Shi Lang was full of black lines.

However, the Ending Sword was surrounded by bubbles by Abigail, and it didn't make Altria and Grey, who had been staring at the sky and wielding a magic cannon, regained their senses. Instead, they showed even more frightened faces.

"What, what is that!?"

"Wang...Wang...that's not..."

Altria subconsciously reached out and grabbed Shirou's shoulder, and stretched out the other hand, pointing to the sky.

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, looked up slightly, his eyes suddenly tightened into needles.

The fire of the sky that annihilated civilization disappeared, but after the flood that enveloped the sky disappeared, the appearance of the sky revealed, but it made De Shilang's heart jump fiercely.

I saw a huge, dark vortex rotating counterclockwise, hanging high in the sky, filled with incomparable blackness and malice.

"Wang, that's not..."

"The whirlpool that appeared in the dream...!"

Shi Lang stared at the dark vortex rotating counterclockwise, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to press the spell curse on the back of his right hand, and said in a deep voice.

After Northern Europe awakened the cognition and memory of the old world, Shiro's right hand showed the spell of the old world and the strange dreams that made him crazy in the old world.

And in that strange dream, the biggest and most special sign is this!

This dark, counterclockwise swirling vortex!

——Sorry, your sister, I killed it.

"Even if you kill your sister, you can't win at all! Both the Savior Sword and the Ending Sword have failed, and your Servant has disappeared. There will be no victor in this Holy Grail War. It's just a master. Of you, you can't win at all! Did you hear clearly, Fujimaru Shiro? You can't win that monster at all!"

——Absolutely can't win? I don't believe it. I have decided, I want to be the king——!

Involuntarily recalling the dream scene in his mind, Shirou's palm suddenly clenched.

Could it be that...

Is this Shinjuku connection point related to the dreamland that made him crazy?

Wait a minute!

Shi Lang turned his head abruptly and looked at Abigail, who was floating high in the sky. Could it be that the strange dream was related to Abigail?

However, when Shiro was suspicious of Abigail, Abigail also raised his head, looking at the dark, counterclockwise black whirlpool in the sky, with a dazed face, "What is that? It's not in me. In the story script?"

Zi Zi Zi! !

The pitch-black vortex was shining with pitch-black thunder. It was like a container for savings, and the end sword was the chain that blocked this container. Now, the chain of the Ending Sword was contained by Abigail, and there was no doubt that the vortex was out of control.

The incomparably terrifying pitch-black vortex continued to revolve, and then an infinite wave of black mud possessed the power to destroy and pollute everything. At this moment, it poured down from the sky like a waterfall.

"Wait! This, this is not the president's..."

Abigail did not react, and was directly submerged by the waterfall-like mud tide.

"It's [The Fall of the Holy Capital]..."

Ling Zi clenched his teeth, then made up his mind, looked at the crowd, and shouted: "Don't get stained with that mud, it will be contaminated, and it will become an alien monster!"

Ling Zi didn't need to remind him of this. Everyone present could see the curse of this mud tide.

Shirou subconsciously wanted to take out the Holy Spear Lungominiad, but was surprised to find that the dice in front of him flicked, reaching 31 points.

The call failed!

Shi Lang rolled his eyes. Isn't the running game over yet?

"Sure enough, I can only trust you at any time, my half body!"

As soon as Shirou's words fell, jet black mud poured out of his chest.

While the treasures and abilities were constrained by Abigail's running group rules, Black Mud, with his own particularity, surpassed the interference of the running group rules and emerged directly from the level of soul and spirit.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~!"

The black mud tide poured down from the whirlpool and shattered everything. Under Shiro's control, Shiro's black mud suddenly turned into three mud bubbles, which circled Shiro and others.

Seeing Altria's attempt to wield the Sword of Oath of Victory against the dark mud tide, Shirou rolled his eyes, this idiot!

So, he quickly reached out and clasped Altria's shoulder, and pulled her in.

"Ah! King..."

With a cute cry that was caught off guard, Altria was dragged into the black mud bubble by Shi Lang.

After circled a few people with black mud bubbles, the mud tide falling from the sky finally pounced.

Buildings, architecture, civilization... everything, tangible or intangible, will be annihilated.

The three black mud bubbles formed by Shilang are like a flat boat sailing on the sea, flying far away with the mud tide.

Shirou’s mud originated from all the evils in this world. In terms of malice and curse, it is the same as the mud tide gushing out of the whirlpool. Therefore, it was judged by the mud tide as a part of him, so it was not destroyed. On the contrary, it was not destroyed. Flying into the distance.

Shi Lang didn't know the situation of Grey and Ling Zi, but he and Altria were very bumpy, and Shi Lang could only hold Altria with both hands to stabilize his figure.

Wang, Wang is holding me...

Hm!

Altria's fair face was stained with a faint blush, and he buried his head extremely low, placed it in Shirou's arms, and let Shirou hold it.

Thump.

Thump.

It's dark all around.

The man is holding the woman, and the woman's heart is beating.

"Wow~wow~wow~!"

The sound of the sea waves surging in my ears kept on.

But soon after the bumps drifted, the black mud bubbles stabilized.

Shirou then heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked at Altria, who was silent in his arms, and said, "Okay, Al. It seems that the outside situation has stabilized."

"Hmm..."