"So weak."
"So weak."
"So weak."
So weak …
These three words echoed in the empty palace.
He didn't know what special echo structure there was in this palace.
The echo echoed for so long.
It was so long that it was originally a simple sentence, but in the ears of Irin and the others, it was like saying, "So weak."
Irin's face darkened.
Even he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Because the contempt in the eyes of the man sitting on the throne was undisguised and naked.
Who was he?
A question mark appeared in Irin's mind.
But the knowledge that the Throne of Heroes instilled in him allowed him to know the most basic concept.
— Master and servant.
The Holy Grail War, in the end, was a magic ritual.
An ancient magic ritual.
In the concept of magic, as long as the word "ritual" was used, it was not ordinary magic.
First, it required a lot of preparation, cumbersome preconditions, and a lot of magic support to complete a magic ritual.
The Holy Grail War … or the Holy Grail Ritual, was one of the best.
Irin suddenly understood why there were no similar records in all the books in the Clock Tower. Bathermero, or a few of the monarchs, had planned this magic ritual for a long time for a certain purpose. They even hid all the relevant information in advance in order to not let Irin find out.
A proper Holy Grail War was a large-scale magic ritual consisting of seven masters and seven servants.
The seven masters, with the help of the ritual, at a specific place, at a specific time, with the help of holy relics or other items, summoned a soul body that could be called a "hero" from the past or future timeline and returned to reality. The seven groups of people fought, and the group that survived in the end was qualified to have the Holy Grail and make a wish that must be fulfilled.
When Irin had this part of the knowledge, he felt that this Holy Grail must be a scam.
Anything related to "making a wish" was not a good thing.
Speaking of which, back in Kanzaki City, the thing that Gasukoto Mi's body twisted into seemed to be similar to the "Holy Grail" as well.
It seemed that no matter which space or world one was in, there would always be people who worked tirelessly to reap without sowing, wanting to obtain this "Universal Wishing Machine".
"Boring."
Irin made a simple evaluation in his mind.
Back to the current situation.
Irin noticed that the way they were summoned seemed a little different from the way they were summoned during the Holy Grail War.
They were indeed seven servants, but the one who summoned them to this world seemed to be the blonde man on the throne.
Just … one person?
After a brief analysis, Irin noticed how terrifying it was.
"Crack."
In silence.
The hot-tempered red-haired man with a strange Chinese character tattoo on his back could no longer hold it in. The sound of gnashing teeth could be heard.
"What kind of dog are you?"
When Red Hair said the first word, Irin lowered his head and mourned for Red Hair.
"Valiant spirit with weak light, you're looking for death."
The man who seemed to be emitting golden light from his body focused his gaze of contempt.
In an instant, something called "momentum" swept through the entire palace.
The torches in the palace shook wildly.
The dazzling golden pillar began to tremble.
In an instant, Irin felt as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders. His knees bent a little and he almost knelt on the ground.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh —
Behind the throne, circles of spatial ripples suddenly appeared.
The golden chains pierced out of the ripples with the sound of metal clanging against each other.
The style of those chains was almost the same as the black chains that dragged Irin and the others into the lake. The only difference was the color.
The golden color was obviously a lot more pretentious.
The ends of the chains were sharp. Just as Red Hair was about to rage, the chains pierced through Red Hair's hands and feet without warning, making him unable to move.
"Lowly reptile, did I allow you … to make sounds that tarnish my ears?"
Crack crack crack.
The chains tied Red Hair into a weird shape. The chains kept tightening and sinking deep into Red Hair's muscles. Drops of blood flowed along the gaps of the chains and dripped onto the ground.
When the others heard this, they quickly lowered their heads and expressed their sympathy for Red Hair.
Apostles were a group of creatures who knew how to act according to the situation.
In the instant that the red-haired man suffered, they already understood that this man actually had the strength to completely overwhelm them!
Even Miriam frowned and did not say anything.
"Kneel."
The man on the throne sneered and waved his hand. Red Hair was pulled to the sky above the palace by the chains. His entire body was pulled into the shape of the Chinese character "大".
Among the seven, there was a woman with long brown hair and freckles on her face. She was silent as she knelt down on one knee.
She was the unfamiliar woman who moved at the speed of sound in Wuke Town.
Irin then realized that it was a woman.
Irin thought that she was a man.
This was a huge misunderstanding.
The others looked at each other and did not move.
Kneeling was too embarrassing.
But if they did not kneel, they felt like they would die.
"Heh, weak heroic spirits from the future." The blond man's gaze swept across them one by one.
He first looked at Miriam. "You have inherited the title of 'King'. You can calmly accept my kindness. You don't have to kneel."
Miriam was stunned.
Then, the blond man looked at Yan Fenggong. He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Boring karma. Forget it. You don't have to kneel either."
"Th-thank you."
Yan Fenggong's expression was a little confused, but he still stuttered a word of thanks.
'Seems like he's not a bad person.'
Yan Fenggong thought to himself.
"Honorable King."
On the side, Gu Tianqing did not wait for the blond man to size her up. She directly knelt down on one knee and still had that fake smile on her face.
The blond man's gaze swept past Governor Bohr's face.
He directly ignored him.
Governor Bohr widened his eyes, but he did not dare to say anything.
Finally, the blond man's gaze landed on Irin.
He frowned slightly and stared at Irin's face for a long time.
Finally, an interesting smile appeared on his face, which had been tense all this time, as if the whole world owed him money and looked down on the whole world. "Interesting. This King looks forward to your performance. "
After that,
In the ripples behind the blond man, gorgeous weapons appeared one after another like anti-aircraft guns.
The end of the weapon was pointed straight at Governor Bohr, the only one who was not hit on.
Everyone could see what he meant.
You are not qualified.
Either kneel or … die!
"Phew –"
Governor Bohr took a deep puff of smoke and knelt down.
"Greetings, King."
"Very good."
The first joyous meeting between the master and the servant had finally ended successfully.
The pitiful redhead was still strung up in the air by the chains like meat that was about to be skewered by the bonfire.
Looking at his distorted facial features, he seemed to be regretting it.
He even wondered if kneeling down now would count.
But the blond man did not say anything, and he did not dare to mention it. He could only remain in a stalemate.
The redhead closed his eyes and simply pretended to be dead.
Although the bleeding was quite serious, in fact, with the redhead's physique, he would not die even if he was strung up for another day or two.
His brain was not as good as Irin's, but he was still combining the "knowledge" in his mind with the current situation.
In fact, Irin quickly understood.
In a normal Holy Grail War, there would be a master and a servant.
Why?
It was very simple. Because normally, the magic power of a modern magician or a modern magician could only sustain the consumption of one servant. At most, it would be two. Any more was impossible. The magician himself would be sucked to death.
But the blond man sitting arrogantly on the throne in front of him actually summoned seven servants from the Throne of Heroes by himself!
Even if these seven servants looked weak in his eyes, there were still seven of them!
Quantity made up for quality.
From this point, it could be seen that the blond man's "magic power" was ridiculously high!
Inside the palace, there was a strange scene.
Except for the redhead who was strung up, Gu Tianqing, and Borl who were kneeling on the ground, the others were standing properly.
The difference in treatment was too obvious.
Borl's heart was full of resentment, but he did not dare to show it.
The blond man did not speak, and she did not dare to stand up.
The blond man on the throne looked at the seven people and sighed: "You are too weak."
The blond man's eyes were very much like a high and mighty human looking at the ants on the ground with disdain.
Was there a need to emphasize it over and over again?
Irin was silent.
He secretly complained in his heart, and at the same time, he was also evaluating the strength of the blond man. Converted to the measurement of apostles, it was equivalent to a few Xiao Yangs.
After a while.
Irin gave up. He really could not estimate.
The redhead was one of the top 100 powerhouses in the world, a superhuman among humans. But in the hands of the blond man, he was so weak and vulnerable.
A moment later.
Irin opened his eyes, and his heart was speechless.
Maybe only the "Horseman of the Apocalypse" in his memory could compete with the blond man.
"Whatever."
The blond man's expression was disappointed. He waved his hand, and seven different colored lights flew towards Irin and the other six.
Xiu.
The light flashed, and Irin felt something bite the back of his hand.
When he looked down, there was a red engraving on the back of his hand.
The engraving was made up of three parts, and the three parts of the engraving formed a complete picture.
It looked like a non-mainstream tattoo.
It was actually quite pretty.
Just as the engraving landed on Irin's hand, Irin felt his forehead swell, as if something had opened up, and it felt very uncomfortable.
"It's a command incantation."
Irin temporarily ignored the changes in his body, and looked at the picture on the back of his hand in surprise. He frowned, and his heart was somewhat shocked.
According to the knowledge imparted by the Heroic Spirit Constellation, Irin recognized that it was something called a "command incantation".
Master and servant, to establish a master-servant relationship, relied on command incantations.
There were a total of three command incantations, and they had many functions. But the most basic function was that the master used it to restrain the servant. Every time a command incantation was consumed, the master could forcibly order the servant to do one thing, even if the servant itself was very resistant. In short, through the command incantation, the master could do whatever he wanted to the servant.
Another function was that it could greatly enhance the servant's combat power.
In the rules of the Holy Grail War, how to reasonably use the command incantation was also a compulsory course for every master magician.
In fact, according to the rules, most masters would only consume two command incantations.
Because once the three command incantations were consumed, it was equivalent to the master no longer having any means to restrain the servant.
The servant would be able to completely let go of himself.
But now, the blond man actually returned the command incantation to Irin and the others.
"In other words, he is confident that even if he doesn't use the command incantation to restrain them, he can still control them?"
In an instant, Irin understood the blond man's idea.
The blond man seemed to be tired. He leaned on the throne alone, raised his head, and no longer looked at Irin and the others. His eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he seemed to be aimlessly staring at the corner of the palace, which was empty.
After a while, he waved his hand in boredom and told them to get lost.
Except for the poor Akagami, who was still strung on the chain, the others did not dare to stay and quickly left the palace.
…
The moment they stepped out of the palace.
The fresh and thin air blew on their faces.
Reflected in the eyes of the servants was the cloudless sky, and there was a magnificent ancient city everywhere.
They were currently located on the top floor of a palace.
The palace was completely made of huge stones. The surface of the stones had a lot of retro style relief sculptures. The relief sculptures were some exaggerated people and beasts. If you looked carefully, along the relief sculptures all the way, it seemed to be a picture scroll narrating a magnificent epic.
And this kind of relief sculptures were all over the surface of the palace.
The palace was not high, like the shape of a pyramid, with layers on top of each other, about twenty stories high.
The blond man was in the main palace, all the way down, there was a straight staircase.
Each staircase was half a meter high. Normal people would have to use a lot of effort to step on the staircase.
"This kind of building, why does it look like the style of the prehistoric civilization?"
Yi Lin furrowed her brows as she surveyed her surroundings.
The city was surrounded by high walls.
The area of the whole city, in the eyes of Irin and the others, could barely be regarded as a small city.
When Irin was looking at the environment, Governor Bohr snorted, turned into smoke, and disappeared.
The remaining few people walked down the stone steps one by one, and finally reached the ground with great difficulty.
Irin did not want to attract too much attention, so he just walked away.
He always felt that there seemed to be something in the air, which gave Irin a strange sense of comfort.
Yes, comfort.
If Irin was a fish, he felt like he was back in the sea.
If he was a bird, he felt like he was back in the sky.
Here, Irin felt like he could fly at any time, and his whole body was floating.
After reaching the ground, Yan Feng looked at Irin, Gu Tianqing, and the others warily.
"Hello, I am Yan Feng. Previously, I thought you were here to … Forget it, anyway, I think we should stop fighting for now. "
After hesitating for a while, Yan Feng looked at their faces, and finally walked around Irin and Gu Tianqing to Miriam, and extended his right hand.
"Miriam Altoria X Pendragon."
"What!"
When Yan Feng heard Miriam's name, he immediately let go of her hand and took a few steps back. "Pendragon … So you are …"
Miriam's ahoge trembled, and a question mark appeared in her mind at Yan Feng's reaction.
"Oh?"
Irin noticed Yan Feng's reaction, and his heart skipped a beat.
Before Irin could use his usual method to get any information out of him, Yan Feng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly left. As for the sonic woman, her cold gaze swept across Irin and the others' faces, and she quickly followed Yan Feng and Miriam and left.
"I won't disturb you anymore."
Gu Tianqing shrugged and chuckled, and prepared to leave with an expression that said, "I am a kind person and don't want to be a third wheel."
"You should think carefully about how to give me an explanation."
Irin narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Tianqing's back, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Gu Tianqing's footsteps paused, and he turned his head, still smiling. "Believe me, you will know very soon. Haha, this is a fated encounter. I think we should all enjoy this moment with all our hearts, and feel the heaviness and fragrance of fate. "
"Stupid swindler."
Irin gave Gu Tianqing the middle finger as a greeting.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Gu Tianqing left.
Yi Lin and Miriam looked at each other in dismay.
The two of them were quite familiar with each other, and there was nothing awkward about it, so they formed a temporary team and wandered around the unfamiliar city.
This was indeed a city of prehistoric civilization.
In the city, there were many residents walking on the streets with smiles on their faces.
Most of the buildings in the city were made of stone. They were one-story houses, and some were even mud houses. They were very simple and crude.
The civilization here did not have a currency yet. Irin noticed that there was actually a market in the city. The people in the market used food, coarse clothes, and copper weapons to exchange for all kinds of goods.
The ordinary bronze age?
No …
Irin did think so at first. Perhaps in this city, other than the Golden Retrievers, the rest were ordinary residents.
Until Irin saw:
A thin and weak man easily carried a stone that seemed to weigh a ton and passed by at the speed of a 100-meter sprint champion.
A woman in shabby clothes muttered something under her breath, and then a big fire was born out of thin air.
A child with more than ten clay pots floating above his head was playing happily by the side of the road.
A group of court priests in bright clothes and ancient magician robes floated neatly in the air.
Outside the city, a few local natives were using a primitive rolling cart to pull the corpse of an unknown creature that was nearly six meters long. They were shouting excitedly, and were ready to chop up some meat to exchange for goods.
A few noble court priests were commanding soldiers to push magic cannons engraved with magic patterns to the city wall. Then, the soldiers easily carried the magic cannons that weighed a ton with one hand.
These scenes were an eye-opener for Irin and Miriam.
This scene was not right!
The city was not big.
Irin walked half a circle in shock.
Beside the palace, Irin learned the name of this ancient city from the ancient symbols on a stone tablet that stood for a long time.
"Heavenly Palace, Uruk."
There was a signature on the stone tablet below.
"Fifth King of Uruk, Gilgamesh."
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