Chapter 40：

And then-

"Shoo-!"

The three treasure-class weapons that exuded shining radiance, like meteors, shot towards the direction where Shi Lang was.

Cao Nima——! ! ! ! !

Did you hear that?

Cao Nima——! ! ! ! ! !

Watching the three treasures blast towards him like shooting stars, Shirou's heart collapsed.

He felt that Gilgamesh was ill, and that it was still the kind of brain disease that had money but was not healed!

Does he like to see a scene of throwing a mortal into a murderer's pit full of death? Then appreciate the struggles of mortals aloft, and embody the nobility and arrogance of being a king?

There were a thousand words in my heart, which eventually turned into a word.

——Cao!

Shirou's heart was broken, but the sword that rushed over was real. As a last resort, Shi Lang had to fuse spirit foundations, gaining the skill of the servant-class, and ducking aside.

There is no way, his body is too young, and the magic circuit is not mature. Even if he masters the [projection] magic of the Palace of Valor, it is not enough to project a sword that matches Gilgamesh's weapon. Can only hide.

"Rumble--!!!"

Like a bomb dropped by a bomber, the warehouse where Shiro was hiding was completely exploded, and the warehouse that was stacked in cubes collapsed like building blocks, bringing up a burst of dense smoke.

And in this layer of smoke, Shirou, exposed--!

In other words, Shirou was exposed at the moment of fusion of spiritual foundation!

"Oh? Who is it?"

Iskandar folded his arms around his chest and said with interest.

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In 2000, the scientific magic theory of replacing blood sacrifices with hematopoietic stem cells was born.

In 2010, scientific cultivation of immortality has already entered thousands of households!

At the end of 2013, Cosine was reborn and returned to this unfamiliar era, and then he found...

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Chapter Thirty-One All Karma [Third more]

With Lingji integrated, Shirou knew that he couldn't hide.

Gilgamesh drove the King's Treasury and kept aiming at him. If he refused to come out, he would have to launch a new round of attacks.

But...

What's the point of this?

What's the point?

Forcing myself as a mortal to participate in this life-and-death war, I specially invited Skaha to teach his skills. However, at this juncture, he did not hesitate to expose himself, and even temporarily gave up his relationship with Iraq. The dispute between the kings of Skander and Altria.

What does he want to do?

Is there any internal logic?

Shi Lang thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a single bit that could explain the logic of Gilgamesh's current behavior. If you really want to explain, only this guy's way of thinking is completely different from normal people-this poisonous explanation.

And now, Shirou had to show up.

Wearing Ultraman's leather case, and wrapped in a large black cloak that is heavy for him, with such a double layer of clothing, even this late autumn will feel hot and sweaty, but Shirou felt that the weather was so cold at this moment.

His bones were shaking with the cold.

"It's coming out." Iskandar hugged his chest and looked at the smoke exposing Shilang's figure with interest.

Getting closer,

Getting closer.

Suddenly--

Iskander's expression of interest was stunned for a moment, and his brow was even more raised. He ignored Webber's yelling and caught Webber directly behind him.

Di Lu Muduo clenched both spears subconsciously.

With a stride, Altria flashed in front of Alice Phil, faced Shirou, and clenched the invisible holy sword in her hand.

Even Gilgamesh, who called out Shilang, subconsciously frowned when no one was watching, then stretched his brows, and a cheerful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"What's the matter, Saber?" Alice Phil asked aloud.

"That guy is weird and dangerous. Ellie, you stay behind me, don't come out, I will protect you." Altria said with a solemn expression.

Shilang walked out of the fog, looking at the followers who aimed their weapons at him, and his face under the holster couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

That--,

What to do?

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In the basement of the Winterwood Church shrouded in the silence of the night, someone was sitting in the dark.

The man closed his eyes, he was not resting, but listening to something with his nerves tense in the silence. He is Yanfeng Qili in black monk clothes.

Looking at his profile, people might think that he is meditating. And who would have thought that he was listening to the murmur of the sea breeze, and what appeared in front of him was a battle scene full of sparks.

What he saw and heard was an unknown Servant battle near the warehouse of Xindu Wharf... The content was exactly the same as that of Assassin who was the Servant he was hiding near the battlefield.