The Journey of the Overlord

Seemingly dissatisfied with Goose Night's howl, one of the three heads of the monster looked towards Goose Night, and a sharp shadow blade sliced directly into Goose Night's skull.

Then the moment the shadow blade reached Yan Ye's forehead.

The shadow blade stopped.

The three-headed monster looked at Goose Night and then at the corpse of the Dirty Inkstone scattered on the side, slowly disappearing.

The corpse of the dirty inkstone on the ground, after the monster disappeared, slowly turned into insects that aggregated together and became the dirty inkstone, looking at the place where the monster disappeared and laughed hehehehe.

"Heh heh heh~ It seems that His Excellency the Evil God is dissatisfied with us and came out to vent his anger."

He said looking to the side of the Goose Night who was still rolling and howling on the ground.

"Heh~ Useless thing!"

While speaking, a black beetle appeared on the ground and pounced on it, writhing and gnawing on Goose Night's wound.

"Ah ！！！！ Dirty ink stone! What are you doing!" Wild Goose Night found an insect gnawing at him and shouted.

"Hmph! Doing what? Of course I'm healing your wounds, you loser!" Dirty砚 said with disdain.

"You!" Goose Night stared at Dirty Yanshan.

However, although the insects of Dirty Yan Yangyi were biting Yangyi, they were indeed healing him at the same time, gnawing away Yangyi's flesh and blood on the outside while using magic to heal the wounds on the inside.

Very quickly: The bleeding was stopped and Goose Night stopped struggling, feeling his left shoulder no longer hurt so much, Goose Night stood up with one hand on the ground, sweating and looking at the pile of worms on the ground, the worms gathered for a while and then faded away, leaving only a fresh human arm bone on the ground.

"Dirty inkstone! You! It will be my hand!" Naturally, Goose Night knew that it was his severed left arm, so he glared angrily at Dirty Yangyan.

"Hehehe~ You won't live long after this Holy Grail War anyway, what's the difference between one arm and two arms, you might as well let my worms have a taste." Dirty Yanshu said with a smile.

"You!" Goose Night died waiting for Dirty Yanshan, but couldn't say anything.

"Alright, stop you you you and feel where that Evil God His Excellency is." Dirty Inkstone said to the Goose Night.

"Hmph!" Goose Night grunted and looked at the decree spell on the back of his right hand, perceiving through it that the three-headed monster, no, I should say the Evil God now, was standing spiritually in the center of the magic circle.

"He's spiritized there now." Goose Night pointed at the magic formation and said to Dirty Ink.

"Heh heh heh~ Is that so, that's good, it seems that the Evil God's fire has also subsided a bit, in that case, you can have a good exchange with this Evil God, this Holy Grail War depends on you and this Evil God, heh heh heh~" said Dirty Inkstone with a smile and left the basement.

Yan Ye watched as Dirty Yangyan left the basement, then touched his left shoulder, turned his head to the center of the magic array, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly walked forward.

A Thousand Types of Magic.

It is impossible for all the technology and concepts in the world to be without a trace of malice, and as the absolute evil that bears all the malice in the world, the grace of being able to establish unconditional access to knowledge about the game is why it has been subjected to thousands of "host privileges" and still cannot be simply sealed.

It is this inherent ability that made Aziz Dakaha, the three-headed Demon Dragon, unable to seal the game even when he was about to attack Yandere. The moment he was about to attack Goose Night, he stopped attacking, because he knew his situation, he was now a soul body, that is to say, he had already been killed by Sixteen Nights and others, and was crushed as an absolute evil, but his soul body was summoned by the human he was about to attack, and became an existence like a hero in their world, but he was not a hero.

In this world, if he wanted to exist as a soul body, he had to rely on other creatures to provide magic power, if he killed the human in front of him, he would dissipate because he had no magic power supply, but this was nothing to Aztecaha, would he, as the Absolute Evil, not kill this human because of this? It is impossible to be the Imperial Lord of my Azdakha!

However, the moment Aztecaha absolutely killed Goose Night, he sensed through his ability that behind the curtain of this Yingling War, a powerful malice was attracting him, and it was emanating from the depths of the system of this so-called Holy Grail War, which had an extreme attraction to him.

So the moment the shadow blade was about to cut into the forehead of Goose Night, Az stopped attacking and simply spiritually dissipated.

Chapter 5. The Overlord's Observations

It was already late at night, and in the harbor of Winterwood, the handsome looking long-haired man was standing under the streetlight with his eyes closed and his hands clasped to his chest, each of his shoulders carrying a long spear wrapped in a step and a short spear also wrapped in a step, no one else existed in this area but him, as the place was set up by a magician to dispel idle people, and ordinary people would consciously avoid the place.

Some special people, on the other hand, would be attracted to this place by the wave of magic power emitted by this man with long hair.

Wild Goose Night was currently hiding in the gap between the containers not far from this man, there was no light here, so he could hide safely and observe the situation outside well, meanwhile, the three-headed magic dragon Az? Dakahar was standing behind him in spirit, not saying a word, and if he materialized, Goose Night would have noticed that he was staring at the man standing outside.

Az? Dakaha had never spoken since he was summoned by the Wild Goose Night, because he didn't care to talk to the so-called magicians who summoned him. Eirin is also a representative of the heroes among humans, so it would probably be a little fun to be able to fight them.

And! Because of the power of a thousand kinds of magic, Az? Dakha could clearly perceive that the man outside had an unseen chain of magic that extended from his body to a certain place, and that was where the extreme malice that attracted itself existed, however that place was blocked by something, Az? Dakahar couldn't discover that place, and according to the information that a thousand kinds of magic fed back to him, that should be the so-called Holy Grail, and for the Grail to appear, it would require the English spirits to fight among themselves until the magic was enough for the Grail to appear.

In other words, you need to kill the human spirits one by one, and how exciting it is that you can continue to fight the human spirits in another world after being crushed by Sixteen Nights and the others.

Az? Dakahar Spiritualized stood behind the Wild Goose Night, his six eyes staring together at the man outside, his mouth unconsciously grinning slightly.

Outside of the container, the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked around the corner of the port, where a young blonde girl in a suit and a white-haired woman in a winter suit appeared.

The two of them walked quickly to a stop after being about ten meters away from the man.

"Finally, someone's here! I've been waiting here for a long time, and the only ones responding to me are you!" The man with long hair smiled at the two women who came.

"By the looks of you, you must be the Lancer of this Holy Grail War." The blonde girl stared at the long-haired man and said.

"Exactly! Looking at your fighting spirit, you should be the saber of this Holy Grail War!" The long-haired man smiled at the young girl while taking a stance, holding a long gun in one hand and a short one in the other, lowering his center of gravity.

"Exactly!" The blonde haired girl responded with Rin, while a whirlwind of magic hung from her body, her original suit disappearing into a blue skirt, and outside of the skirt, silvery white armor, her hands clasped in front of her in a virtual grip.

"Ellie, back off more!" By now both sides were in a fighting stance and the blonde girl, also known as SABER, instructed the white-haired woman behind her.

The white-haired woman called Ellie heard Saber's instructions and backed up slightly, but pushed back halfway when she suddenly looked at the long-haired man across from her, aka Lancer, and frowned slightly.

"Charming magic? It's just so rude to a married woman!"

Laughing bitterly at Ellie's words, Lancer shrugged, "I'm so sorry, it's like I've been cursed since I was born, so hate you guys for being women!"

"You don't expect me to show mercy because of your face, do you, Lancer?" saber said to Lancer, scornfully.

"If that's too boring, though, my lord might not be satisfied if I keep talking like that, so let's get started, saber!"

"Ally!" saber called out Ellie's name again.

"saber, I got it! Please bring me victory!" Ally backed up to what she thought was a safe distance and said to Saber.

"Yes! I will!"

Saber looked across at Lancer and smiled.

"That's not a line! I have sworn to serve my lord the Holy Grail! Victory will be mine to take!"

Lancer smiled as he set up his dual guns and charged at Saber.

Saber also slammed his feet on the ground and charged at Lancer.

Choke -.

Lancer's twin spears collided with the invisible sword in front of Saber's body, making an ear-piercing sound.

The invisible sword in Saber's hand constantly fought with Lancer's twin spears, one collision after another, one sonic boom after another, the iron storage box on the warehouse street, just by the swinging aftershocks, was a deep crack, the steel was torn, the earth was shattered, this was the battle between the Yingling.

The two of them were so fast that Ellie's eyes were only a blur, and she could only know the intensity of the battle from the aftershock destruction.

This was just a clash of weapons, what would it have been like if the Yingling's symbolic treasures had been used?