Lost Narrative Poetry

Time seems to have lost its meaning, and it is unclear how long a second is and how short a minute is.

Xia Ran was enduring the feeling of that terrible mental shock, feeling that her soul was like a stubborn stone that had fallen into the turbulent waves, being eroded and washed away by the terrible tide all the time——

It was not that he suffered any painful substantive injury or torture, but that he suffered unbearable mental torture, as if his rigid mind could not function at all, and his consciousness seemed to be frozen.

The body did not feel any pain caused by physical injuries, and the soul did not suffer any substantive damage like cruel torture such as tearing and puncture.

It was pure malice that followed the feedback of the ebony blade and attacked him like a raging wave——

Hatred, grief, lamentation, loneliness, helplessness, despair, resentment... Countless malice, curses full of resentment, so thick that they appear in a sticky black state like sludge, have solidified into substance.

This is the sin of the entire world, and the accumulated malice is difficult to calculate. If we had to find a unit to describe it, it would probably be a terrifying amount close to 600,000 people.

Because this is "all the evil in this world", that is, all the evil in this world, and in 1994, the total population of the world has reached 5.6 billion people. Based on this concept, we can naturally estimate the total number of people in the world. Approximate serving size.

After all, as the concept of the sum of all evils in the world, it will naturally increase according to the number of primates in this world. If the number of intelligent primates in the world is very small, then the total amount of evil will also be very small.

But it is a pity that Xia Ran did not encounter its trough period, but the terrifying weight of more than five billion people. No one in the world is willing to take the initiative to be contaminated by this level of terror.

Gathering all the malice in the world, this curse is like substance, as heavy as a mountain or an abyss. It has the most terrifying impact on the spiritual mind. Once it cannot hold on, and the wall of the heart is broken, everything will be lost. Be assimilated.

At that time, nothing will be left of the person. To put it simply, it will be digested by the black mud...or simply become a part of the black mud, and even the personality and body will become usable. A mask or an identity.

It was also at this moment that Xia Ran realized clearly that Gilgamesh was definitely not someone who had to bear the sins of the entire world. He definitely couldn't bear these things, and he definitely didn't have such a backbone...

It's like the entire sea is filled with pitch-black ink. If a drop of clear water falls into it, it is absolutely impossible to carry the sea back on its back. The golden soul and the king's ability to carry everything are all nonsense.

In this case, what is needed is total quantity rather than quality——

If the upper limit of your spiritual will and soul consciousness is greater than the evil of nearly six billion people, then you can naturally carry it all ferociously.

Otherwise, there is basically only one outcome.

The reason why Gilgamesh was not digested by the black mud is definitely because the guy himself is no different from the black mud. He himself is also the ultimate evil in the world, so the black mud has no need to assimilate him, just like a completely black person. There is no way to dye things black anymore.

However, although the current feeling is terrible, Xia Ran can still barely hold on, and must hold on.

Because the structure of the "hole" was destroyed by the piercing of the ebony blade, it began to become unstable. Now it is disappearing rapidly, and it is about to be completely closed... So he does not really need to single-handedly challenge the evil in this world, he just needs to Just deal with the part that poured out like a waterfall from just now to now.

Well, maybe there is also the part where the magic knife was directly extracted from the "hole" before it was completely closed.

Although it is also a very huge energy, after all, the magic power is infected with a curse and has actually turned into pitch black mud and raging waves, almost destroying half of the city...

This is already a quite majestic energy, but compared to the overall evil in this world, it is still very limited.

At this moment, in front of him, the "hole" where the ebony blade was inserted has become the eye of the whirlpool——

Like the eye of a huge typhoon, everything around it is rotating rapidly. The efficiency of the magic knife is madly absorbing the black mud, and the malice that pollutes the world is continuously swallowed into it!

The jet-black mud flowing out was about to be sucked back, but behind the "hole" that had not yet been completely closed, the magic knife was still drawing power from it and swallowing it crazily.

It was as if the unknown space behind the "hole" was a bottomless pit. No matter how Xia Ran extracted it, the majestic malicious magic power showed no signs of exhaustion.

At the same time, Xia Ran also felt that the ebony blade in his hand seemed to become hot to the touch, as if it was overheated. He was like an ordinary person holding an iron sword that was burning red all over.

At the same time, cracks appeared in his body, and bright red liquid continued to leak out, but it was repaired immediately by the power of the scabbard. This was the result of crazy energy absorption. After all, his body was not a bottomless pit——

Although it is the gambler's nature that a lost person can never get rid of, which makes him take risks with the idea of ​​​​gathering a handful of wool at the end, he must always use all the conditions at hand to create a favorable situation for himself as much as possible.

Saber's Avalon is now on his body. This is equivalent to the powerful immortality brought by the magic field's Noble Phantasm, which can be regarded as the last insurance.

Space prompts kept ringing in his consciousness, and they seemed to be frantically refreshing the screen very frequently. However, at this time, he no longer had the extra mood to check them one by one, because without exception, they were all in Prompt him——

Because of the energy-absorbing effect of the Ebony Blade, he gained a free attribute point...

Every time a prompt sounds, it basically means that a point has been obtained, but there is no time to distribute it.

Because all his energy and mind are now used to resist the mental impact of the black mud that comes with it.

It's almost... it's almost... the magic channel is about to be closed...

Die...die...the terrible malice gathered into a curse, attacking his spirit crazily...

Under this situation, he could only eliminate all distracting thoughts, concentrate on his work, strengthen his spiritual will over and over again, and give self-suggestions to his spirit over and over again, making his heart as solid as stone.

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…

I don’t know how long passed. It’s hard to say whether it was long or short. Finally, the “hole” in the sky disappeared and the black mud stopped pouring out.

Even the part that had poured out previously had been extracted cleanly. However, most of the area near the People's Guild Hall in Xindu had been destroyed and burned, leaving only flames and ruins.

The cold snowy night seems to be completely unaffected. Under the bright moonlight, the crystal snowflakes are still slowly falling, and will soon cover up all traces of uncleanness and sin on the earth.

When Xia Ran slowly landed on the ground, she staggered first, as if she was unsteady, and shook for a while before standing still.

"Master, are you okay?" The knight girl quickly ran over and helped him nervously.

Even if she didn't talk about the promise she made before, she would never break her oath easily, and the many things she experienced tonight were enough to make her view of this magician much better.

"This matter...is it over?"

"That's it?...It's over for now, right?"

Xia Ran also thought about it with some uncertainty, then raised the magic knife that was still buzzing with excitement in his hand to look at it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, it can only be said to be treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. The curse inside the Great Holy Grail still exists. You should have seen it just now, behind the whirlpool..."

"Then what should we do now? Go directly to solve the Great Holy Grail?" Saber asked seriously and seriously.

As a perfect knight who has experienced hundreds of battles, and as a perfect king who has been famous for generations, she knows that this is definitely not the time to be sad and grief-stricken, although she does feel sad and heartbroken for the passing of Irisviel. .

But shedding tears, screaming and crying here is definitely not her style, and it has no effect.

The Holy Grail can no longer be obtained, and the meaning of continuing to pursue it has been lost, but at least these repeated tragedies must be solved and they must not be allowed to happen again... Saber subconsciously looked around.

Flames and ruins all looked like this within hundreds of kilometers of the surrounding area. It was like an apocalyptic scene, looking empty and desolate. Whether it was the shining golden deviant sword Ea before or the sworn victory sword she had liberated before, the surrounding streets were blown away.

Roads, buildings, street lamps, etc. all seemed to be made of paper. Under the sweep of the terrifying Noble Phantasm, they were instantly wiped out. Coupled with the burning curse brought by the black mud just now, the Min Guild Hall is now The surrounding area was completely unrecognizable and devastated, leaving basically only empty ruins as wide as an airplane taxiing runway.

If the nearby residents hadn't been evacuated in advance, this would have been the most brutal hell.

Therefore, although there is no reason to continue to pursue the Holy Grail, at least this problem must be solved... No one with normal nerves would think that the black mud would be a good thing, and she even felt that she could not pretend not to see the Great Holy Grail. question.

The girl clenched the golden holy sword in her hand.

This fierce and clear light once illuminated the darkness of troubled times that was deeper than night, suppressed the troubled times, brought order to the chaos, led the people to unprecedented prosperity when the country was about to collapse, and created the most talked-about era of chivalry.

She has always insisted on implementing the spirit of chivalry, taking pride in upholding this will, and taking the implementation of this belief as righteousness.

It can be said that at this moment, she is still obsessed with the holy sword in her hand, still breathing, and her heart is still beating, all because of this reason.

"I thought so too, but I probably don't have time..." Xia Ran twitched the corner of her mouth, her eyes drifting to one side, and she sat down on the spot without much grace, as if she was adjusting her condition.

His stay time now shows a question mark, but you don't even need to look at it to know that by the time it shows the specific time, it will probably be cleared directly, and he may not be able to stay for more than a few minutes.

But think about it-

Gilgamesh, who was able to survive ten years later, died, and Kotomine Kirei, who was also able to survive ten years later, also died. In addition, Emiya Kiritsugu also died. It is estimated that Emiya Shirou was also involved. It’s gone…

——After all, Fuyuki City was not destroyed by a fire, and Shirou Emiya would not have been saved from the disaster. Of course, it does not mean that Shirou Emiya died, but that the child who was supposed to become Shirou Emiya was not. He will encounter another disaster and be adopted by Emiya Kiritsugu.

There were not too many innocent civilian casualties in Fuyuki City tonight. Even if we continue to use the excuse of "gas explosion" tomorrow, it can still be explained.

"Wait, Master, why do you say there is no time? Although the Holy Grail is gone, the end of the Holy Grail War should be based on the victory of the last group of people, right?"

Artoria's expression changed slightly. She stared closely at the magician in front of her and lowered her voice nervously: "Did you... were you seriously injured just now? You can't hold on anymore... But Avalon It’s on your body…”

"It's not that I'm injured, although my current condition is indeed a bit bad..." Xia Ran shook his head, "But I can't hold on anymore, which is probably the reason. My stay in this world has reached the limit."

"...What do you mean?" Saber looked at him in shock.

"Literally, you can understand it this way. I am not from this world. My time in this world has run out and I will disappear from this world..." Xia Ran thought for a while and gave such an answer.

"..."

"..."

The expression of the King of Knights suddenly became particularly exciting, and she felt that she was not feeling well: "So, it means that Master, you are actually...really a Servant?"

What is going on with this person? Is he a layer cake? !

"With your understanding, well, you can't make a mistake... huh?"

Xia Ran was still in the mood to joke, but at this moment, he seemed to notice something, and turned his head to look at the distance of the flames and ruins——

"It seems that Kariya brought Berserker here to support him. It must be Caster's suggestion, right? But it just so happens. Saber, do you want to take advantage of this last moment to resolve your personal grudges with him?"