Chapter 1764：

Sark and Sik are the fantasy species of the God-Dai Maya, and with the strengthening blessing of Mooncell, ordinary heroes are not opponents at all.

However, when Sikh was about to kill Ku Chulin, Shiro drew out the star spear and stretched out the gun, with a "clang" sound, blocking Sikh's attack.

Sike was taken aback, frowned at Shirou, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"There is no unprovoked attack, there may be a motivator behind." Shi Lang said.

Sack asked: "You mean, this is just a little girl? Maybe it will lead to the boss of this copy?"

Shiro nodded.

It was indeed possible, and Sigg withdrew his hand axe.

However, this made Ku Chulin extremely angry, glaring at Shilang and others, roaring like a big husky grin: "Skills can be killed but not insulted!"

Mordred knelt down, patted his face, and said, "Wake up, you are now a prisoner."

Ku Churin: "..."

Shi Lang looked at Ku Chu Lin, and at the moment he saw Ku Chu Lin, he could already confirm that this so-called [Emotional World] was the copy formed by Mooncell scanning his memory.

However, there are five people in the [Emotional World], why only scan him?

Moreover, why is the copy formed in Shinjuku the original one?

Shi Lang had doubts in his heart, and this answer, except for Mooncell as a system, I am afraid that no one can give him.

The most important thing is how to overcome [Emotional World]?

Who is the ultimate boss of this copy?

Is it the Sajo Aige that has accumulated power in the big hole, or the sixth seat, the behemoth of apocalypse, summoned by Sajo Aige?

Shiro was not clear in his heart, but he could find answers from the participants in the Shinjuku Holy Grail War.

"Damn it!" Ku Chulin gritted his teeth angrily. In his eyes, Mordred, the stinky kid, is so odious, but helpless.

After all, in any society, strength is the first criterion. It's just that with the difference of society, the category of strength is also different. In the modern economic society, capital, patented technology, and network resources are power, while in the God-dynasty society where Ku Chulin is located, magic and combat power are power.

Those who are weak are destined to be dominated by those who are strong.

"Tell me, where is your Master." Shilang pointed at Ku Chulin's neck with a spear of light, his holy cyan eyes stared at him plainly and asked.

"A bad person like Uyf, huh, how can a righteous man like me succumb to your lust?" Ku Chulin stretched his neck, looking like a generous righteous man.

Shi Lang had a headache. It turned out that Er Gouzi also had such a young time.

Unlike the hard-working takeaway brother from Chaldea who was smoothed by reality, Ku Chu Lin, who was summoned in Shinjuku, was still Ku Chu Lin in his youth. He still couldn't understand the irrationality of reality. He was a rude person. People who are just by nature.

"Mordred." Shi Lang glanced at Mordred.

"I got it."

Mordred squatted on Ku Chulin's face again and said, "Are you still awake? You are a prisoner."

Ku Chulin sneered, even if he was a prisoner, he would not betray that nasty woman.

However, just thinking about this, Ku Chulin looked at Mordred's eyes, but his spirit was suddenly tranced, and the bright light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Obviously, Ku Chulin didn't know one thing. The current Mordred, more than the identity of Servant, is the identity of the dream demon given by Mooncell.

When she was a child, Mordred was often used by Merlin with illusions, and Merlin had even specifically told her about the characteristics of dream magic. Recorded deeply in my mind.

Moreover, Mordred himself holds a star cup to play with soul and soul, and he is also experienced in this respect.

Now, given the identity of the dream demon by Mooncell, she can exert the illusion control of the eighth class dream demon to a large extent, and thus control the mind of Ku Chulin.

Mordred asked: "Where is your Master?"

"In her magic workshop." Ku Chulin replied with a dull gaze.

Mordred said, "Take us."

"Good."

Ku Chulin nodded blankly.

Shi Lang and others were about to follow Ku Chu Lin to the base of the ambassador behind him, but at this moment, Mordred said: "The killing house has not returned yet. If she can't find us when she comes back, she can It's not good. I'm waiting for her here, you first go to the magic workshop and pull out the messenger behind the scenes."

Shirou was about to speak, and Mordred added: "Don't worry, Altria. His magic power is not enough to resist my illusion. It will take at least an hour to unlock it. I'm a little tired, just Stay here and don't run anywhere. I won't worry you."

Shi Lang thought for a while, then nodded, and then left with Sack and Sik following Ku Chulin.

What Shilang didn't notice was that Mordred was a little sad, sentimental, and a little reluctant to look at his back.

"I'm fine now, I don't want to take back the future, Altria..."

Mordred murmured.

It has been a long time since Shirou left, she got up, looked at the empty room, and said, "Goodbye."

She turned around and ran out of the restaurant without hesitation.

She wants to leave the [Emotional World] and even more so to leave the Pyramid of Resurrection.

The sad future and painful growth, as well as the unbearable journey, will be buried in this pyramid forever with tears of sorrow and history.

However, the moment he walked out of the restaurant.

咻咻咻

Suddenly, there was a sound of cutting through the space, and several weapons with gleaming light flew from the sky and blasted towards Mordred like a meteorite.

Mordred stretched out his hand and shook it, drew out the King Sword from the void, which was a bit bigger than her now, and swiped it with it.

"Clang" sounded several times, and shot down those weapons one by one.

"Who?" Mordred asked loudly, "Who is attacking me?"

"Oh? Are you the Servant that guy is now? A dream monster? But you don't look like Merlin."

With a high-profile and arrogant voice passing through the air, Mordred looked up and suddenly saw a blond young man wearing a golden armor and exuding a strong war spirit on the plaque of the restaurant.

"Gilgamesh?"

Mordred couldn't help but screamed in surprise, but when he reacted, he shook his head again. Gilgamesh is now entering the connection point as a player. The virtual body is a woman with blonde and big breasts, but in reality he is a young, poisonous and black-bellied Mr. Gil. How could he be a young man?

Moreover, when you look closely, this person is only somewhat similar to Gilgamesh, but he is more immature, like the younger brother of Gilgamesh.