung from top to bottom, splitting Cerberus' body diagonally in half. The monster's fur turned blood red due to the rupture of its internal organs and spine, and was eventually torn into pieces.
With a "boom", Cerberus' huge body fell to the ground.
The twenty-eight monsters were dumbfounded. Hansa Cervantes, who was watching the battle from the church window, frowned and whispered: "That's not a true demon... It's a fantasy species that appears temporarily... Ah, even if it's temporary, it can become like that.
So cruel..."
Hansa pressed his blindfold and looked at Flatt's heroic spirit, which at this moment turned into what most ordinary people called a "demon". He muttered to himself: "If I didn't know he was a heroic spirit... I would have buried him in the trap."
Please come over."
"Without the blessing of Hades, wouldn't it be possible to reach the level of a divine beast?"
Alcides glanced at Cerberus, and after saying this with disgust, he turned back to the huge black figure standing in front of him.
"I don't understand what you are talking about at all... Weak man, do you think that the transformed monster can defeat me? Or is this your full strength?"
Hearing Alcides' provocative words, Bennett moved his pure white eyes that no longer looked like humans and smiled.
Just laughed.
"wrong……"
Bennett is an existence formed by human will. He can incarnate into anything humans want. His power comes from fantasy.
This is just the beginning.
Seeing the devil's eyes flashing again, Alcides put on a defensive posture.
However, the attack that hit him came from a blind spot - from the sky behind him. Alcides looked back along the laser that penetrated his shoulder - another identical demon fell from the sky.
"Human beings cannot defeat us. Human beings are both fools and wise men. They created us - but they are just bait for cannibalism."
At the same time, a claw flew from the other direction, driving Alcides' body deeply into the ground that turned into a stone road to hell.
The real hell begins here.
Alcides, who fell to the ground, looked at the sky——
The enemy heroic spirits that turned into demons turned into dozens or hundreds of armies flying in the air, looking down at everything.
Bennett is indeed using Jack the Ripper's Noble Phantasm "The evil fog will destroy and disappear with the dawn of London".
This is a Noble Phantasm he created after he came to this world based on the information given by the Holy Grail and the legend that "Jack the Ripper's true identity is a demon from hell."
It is said that Jack left a sentence "From Hell" in a letter written by himself. When this word was spread from the city to the countryside where people believed in superstitious ideas, "Jack the Ripper is a devil, or is possessed by a devil."
The saying "people, devil worshipers" has taken root deeply in people's hearts.
After using this power to become a demon - Bennett used another Noble Phantasm.
——It does not deserve to be the end of tragedy (Natural Born Killers).
This Noble Phantasm is based on the anecdote that "Jack the Ripper was not a person, but a group."
It includes everything from bizarre theories such as "The murders committed by Jack are actually different people, and anyone in the world can become Jack the Ripper" to the rituals performed by a powerful cult organization at the time.
various elements.
The maximum number of people in the Noble Phantasm will change according to the master's magic strength - Bennett has confirmed that when he partners with Flat Escardus, he can "disperse" up to five hundred and one people at the same time.
Twelve people.
But no matter what, with two Noble Phantasms deployed at the same time, the number of people could not be reached - but Bennett still easily transformed more than 200 demons, and all attacked the "Alcides"
Humanity".
Before Alcides, who was standing on the ground, had time to take any action, a series of attacks followed. Since those attacks were not initiated by weapons, the power of the "Nemean Lion's Fur" could not be blocked at all. Alcides
Suffered heavy losses.
Because he was already very strong, he was not torn to pieces, but part of the attack still penetrated his body, and the devil's claws and heat poison spread to his lungs.
The continuous combos were like pouring rain, as if he was not allowed to stand up again.
If there is such a thing as hellish torture, it must be like this.
The police officers who were watching on the side held their breaths when they thought of this, and even their fear was forgotten.
The sight of an absolutely strong man in the air suppressing another strong man even made the audience feel full of beauty.
"Hey, do it... are you done?"
"I said...is that...really on the same side as us?"
Several policemen murmured in cold sweats.
Is that thing really controlled?
What about the Flatt who is the master?
They looked uneasily at the church rooftop, but did not see Frat Escardes.
This further intensified the fear in the hearts of the police, leaving no one speechless.
Has the archer lost his original appearance?
The moment someone came up with this idea - the situation changed.
"……Wonderful."
A low but clear sound spread around. The center of the asphalt road was smashed into the shape of a garlic mortar, and Alcides was exposed to the claws of the devil.
With a dull sound, the claw dug deeply into Alcides' shoulder. Everyone around him felt that this might become his fatal injury.
However, Alcides held down the demon's arm that was holding his shoulder, and used his other hand to grab the demon's fang that was stabbing him.
The other demons fired lasers together, but Alcides still refused to let go.
Then he said something appreciatively.
He recognized this unworthy hero.
Acknowledge that this 'human being' who does not possess even a hint of divinity is your enemy, and give him sincere praise.
"...It's wonderful, weakling, how you can force me into such a situation, how you can climb to such a height."
"what are you saying……"
Bennett, who transformed into a demon, had an ominous premonition and asked.
Alcides ignored him and continued: "What you have built is indeed valuable. It would be good to fight with Nine Lives... but your power is not the kind that can only be defeated.
Boring stuff."
"what you up to?"
"O nameless man, I will usurp it from you with respect. You have value for me to rob."
The Avengers activated their Noble Phantasm.
That is neither the twelve glory nor the killing of a hundred heads.
But it can only be activated after being twisted into an Avenger - the hidden third Noble Phantasm.
"Reincarnation Pandora."
In an instant, fate switched places between hope and despair.
The swarms of demons that were flying in the air instantly turned into weak humans, and countless Bennetts who lost the ability to fly fell to the ground one by one.
"Damn...could it be..."
Bennett, whose claws were still dug into Alcides' shoulders, turned back into an ordinary policeman.
Bennett's eyes widened, and he saw——
The same demonic horns emerged from Alcides' long cloth, and black smoke-like wings sprouted from his back. Most importantly, Alcides' body exuded magic power that was several times denser than before.
In the words of the priest, this situation is simply a matter of compatibility.
He is the incarnation of human malice... But he doesn't know that the reason why the person in front of him has fallen is because he was contaminated by the 'black mud'. They have the same nature and are both a collection of malice.
This situation resulted in his power being taken away.
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Jesta Caltore had a panoramic view of the battle. At this moment, the smile completely disappeared from his face.
Instead, there was a look of deep vigilance, which he never showed when he saw the decisive battle between Gilgamesh and Enkidu.
"It's actually...a Noble Phantasm that takes away other people's Noble Phantasms?"
Despair dominates the main streets.
Hansa looked outside the church. The scene at this time was completely opposite to the one just now.
Bennett turned back into an ordinary human, and in front of him stood a demon who had given up his divine power and was now not even a human.
He is a true degenerate.
"It's getting more and more troublesome." Hansa thought as he took a sip of the canned coffee he had held in his hand at some point.
Since the water tower of the hospital was right in the blind spot of the window, Hansa had not discovered that the vampire he was tracking was in the hospital.
But Hansa was still vigilant, narrowed his eyes and murmured: "I see, this is the so-called Holy Grail War, the so-called battle between heroic spirits. No wonder Lord Kotomine died as a result. It seems that I also have to do everything well.
It’s all about preparation.”
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"Did you take away...my power?"
The berserker's faint voice echoed hollowly on the road.
Hell disappeared without knowing when, and all the aura from before surrounded Alcides.
Alcides looked down at the berserker who fell to the ground with exhaustion and replied: "Hate it if you want. As a usurper, I am already used to being criticized."
"Haha...how come? Shouldn't the hero's usurpation act be called a legend?"
"That's a really mean-spirited sarcasm. But there are no heroes here, just terrible villains who are about to strangle young people."
After saying this firmly, Alcides picked up the intact bow that had fallen aside.
Then, he drew his bow and said in a pity tone: "Farewell, weakling, this competition is very exciting. I never thought that being an enemy of humans would make me use so much strength."
"Do you think...I look like that as a human being?"
"Appearances are not important. Although I don't know your name, I promise you that I will keep this battle in my heart."
Bennett lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the final moment.
He was a little relieved to find out that the guy in front of him was not really depraved. In fact, he knew everything in his heart, but he still decided to go to the dark side.
Although I don’t know exactly what it was for, it was probably... some kind of extremely firm determination.
What should I say?
"As expected of...the person with the same name as the person who recognizes me as a human being."
Bennett smiled bitterly and narrowed his eyes, and saw Alcides loosening his bow——
The moment the arrow reached the heart, Bennett's figure disappeared without a trace.
"I almost forgot, the only stupid person who would use the Light Command Seal at this time is my Master."
At the critical moment, the master decided to use the command spell to force the transfer and rescue the servant - this move made Alcides admire that master.
Then, Alcides slowly looked around, and the only ones left were a group of police officers holding what seemed to be noble weapons.
They were still in a daze at first, but soon they remembered their duty, and one by one they raised their weapons and approached Alcides.
"Noble Phantasm? I don't know why there are so many, but this is a rare opportunity. Let me confirm whether they are genuine."
Alcides' whole body was filled with hostility.
Before, Alcides didn't take the police seriously. But after the battle just now, he will no longer scornfully think that they are just human beings. ()