King's Landing Second Element

"Don't you think it's worth the money to be able to use such a humble and ugly thing to get through the door of the'Cup of Heaven'?"

The middle-aged Jiantong dirty inkstone had a sick smile.

"Does the door opened with this kind of thing really won't deteriorate? I doubt that the Great Holy Grail summoned will also become a bug."

Orange expressed his disgust with a cold joke.

"For me, even if the'cup of the sky' is a bug, I will accept it with satisfaction, as long as I can continue to live, truly immortal, and there is nothing I can't abandon."

"I can fully understand the feelings of the Patriarch, because the Cangqi family used to have a presence like you. She is my grandfather."

Both of them are out-and-out old monsters, who have lost their humanity because they have lived for too long. This is what Orange didn't say.

"Jiejie, as far as I know, your grandfather was killed by your own hands, right?"

"It's a pity, although I really want to do this."

Shrugging, Orange turned his back, took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his coat, and stuck a cigarette in his mouth to light it.

"That's really a pity. If some people don't kill them with their own hands, they won't be scorned even if they die."

Jian Tong dirty inkstone said inexplicable words.

"Okay, then it's almost time to light the gunpowder and start the final celebration."

He stretched out his left hand, and on it, there was still an engraving that had been used twice.

"Order as the Master, the Red Camp, the Heroic Archer, complete your final mission, turn into magic, and join the Holy Grail."

This is the last sacrifice and the key to activate the'key'.The engraving finally disappeared completely after flashing, and a slender figure with white hair and red clothes appeared beside the dirty inkstone of Ma Tong.

He has dark skin, leopard-like vigorous posture, and sharp sword-like eyes took a deep look at the Tongzang inkstone.

"Have you completely forgotten your original intention?"

The white-haired heroic said lightly, and then he jumped, turned into a red light and shadow, and jumped into the sea of ​​insects.

"The original intention...?"

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone looked at the red shadow engulfed by the sea of ​​worms, his expression a little lost.

boom!!!

At this moment, a crimson beam of light rose into the sky, the source of which was the magic circle below.

The boy who was lying on the ground automatically flew up. I don’t know when, he has stopped roaring, as if he has lost his soul, his eyes are hollow, and the power of the magic circle is getting stronger and stronger, no matter if it is orange or Matsumoto. Dirty inkstone, even the entire Winterwood City could feel the oppressive and huge sense of suffocation at this moment.

"Is it finally going to succeed!"

The brief absence was completely awakened, and the faint memories in his mind were completely thrown away.

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone opened his hands towards the sky, his face was full of excitement and obsession.

"At this moment, I have been waiting for a long time! Come on! The Holy Grail! Accept the sacrifice I prepared! Follow my call and come here!"

As he shouted, the eyes of the lost soul suddenly bulged out, and his bloodshot pupils stared at the dirty inkstone below. His face was extremely distorted. Although he could not make a sound, it came from his mouth. Type can read a short sentence.

"Old monster!You must die.The soul that occupies the young man's body left behind the last curse of malice, which was finally crushed by that huge power.

He once had a well-known name in the magic world, "Ghost Hand". As for his real name, how many people will remember?

"Well!"

The disappearance of the alien soul finally awakened the boy trapped deep in his consciousness.

The tearing pain made him groan, his face pale as paper, and his soul weak, like a candle in the wind.

"Master, grandpa...?"

The young man named Shiro Weimiya looked down in confusion and despair. Why on earth?

"Don't worry, Shilang. Soon, you will be reunited with your dead father, who is waiting for you in heaven."

This is the final farewell of Jian Tongzang Yan. As long as the young man's soul is annihilated, then his plan will be successful. As long as the evil soul that has fallen into the Holy Grail settles in that body, he can realize his wish of immortality.

However, he overlooked one point, no matter which heroic spirit is not to be underestimated.

In the sea of ​​worms below, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out. The white light turned into a beam of light. After a thousandths of a second, it pierced the boy's body. With a scream, the boy fainted with pain. The body was also taken out of the magic circle due to the huge impact. All this happened so quickly that even the old fox who had lived for hundreds of years was caught off guard.....

Chapter 0258: The Holy Grail

The sudden change caught Jian Tong's dirty inkstone off guard. He watched as the'key' was sent out of the magic circle and fell into the distance. As soon as the young man as a container and node left the magic circle, the huge magic power instantly rioted.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the entire underground drainage channel and the bank of Weiyuanchuan River began to shake violently.

Jian Tong's dirty ink face changed wildly. After preparing for ten years of rituals, he must not be destroyed in any way, otherwise everything will fall short. He has already bet on all of his own. If this fails, his rotten soul will simply Support will not be available next time.

"Damn heroic spirit!"

He didn't expect that the white-haired heroic spirit would destroy his good deeds on his deathbed!This anger of falling from the clouds made Jian Tong Yan almost crazy!That heroic spirit had turned into magic power and injected it into the magic circle, even if he wanted revenge, it was too late.

So now I can only remedy it as soon as possible. There is no other way. The "container" must be returned to the magic circle in the shortest time. Once the magic is completely out of control, then even the gods may not be able to recover.

However, as soon as Jiantong's dirty inkstone moved, his body suddenly looked like a machine without a battery.

"Wha—"

The biting coldness rose from the heels and directed towards the soul, and Jian Tong's dirty inkstone suddenly understood something.

With all his strength, he turned his head hard and looked at the orange-haired woman behind him.

The orange woman had a low face and couldn't see the change in her expression. At this moment, she was muffling the clouds and fog to herself, as if she didn't see the abnormality of the dirty inkstone.

"Heh, hehe! It's really blue, the Cangqi family has a wicked daughter."

"Don't say that, Patriarch Ma Tong, I'm just learning from you."

With a spit of breath, Orange finally raised his head.

"Playing the famous'ghost hand' in the magic world between the palms of the hand, this method and wisdom, I admire this junior very much. Sure enough, he is a man who has lived for hundreds of years. In this respect, I am afraid that my grandfather It's not comparable."

"Really? To be able to compare with the old Patriarch Cangqi, I can't say that I haven't lived in vain for these years."

I don’t know if he has accepted his fate or for other reasons. Jian Tong’s dirty inkstone has calmed down his initial anger. He just stared at the orange with those cold eyes, like a monster crawling out of the dark, which makes people feel Palpitations.