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"It seems that Saber's master is in trouble. He actually called her away with a command spell." Iskandar glanced at the empty seat and sighed lightly.

Even if Saber left now, he didn't care, just like a topic of conversation after drinking.

In his eyes, Saber, who was also a king, had already disqualified.

"Ah, it must be a lot of trouble." Su Feng replied meaningfully, and then gave Lancer a look.

Lancer immediately understood and stood up and said: "Everyone, it's an honor to be able to gather with heroes of all ages, but there is no banquet that will never end. Please forgive me for leaving early."

"Oh, is Lancer leaving too?"

After drinking the wine in the glass, Iskandar scooped up another spoonful of cheap red wine to taste it.

Lancer turned into a spirit and left.

But no one asked to stay, as if the other two had already expected it to unfold like this.

At the banquet with only three people left, the atmosphere gradually became solemn...

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Kenneth's house.

Boom!

Another explosion.

The dirt flew everywhere, a deep pit was blown out of the ground, and at the same time a beam of blue magic power shot straight into the sky, as if to light up the night sky.

This was the nth trap that had been triggered.

Even Hassan, who claimed to be a master of intelligence and proficient in encyclopedias, found it difficult to deal with.

There were a total of eighty-eight incarnations, but less than half of them were left at this moment. The most skilled in stealth, the most skilled in stealth, and the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, the most skilled in speed, and the most skilled in speed.

If they continue like this, then they...

"By the order of the Command Spell, Assassin, do your best to crack the trap in the mansion."

A Command Spell completely blocked their retreat.

"Damn it, let's go together!"

Among the many skull masks, a guy who looked like a woman with a crimson ponytail and a skull mask led the remaining Hassans straight into the mansion.

With the paving of the way by the predecessors and the sacrifice of countless people, a road leading to the gate of Kenneth's mansion was finally opened.

But at this moment, a soft and crisp voice suddenly came from the mansion.

"Eternal Night Returns - The Moment of the Son -"

"Please sink under this eternal new moon."

In the starry night, a bright moon suddenly rose from the ground.

Under the new moon stood a beautiful girl, wearing a fire rat fur coat, holding a Penglai jade branch and dancing gently, as if performing a divine music.

Every time she waved, a clear moonlight would fall from the sky, sweeping across the earth as if purifying everything.

But behind the bright moon, there were patches of nebulae, almost covering the sky.

"Creation Star Rain."

Se Lian stood on the roof, holding up the pyroxene staff.

The faint light of the pyroxene summoned the heavy rain transformed from the stars to fall on the earth.

How could the Hassans who followed one after another avoid the mixed doubles of the two with their weak bodies?

He wanted to retreat, but the Command Spell would not allow him to do so. He could only charge forward, and then he was constantly destroyed, constantly annihilated by the stars and the crescent moon...

"How stupid, no progress..."

The figure of the first generation Hassan Sabah quietly emerged from the top of a telephone pole not far away, overlooking the battlefield.

Seeing Hassan the Hundred Faces being destroyed and sent back to Valhalla, the blue flame flickering in his pupils became more vigorous.

Then, he looked down again.

He saw the body of a white-haired young man lying not far away, and next to the young man stood a hunchbacked old man, who was filled with malice and corruption that his weak body could hardly contain, as well as undisguised greed.

"Wonderful magic, superior container....Sure enough, only this kind of container can fulfill my long-cherished wish...But, what an ugly way to die, Kariya."

The resurrected Matou Zouken looked down at the young man's body, and a strange laugh gurgled in his throat, full of malice and contempt.

The first generation Hassan ignored it and set his eyes on the heavily guarded Kenneth's mansion. His eyes under the dark flames showed a thoughtful look...

Inside the mansion, Kenneth, standing by the window, was quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window.

But his hand holding the red wine glass was shaking slightly.

He didn't expect that this remote magician would be so unethical and attack his lonely old master while the servant was out.

Moreover, the magic released by these people was a miracle.....

Kenneth subconsciously looked at his invincible magic outfit, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

"......"

Forget it, don't think about it.

Kenneth was originally proud of his rare dual attributes of water and wind, but now it seems that his talent is not worth mentioning in the eyes of this group of people.

Especially the woman named Se Lian, who got a lot of magic circuits from somewhere and grafted them onto her body in just a few days, just to reduce the time of chanting and casting spells...

It was also fortunate that they were allies. If they became opponents, not to mention adding to their resumes, even saving their lives would probably be difficult.

Kayneth showed such an ugly face, not to mention Sora, his fiancée.

The cold and beautiful feeling of the past is gone, replaced by a deep shock, as if this scene has been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Beautiful, yet murderous magic...

"...Mom, so powerful."

In the room, Sakura stood by the window, looking at the bright nebula and meteors outside the window, a ray of light flashed in the depths of her lifeless pupils.

Beside her, Irisviel was with her, but looking at the scene outside the window that seemed like a world-destroying natural disaster, the white jade hand tightly grasped Sakura's small hand, and some worry appeared in her wine-red eyes.

"Kiritsugu... Illya... What should I do?"

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Under the night.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, chased at high speed in the night.

Whoosh -

Two black keys like long swords attacked from the darkness.

"Time alter--double accel!" (Inherent time control, double speed)

Emiya Kiritsugu's speed suddenly increased, his body actually evaded the attack by twisting and turning against inertia, and at the same time, he pulled out the Calico M950A submachine gun and pulled the trigger.

The muzzle of the gun spewed out hot flames in the darkness.

The bullets fired were ruthlessly smashed by a man wearing a priest's garb holding a black key. Even the few bullets that hit were completely blocked by the slender black vestments.

The golden cross on his chest shone with pure color in the moonlight.

"Tsk, the agent of the Holy Church... Kotomine Kirei."

The man who made Emiya Kiritsugu feel difficult.

Possessing superb martial arts, a strong physique and excellent magic ability, this is the man that Emiya Kiritsugu is least good at dealing with.

Similarly, he is also his nemesis.

Should I use that?

Kiritsugu reached for another gun in his arms-Thomson Rival, which was loaded with the origin bullet made of his rib powder.

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

Although it has a special attack effect on magicians, there are only 29 bullets left, and one less bullet is used.

And for this man who can even defend against bullets, it may not hit.

So he gave up decisively.

Then he looked at his right hand with only two tattoos left, and decisively chose to use a command spell to summon his servant back to his side.

"Master." Seeing the priest hiding in the night, Saber decisively held the sword to protect Kiritsugu behind him, "Is this the enemy?"

"Assassin's master, the agent of the Holy Church, the Eighth Secret Society Kotomine Kirei, is good at breaking magic, and there is something strange about him, be careful, Saber."

Emiya Kiritsugu told all the information about Kotomine Kirei like a treasure.

This man and he met for a long time. Last time, they also had a brief fight, but this time, for some reason, Kotomine Kirei's strength changed a lot, both his movements and strength were much stronger.

However, Saber has arrived, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect you to be such a boring man, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The footsteps in the night suddenly stopped, and a low and cold voice came from the darkness, as if it was regretful and ironic.

In the clear moonlight, the sword in his hand seemed to be jumping.

Three in the left hand and three in the right hand, a total of six black keys, were held at the fingertips by Kotomine Kirei.

Originally, these black keys were generated by magic power and had no destructive power against physical attacks.

But in Kotomine Kirei's hands, they can exert completely different destructive power and have a strong ability to interfere with spirits.

"——Lord, awaken my soul, please guide me on the right path with someone other than Allah. Even if I walk in the valley of death, I will not be afraid of the devil, because Allah is with me——"

Kotomine Kirei's footsteps were heard again, and even with each step, his mood became more and more excited, and the holy words of blessing could not help but blurt out.

Saber also raised the invisible sword and pointed it at the darkness.

Just as Emiya Kiritsugu said, this man was full of strangeness. Although he was a human, he gave her a very dangerous feeling.

But at this moment, Kotomine Kirei suddenly stopped.

A faint blue flame rose and spread in vain, and a figure wearing armor and holding a big sword quietly appeared.

The tattered black robe fluttered in the wind, like a flag.

There was no sound, no fluctuation, even if this existence stood in front of him, if the other party did not actively emit a breath, it seemed that he could not be detected.

"Assassin?!"

Saber looked at the tall and dark figure vigilantly. Just looking at it gave her a strong sense of oppression.

Very strong.

So strong that he didn't look like an assassin at all.

But the skull mask on his face told his identity.

At this moment, the figure slowly turned around, looked at Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu, and slowly said: "Retreat, your destiny has not yet ended, and you shouldn't sound the evening bell here."

There was a bit of hoarseness in the low voice.

The sound was not loud, but it gave people a deafening feeling.

"....Who are you!"

"I have no name, only one title, the first Hassan Sabbah, the old man in the mountain - retreat, your destiny has not yet ended!"

Huh!

Suddenly, Wang Ha, who had revealed his identity, raised his great sword and swung it down so hard that even Saber couldn't react in time.

In front of her, he cut a sword mark that was like a natural chasm that made her unable to move and unable to cross. From the deep mark, a dark flame ignited.

The hot wind and the air flow almost blew away her golden hair.

After slashing the sword, Wang Ha slowly turned around and looked at the man in front of him with lifeless eyes, as if he was empty.

"Hmm... A man who doesn't know what he is pursuing and what his life is for... You actually feed evil with your body."

The pupil of the mask suddenly ignited a dark blue flame, as if he was angry about this.

But Kotomine Kirei still looked at him expressionlessly, as if he didn't know what fear was.

However, Wang Ha did not choose to punish him, but left directly, and his figure dissipated like mist, with only one sentence floating in the air -