Romania, a eastern European country located in the northeast of the Balkans, is full of grape fragrance and sunshine all year round, as charming as a girl with a veil, but this tranquility and beauty are destroyed by the sudden Holy Grail War.

Unlike the Battle of the Holy Grail in Touki City, there are fourteen heroes in this Holy Grail War, and they no longer represent themselves, but their own camps, the Clock Tower and the Romanian Magic Association, which directly led to the outbreak of battles becoming more and more frequent. At the beginning, one-on-one temptations, then two-two confrontations, five-on-three sieges to more than twelve people, and it is not uncommon for this to be an encounter.

Lion Jieli, who is more like a bandit than a magician, is still wearing a painted black motorcycle suit with rivet metal inlaid. The shotgun in his hand kept popping up with empty shells. A silver armored swordsman in a red shirt and a gorgeous big sword emitting silver glory in his hand, also became more and more distorted with the spread of black and red blood marks. The surging hatred shot out at the swordsman in black clothes and silver hair in front of him like lightning.

I don't know what it was affected, but when the red lightning that was infected as a magic sword of disaster was released from the tip of the sword blade, it suddenly became particularly dazzling in a twist. As the magic power in the body passed rapidly, the scarlet light column still bombarded the black-clothed swordsman after it penetrated through three protective barriers in succession, and even a scarlet crack like lightning suddenly broke in the air.

"Beautiful, Xiao Mo, but when did your move become so powerful and even caused such a big disturbance? Are you planning to solve them directly?"

The Lion Tribulation was a little unresponsive when the white-clothed swordsman was shocked. The abnormality that appeared in the sky later made everyone present stunned. The counterattack he had originally prepared was temporarily changed to a cautious defense, and he unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Uncle idiot, this is impossible no matter how you look at it. Be careful, I seem to feel an ominous call and guidance..."

In fact, even Mordred herself had no idea what had happened just now, but what was certain was that the power of the sudden increase had basically nothing to do with herself.

"The world of the betrayer Mordred and the Lion Tribulation, fate/apocrypha, seems to be completely intertwined with several different parallel world trajectories, but well, these interlaced plane cages are an incalculable wealth for the Abyss Blood Sea.

Originally, a scarlet crack suddenly appeared on the blue and black sky at night, as hideous and dazzling as scarlet blood splashed on white paper. Drops of blood-like sticky liquid kept falling from it, gradually condensing into a blood-colored figure.

Unlike the demon god who drove the Jiuli Five-Soldier Warrior in the parallel world and exuded a tremendous ferocious power in the five-faced and eight-armed posture, the demon Chiyou has once again returned to a human-like posture. Because he lost the identity of the heroic spirit summoned by the current world, the suppression and constraints from the world can be said to have reached the extreme, so he had to restore it to his original posture.

Under the infection and distortion of the chaotic nature from the bottomless abyss, thirteen sin marks appeared beside him at the same time and evolved into different summoning arrays. In just a moment, the twelve round table black knights and the dismembered sinners appeared in this world in the posture of heroic spirits.

"All this is..."

Both the Romanian magicians and the Lion Tribulation and Shilo Yanfeng who were sent by the Clock Tower were unable to react, but responded to them by Joan of Arc's voice directly from the bottom of his heart: "The Alaya consciousness has been eroded from the other planes for some reason. If he does not respond in time, let alone the winner of this war, even the Holy Grail will be permanently deprived."

"Tsk, things seem to be getting more and more troublesome..."

The lion robbed, and the magicians of the Yugdomirenia family looked at each other and there was a little hesitation flashing in their eyes. However, the criminals from the Sea of ​​Blood did not seem to be in a hurry, but they just stood still, without any further plans. A black shadow exuding a smell of blood swept across them and attacked the shadows in the corner. Covered by layers of fierce bloody smell, a silver-haired loli, who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, was forced to emerge.

The strange speed that they didn't reacted, forcibly forced out the terrifying murderous aura of Assas's private figure. These two points made both sides unwilling to act rashly, and chose to watch coldly when they were not affected.

"Black assas, Jack the Ripper, what a coincidence, I seem to have such a name as well."

The criminal Jack seemed to have no intention of sneak attacking, and gave a courteous greeting to Jack the girl in front of him. With the painted black dress on her body, she looked more elegant and calm, but the cold blade responded to this courteousness.

"What an impatient child..."

Almost as these cold and strange syllables formed the words, Jack, who was originally standing in the spot, exploded directly from the inside, mixed with broken bones, scarlet tentacles of blood and flesh covered the girl Jack like a cage, and a ghoul-like arm also appeared behind at the same time, and the razor claws that emitted different disasters and curses were inserted into her chest.

【Enterprise·Dark Mist City】

With the unfolding of the fog barrier, the night in London in 1950 also appeared in this world again. Under the corrosion and erosion of the ubiquitous black fog, the blood cage was melted directly. The girl slightly wiped the edge of the razor claw and avoided the past.

Due to the suppression of world will and rules, the power of the catastrophe from Jenogu, the king of the gnoll, was suppressed to the lowest level. However, as a result, the power of the five notorious butcher swords curses on the tip of the left finger was greatly enhanced. Although only one of them can be triggered per attack, the curse itself can coexist and superimpose in the same target body.

"Mother……"

The girl whispered these two words in her tender voice. The desire and dependence in her heart actually made her feel a bloodthirsty urge, as if she wanted to cut her fair chest open. Although she was forcibly suppressed in just a moment, this still made the girl feel a little frightened.

Ghost Hand, this dagger made of the bones of himself and his wife and children exudes the madness that comes from the bottom of his heart. This madness turns the emotion of originally value and cherishment in his heart into hatred, and it cannot be removed like a maggot on the bones. However, this will not affect the rational thinking itself. In other words, all crazy impulses occur when independent thinking is clear.

The killer is a dancer on the edge of the blade, and the confrontation between the two killers is even more dangerous. The girl is not as good as the sinners from the abyss in terms of strength, endurance and agility. Her own killing instinct cannot compete with the murderous aesthetics that have been sublimated to the artistic realm of the sinners. Therefore, even if the owner's Valhalla is inevitably at a disadvantage in order to resist the blessings given by the invaders.

In this case, the inexplicable hatred of the six directors of the emperor, Lingxia, was a fatal trigger. The four daggers on their fingertips stopped in the dance, and the criminal's left index finger was penetrated through it, quietly leaving a blood mark on the side of his neck.

Unlike the ghost hand with the thumb of the left hand, the revenge embedded in the index finger has another kind of curse. The scratched person can no longer avoid the entanglement of hatred. No matter what kind of avoidance or concealment means, it will lose its effect and will inevitably hit it.

Due to the enemy's gender relationship, the disintegration of the Virgin Mary of the Girl Jack's treasure is destined to be unable to exert its maximum power, while the Dark Mist loses its effect due to the curse of revenge. In this case, what will happen next can be expected.

Perhaps the girl's will could suppress the curse of the ghost hand at the beginning, but as it was constantly superimposed, the increasingly swelling madness gradually approached and crossed the critical point of the girl's soul. Although she could still hear the pain and unwilling whimpering in her heavy and bloodthirsty breathing, the blade between the girl finally aimed at her master, Liudao Lingxia.

If it is true, the authority of the curse of the ghost hand must be above the curse of the ghost hand. If it were any master, it would not have been accidentally injured by his heroic spirit. However, Liudao Lingxia is a completely ordinary person and she did not expect to be attacked by the girl Jack. Therefore, when the Virgin Disintegration of the Virgin Mother took effect on her, she had no time to stop the curse.

On the other hand, when the internal organs of Liudao Lingxia were disintegrated and the Virgin Mary was directly pulled out of her body, and her originally warm body gradually became a cold corpse, the curse from the ghost hand in the girl Jack's body also ended, and the clear light blue pupils seemed a little lost. The razor on the tip of the left finger of the criminal Jack penetrated her chest from behind.

"Mother…………"

Although the girl Jack still said two simple syllables, Liudao Lingxia seemed to understand the meaning. When her life was about to reach the end, the last action was to stroke her right hand on the girl's face. The almost endless magic power in the girl Jack's body was also completely lost under the dismemberment of the sinner's curse blade. After she realized that she had no chance to change all this, her final action was to give back to Liudao Lingxia.

When the girl's left hand trembled and stroked Liudao Lingxia's right hand, her last strength seemed to be exhausted. She fell to the chest of the broken corpse in front of her. Although the corpse mixed with blood and internal organs seemed so hideous and terrifying, it was not the case in the girl's eyes. She almost wanted to bury herself into her chest and completely integrate herself with her, but some filthy essence was poured into her body at this time.

"As the ripper, are you dead in the chest of the cherisher who has been digging open with your own hands? What a warm and touching scene. It's a pity that I'm not that gentle..."

After pouring the filthy essence into the girl's body, the originally empty fallen soul continued to penetrate and swallow the heroic spirit consciousness, cutting off its route to return to the Heroic Spirit Hall, and was eventually seized by the sinner Jack. In this process, the girl's consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and some emotions that should not have had, swelled up her fierce and resentfulness almost out of control. Even the desire to return to the mother's womb was submerged, and eventually turned into a fog barrier under the control of the sinner.

The huge resentment and hostility made the fog of death even more terrifying. In 1950, the streets of London also became a place where the victims' murderous souls wandered.
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