Chapter 1135：

Shiro escaped the [evil] on the road, and walked to the gate of Einzbern Castle where [evil] mud was flowing everywhere.

With a "crunch", he pushed open the door and stepped in.

The moment he walked in, the sky changed and the ground changed, and the space seemed to be replaced by an invisible force, changing into the interior of Einzbern Castle.

In the castle, [evil] mud is flowing everywhere, like a locust that swallows everything, [evil] mud is consuming the castle and eating everything.

Shi Lang glanced, his eyes finally fixed by the window.

Those were two Einzbern maids who had been swallowed by [evil]. At this moment, the German maid costumes on these two maids had been swallowed by [evil], revealing white and graceful carcasses.

But this is not something to be obsessed with, because the [evil] on them is like a locust, eating their carcasses.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", one arm fell to the ground, and was then covered and swallowed by [evil] on the ground.

Flesh, meridians...not even bones.

Abnormally scary.

And this is the essence of [all the evils in this world].

It was not the "evil" that was recognized by Shirou, which imprinted Shirou's spirit, but the "all evils in this world".

Destruction, curse, hatred... is enough to destroy everything, disaster!

Rather than saying that Shirou's "evil" is harmless, it is better to say that Shirou's "evil" is imprinted with Shirou's spirit, which is Shirou's clone.

[All the evils in this world] are not harmless, but Shiro, who is harmless.

"It's kind of interesting, it really surprised me that you would come here."

Some surprised female voices resounded in his ears, Shilang turned his head slightly and looked at the main hall of Einzbern. I don't know when there was a throne formed by [evil] mud. With the help of Alice Phil's body, Angola Manuel in the real world sat on it, and looked at Shi Lang like a king jokingly.

"I'm here, Angola Manuel. Where is Skaha?" Shi Lang asked directly.

Angola Manuel smiled and said, "Isn't it right under your feet?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang lowered his head slightly, only to realize that the marble floor was covered with [evil] mud, dark lacquered, crystal clear, like obsidian.

And in the lower layer of [evil], there are souls and bodies wrapped by [evil] one after another.

Lancer-Dilumudo, Berserker-Spartacus, Saber-Altria Pendragon...and Caster-Skaha.

Even Rider Iskandar and Archer Gilgamesh are no exception, trapped in it.

After taking a look, Shi Lang turned to Angola Manuel and asked, "Are you trying to alter them all?"

"Alterization? Ha ha ha..." Angola Manuel sat on the throne, laughing like a mockery, and said: "You actually know that mud has this function, you really deserve to be the winner of the Holy Grail War."

Shi Langxin said, of course I know, because I am also the holder of [evil], but my [evil] cannot alter Servant other than myself.

"I had this plan before, but there is a heroic spirit who has a strong self-awareness. If I do this, it may eat myself back, so I gave up." Angola Manuel said with a smile: "Tell me again, I Now that the world is already present, why use these things?"

Shirou knew who he was talking about, he was talking about Gilgamesh.

Taking another look at all the trapped heroes, Shirou discovered that all heroic spirits except Skaha were in the state of soul.

Of course, after all, in this dream, all the heroic spirits were killed by Shilang and Skaha, so they were naturally in their soul conditions.

"It's just that I'm very surprised. According to what I know about you, you should be a person who is quite afraid of death. You will have the courage to come here. This surprised me a bit." Angola Manuel said with a smile.

"Of course I am afraid of death, but sometimes I have to do it even if I am afraid of death," Shi Lang said.

"Lie." Angola Manuel said.

Hearing this, Shi Lang spread his hands and said: "If you don't believe it, you can enter my mind and take a look."

"Why should I do so much to you?" Angola Manuel asked with interest.

Shirou laughed, and said, "I killed Kiritsu Eomiya and tied Alice Phil here again, so Alice Phil is full of hatred for me. And you just used Alice Phil to me. Hate, thus occupying Alice Phil’s physical realm. So of course, you also have Alice Phil’s killing intent and hatred for me. Even if I don’t say that, you will enter my heart and ravage me Soul. Isn’t it?"

The smile on Angola Manuel’s face receded, he squinted his eyes, looked at Shirou, and said, “I have to say, there’s no reason why you can win this Holy Grail war. Yes, even if you don’t say it, I will do it. Destroy your soul. By the way, even if you don’t come here, I will kill you. Because this is me, Alice Phil’s hatred of you!"

As expected. Shirou smiled.

Although he inserted this bizarre dream midway, from some information, he inferred the reason why Angola Manuel would appear as Alice Phil.

This is not [evil], nor is it the record of the King of Eternity, nor is it magic or any other special means, but Shiro's own sensitivity and analytical ability to information!

"I hate your smile." Angola Manuel said with a disgusted face, and then snapped his fingers. The countless [evil] mud around him overwhelmed Shi Lang like soldiers who had received orders.

No.

It was not submerged, but poured into Shirou's mind.

And Angola Manuel also followed the black mud and entered Shilang's mind.

Shirou's consciousness entered his own mind. The limbs of his consciousness were clasped by the hand of [evil] and hung up high, like a prisoner about to be slaughtered.

"How should I ravage your soul?" Angola Manuel looked at Shi Lang and asked with interest.

"It's up to you to make the decision," Shi Lang smiled, and then said seriously: "It's just...can we get along? Even in this dream?"

"Ah?" Angola Manuel laughed like he heard a big joke, "You actually want to get along with [evil]? How ridiculous! Dreamland...dreamland...Hahaha! You actually take reality as reality. Dreamland! You, what a ridiculous person!"

"This is not ridiculous, but what I said seriously and rigorously. Here, in my heart, you can feel it, right?" Shirou said seriously.

Angola Manuel laughed again, laughing wildly at Shilang's innocence and Shilang's stupidity.

But smiling, smiling, Angola Manuel couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Shi Lang kept looking at him, his sincere gaze, did not evasive.

This guy...seriously!

Angola Manuel made this judgment.

This is beyond his imagination.

All evil is degrading. All evil is negative...no one will be sure, no one will accept it. Even those saviors think that evil is bad, and it is garbage that needs to be purified.

But this person wants to get along well with [evil]!

In response to Shi Lang's gaze, Angola Manuel couldn't help taking a step back.

"Let me go, let us get along, okay? Angola Manuel, all evil in this world. No, I won't call you by these names, because these names are imposed on you by others, not yourself Real name. I want to know your real name." Shi Lang said gently.

Angola Manuel couldn't help taking a step back again. He looked at Shi Lang with his eyes like someone who had been in the dark for a long time, fearing and cringing at the light.