Chapter 182 Euler!
Happy, happy, happy.
His soul was leaping with joy and excitement, recalling the fierce battle that made his blood boil a few minutes ago.
Angry, angry, angry.
His body had never felt this restrained before. As a demigod, lack of magic power was as ridiculous as death from overwork.
Two contradictory emotions intertwined in Gilgamesh's heart, making his killing intent even stronger.
He had already felt the existence of the Holy Grail - after investing the souls of several heroes, the legendary holy object had begun to take shape.
But in order for this Fruit of Eden to take shape, souls still needed to be offered as sacrifices.
Whether it was Lancer, Berserker, Rider... even himself, they were all within the recipe range of this broken cup.
So, would he be the next sacrifice?
Walking step by step on the steps of Enzo Mountain, Gilgamesh faced the moonlight and raised his expressionless face.
Until now, he still hadn't seen any trace of Saber.
At the King's Banquet, he tried to observe the trajectory of the future, but was disturbed and only saw some fragmented possibilities.
He knew that in addition to possessing Caster, Sakutsuki had also secretly gathered Assassin, but this information came too late, not to mention that he did not think that Assassin could harm him.
He knew that Kotomine Kirei would awaken his nature and betray his mentor in the future, so he rushed to the prison on purpose, but he did not expect that when he was drinking with the King of Conquerors, the stupid priest would die so easily.
He knew that the essence of the Greater Holy Grail had been polluted, and Saber's wish would be in vain. I don't know if Sakutsuki confessed this, but it is clear that Saber has also formed an alliance with the cook and is waiting for his arrival at Ryuudou Temple.
In other words, Gilgamesh, who has lost his master, will face a round-robin battle or even a siege by three, no, four servants.
"Hahaha, so that's how it is. So I'm the clown who's having fun on the stage!"
With a sad smile on his face, Gilgamesh held the sword of heaven and earth, his blood-red eyes seemed to be burning, and stepped onto the last step.
"In that case, let me tear this carefully choreographed stage play to pieces!"
Looking at the open space in the Ryudo Temple, the blond and blue-eyed Knight King had already stood with a sword.
"Come on, Hero King, your opponent is me."
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In addition to Archer, there was another man who sneaked into the depths of Mount Enzo during the day. After spending several hours to remove the barrier, he finally broke into the interior of the Ryudo Temple.
Wearing a black coat, Kiritsugu Emiya walked in the temple like a cheetah, quietly looking for the traces of his wife and assistant.
Finally, after turning a corner, he finally heard the voice of his wife who he had been thinking about.
"Is it okay now, Sakutsuki?"
"Wait a little longer, this is my first time doing this, let me prepare a little longer."
"It's okay, little Sakutsuki, time is running out, please play with me as much as you want... but please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."
Listening to the conversation between Irisviel and Sakutsuki, Emiya Kiritsugu showed a subtle expression.
Although reason told him that his beloved wife would not betray him, as a man, his sensibility still made him think wrongly.
Especially after hearing what Hisau Maiya said, Emiya Kiritsugu's cold face could no longer be held.
"It's okay, madam, I believe Kiritsugu won't mind this."
Will not mind?
If it's really that kind of thing, even I can't not mind it!
"Bang!"
The door was kicked open roughly, and Emiya Kiritsugu rushed in with a cold face. Three pairs of eyes fell on him at the same time, surprise, calmness, and teasing, three emotions that were not concealed, but there was no emotion such as astonishment and guilt.
"Kirisui, you're here!" In the magic circle, Irisviel, whose figure was somewhat illusory, waved excitedly, and beside her, a beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes, who had mastered the alchemy of Einzbern, lay quietly on the ground, and there was already a cup-shaped bulge on her abdomen where the Holy Grail was hidden.
That was also Irisviel, the Holy Grail carrier who was supposed to sacrifice for justice in this Holy Grail War.
So now... there are two Iris?
Which one is my wife?
Before Kiritsugu Emiya could react, a gust of evil wind suddenly rose behind him.
"Ola!"
A simple and rough side kick hit Kiritsugu Emiya's butt hard, and the man in the black coat didn't even make a sound, and he plunged into the diamond-shaped space and disappeared.
Under the stunned gaze of the two women, Sakutsuki slowly retracted his legs, feeling refreshed: "As long as I'm not next to the Holy Grail, I'll be less vigilant, not to mention the charm brought by my double wife, so I can successfully throw Emiya Kiritsugu into the Holy Grail... Hey, I am worthy of being me."
"Sakutsuki!" Irisviel finally realized what happened and couldn't help but scolded, "You are too bad to do this?"
"I can't help it, who made Kiritsugu cry until he sees the coffin, this simple and rough method is most suitable for him, whether he can be saved after this depends on you two." Sakutsuki clapped his hands and said maliciously, "You don't want Kiritsugu to cry when he comes back, too~too~"
"I...I know!" Irisviel closed her eyes and made up her mind, "Continue to transfer my soul, be gentle!"
"Yes, yes, I will serve you comfortably." Sakutsuki said, and then continued to work on the soul.
If Irisviel wants to escape the fate of the Lesser Holy Grail, she can only rely on the legendary third method.
And as it happens, Sakutsuki's third method has made progress in recent days.
The puppet body that Aozaki Touko imitated the technology of the Einzbern family has been completed, and all Sakutsuki has to do is transfer the soul - once successful, it means that Illya and Irisviel, two artificial people, can be reborn.
"Take it, this is my last compensation." Sakutsuki whispered to himself.
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Speaking of Kiritsugu Emiya, after he was kicked into the Greater Holy Grail by Sakutsuki, the black mud stained with the evil of this world came to him like a swallow.
His consciousness was blurred and his vision changed, and he saw a dream.
"I knew you would come, I believe you can definitely get here." A familiar voice sounded.
"Eri..." Kiritsugu Emiya murmured.
Yes, the one standing in front of him was the third Irisviel in a black dress.
His beloved wife was beside him, leaning against him with a gentle and loving smile, standing with Kiritsugu.
"You finally came to see me, Kiritsugu." She said.
This face made Kiritsugu miss and love her, but he felt a little strange.
Was it because of her black clothes that he had never seen before? This was also a reason, but Kiritsugu always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something more important.
His eyes finally adapted to the dark vision, and Emiya Kiritsugu blinked and subconsciously looked down -
"Ah..." He couldn't help but let out a sigh-like sound.
Under his feet was a pile of corpses made up of countless corpses.