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"Thousands of times?"

Hill couldn't help but take a breath and looked at the stern man in front of him.

"Yes." Emiya Kiritsugu gently rubbed his swollen brain.

"This... how many times have you used your ability since you got the talent last night?" Hill couldn't help but ask.

"How many times have I used it? It's better to say that I haven't stopped, about three times per second on average."

Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but said: "This ability is really convenient. It does not consume any energy. When you are tired, you can directly fall asleep in the foreseeable future to restore your tired spirit."

"Three times per second." Hill couldn't help but take a deep breath: "What about you now?"

"Yes, I have been using it." Emiya Kiritsugu said with an indifferent expression: "Every second is stretched to three days. Every time before coming back, I have to think about what I need to do in reality."

Although Emiya Kiritsugu spoke extremely calmly, Hill understood the horror in this.

One second is stretched to three days, which seems extremely fragmented to people facing it in reality.

In front of them, Emiya Kiritsugu might have been very happy one moment, but he would be extremely calm the next second.

Because all the so-called happiness was wiped out in a foreseeable day, leaving only endless indifference in reality.

Hill felt that the man in front of him was more reliable than his former right-hand man Himmler.

‘If I had let this guy micromanage during the war, maybe we wouldn’t have lost. ’ Hill couldn’t help but think in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a strong sense of victory.

‘If we work together with this man, this war might be... no! You can definitely win! ’ Hill thought so firmly in his heart.

"By the way, those two from the Matou family are also Heroic Spirits and Servants." Emiya Kiritsugu reminded: "Those two guys' abilities are very difficult to deal with. It's better not to meet before they find the ability to restrain themselves."

"What are their abilities?" Hill asked.

"Eyes that can destroy all extraordinary things and an immortal body that can heal everything." Emiya Kiritsugu said, recalling the battle scenes in the future.

No matter how he fought, whether he cut Kariya into pieces or Ling Chi, he could not defeat this guy's spirit and will.

Each time, the opponent was a heroic spirit crawling out of hell to fight with him with firm eyes.

Unless he was sure to break this guy's spirit at once, Emiya Kiritsugu really didn't want to get involved with this guy.

‘The opponents this time are all tough guys. ’ Emiya Kiritsugu thought to himself.

Looking at Emiya Kiritsugu, who always had the pearl of wisdom, Hill asked: "Have you obtained everyone's information?"

"Of course not. I have only predicted more than 80,000 times. This time only allowed me to understand the names and some basic information of 1.5 million people in the city."

"But I still marked most of the Servants and Heroic Spirits from the Holy Grail War."

Emiya Kiritsugu said, looking towards the airport in Fuyuki City in the distance.

According to predictions, a battle is taking place there at this time.

"Don't even think about running away, you loser."

On the road to the airport, the tire of the car was blown out by a thrown stone, and after a while, it hit the curb on the side of the road.

Kennedy looked at the man who got out of the car in front of him with an arrogant expression and said, "You must be one of the losers who was killed by that gentleman."

The man's face was gloomy and he said nothing in response to Kennedy's question, but his right hand subconsciously reached towards his lower back.

His talent is [Mechanical Manifestation].

As long as the corresponding material is provided, the machine can be equivalently embodied.

Everything from ordinary bullets to starships traveling through the universe can be embodied through equivalent exchange.

"No need to struggle, just surrender to me." Kennedy said with pride on his face: "Use your ability to be loyal to me and let me reach the other side of victory."

But how could a man agree? There is only one winner in the end, and the consequences of surrender are eternal torture that is worse than death.

"Are you kidding? Go to hell." The man took out a submachine gun from his waist and shot Kennedy in the head.

‘I really don’t want to give up until I see the Mississippi River. ’ Kennedy was disdainful, and the next moment he put his body in a boxing posture and faced the submachine gun.

"Da da da da da da!"

On the highway, the sound of submachine guns coming out was like thunder, but Kennedy didn't notice it at all.

After all, he has the ability to dodge absolutely!

The next moment, facing the charging bullets, Kennedy's head shook wildly from side to side.

Every shaking is a rhythm, and the frequency of the brain shaking is faster than the bullets of a submachine gun, and countless afterimages are thrown out.

At this kind of swinging speed, and according to this kind of swinging arc, ordinary people would probably have their brains thrown out of their seven orifices, but Kennedy looked stunned as usual.

If his brain had been this sensitive when he was riding in the convertible, there would have been no opportunity for so-called imaginative thinking.

‘Damn, how could such a thing happen? What is this guy’s ability? ’

The man holding a submachine gun in his hand couldn't accept the guy in front of him who was shaking his head like a ghost. What's going on with this guy?

The next moment, the man lowered his gun and pointed it at Kennedy's abdomen from his head.

This time his head did stop shaking, but he belly danced like a water snake, spinning in the air and almost flying.

oi…io…oi…io

In mid-air, facing the bullets from the submachine gun, Kennedy's figure turned into a phantom, easily dodging waves of bullets, and then steadily approached him.

'Ka Ka Ka! '

With a series of ka Ka sounds, the submachine gun in the man's hand completely ran out of bullets, and he could only look at Kennedy approaching in despair.

"I've said it before, you have no chance of winning."

Kennedy smiled, dodged the opponent's sneak attack with his ghostly body, flew directly behind the opponent, kicked him hard, and knocked him over.

After dealing with this enemy, Kennedy stepped on the man's back to control him, and looked at Tohsaka Tokiomi approaching from a distance.

"This is the second loser today. Each of these losers has a talent system given by that adult. By controlling and possessing their talents to arm themselves, this time the victory is ours."

Tōsaka Tokiomi nodded in agreement, then looked at Kotomine Kirei and said, "Kirei, your Heroic Spirit hasn't appeared yet?"

"Still not, teacher."

Kotomine Kirei shook his head slightly and said, "Although I sensed that I did summon a Heroic Spirit, there is still no trace of it. That guy is like a ghost or a substitute, even I, as the master, can't find it."

Hearing Kotomine Kirei's answer, Tōsaka Tokiomi couldn't help frowning.

Because this matter is really too weird, he feels that Kotomine Kirei's Heroic Spirit is the so-called phantom seventh person, which does not exist at all.