Chapter 58 Is Miss Illya Here?

Hell sickle, dust saw.

Its true name is "the dawn horizon that burns the seas" and "the verdant horizon that opens up thousands of mountains", following the principles of "purification" and "separation".

Even if Shuoyue only projected a little bit of the essence of these two weapons, it also blocked the spiritual veins of Einzbern Castle, making it impossible for Ahadon to control the center of the magic workshop.

Whether it is for the magic workshop or the magician, losing contact with each other is fatal, which means that the magic workshop can only carry out simple self-disciplined counterattacks, while the magician loses the advantages of the workshop and all the blessings, and can only use his own strength to meet the enemy.

If Shuoyue had projected these two giant swords at the beginning, the three magic furnaces supporting the 32-story magic workshop would definitely be suppressed and defeated by the higher mystery, and finally the entire magic workshop would lose energy and cease to exist.

But this is just like Kiritsugu blowing up this building. They both bypassed the content by taking shortcuts and directly destroyed the workshop itself. It was not Sakutsuki's original intention, so he did not intend to project these two divine swords.

Well, originally.

But in the other world, looking at the mighty dragon tooth soldiers, can anyone resist the desire to not use a large AOE sweep?

What's more, this is in the other world. No matter what he does, it will not affect the real other world. Sakutsu has no psychological burden at all!

The flaming big sword and the agate-like giant sword swept across, easily crushing the weak, pitiful and helpless dragon tooth soldiers. The feeling transmitted made Sakutsuki feel refreshed.

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The original zombie siege was mowed down by Sakutsuki. With the destruction of the last dragon tooth soldier, this other world created by the soul-sentencing department with great effort was also broken by itself and turned into magic power and dissipated.

Before the alien world disappeared, he took back his two swords. When the new moon returned to observation, Kenneth was shocked to find that the white-haired young man was spotless, only his golden eyes were brighter and more... full of expectations.

It was as if a king looking down from a high place was asking: Do you have any interesting tricks for me?

That innocent look, through the monitoring of the familiar, brought Kenneth immense pressure. The blond man clenched his trembling palms, and he also had a rare thought of not admitting defeat in his heart.

"Then it's as you wish..."

Behind him, the invisible and intangible ghosts and monsters screamed as if they were wrapped in endless malice. They disappeared the moment Kenneth was untied and attacked another creature on this floor.

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Hyatt Hotel, downstairs.

The travelers were awakened by the fire alarm in their sleep and led to the outdoor parking lot. Everyone gathered together, with expressions on their faces mixed with fear of fire, sleepiness and unhappiness with the cold. The hotel staff hurriedly shuttled between the crowd.

"...Mr. Archibald! Is Mr. Archibald here?" The counter staff on duty raised their voices and looked around for the last group of guests on the list of guests who had not been called. 尒盈) The whole hotel has always been very concerned about this super VIP who has booked an entire floor of suites on the top floor. In a sense, he is the most important person that the hotel does not want to have any problems with.

"Mr. Archibald! Are you there?"

"-Yes, I'm here. Please don't worry." A calm and steady voice answered from behind. The counter staff looked back and felt puzzled. The person who spoke to him was a Japanese man wearing an old coat and an inconspicuous appearance.

This joke was really not funny. Just when the counter staff was very unhappy and was about to make a rebuke, the man's eyes made him unable to move. There was a mysterious attraction that made him unable to take his eyes off the other person, and he couldn't even speak.

"I am Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelud. My wife and I have already taken refuge." The strange oriental man's voice was calm and clear. Under the effect of the magic of suggestion, the counter staff's thoughts were blurred, and they believed what the man said without doubt.

"...Is that so? Ah, that's right. So I have already taken refuge."

The counter staff checked "Has already taken refuge" on the list in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer felt any doubts or abnormalities in his conversation with the gentleman just now.

Emiya Kiritsugu watched the counter staff hurriedly leave to deal with other refugees, and then moved away from the crowd. After confirming that no one noticed him, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket

"I'm ready, what about you?"

"Nothing unusual, you can do it at any time."

The person on the other end of the phone was his partner, Hisau Maiya, who was located on the upper floor of a high-rise building under construction, diagonally opposite the Fuyuki Hyatt Hotel. There was a room that could monitor Kenneth at the closest distance.

Kiritsugu exhaled lightly, took out a cigarette paper pack from his pocket with one hand, and entered a string of numbers in his mobile phone with the other hand, but paused slightly on the last key, and couldn't help looking at the brightly lit building.

After changing the plan, the bomb was set up much faster than expected - in fact, when Sakutsuki arrived at the Excelle Building, Kiritsugu had already made all preparations to blow up the building.

If the explosion was carried out at that time, not only would Lancer's Master Kenneth fall freely from a height of 150 meters, no matter what kind of magic barrier he used for defense, he would not be able to survive, and Caster's Master...

Unfortunately, he deliberately increased the equivalent on the first floor of the hotel.

The explosion at almost zero distance - even that Sakutsuki couldn't get away unscathed.

It's not some bilibili girl (fog).

Although such a good opportunity appeared in front of him, Emiya Kiritsugu remained silent, choosing to silently watch the passengers in the hotel evacuate collectively before starting the explosion.

Why wait?

Didn't he already decide to use himself as a balance to make the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City the last bloodshed of mankind? For this, those passengers should be necessary sacrifices.

But...

- This is a very reasonable strategy, yes, he convinced himself so.

This fake show was to let Kenneth and Sakutsuki let down their guard and concentrate on dealing with each other's battle to prevent him from discovering other traps.

In fact, this strategy did work. The two magicians were absolutely confident in their own strength, especially Caster's master who knew that he would make some moves tonight, but still confidently climbed to the 32nd floor, not knowing that the entire floor would collapse completely and swallow them.

But is this the only thing he really thought?

Could it be that the sadness in his heart wanted to let the unrelated passengers take refuge, and he was unconsciously doing something wrong?

If that was the case, this fatal naive emotion would definitely cost him his life on the battlefield.

In order to calm the slight hesitation in his heart, Kiritsugu lit another cigarette.

At this moment, the vague and unreal shouting of the counter staff came from a distance, but it was like a sharp arrow piercing his eardrum and piercing his heart.

"Ms. Illya? Is Miss Illya here?"