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Chapter 739

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"This world is so lively."

At the back of the battlefield.

The bearded Caucasian man in a suit sighed as he felt the cruelty and shock brought about by the battlefield.

"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that the end of science is theology."

The man smiled and said to Cercia, who was wearing a cloak behind him, "Although I know very well that you summoned us as' heroic spirits' to this magical era in order to achieve your goal. But for a scientist, there is no treasure more precious than 'knowledge'. I have to thank you, my Master. "

Cercia was silent.

The man seemed to be a chatterbox.

He was also a scientist.

After he fired a shot at the sky above Uruk City, he did not do anything else.

After the other Heroic Spirits left one by one, he took advantage of his free time to chat with Circia.

"According to the 'knowledge' that the Constellation of Heroes instilled in me, there is no Merika in your world?"

"…"

"What a magical parallel world."

"…"

"Interesting, interesting, too interesting! If Columbus did not succeed in invading America and bringing the technological revolution when he stepped into the American continent in the fifteenth century, then with the native culture of the American continent, it is indeed possible to reproduce a completely different civilization. A key variable can allow the formula to produce a completely different 'result'. "

"…"

"The world is really colorful! I died too early! What a pity, what a pity, what a pity! "

Although the man said this, his tone did not have the slightest hint of "pity". Instead, the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

"The true mystery of knowledge lies in the 'unknown' and the 'infinite'. Whether it is theology, science, or other mysterious forces, all kinds of unknowns are the driving force that attracts us to tirelessly search for the truth. "

"…"

"You should be able to understand, right? My dear Lord Magician. "

Cercia finally could not hold it in anymore.

She replied, "Nikola Tesla, please remember your mission."

"Mission, I understand." Nikola Tesla smiled and made an "OK" gesture to Cercia. He laughed and said, "You and I both know that the battle with the 'heroic spirits' of the enemy is an inhumane war without any suspense. The real beginning of the war should be when we completely destroy the 'heroic spirits' of the enemy. The rest of us will fight under the forced command of your command incantation. So, in the end, we will all 'die'. "

Underneath the cloak, Circia's expression was stunned for a moment.

"Are you wondering how I know?" Nikola Tesla smiled as he stretched out his finger and tapped his temple twice. "This is not the knowledge that the Constellation of Heroes bestowed upon me. This is the only possible answer after a simple deduction when all the clues are placed in front of me."

Cercia looked at him in surprise.

A hint of pride appeared on Nikola Tesla's face. Under Circia's surprised gaze, he continued, "The purpose of the Holy Grail War is to create a 'Holy Grail' that can reach the source. However, this was clearly not the first time such a mature ceremony had been carried out. In that case, why did the previous ritual fail? There must be someone in your world who finally understood that such a ritual could not create a Holy Grail that could truly reach the 'Origin'. "

Speaking up to this point, Nicolas shook his head. "Only now did I realize. Tsk, this is really the wisdom of mortals. If it had been me, I would have understood this the first time I failed. Only by facing failure with sincerity could one obtain more profound 'knowledge'. There is a saying that failure is the mother of success. "

"Then, how can one obtain the real Holy Grail?" Nikola Tesla asked and answered his own question as he looked at the battlefield. "Until you traced back to ancient history and discovered this place, this mythological era that was hidden in reality."

"Although this place is' illusory ', there is indeed a remnant of terrifying magic power. However, the magic power here is like scattered particles, unable to form a real Holy Grail. Therefore, I speculate that you want to use the improved ritual to allow the Holy Grail in your body to steal enough magic power from here. When the magic power is infinitely close to the 'illusory Holy Grail', it will achieve 'resonance' and bring the real Holy Grail to the real world where you are! "

"Although the person who came up with this idea may have spent many years to understand this point, his wisdom has surpassed that of mortals. However, I have to admit that his wisdom has surpassed that of mortals. He has reached the point where I, Nikola Tesla, am in awe of him. I have always been in awe of 'Erudite'. "

Circia was completely shocked.

She had never mentioned anything about the Holy Grail to this heroic spirit who came from a strange time and space.

He did not even know that the second Holy Grail container was in her body.

However, through the basic knowledge instilled by the Constellation of Heroes, as well as his own observation, reasoning, and thinking, he easily solved the problem that had troubled countless magicians for hundreds of years!

This person's wisdom was terrifying!

He was clearly not a person of this world!

He clearly knew nothing about magic!

However,

He had figured it out!

This was impossible!

Although this was what she was shouting in her heart, Circia had to admit that Nikola Tesla and his lengthy speech were infinitely close to the truth.

For some reason,

Circia could have said nothing.

Whether it was a tacit agreement or not, she lowered her head.

After a moment of silence, she could not help but say, "The modern Holy Grail has been contaminated by the 'evil of mankind in this world'. In theory, it is impossible to create it."

"So, you thought of bringing back the 'pure and untainted' Holy Grail through such a special method, right? Haha, I have to say that this is a flash of inspiration, but it is enough to be called a 'genius' idea. No matter how much time it took and how many failures it took to come up with this idea, it can't hide the brilliance of this ingenious idea. "

Nikola Tesla gave her a thumbs up. He was not stingy with his praise.

"However, the Holy Grail that is filled with the 'evil of mankind in this world', I personally think that this might be the true form of the Holy Grail." Nikola Tesla patted the dust on his body and smiled. "It seems that the pleasant chatting time is over. The 'free charge' that is scattered in the air is vibrating. It seems that we have a guest visiting us. "

In an instant.

Circia's pupils shrank.

When Nikola Tesla said this sentence, she did not hesitate at all. She did not even have the desire to find out the identity of the 'guest'. The 'Magic Seal' under her cloak flashed and she activated the 'Substitution Magic'. In the blink of an eye, she moved to the 'Substitution Point' that was set up in advance and disappeared on the spot.

A cloud of smoke appeared silently behind Nikola Tesla.

With a dagger in one hand, she stabbed Nikola Tesla's neck.



"Particle State"

"Level" B

"Type" vs. Single (Self) Relic

"Effective Range" 1

"Maximum Capture" 1



This was the core skill that Governor Bohr relied on to survive!

By transforming her body into a particle state, she could enter anywhere.

However, this ability was like a magic trick.

She could not expose the nature of the skill, otherwise, it would be worthless.

She was able to divide her body into infinitely tiny particles, and these countless particles divided her attributes equally. It could be said that every particle was a part of her body. However, the pure particle state did not have much lethality.

At least, until now, Governor Bohr had not developed a way to use the particles to cause damage.

There was a ten-second interval between the transformation of the physical state and the particle state. At least within these ten seconds, Governor Bohr could not transform from the particle state to the physical state or from the physical state back to the particle state again.

Moreover, during the transformation, she could leave a part of her body behind in the form of particles and lurk in the opponent's body.

In fact, the original rating of this skill was not high.

It was just an ordinary Level B skill.

It did not have any practical use.

However, this skill had allowed her to survive the cruel trials again and again.

When Governor Bohr broke through to the Transcendent level, he unlocked this skill and unlocked more tricks.

This was also the reason why Governor Bohr liked to use smoke to hide his ability. Once the weakness of this ability was exposed, it would become his Achilles' heel.

Therefore, when Irin exposed the nature of her tracking ability, Governor Bohr became so angry and reacted that way.

At the same time when he activated the "Particle State" ability,

Governor Bohr was not stingy and activated another treasure, which was the ability to attach to a weapon.



"Old Man in the Fog"

"Level" B

"Type" Sensory Treasure

"Effective Range" 1 ~ 12

"Maximum Capture" 0 ~ 99 people



Bohr's cold voice came from the smoke.

"Vision Stripping!"

In front of Nikola Tesla, there was only darkness. He could no longer see anything!

From the moment he inhaled the smoke, Nikola Tesla's vision was stripped away!

"Particle State" and "Old Man in the Fog", these two abilities, no, it should be said that it was these two treasures that allowed Governor Bohr to surpass Yi Lin, who was good at stealth, in terms of stealth and assassination. It was the foundation that allowed him to successfully adapt to the "Assassin" profession.

She was a real assassin!

Die!

Everything was ready.

Normally, the "Caster" who was deprived of his vision and was approached by the "Assassin" had only one ending, death.

At the same time,

On the ground,

Irin appeared from the shadow with no expression on her face.

"Shadow Following"!

"Shadow Killing"!

"Shadow Breaking Strike!"

When Bohr made his move, Irin had already launched a skillful combo, lurking at Nikola Tesla's feet, and suddenly burst out.

He held the gun with both hands, and the Destruction Revolver in his right hand had already been loaded with a "Super Charged Sub-Bullet" with 20 layers of power.

The turbulent magic vibrated in the barrel of the gun.

Irin's index finger pressed on the trigger.

"… Pain!"

No matter whether it was useful or not.

It didn't matter whether the opponent's willpower was high or not.

He still had to use his control skills.

The essence of this combo was to take the opponent by surprise, control them to death, kill them with one shot, and then run away after killing them.

This was the combo that Yi Lin was most used to when he still used the knife as his main attack method.

On the road, Irin and Bohr, in order to "survive" the common goal, they talked about the abilities that they could use for the first time. In the end, Irin developed this combination of skills with the highest success rate to kill the most threatening "Caster" with one shot.

According to the results of Yi Lin's repeated calculations in her mind, unless the opponent had a passive defensive noble artifact or a rogue invincible skill, otherwise, if the two apostles who were good at assassination attacked at the same time, there was a 90% chance that they could successfully kill the black team's "Caster"!

Sure enough.

Nikola Tesla was stunned.

First, he was deprived of his vision. Second, he was hit by Irin's "Curse". What kind of negative effects were triggered, Irin was not clear.

But fortunately, when Irin's gun emerged from the shadow and Bohr stabbed Nikola Tesla's neck, the opponent's eyes were empty and confused. He was stunned and did not resist.

Fortunately, he did not trigger any "charm" or something like that. Otherwise, the opponent would twist and turn in place, and Irin would not be able to aim.

Under this level of siege, unless the opponent's strength was far beyond the two of them, it was impossible to escape.

But.

Why did Irin's speculation only have a success rate of 90%?

Because.

The remaining 10% was a variable!

"Black Assassin"!

The black side, the assassin!

That was the biggest variable!

At this moment.

At this small moment.

In less than a second, Ye Zichen's eyes lit up.

The shadow behind Irin had a strange fluctuation.

His shadow was twisting and turning.

An assassin with slender limbs silently appeared behind Irin.

It had no sound, no breathing, no heartbeat.

It seemed to be a real and pure shadow.

"Master! Behind you! "

In the air.

Nie Hongxiu, Bai Xiaoyi, and Gaya Koto, the three mother spirits, who had already set up the trap, stared at Irin's chrysanthemum from all angles.

Irin had noticed it from the moment the "Black Assassin" stabbed Gu Tianqing. This black assassin was very likely the same as other ordinary assassins. He liked to aim at the chrysanthemum and attack.

When the black assassin appeared, Bai Xiaoyi immediately reminded him.

"As expected, he still chose me to attack."

Just as he was about to pull the trigger.

Irin turned the tip of the gun and suddenly pressed the bullet that was about to leave the chamber against his lower abdomen.

Behind him, the shadow stretched out a knife as usual.

This knife stabbed Red Hair to death, stabbed Gu Tianqing's … mother spirit.

And this knife, now, stabbed into Irin's back!

"Bang!"

Irin fired!

Towards his abdomen!

In an instant, the spiral bullet pierced through Irin's body and hit the shadow behind him!

The "Black Assassin" was shot!

"Evil Thought Space!"

Irin could not be sure if this shot could take the other party's life.

He endured the pain and activated the Evil Thought Space at the same time.

The subspace unfolded. The pitch-black ground and rolling black clouds.

Irin descended once again, this world of endless darkness.

The shadow succeeded in its attack and escaped again, merging into the darkness and disappearing.

The bloody hole that was as thick as an arm in Irin's abdomen was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Rin Lord!"

Gaya Koto appeared. She covered Irin's wound with tears in her eyes, extremely worried.

Irin did not say anything and pressed Xiao Mei down. "Hide! Its knife can kill spirits. Don't think that you're invincible just because you can't die! "

"Rin Lord, are you okay?"

In a hurry, Gaya Koto asked anxiously. However, when she thought of the other party's ability to kill spirits, she was so scared that she hid. She must not let the terrifying assassin find her.

"Phew —"

Until the wound healed.

Only then did Yi Lin let out a long breath.

His breath carried the fragrance of magic power.

Two dazzling cracks appeared on the dead skin on Irin's forehead.

Pitch-black blood slowly flowed out from the cracks of the dead skin.

Irin reached out and touched his back.

There was an insignificant knife wound there.

And the red hair had died under this knife.

But Irin was fine.



"Laughing Mask, Body of Ten Deaths"

"Level" A

"Type" vs. Single (Self) Noble Artifact

"Effective Range" 1

"Maximum Capture" 1 person



Before Irin attacked, he did not hesitate to activate his noble artifact.

Although the noble artifact had a cooldown time, it only had one life. Even if he let it go for nothing, Irin would not feel that it was a pity.

He admitted that he had taken a gamble, but he had made the right bet.

Irin stood in mid-air.

From this angle, no shadow would fall around him.

It was very safe.

After moving his hands and feet, Irin repeatedly confirmed that there were no sequelae after being stabbed. He looked at the empty and desolate scenery in his mind and smiled.

"There's no need to try. You can't get out."

"I've already … caught you, Assassin."

As Irin's voice fell, no one in the subspace replied.

But after ten seconds …

A faint black shadow stood up shakily on the ground tens of meters away.

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