Chapter 167

However...

If he could get the Holy Grail, then longevity... no, eternal life would be a piece of cake!

"We should send more people to Japan."

Another big shot stood up, his face cold; it was Gaul's former richest man, Bernard.

"Seconded."

"I also seconded."

One after another, voices appeared, solemn and fanatical.

Even for these people in high positions, the Command Spell is an incomparably precious treasure, capable of overturning the world's livelihood and order, and capable of forming an unprecedented pattern that crushes everything.

Capable of setting off a wave of an era, something even more shocking than the Second Industrial Revolution.

Absolutely cannot fall behind others.

Otherwise, it would be like Spain, known as the empire on which the sun never sets.

Dying on the beach under the beating of the waves, becoming a weak little country despised by others.

Tsk.

How miserable.

Of course, these capital crocodiles also knew how ridiculous it was to pin their hopes on Macron.

If the Command Spell passed through Macron's hands first, it would almost be like a meat bun hitting a dog, never to return; if he had it, he would definitely use it first, and then make trouble later; what's the difference from incompetent rage?

Expecting the private armed forces he mastered to be able to beat a Heroic Spirit.

Ridiculous, a Heroic Spirit can destroy a regiment with a casual sword light or blade energy.

For this kind of critical matter, one still has to rely on the loyal dead soldiers under one's own hands.

Of course, using force is impossible; Masters are incredible existences.

If they were like that little girl Yukino in the Sky Curtain, and the danger you brought just happened to stimulate her to summon a Heroic Spirit, you would be scattered on the spot, eggs shaken into yellow, earthworms split vertically.

Hiss~~.

Thinking of eating shark fin and singing, a Heroic Spirit standing in front of you with a knife.

The big shots gasped in horror.

Hmm, soft approach, soft approach.

Must use a soft approach.

Regardless of whether they can get the Command Spell, they must never offend them.

At the same time, all over the world, one after another, meticulous plans began to operate.

The number of "tourists" from various countries to Japan surged, not lacking monsters, vampires, etc.

The parents of the major Masters suddenly found that their efforts were appreciated by their superiors, bonuses, promotions, travel vouchers, and even won a one-billion-yen grand prize.

Very absurd, but also not absurd.

The appearance of the Command Spell is completely different from the past; if the parallel world cannot interfere with the real world, then what happened in the parallel world is just a movie, although it looks very moving and blood-boiling...

But the actual meaning is zero.

And once the Command Spell really summons a Heroic Spirit...

That would be terrifying.

It is equivalent to breaking the dimensional wall, letting various things from the parallel world shine into reality.

Damn, even the True Ancestors would tremble, all the big monsters would stand up, and various otherworldly creatures running in from the Pacific black cavity wouldn't dare to be blatant.

Even if they have powerful combat strength, what of it?

Even the biggest monster that ran out—the Pacific Ghost God—was slashed by the Heroic Spirit Merlin.

Their strength is definitely not comparable to the Ghost God, and encountering other Heroic Spirits is also a dead end.

A few days passed in a flash.

During this time, the Masters with Command Spells improved extremely quickly.

They hunted countless man-eating evil demons ravaging Chiba City, and even demons with numbers in their eyes were conquered by several.

Click!

"The weakness is already the back of the neck, and Yang attribute power."

Yukino projected Kanshou and Bakuya, slashed off the heads of two demons with one sword, and put the sword away indifferently.

Now she has a very high improvement in both physical fitness and projection quality.

Not far away.

Swish!

Hideyoshi used a storm combo, tearing the demon apart with flowing sword skills.

"Tear it into pieces, and you can also kill it!"

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

It seems that influenced by Sasaki Kojiro, her speed of learning sword skills progressed by leaps and bounds.

Especially the skill of slashing countless swords in an instant; the closer she got to Tsubame Gaeshi, the faster she learned.

"My friend Kinoshita Hideyoshi has the posture of a Sword Saint."

Kurumi chuckled, and in an instant, countless clones gathered back to the main body; having experienced life-and-death struggles and hunting evil things like demons, her temperament had now settled down, and she was calm when encountering many things.

These clones were a kind of Magecraft she mastered after obtaining the Command Spell.

Rather than saying she is a Mage now, she is more like a mimetic Servant.

At night, she could always dream of the mysterious woman Haruno with a dashing smile.

She couldn't tell if that was the Haruno of the Fourth Holy Grail War or something else, but thanks to the "credit" of the parallel world's Haruno, she became stronger, and even mastered the time-based Magecraft, Time Alter.

"Sigh, I've asked for so long and still no news of Subaru."

Kazuma was a bit melancholy, wiping the blood off his special small knife; on that night, he reported Subaru's disappearance to the official, and soon someone came to the door.

He also took the opportunity to join the Master Mutual Aid Society, and his combat strength improved by leaps and bounds.

He even killed a Lower Moon demon.

Subaru, Subaru...

Where on earth did you go?

"The grotesques in urban legends are not quite the same as those man-eating demons."

At the other end of the city, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked calmly at the corpse of the Kuchisake-onna on the ground slowly dissipating.

These past few days, he had been running around, slashing many obstructive evil demons, and there was only one evil demon with the number 【Upper Moon Two】 in its eyes that he couldn't beat, taking out various modern weapons to bomb it and forcibly running away.

Finally, he almost touched the demon king's base, and that heart-palpitating cold aura made him run away from his heart.

Monsters you aren't sure about, you can't fight!

However, what's strange is that the powerful aura subsequently seemed to be frightened, changing places from time to time, hmm... impossible, that aura is so strong.

Afterwards, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka figured out the difference between evil spirits, demons, and urban legend grotesques.

Demons eating humans stems from physiological needs, evil spirits killing humans stems from hatred for the living, and urban legends are more like mechanized aggregates of resentment.

If you are lucky, they don't do much harm to ordinary people.

However, it is a pity that no matter which kind, they cannot become things he can use.

As for cooperating with the Demon King?

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka wasn't stupid enough to do that; if he really did that, it would be equivalent to becoming a public enemy of humanity.

"Magecraft training has reached a bottleneck, I can only wait for the Sky Curtain to open again."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka muttered to himself, looking up at the sky, his eyes suddenly flashing with a trace of surprise.

That dim Sky Curtain covering the northern and southern hemispheres...

Gradually lit up with brilliance.

"Is it about to start?"

100. Civil War Phantom Saber, blackened and invincible!

Earth, all over the world.

At this moment, those eating, reading, playing on the side of the road, many people looked up in unison, instantly shocked.

"Holy crap, the Sky Curtain moved!"