From the beginning, this was a scam.

Not only for oneself, but also for all the servants, the masters, and the Tsuki Sakura, which does not belong to this time and space.

It is shrouded in this web-like scam, and it is impossible to discover the extremely small web only when viewed closely.

It is precisely because of this reason that Bai Ye walked through the temple and walked into the jungle behind the mountain, and finally saw the originator of the "magic riot".

That is something that cannot be understood from a human perspective.

The meat is moving.

It sat in the middle of the pond, with black blood squirting, and beating like a living heart.

The eyes cannot close the eyes, which shows how huge this is.

The part that can be seen in sight is the meat piece as wide as a floating island, which is gradually expanding, as if every beat is absorbing the nutrients around it.

The dry air looks incredible, but it cannot be said to be dry, it just makes people feel that something is missing. The lifeless air filled with the mountains and forests has become its breath.

Bai Ye naturally discovered the abnormality of the air, and his eyebrows were frowning together without any notice. The magician's magic power mainly comes from the big source and the small source. The big source is the ether that exists in the atmosphere, and the small source is the magic power extracted from its own vitality.

In today's severe lack of atmospheric ether, it is like a fish swimming in clear water, making him feel unnatural all over.

The clear pool water is now as dirty and sticky as tar. The magic that keeps overflowing makes the meat pieces break and turns into black blood that pollutes the pool water.

That blood is not a colorless magic.

Black blood is a visual curse.

"This... is this the Holy Grail?" Medea couldn't believe his eyes. No matter who it was, he would never have thought that the wishing opportunity he had been pursuing was the source of the curse. Just staring with his eyes was enough to make consciousness tremble.

Even the vision is contaminated. What a conceptual curse?

"Not to mention this. Medea, is there any way to destroy it? It should be effective to take a plural attack with an A-level magic bullet." Bai Ye pondered for a while, and despite the great visual impact, he remained calm and made a "destruction" plan first.

No matter what, this kind of thing must not be allowed to expand like this, otherwise it will not be them who will destroy it, but the entire Touki City, and even affect Japan.

But this has nothing to do with Bai Ye. He only knows how to solve these curses, and the rest is naturally the pure holy grail, so there is no need to hesitate at all.

It has reached this point...

"It's coming very quickly, Emiya-kun."

The greeting with a faint smile made Bai Ye extremely familiar.

His eyes swept to the woods on the left, and without any surprise, a figure walked out.

The neat and solemn priest's uniform and the Bible held in his hands are obviously a formally recognized priest.

His name is Yanfeng Kirei. This original practitioner of the Holy Church is also a martial arts master of Bai Ye in recent years. It can be said that all the killing techniques that Bai Ye knows today, including the use of black keys, tactical matching and other thinking, are indispensable to Yanfeng Kirei's help and inspiration.

It is not impossible to say that he is a life mentor.

"Father Yan Feng, as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, I think you are not qualified to participate directly, right?" Without a trace of respect, Bai Ye's expression was extremely cold, and there was no sign of a teacher-student relationship between them.

However, this can be seen from the name. Yanfeng Kirei calls Bai Ye "Emiya Jun". This is the name that has been around for five years and has not changed. Bai Ye is the same.

"I'm so embarrassed, I forgot to say that Gilgamesh is my servant, and I am also the Lord who has been recognized by the Holy Grail, so there is no inappropriateness in participating in the Holy Grail competition." Yanfeng Kirei's smile seemed to be a constant mask hanging on her face, and her tone did not fluctuate at all, but she didn't care about Bai Ye's reaction at all.

"I don't have the heart to talk to you about these questions. I just want to ask you one thing, don't you let it go?" As he spoke, Bai Ye's hand shook, and Rubik's-Cube was caught in his hand. The dark and cold iron block was as merciless as his tone.

"At this point, do you still want to continue to compete for the Holy Grail? Emiya-kun?"

Seeing Bai Ye's expression of unmovedness, Yanfeng Kirei said with a sigh: "In terms of attachment to the Holy Grail, it is very similar to your father Emiya Kiritsugu." After that, the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was very happy.

No one can understand why he is happy.

It was like no one could understand why the huge piece of meat behind him appeared.

"If you don't say it for the third time, Yoonokirei, if you don't let go, I'm not polite."

"I am looking forward to how far Emiya-kun has grown through my teachings over the past few years? He has received the teachings of Emiya Kiritsugu and Yomoto Kirei. Which one has the most obvious effect? ​​I believe that Emiya-kun cannot understand the urgent feeling I want to understand, right?"

Faced with Bai Ye's threat, Yanfeng Kirei's smile was even better, and even a strange light appeared in her eyes, which reminded people of the kind of fanatical artist who devoted themselves to art.

"Since that's the case, let your old body taste your killing skills."

Having said that, it would be meaningless if you continue to talk about it.

Moreover, Bai Ye has no time to chat, so if he doesn't hurry up...

"Tsk, did you really have a destined fate from the beginning? In the end, it caused me trouble."

I muttered these words in my heart that made people feel unrecognizable.

The mantra recited from his mouth caused a wonderful change in Rubik's-Cube (Rubik's Cube).

From an intuitive perspective, this is an ordinary black key, but there are as many as twelve!

Ignoring Medea's dissuasion, the terrifying explosive power contained in the vampire's body made Bai Ye jump ten meters away in one breath. It took less than half a second. Perhaps the maximum speed is not as good as a sports car, but even the highest-end sports car does not have such an initial explosion speed.

In the blink of an eye, the wind passed by.

At the same time, several afterimages streaked across the night sky, and the blade was so thin that there was no sound of breaking through the air.

"Black key?" The smile appeared on the wrinkled face, giving people a feeling of disapproval.

The pool water behind him suddenly rolled up, and the dark and sticky liquid rushed into the sky like a fountain, covering it all off, swallowing the black keys that Bai Ye threw out.

Seeing this, Bai Ye still did not stop and silently recited the spell of the three-fold speed that was inherently controlled by time. His speed suddenly increased explosively, and even with dynamic vision, he could not grasp his figure.

The wind blew on his face, and the sharp blade that followed aimed at Yan Feng Kirei's eyebrows and assassinated him.
Chapter completed!