Illimitable Until Death

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Body's trembling.

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Thinking is confusing.

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The brain is trembling.

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There are disorders.

At this moment, the unspeakable sensations are like a tsunami, coming towards the whole body of the square.

That is a feeling that cannot be described in words.

As if the soul itself was attracted to something, ready to disengage itself from the flesh of the cube and go outside.

Even the body temperature is dropping so fast that it looks like it's dead.

This feeling should have been very painful.

However, there is an unknown sense of happiness in the square, as if this is the way to be liberated, and you cannot help but immerse yourself in it.

“...”

Just as the spirit was immersed in this utterly unspeakable sense of happiness, the tip of the tongue was severely bitten and a trace of blood was shed from the corner of the mouth.

The feeling of pain, the spirit of the smooth concession suddenly vibrated when it was about to fall, finally awakened.

“Is this the interior of the Holy Grail? ”

It's really too bad.

As JOAN put it, there are two completely different spaces, not to mention the laws of physics and magic, which do not work here. Even the flow rate of time feels like it is slow, so that the existence of "man" is shaken.

Such an extraordinary space, if you break in without a countermeasure, will be dissolved in an instant, transformed into pure magic, assimilated by the Holy Grail.

Even the square, if not extremely strong willpower, had just been deprived of all thoughts by an unspeakable sense of happiness, even the personality would be disintegrated, leaving only flesh and soul, wandering in this chalice, eventually transformed into pure magic, stored.

“Is that where the saint stays? ”

Besides, I stayed that long.

This belief is truly remarkable.

After all, no matter how powerful people are, being able to sustain themselves in a space like this is an extremely difficult thing.

And Shiro Amakusa seems to be moving towards a more central place. How can it not be amazing?

If you want to find Shiro Sky, you must pass the same test as him.

Even if he did, it is an unknown number whether he can be found before Shiro Skygrass completes his task of transforming the Holy Grail.

In any case, even if the party can maintain its own presence, the ability to reach its destination in a timely manner at different time flow rates is a problem that needs to be addressed.

“Wait...”

One thing suddenly came to mind.

“Different time flow rates? ”

While the mind flashed through such an idea, a prop was immediately removed from the square.

“…”

A little brightness shines out on it, illuminating the Quartet.

It's a prop like a sophisticated device.

It is called - "Zero Hour Mini".

Red World treasure capable of interfering with the time factor, long disobeyed in the hands of the party to see the sun again.

“Buzz...”

With the interference of the zero-time mini, the surrounding time flow rate seems to have become somewhat normal.

In this case, even the unknown tide of flowing into the square and attempting to shake the existence of the square has eased.

Obviously, the Zero Hour Mini, as a treasure tool capable of restoring the power of existence, also plays a somewhat more or less part in maintaining the existence in the square.

“Phew...”

This just breathed out a little bit, raised his head and looked around.

Surrounded by an infinite space with no boundaries at all, it is impossible to distinguish between up, down, left and right, making the feeling in the square begin to create confusion.

The party can only insist on resistance, cheer up the mind, and cast a gaze at the center of this space.

At this moment, the road is generated under the foot of the square.

And, again, silent generation.

However, there is no real sense of footing in the square.

“In this case, apart from the feeling of happiness and pain, it seems impossible to trust the rest. ”

That's the thing.

Being in this different space from the outside world requires first of all being aware of oneself and conscious of the fact that oneself is in the Holy Grail in order to sustain oneself and begin to set goals.

Once the targets are set, the roads are created.

As long as you believe that this path reaches its destination, it will eventually lead you to the goal in your heart.

It's just that this road is definitely not going anywhere.

“You can't...”

“Give it up...”

“Come with us...”

Someone whispered in the square ear.

It was a creepy experience, but it made people want to follow the guidance of the voice in a different direction.

But the square is deaf to this.

Even so.

“Is that all? ”

That's right.

That's all.

What's a murmur?

The voices recorded in the soul of the square are much more desperate than these.

It was a scream.

That was a scream.

It was fear, terror and intimidation brought about by death.

Compared to those voices, these murmurs are simply more gentle things.

Want to shake the heart in the cube?

Not at all.

If Shinji Amakusa rejects the temptation of sounds with great conviction, then it is the ancient well waveless mentality that accepts them.

“If you want to shake me, at least come out with despair above the end of the world. ”

Leaving these words behind, the square begins to lift its pace.

“Da...”

In the moment when the first step falls, the road ahead becomes distorted, as if it were a complete reversal, giving rise to a sense of fear.

“Da...”

In the second moment of falling, the road ahead was heavily obstructed, some with thorns, some with swords and mountains, some with marshes and some with lava.

But the party still ignored it, only with a calm expression, along the road, consistently went on.

disregard for the confusion of the twisted road.

In spite of the horror of the painful obstacles.

The pace of the square is orderly and undisturbed, despite the obvious need for a hurry.

Shiro Amakusa probably went this way, too, right?

In the face of this path, Shiro Tianchu may have embraced the grief and endured all the pain along the way.

But the square is different.

Thorns are flattened by them.

Sword Mountain was trampled.

The swamp was crossed by it.

The magma is split open.

In front, Shiro Tiangrass chose to refuse, and the choice was to accept.

And now, Shiro Tiangrass chose to accept, whereas the choice was to reject.

In the process, the murmur that echoes in their ears also begins to change.

“This is my hope waiting for Einzberen! ”

“Don't you dare take it! ”

“Go back!”

“Go back!”

It was the obsession of the magicians of Ainzberen who stayed in the Holy Grail.

“The chalice is mine! ”

“Absolutely not for you! ”

“Die! ”

“Die! ”

That was the madness that the losers of the previous Grail wars left behind in the Grail.

And the voices are still ignored, just walking forward.

Keep walking.

Keep walking.

Only zero hour minis hovering over your head, with a faint glow.

As a result, this road, we don't know how long it took.

That could be a second, maybe a year, a decade, a hundred years or even tens of millions of years.

It wasn't until a moment that the light came forward.

“You did come...”

A sound, into the ear of the square.