Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

Especially the Noble Phantasm of the Law of Karma, which is known for its guaranteed success. Except for the Silver Heroic Spirit with Luck A+, no one else should be able to escape.

When Tōsaka Tokiomi arrived at the front yard, he saw a flash of purple light.

The slender figure rushed forward like a chariot, crashing into the golden-haired swordsman who was already ready to attack!

As the ground rumbled and shook, smoke and dust flew everywhere, hitting Tōsaka Tokiomi in the face.

By the time he could barely open his eyes, the dozens of layers of barriers in the vestibule had been completely destroyed, and the ground looked like it had been rolled over by an out-of-control dump truck.

The sound of metal clashing coming from the distant street silently tells the reason for this tragic scene.

For a moment, Tōsaka Tokiomi was silent.

It seems that his greatest loss came from his own heroic spirit?

"Ahem, are you the current head of the Tohsaka family?"

After removing the protection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, Kenneth, who was still intact, touched his forehead quietly, recalling the meaningful look in the spontaneous woman's eyes just now, and the fear of being almost beheaded by her yesterday surged in his heart.

After regaining his composure, Tōsaka Tokiomi waved the scepter in his hand and began to channel magic power into it.

The next second, a red flame like a dragon's breath burst out from the ruby on the top of the staff.

But the blazing red flames did not explode, but condensed like a pillar of light, turning the scepter into a red sword more than two meters long.

"...Tohsaka Tokiomi, the fifth generation head of the Tohsaka family, is here to learn from you!"

On the deserted long slope at the foot of the mountain, no human figures could be seen in the dim light, only a sharp storm sweeping around, blowing away and shattering countless floors!

The crimson devil's spear and the invisible sword fought fiercely, and fierce sparks erupted every moment. The sound of the wind howled across the wilderness, whistling and tearing through the atmosphere, making sharp and shrill wails.

It seemed like they were evenly matched, but only Altria knew how hard it was for her.

As the spear attacked, driven by her intuition, Artoria desperately tilted her head to the side and raised her sword to defend herself.

As sparks flew and the holy sword emitted an extremely penetrating force, it was like a sharp spear tip stained with blood, only a finger's length away from her neck.

With just one strike, she was nearly beheaded by this lancer!

In less than half a minute of fighting, Artoria, who had escaped death several times by relying on her intuition, realized that the woman in front of her was a strong person with proficient martial arts like Noah.

No, in a one-on-one duel alone, this woman's spear skills are even better than Noah's.

Noah's strange swordsmanship of using the weak to defeat the strong is a complete set of moves. It is not very offensive. As long as Artoria gives up the active attack, she can still defend herself.

However, this Lancer's spearmanship had completely lost all traces of technique, with no flow between offense and defense, and the suddenness of his thrusts and slashes was greatly increased.

Compared to Noah, who was like a bloodthirsty beast, this Lancer was like a seasoned hunter who could spend a month stalking his prey and wearing it down.

If it weren't for Altria's super parameters and excellent intuition, she would have been seriously injured.

This woman is quite capable!

Do you want to release the Noble Phantasm?

The Master side should have a big advantage. I just need to hold Lancer back and buy them some time.

But this feeling is very unpleasant!

Why do I always run into opponents like this? I can't even bring out my full potential!

"What, little girl, is this all you can do? This won't do. Do you need to go to the store downstairs to get some milk? You are far inferior to that brat. If you stop here, I'm going to taste that brat."

Compared to Altria who was gritting her teeth and persevering, Lancer seemed calm and composed, with no fluctuation in his magnetic voice, as if he was not engaged in a fast battle invisible to the naked eye, but was quietly drinking afternoon tea.

Moreover, he is very much like a sadist!

hateful!

This woman is much worse than Noah!

——We must regain the initiative immediately.

With a lion's roar in her heart, Artoria made a decision!

In the next block, in the moment when the weapons of both sides just separated, the invisible sword in Artoria's hand seemed to break free from its shackles, and with the declaration of its master, it freed itself from its restraints.

"Wind King Hammer!"

As the storm swept across, the holy sword in Altria's hand burst into a stream of brilliant light.

Golden magic illuminated the sword, transforming into a condensed storm that pushed Artoria, who merged into the atmosphere like a fish into water, and collided violently with Lancer!

Artoria decided that since her skills were not enough, she would make up for it with numbers!

That's it!

And just as she expected, Lancer failed to anticipate Altria's attack, which was completely unorganized and unskillful, and was accidentally approached by her.

Although he reacted quickly, the huge difference in power between them caused Lancer to be knocked away!

Come! Sneak attack!

While the two groups of master and servant were engaged in a fierce battle, in the woods in the distance, Emiya Kiritsugu held a gun against Kotomine Risei's back.

"Sir, the Overseer of the Holy Temple, is this how you maintain 'neutrality'?"

102 Kotomine Kirei couldn't help but hum

He was in Japan and had just gotten off the plane when he was kidnapped by a magician killer.

Kotomine Li was lamenting his bad luck.

Originally, just like Tōsaka Tokiomi had sent his daughter and wife to the next city, Kotomine Ri had left his granddaughter in a foreign country out of the thought that if both he and Kirei met with an accident in the Holy Grail War, then at least the family heritage must be preserved.

But he suddenly heard that the church regarded his granddaughter as a sin because Kirei's wife committed suicide, so he ignored everything and rushed to the distant place, using his power to bring her back.

Of course, Kotomine Risho is a monk who has been strictly abiding by the rules of the sect for decades without any violation, but perhaps as he grows older, he has gradually become more open-minded about many things.

Not to mention the Kotomine family's centuries of dedication, just based on the decades of service he had given to the gods, taking his granddaughter in to take care of her shouldn't be a problem, right? It wasn't like he was going to modify or violate the teachings.

Even in Japan, they can punish according to the teachings! This is called punishing without hesitation!

But he didn't expect that just after getting off the plane and before he had time to take his granddaughter home, Kotomine Risho saw the Tohsaka family being attacked and hurried over.

It was for this reason that Kotomine Risei was approached from behind and held hostage by Emiya Kiritsugu.

You know, although Kotomine Risho is not an agent and has no experience in killing, his attainments in Bajiquan are even higher than his son, and in his early years he dealt with many heretics who violated the doctrine.

Alas, what a miscalculation.

Although he sighed in his heart, Kotomine Risei remained calm on the surface.

"Mage Killer, Emiya Kiritsugu? So you're the Master? That little girl in the seaside park yesterday was just a cover... Although you've been denounced as a disgrace to magi, it's true that you don't seek fame or fortune. Now, for the Holy Grail, you're turning to Einzbern?"

Even with the gun against Kotomine Risei's back, Emiya Kiritsugu did not relax at all. His other hand was holding another pistol under his coat, ready for action at all times.

To be able to live peacefully in the Eighth Secret Society, a dark branch of the church that specializes in collecting holy relics, Kotomine Risei must have his own strengths.

Not to mention Kotomine Kirei, whom he cares about very much, and who knows if he is secretly watching him.

But what Kotomine Risho said still touched Emiya Kiritsugu to some extent.

Although I knew it was just a delaying tactic, except for close friends, it was the first time that a stranger did not mock me when they met, but instead spoke to me about what I was thinking.

Alas, those people in the Magic Association used him and despised him. They were really sinister scum.

However, Emiya Kiritsugu did not let his emotions affect his rationality, and silently gripped the submachine gun in his hand.

"You have no right to criticize me, Father Kotomine? Now you have two choices—either hand over all your Command Seals to me and leave, or die here, and then I will take your Command Seals."

Kiritsugu Emiya was not a bloodthirsty person. After spending a long time with Irisviel and her daughter, his heart had softened a lot. He even thought about giving up his ideals and taking the mother and daughter away from Fuyuki City to find a secluded place to live in seclusion.

A gleam of light flashed across his narrowed eyes, and Yanfeng Li was sighing and shaking his head.

“Hehehe, I’m actually in such a difficult situation. I have no choice but to give you the Command Seal…”

Not expecting things to go so smoothly, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but be stunned.

The Command Seals system was developed during the Second Holy Grail War. During both wars, a considerable number of magi died for various reasons before they could use up all of their Command Seals. The excess Command Seals were then collected by the Templar Church.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know how many Command Seals Kotomine Risei had in his hand, but he thought there should be more than ten.

This is of great significance to Emiya Kiritsugu, who is only a half-baked magician and whose servants are very unique.

It would be nice if we could achieve our goal without killing anyone.

And although he said it lightly, he actually had no idea how to get the Command Seals from the dead.

In particular, the Command Seals of Trusteeship worn by the Temple Overseers were protected by the Holy Word, and without the individual's permission, it was practically impossible to remove the Command Seals through magic.

If he could summon Caster, he might be able to steal it with his superior magic skills.

But the reality is, I am just a half-baked magician...

wrong!

But his thoughts lasted less than half a second before Emiya Kiritsugu reacted.

It's a scam!

But just because of this interruption, his body, which was ready to pull the trigger at any time, was disrupted and received the repulsion command, and was one step late.

In just a moment, Kotomine Rizheng's body slid to the side, and then his arm swung back like a whip with a strong sound of breaking through the air, cutting directly into Emiya Kiritsugu's throat.

The strong muscles wrapped in rough skin give his palms the cutting power to break metal and shatter stone.

"Inherent Time Control—Triple Speed!"

At the critical moment, Emiya Kiritsugu cast a spell of self-suggestion.

By infinitely accelerating time within a certain inherent barrier to reach the end of the universe and observe the root cause, this is the magic passed down from generation to generation in the Emiya family.

Emiya Kiritsugu reduced this extremely demanding and complex technique to a minimum, confining it to his own body.

By accelerating within one or two seconds, the flow of blood, the burning of hemoglobin, and the time required to start and end muscle movement are all accelerated, which enables us to turn defeat into victory in many dangerous situations.

In an instant, in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes, the world froze like a movie with the stop button pressed.

Kotomine Risho's knife swished past his nose. In this extremely intertwined world, Emiya Kiritsugu took several steps back and pulled the trigger.

The moment the bullet erupted from the muzzle, he also released the magic.

Although it was only a few seconds, Emiya Kiritsugu still felt like a furnace was burning inside his body. Every muscle from head to toe, from skin to heart, beat with severe pain and wailing.

Enduring the severe pain, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't dare to blink, took out the other pistol hidden in his left hand, which was also his magic ritual, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Before the submachine gun bullet could hit Kotomine Risei, only one single bullet was fired.

The Origin Bullet, Emiya Kiritsugu's trump card.

It is filled with powder made from Emiya Kiritsugu's ribs, and after special processing, it can penetrate all defenses composed of magical power.

With its origin of 'cutting and connecting', it can destroy the magician's magic circuits and then reconnect them at will, completely destroying them. It can be said to be an extremely vicious attack method that is specifically designed to counter magicians.

Emiya Kiritsugu possesses a total of sixty-six Origin Bullets, and has used thirty-seven of them so far, killing thirty-seven magi without missing a single one.

He stared intently at the bullet that shot out of the gun, watching it pierce Kotomine Risei's chest...

That's how it should have been.

But the bullet hit Kotomine Risei's chest, and although the fabric fragments flew everywhere, it made a crisp sound like hitting a steel plate.

The extremely precious Origin Bullets were all deflected away like ordinary bullets.

"You've been careless, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The tattered robes slowly fell off, revealing the muscular and strong body of Kotomine Rizheng.

Emiya Kiritsugu was just a little thin, but he was still quite tall among Japanese people. However, the old priest in front of him was probably more than half as big as him.

This makes Kotomine Risei's old face look as if it was drawn using image technology, which is extremely incongruous.

What the hell is this!

"So, don't bully the elderly, or you'll get what you deserve."

Yanfeng Li was clenching his fists, tensing his muscles, and assuming the starting posture of Bajiquan.

Just like in Japanese anime, whenever a Chinese female character appears, she is always wearing a cheongsam and a bun, Bajiquan is basically considered equivalent to Chinese martial arts by the Japanese.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Kotomine Rizheng's fist, which was a circle bigger than his own, and had no doubt that this punch could shatter his stomach.