The heroes who live in people's fantasy in the legends reappear in the world according to the contract..

Earth, Japan's Tomoki Town.

——27o:o8:57

In a corner of this mountain town, deep in the forest with a half-grey grey, a young man with half-long gray eyes closed on the ground. The red blood on the earth was painted into a complex and mysterious magic circle. His slender fingers sprinkled the warm blood, and the low and sanging sound softly: "Full, full, full, full, full, full, full, full, repeat, followed by five. However, when full is the opportunity to abandon..."

In the ethereal sound, a slight wind blew across the treetops of the deep forest. A piece of decayed cloth trembled violently as if she understood her fate, just like, on the shoulders of the heroic king a thousand years ago.

In the same mountain town, in a majestic mansion, the same singing sounds echoed in the underground workshop.

"The contract of silver and iron and earth stones. My ancestors and my masters cultivated Bein Ogu. The surging wind blocks the four walls. Close the doors of the four directions, release them from the crown, and wander at the three forks leading to the kingdom. Talking your three great words for seven days, come through the theory of suppression, the guardian of the scale!"

The majestic middle-aged man chanted a spell and carved a summoning array. The melted gems flashed brightly on the ground, and the faint wave of magic power rippled in the space - gems filled with magic power, even for magicians, were extremely precious items, and were spread on the ground by his master without hesitation. On the altar, objects like mummy wreckage were like magic power, which made a trace of fear flash deep in the pupils of a straight young man in a black robe.

That is, the fossil of snake molting remains from the world's first time in ancient times, and the only hero in history is related to it...

His eyes flashed, and the young man nodded slightly to the solemn old man beside him and quietly retreated - he was about to start too.

As a member of the church, he is the meaning of the existence of Kirei Yoshimoto.

At the same time, in the distant city of Einzberen, a gentle white woman looked at her husband worriedly, the man who was still full of ideals but felt deep and desperate because of it. At this time, a blue scabbard that was gorgeous to nearly the work of art was placed on an altar, and underneath it, the gorgeous pattern of formations flashed.

"..Kiritsu..."

"You have remembered the summoned spell, right?"

The smell of rotten and water vapor spread, and the green darkness like the deep sea. The Matsuki Mansion, which stood above the mountains, was like an insect repository hidden underground. The shriveled old man looked at a distorted white young man in front of him and smiled gloomyly: "Then, add two special spells to it. `Yanye!"

"Just be my berker and fight hard!"

On this day, on different lands, different magicians, singing to different objects, sounded almost at the same time.

With a long-cherished wish, whether noble or dirty, everyone's goal is to a miracle. For this miracle, people who kill each other bloodily and call themselves to the heroes of another time and space.

"Announcement--"

"You are under me, and you have entrusted my destiny to your sword. Follow the call of the Holy Grail. If you follow this will and the laws of heaven, you will immediately answer—"

Deep in the jungle, the magic circuit hidden in his body kept wriggling in his body. The almost unbearable chills and pain made the gray young man bit his teeth tightly. But his hidden pride made him not moan, and the singing voice did not tremble at all.

"——So here, I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who clears all sins in the world!"

The vision of a man named Kiritsugu was occupied by the brighter and dazzling light. When the magic circuit in his body reached its limit, the magic seals engraved on his back began to run wildly. The violent pain like a storm could not disperse his energy. The long singing sounded steadily, and the only thing in his consciousness was the constantly lit up summoning array and the dreams he could not let go of no matter what.

..To create that world where no one will cry in despair..

In the summoned spell, a taboo that was enough to deprive the heroic spirit consciousness and turn it into a berserker, Yan Ye endured the pain that was almost torn apart and recited loudly.

"——Make your eyes chaotic and your mind turbulent. The prisoner who is imprisoned by the threshold of madness. I am the operator of this chain——”

The imprinted insect that replaced the magic circuit was moving wildly inside the body, no longer like a living person's left face. The blood vessels were twisted and burst out, leaving a hint of redness along the corner of his eyes, rendering the face that should be extremely beautiful and extremely ferocious. The sound was like the hell of an evil ghost in hell.

"——The three great spiritual ropes surround the seven days, from the wheel of suppression, the guardian of the scale!"

The prayer ended, but the summoning had just begun. Yanfeng Kirei felt that the unenviable magic power in her body had reached its limit. In the almost torn sting inside her body, the complicated summoning array in front of her shone with a brilliant light that was unseen.

The magic circuit of human wisdom and power crystallization finally connected with the place where people are inhuman. In the dazzling stream of light, there was a figure that was not supposed to exist in this world... The dark and dull battle robe seemed to be stained with endless killing and blood, and a bloody color that was faint but could not be ignored. Two long sheathed swords were matched on their waists, with a slight and long buzzing sound. The fear that even the soul would be killed directly invaded the young man's heart in an instant, causing him to subconsciously take a few steps back.

...Is this a heroic spirit?

Responding to the call of the people on this side, we break through the barriers of time and space and come from the other side.

It was originally a human being, but it had already left the scope of human beings, and was promoted to a level that was comparable to the gods with its inhuman power. It came from the throne freed from the bondage of time. The heroes composed by countless people's dreams came to the earth at the same time.

So, in the forest that night, in the house surrounded by darkness and stinking, someone asked in a cold voice.

"Ask you, is you my master?"

(Thank you, Han Bing is also water, your rewards that are irreplaceable, and the monthly tickets for making bones in hundreds of battles, thank you~)
Chapter completed!