Tomie's Unlimited Journey

"See where you can run!"

Tokiomi Tosaka fiercely pulled the burning hair inward, and with a tearing sound that made people feel sour, the hair was pulled directly off. It was also connected to a piece of rotten scalp with dirty blood, and even the burning flames.

It cannot be burned.

The smell of the thing in his hand was several times stronger than that of Xiang. Tokiomi Tosaka almost vomited. Fortunately, he always maintained an elegant image and held it back with all his strength, but there was still a burning sensation in his throat.

After extinguishing the flame, he threw the scalp into the trash can aside. Looking at the empty door, Tokiomi Tosaka walked out of the door and walked towards the room where Lemonhead Kenneth was.

"I hope Kenneth can do something about it. He is also a sex magician after all, so he should be able to do something better than me." As a traditional magician, Tokiomi Tohsaka hopes to be with Kenneth more than the humiliating magician.

The name of Emiya Kiritsugu.

Tokiomi Tosaka thought about it and quickly came to Kenneth's room door and knocked gently.

Dong dong dong...

After waiting for a while, the door slowly opened.

"It's you, Tokiomi Tosaka, if you need anything, please tell me!"

Although Kenneth also looked haggard, he looked much better than Tokiomi Tohsaka. At least the dark circles under his eyes were not so big, and he was in much better spirits than him.

"As expected of one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, the monarch of the El-Melloi faction, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald. Even in such a bad situation, he can still have such a leisurely attitude."

As soon as Kenneth opened the door, he was elated by Tosaka Tokiomi's elegant compliment, and his originally irritable mood improved a lot.

"Well... As a sex magician, this ability is not a matter of course. I know what you want to ask, but I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it now."

"That's a shame."

There is no hint of disappointment in Tosaka Tokiomi's elegant posture.

"Now all we can do is wait for the magician who captured us to show up."

Kenneth licked his dry lips and said, "It's best not to waste meaningless magic power. There may be a tough battle by then."

"Can you save it if you can...I understand."

Kenneth watched Tosaka Tokiomi pace away and couldn't help but sigh.

The Moon Marrow Spirit Liquid is an automatic magic gift that combines offense and defense, and can be used for a long time. He has been using it for several days in a row. After such a long time, he is also quite tired, but if he does not use it, he will basically be useless at night.

Unable to sleep, those omnipresent evil spirits cannot penetrate its protection and can only stick to the outer layer. This causes Kenneth inside the technique to see several mercury faces.

… It’s really not a good feeling to wake up in the middle of the night and see one or even several faces around you, but it’s better than facing them directly.

"What exactly does this magician want to do? He obviously has such incredible power, and it should be easy to kill us with just a few clicks. Why... why haven't you done it yet?"

Kenneth was puzzled by this and could only think that they were now in a different space that neither of them could control, or that the other party was already dead and had no chance to deal with them.

Tokiomi Tosaka came to Emiya Kiritsugu's room. After hesitating for a moment, he opened a crack and peeked inside.

On the bed, Emiya Kiritsugu was sleeping soundly, seemingly not affected by the ghosts at all.

...No! This guy is simply inhuman! Isn’t his nerve too thick!?

Tokiomi Tosaka's pupils shrank sharply. There was a woman lying beside Emiya's bed. She had burnt black hair, her bloody arms and even the bones could be seen. She was lying on the head of Emiya Kiritsugu's bed, and kept saying

He blew into his ear, and from time to time he let out strange screams. The quilt on the bed turned into an elongated human-shaped flesh pad, and you could still see the human face squeezed in the flesh, which was extruded and bulged.

His eyeballs were moving around restlessly.

Not only that, the luxurious chandelier on the roof has turned into a huge human skin chandelier at some point. In the middle is a bloated and fat head, surrounded by exposed flesh and blood connecting pieces of human skin, covered with bloodshot eyes.

The small eyes stared at Emiya Kiritsugu non-stop, and from time to time, it stretched out a "fat" arm and tried to get closer. It seemed to sense the door being opened, and the fat head turned towards the door hard and slowly.

come over.

boom.

Tokiomi Tosaka closed the door gently, put away his tie, and walked back to his room.

The chandelier is normal, the tables and chairs are normal, the bed is normal, the toilet is safe, and there is nothing under the bed.

"Great...everything is fine."

Sitting down on the sofa, Tokiomi Tosaka felt terrified for the first time. He could not even maintain his elegance perfectly at this time. He took a deep breath, tremblingly, took out a ruby, held it in his hand, and looked at it warily.

He looked at everything in the room, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, they would turn into indescribable monsters the next moment.

Looking at the ancient clock, it was gradually time to rest again, but Tokiomi Tohsaka didn't feel sleepy at all. He didn't know how many more days he could hold on, or whether he would go crazy the next moment.

All I know is that if he stays here, he will definitely go crazy before the other two.

He raised the remaining two Command Spells in his hand and hesitated. He had consumed one of the Command Spells before and did not summon the Hero King Gilgamesh. He still had sense and knew not to waste the Command Spells, but he

I want to give it a try, maybe this time it will work?

Maybe this time it will work...

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The sound of the bell means another new dawn, an unknown day.

Tokiomi Tosaka turned his eyes with some difficulty and looked at the gap in the door that opened quietly, and a head suddenly appeared there.

Emiya Kiritsugu was squatting at the door, secretly staring at himself on the sofa.

...Why does my neck seem to be rusty and I can't move it?

...The door seems to be behind the sofa, why can I see him?

...what happened?

fuyuki city

Lin Jiang has received a new reminder from the Lord God. The third act has officially started. All abilities have been lifted, including some task restrictions. However, he does not seem to have such restrictions. It is estimated that most of the task restrictions are in unknown places.

caster there.

The only thing that worries me now is Kenneth. If he still can't be found, he will most likely become Caster's trump card in the end, and he will definitely lose this copy.

In order to avoid trouble, Sora has been tied up by her, stuffed in the suitcase, and mailed back to the UK. Fuyuki City will undoubtedly become a terrifying battlefield, let alone ordinary people, even magicians like Sora.

What a high chance of survival.

Blood kept flowing down her hand and soon soaked the floor. Lin Jiang looked at the blood all over the floor and nodded with satisfaction.

Although the liberated new Noble Phantasm can summon a large number of split bodies, it will consume magic power after all, so it is better to have some backup.

...After all, the other two VIPs are not easy to get along with either.