Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

After opening the door of the stairs and walking up, Roland officially entered the interior of the Matou residence. Unlike the deserted one that looked like it was inhabited by man-eating ghosts, the interior of this bungalow was somewhat dark except for the environment and lighting. Except for the humidity, there is no abnormal smell, it actually looks like an ordinary old-fashioned mansion.

The living room is clean and bright, and many places are extremely empty. There are even no furniture in many places, only bare wooden floors. Simply put, there is no breath of human life.

Roland walked a few steps casually, and a piece of the floorboard made creaking noises due to years of decay. It seemed that he had come to the wrong place. Fortunately, he has always been a person who goes with the situation.

Walking through the partition of the living room, as the furniture that is rarely placed on the wall, it easily caught Roland's attention.

It was a tall wine cabinet without a lock, and there were several bottles of half-drunk spirits on the middle floor of the glass door. It is not difficult to imagine that this may be the reason that Matou Heye must stay in Matou's house. An important pastime while sleeping.

Roland opened the wine cabinet very familiarly, and was pleasantly surprised to find the 20-year-old sherry wine that had been well preserved. He didn't mind the lack of a glass, so he took out the wine.

He stretched out his finger, flicked it lightly, and the neck of the bottle flew to the wall next to it, and smashed it to pieces. The posture of drinking spring water from time to time is gulping down the aged wine that needs to be savored slowly.

"Huh," Roland let out a long and comfortable breath when no more drop of wine could be poured from the wall of the bottle, and smashed the empty bottle aside in a very unqualified manner, making a clear sound.

"This is the old base camp of the enemy, you must be too relaxed."

Guiwu Tsuji looked at Roland speechlessly. No matter what situation and posture he faced, Roland's self-act never changed.

"Because the sweetness in my mouth was so bitter just now, I just want to change the taste, forget it if I don't see it, how can I let it go when I see it?"

Roland's righteous words left Guiwu Tsuji no choice but to sigh, and reminded: "Although we are here to destroy, beheading is the main purpose. Find the space first. Let's talk about Tong Zouyan."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it will be my property in the future." Roland continued to rummage through the wine cabinet for the wine he liked, and said, "This is the magic workshop of the Matou family. His base camp, an old monster full of bugs, how could it be possible not to use the best features of bugs to monitor here?"

"There is no need to take the initiative to find him, anyway, he will come to your door." Roland's fingers brushed across the bottles of fine wine, but his light red pupils suddenly emitted a red light full of blood, and the Shadow Corps sent some The picture passed into his mind, which made him stop looking for wine, and turned around.

"Look, isn't it here?"

In fact, without Roland's reminder, Gui Wu Tsuji had already heard the heavy noise coming from the corridor outside the living room.

"Duk, duk, duk—"

The rhythmic sound of crutches gradually changed from an empty echo to a sound separated by a wall. The sound got closer and closer, and the frequency of the crutches hitting became faster and faster.

"Squeak—"

Roland didn't hear the sound of the door being pushed, but the door opened by itself. The thick wooden door made a piercing, ear-piercing squeezing sound because of the tearing of the door hinge, which created a different atmosphere and atmosphere in the peaceful mansion. waves.

The guy outside the door also revealed the whole picture as the door moved back. It was a mass of wriggling darkness, which looked chaotic and deep, with a depressive, cold, damp and decaying atmosphere that was far better than the worm warehouse in the basement. breath.

In this kind of scene like a haunted house, there are real ghost-like characters, and no matter how courageous people are, they will shudder.

Trembling.

Leaning on crutches, the darkness took its first step like a living room. Suddenly, the darkness on his body squirmed, accompanied by ear-piercing insects.

Densely packed, layer upon layer, black shadows like living creatures began to squirm, countless creatures crawled, flew away, and spread out like bats awakened in a cave, the small sounds and black swarms formed a shocking The disgusting voice, in the depths of the darkness, finally revealed a short and thin figure, standing at the beginning of the living room.

"An uninvited guest didn't even say hello to the old man who is the host. It's really rude."

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the figure, carrying disgusting malice. It was obvious that this was the real owner of the Matou family, Matou Zouyan himself.

He had deliberately let the swarm surround him before, trying to intimidate and strike Roland with a visual error, which is also a common trick to express strength when the situation of both parties is unknown.

Oni Wu Tsuji curled his lips, in the opponent's base camp, the enemy still showed such a terrifying and calm posture, even the magician who made up his mind to invade would be frightened.

However, to use this trick against Roland, he found the wrong person.

Before gaining power, Roland didn't care about these things, and after gaining power, it was nothing.

Compared with the Sombra Kingdom, the terrifying atmosphere that Matou Zouken tried his best to create was as insignificant as a child's prank. The growth process of Sombra General was to constantly release the dark power in his heart.

So, while Matou Zouyan was playing tricks, Roland stood by the wine cabinet, unhurriedly tore the mats in the wine cabinet into pieces of cloth, soaked him in the wine, stretched out Enter the body of the bottle and wrap it around the mouth of the bottle.

When Jiantong Zouyan finished asking, Roland finished his preparations. He lit the special cocktail and smashed the whole bottle at Jiantong Zouyan.

The black insect swarm that had just dispersed immediately changed its posture and gathered quickly.

"boom--!!!"

The wine bottle drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it burst with the impact. The red flames flowed and spread with the wine, and the flames quickly swept away, devouring the insects on the surface, making them let out an unpleasant wail and burnt mush.

This kind of behavior did not cause any harm to Matou Zouken, but it was very insulting. The atmosphere and confidence he had created before disappeared with the fallen insect corpses around him.

Now, Matou Zouken's complexion might not be much prettier than the scorched bug.

Roland smiled before responding.

"This is how I say hello, want to try again?"