"Hey, old thing, this is the first time we've met. What do you want to say?"
I asked with a sinister smile as I looked down at the withered old man who had been tossed onto the ground like a piece of trash.
The Proteus warriors didn't know how to treat an old prisoner of war gently. The latter had been dragged along by two ferocious aliens and thrown in front of us. Coupled with the huge impact he had received, the old man didn't even have the strength to get up. He could only look at the strange warriors around him in confusion and fear.
"I told you long ago that you were surrounded by us, but you didn't believe me."
"This … This isn't fair!" Completely out of our expectations, Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone still had the strength to protest. "Why … Why did such strange things appear in the Holy Grail War!? What kind of monsters are you? Who summoned you? I've never heard of such a thing in this world … "
Er, did this old antique think that Zeratul and the others were summoned beasts?
This time, Tykes didn't wait for me to speak. He turned the machine gun in his hand and used the barrel to smash Jian Tong's dirty leg. The leg and a large area of the ground beneath it were smashed to smithereens.
"Behave yourself, you're a prisoner of war!"
I looked at Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone in disgust. He looked just like a shriveled zombie that had died long ago. His entire body was shriveled and shriveled, and only his eyes were still radiating a cunning light. In reality, Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone had died long ago as a human. An old monster from five hundred years ago would be willing to do anything in order to achieve immortality, including absorbing the flesh and blood of living people and transforming an innocent girl like Sakura into his own tool. From this perspective, his human side had died long ago.
Yep, from a biological perspective, Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone was also a dead person.
I could sense a rather strange aura coming from the undead. This aura wasn't unfamiliar to me, but it was obviously much inferior compared to the original. It was more like an experiment product that had been created by luck through countless attempts — an undead.
He was indeed an undead. I could sense the aura that I had often sensed in Gloom City from Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone. It was just that the latter had a strong atmosphere of researching undead technology. High-level liches were everywhere, so naturally, most of the undead creatures there were also very complete. Jian Tong's Dirty Inkstone, on the other hand, was unable to establish an undead religion in human society and gather a group of spiritualists to research the technology of transforming undead creatures. Thus, he was currently in a state that was somewhere between a lich and a human. Although he possessed some of the undead's undead characteristics, he was still continuously aging.
Really … in order to survive, he dared to do anything.
"You summoned Octavian?" I lowered my head and looked at the silent Jian Tong's dirty inkstone. "Then, you want to use the power of the Crimson Moon to summon the entire Roman army? Who gave you this opportunity? Yan Feng Qili? What is he planning? "
"Since you already know everything, why bother asking me?"
The wrinkles on Jian Tong's dirty inkstone's face twisted, and he revealed a disgusting smile. "At most, I will just die. I am not afraid!"
You speak so stubbornly, but even a fool would know that you are the one who is most afraid of death! You just think that you have transformed into a 'lich' and that physical injuries are almost useless against you, so you want to fight for some benefits for yourself, right?
The hot-tempered Tychus naturally took action again and smashed Jian Tong's other leg into pieces. However, this time, Jian Tong's dirty inkstone didn't pretend to be in pain. On the contrary, his broken leg had already started to regenerate.
"Hmph, I have the magic of immortality. What's the use of this little physical injury? Why don't you just let me go? I believe that being able to live forever is also what you desire, right? As long as you let me go, you will naturally be able to obtain such a technique … "
Sandora and I looked at each other speechlessly. Is there something wrong with this old fellow's brain? He really dared to think of anything. Who would be willing to become a mummified living dead!? Does he really think that everyone is as afraid of death as me, willing to pay any price in order to survive?
Furthermore, this fellow's so-called immortality is only four to five hundred years at most. He really thinks that it is some amazing achievement. However, in the eyes of some of us' people 'here, a few hundred years isn't even considered as an instant. Let's not talk about others, just look at Pandora beside me. She took nearly 660,000 years to grow from 1.19m to 1.2m!
Wow, there's killing intent!
"You aren't even afraid of the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty, right?" I lowered my head to look at the old fellow who thought that he had grasped our weakness and sneered. "The last thing you should do is turn yourself into an undead creature. This way, I will have something that will make you suffer even more — — Alaya, come out and work!"
The autumn wind blew past, and the world was bleak. For a full ten seconds, the surroundings were completely silent.
"Alaya!?" I called out loudly again. What I got in response was a series of rhythmic snores in the depths of my mind — — This lass is still sleeping? She hasn't woken up since we came to the world of Fate, right? Even when I spent the night with Sandora, she was still snoring loudly … Alright, at that time, I blocked off the sea of consciousness, so I don't know whether she was sleeping or not. However, based on the snoring just now, I am completely sure that the stupid angel slept the entire way here!
"Uncle Alien, who are you calling?" Enaka looked at me confusedly. "Alaya? Isn't this name … "
"It's just the same name. She is my stupid sister." I replied in annoyance as I tossed and turned in the sea of consciousness. However, the stupid angel didn't seem to have any intention of waking up at all. Other than snoring while drooling and occasionally turning over, she completely ignored me. In the end, I had no choice but to give up on waking that lazy bum up. Instead, I used my mental power to pluck a feather from her wing. Back then, in order to practice this technique, the little angel was tormented by me until she was afraid.
She still didn't wake up! This is unprecedented, Alaya actually didn't wake up even after someone plucked a feather!
"What is that thing!" The fearless Jiantong's inkstone finally felt threatened when he saw a glowing feather suddenly appear in my hand. "Take it away from me!"
I held the feather that contained Holy Light in my hand and lightly poked the inkstone. Immediately, green smoke rose from the spot where the feather came into contact with the inkstone, accompanied by the other party's desperate cries. To Undead creatures, the damage caused by Holy Light was definitely a hundred times more severe than physical damage, not to mention the powerful Holy Light that came from Alaya.
"I will give you two choices. One is to cooperate obediently, the other is — — I will use this thing to copy a New English-Chinese Dictionary out of your body. Make your choice!"
"Wait! Take that thing away from me first! "
The inkstone curled up into a ball under the illumination of the Holy Light. He had already realized that not only could this thing kill him, more importantly, it could make him wish that he was dead. The old fellow who was originally afraid of death was now completely grasped by me. Naturally, he didn't mind throwing Yan Fengqili out in exchange for his life.
Just like what Enban had guessed, the person who allowed the Jiantong family to obtain the Roman Legion was also Yan Fengqili, and the item he used was also a crystal dagger.
This was the second time that the item appeared in front of us, the black crystal dagger that could open the door to the Inner World. However, under the same conditions, the old man was obviously much luckier than Caster. The latter only summoned a swordsman Sasaki who could be strengthened under the Bloody Moon and could use Psionic Energy. The former summoned Octavian who had heaven-defying skills, and under the strengthening of the Bloody Moon, he obtained the entire Roman Legion.
"What else did he ask you to do?"
"That Qili only gave me this dagger. He didn't tell me anything," the inkstone replied, then added, "What I said was true! He also told me that the power of the Bloody Moon is very important. If I can obtain it, I will obtain the true power of immortality! "
"You trust him that much?"
I looked at the guy in front of me who thought that he almost became an immortal and asked.
"Of course I don't believe him. I still have a trick up my sleeve. He only knows that I used the loophole to summon multiple spirits, but he doesn't know that I have tens of thousands of legions that can be summoned at any time! If the power of the Bloody Moon is released one day, and he wants to touch it, my army of spirits will definitely kill him … Sigh, it's a pity that now … "
Ha, from the very beginning, he had the idea of a dog-eat-dog fight?
Although we obtained some information, Yan Fengqili still revealed very little about the inkstone. The latter answered a few questions, and then he knew nothing. He didn't know much more than Caster.
"Can you let me go now? I have told you everything I know! "
The inkstone answered our last question and saw that we just looked at him in silence. He immediately felt that something was wrong and hurriedly said.
"He is useless," Sandora said calmly. "Renault, throw him into your Battleship Reactor."
Although the antique in front of me didn't know what the so-called 'Battleship Reactor' was, from the cold expression on Sandora's face, Jian Tong immediately realized that it was something that could turn his body into ashes. He immediately shouted, "Wait! Wait! You didn't say that in the beginning … "
"Right, seal your soul in this body while you're at it." As I said that, I inserted Alaya's feather directly into Jian Tong's heart. "Don't think that I didn't see through your little plan."
With an unwilling and frightened expression, Jian Tong's body froze the moment the angel feather was implanted. Then, he was dragged out of our sight by the two marines.
"Phew, the Jian Tong family is settled." I clapped my hands and turned to look at Sandora, who was observing the black crystal dagger. "Can you see anything from this thing?"
"It's just an ordinary crystal." Sandora shook her head. "This kind of thing can be used as a key. As long as it can carry a specific energy fluctuation, it doesn't matter what material it is. I can't analyze anything from its shape and material. It could be man-made on Earth, it could be a product of Schilling, or it could be a decoration made by some bored Protoss. A crystal dagger alone is meaningless."
"Then go find Yan Fengqili. Anyway, the other troubles have been solved." I exhaled. "Renault, stand by in the Inner World, but don't let the fleet get close to the Crimson Moon. Human spaceships can't withstand its energy radiation."
"Understood." Renault nodded and walked away to gather his marines.
"Uncle Alien, who exactly are you? Did they mention the Emperor? "
Only then did Yuan Ban have a chance to interrupt. As she asked me, she peeked at Zeratul, who was standing not too far away. His blue skin and tall, twisted figure piqued her curiosity.
"Emperor, just an Emperor." I scratched my head. "My whole family is royalty. That should be right, right?"
"Psst …" Wei Gong sucked in a breath of cold air. Then, he carefully asked Tears, who was usually easy to talk to, "It can't be true, right?"
"Of course it's true." Tears chuckled and nodded. "Although he doesn't look like an Emperor at all."
Hey! You don't have to say the second half of your sentence!
"Emperor … The Emperor of the Alien Empire …" Yuan Ban's muttering caught my attention. The girl was staring at me and Sandora with a strange gaze. "He has such a powerful army …"
I was shocked by her expression. I quickly asked, "Hey, Yuan Ban, what's wrong with you? You're drooling! "
"Hehe, it's nothing," Yuan Ban wiped her saliva. Her face was still glowing. "You must be very rich. You must be very rich, right?! I'm rich, I'm definitely rich this time! The rent can be increased by ten times … No, eighty times … Six thousand times shouldn't be a problem, right? Your royalty must be a spendthrift, right? So, it's fine if the rent is a little higher, right? "
I pressed Yuan Ban's head down and smacked it three times. "Have you gone crazy thinking about money?"
Why is the first thought that popped out of this missy's head is to get rich!
Also, I suddenly realized something. Other than Renault and Cirvanas who got to know me through the highest level of contact right from the start, everyone else's attitude after finding out my identity made me speechless.
Osaka Mikoto didn't face the pressure of an alien Emperor at all. She simply treated me as the babysitter for her ten thousand sisters. Shirai and Chu Chun treated me as their arch-enemy while the other treated me as a friendly passerby. In front of Tears, I was still the unchanging big brother. But in front of Miss Yuan Ban, I still couldn't get rid of my status as a mobile piggy bank. Even to Ilya …
I lowered my head to look at the silver-haired loli, who was looking at me with pride and happiness. I was sure that she didn't even realize what an alien Emperor was.
In any case, she didn't respect me at all. Was my passerby halo that strong?
Carrying such a sorrowful sigh, I left the inner world with Yuan Ban and the others. Then, without hesitation, we headed to Yanfeng Church.
The focus of the matter had long been on the man that Yuan Ban called a fake priest. Logically speaking, we should have taken action long ago and arrested him. But because we wanted to see what he was planning and what other things were hidden in this inner world, we allowed him to live until now. But from the looks of it, the latter's cautiousness was no less than that old man Jian Tong. Unless we took the initiative to attack, he didn't seem to intend to show himself.
The latter obviously knew of our arrival and made preparations. But, if we were to act as a counterattack force, this scale …
Isn't it a little too small?
I looked at the blue-armored spearman who was leaning against an electric pole with a depressed expression. He had just said that he was going to act as a counterattack force, but we mocked him collectively. I couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"You alone?" Yuanban looked at the blue-armored man who was said to have disappeared after the Landing Pod smashed him. "You want to intercept a dozen of us? Aren't you a little too confident? "
"That's why I said that it's better not to fight if I can avoid it," Cuchulin shrugged. "Since I can't beat him, my master only asked me to stall for time. Why don't we chat for a while before you guys go over?"
Is this guy really the Irish Child of Light?
"I'm sorry, but we can't agree to such a request," Saber had already taken out her Golden Holy Sword. The moment the sword appeared, Cuchulin's gaze sharpened. "It seems that your master has started to act on his own. So, we have to pass through this place as soon as possible. If you insist on stopping us, then let us continue the unfinished battle from the last time!"
"Heh, it seems that we have to fight today."
The blue-armored spearman shrugged and held his spear horizontally in front of him. "I heard that the old man who summoned the entire army and all his Heroic Spirits were instantly crushed by another stronger army. Pfft, this Holy Grail War seems to have turned into a farce … But perhaps, thanks to this farce, the current me can go all out in this battle!!"
As his voice fell, an unprecedentedly strong magical power suddenly swept through the empty alley that had been emptied.
His power was increasing. It was obvious that Cuchulin's power was increasing exponentially, and the layers of shackles and restrictions on his body were being removed!
Although the violent magic storm was invisible, the surging pressure made Wei Gong, who was standing at the front, almost unable to stand. Yuan Ban exclaimed in shock, "This kind of magic power … How is this possible …"
"It's much more comfortable like this."
The powerful magic storm came and went quickly. In less than a minute, everything gradually calmed down. Cuchulin, who was brimming with a powerful aura, stretched his well-proportioned and powerful arms and exhaled. "If this is the case, maybe we can stall for time?"
Although he said that he was stalling for time, the confidence that he exuded from his body was complete and utter.
A 100% Heroic Spirit. The one who appeared in front of us is a Heroic Spirit at full power! Moreover, it's his main body that has removed the class restriction!
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