Chapter 364

A big shot sighed with a cold breath.

It was defeated as soon as it appeared, and it was captured by the Holy Spirit's servant with one hand; he couldn't help but underestimate it.

Now it seemed that the Holy Spirit's thought that suppressed all gods was too awesome.

And the one who killed the Holy Spirit's thought...

Hiss——!

Gasped again.

Afterward, the big shots looked at each other, feeling that the other party was taking the opportunity to take an extra share, and fortunately, they thought the same.

Damn.

There was no safety in this era, right?

"Fine, there's less than twenty milligrams in total here, so don't even think about conceptual immortality; think about how to divide it?"

Eisen was much calmer.

As that person's positioning got higher, the six of them felt more at ease instead.

This showed that this matter must be known to that person, and since he didn't wipe them or even the Federation out with a finger, it meant it was fine.

Since it was fine, it meant they had a backer.

Then was that mere Fountain of Youth even a thing?

Maybe even that 【Doctor】 could rub it out casually.

"How come it feels like you guys don't care much?"

"Tch, hugged a big thigh, right?"

The big shots also figured this out, their hearts sour, speaking sarcastically, and the boat of friendship said it would capsize if it wanted to.

"Whatever, anyway, near-gods are blocked by our six families; it wouldn't be too much to eat alone, we want half."

Eisen said calmly.

"Half?!! You're not afraid of choking to death?"

Others almost screamed, furious.

"Why don't you go? As long as you can block those few otherworldly barbarians, we have no opinion if you take it all."

Just kidding.

Behind them was that... *cough cough*, a clone, anyway, who were they afraid of?

Bringing you guys to play was because controlling the Federation to scrape resources still relied on you.

Silence.

A long time passed.

A big shot looked gloomily at a blonde, blue-eyed little transparent person.

"Spencer, you say something; isn't your niece in Japan also in contact with that person recently?"

"Ah? My niece?"

The tall, thin man smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "My mixed-race niece in Japan just happened to bump into that person and had a meal together as an apology."

How long ago was that.

It was when the Sky Curtain first came out.

The next moment.

He saw the trendsetter present, the Eisen head whose status was clearly different, raising his glass toward this side.

"Mr. Spencer, since that's the case, you can also have an extra share as our respect for that person."

"No, Eriri and that person really have no relationship."

Spencer said hurriedly.

He was just a marginal little transparent person in this room representing the Federation's highest decision-making level.

If it weren't for his relatives in the UK having some status, he wouldn't be qualified to come in at all, so how would he dare to get involved in this kind of thing?

Eisen smiled and said nothing.

Doesn't matter.

Anyway, whether it's useful or not doesn't cost this share.

"Wait, this is a temple foundation stone, right?"

Suddenly.

A big shot looked at the pure white stone.

Although the color was different, it should be the same nature as the weapon held by that Greek hero, right?

And maybe even a higher grade?

Then could it be used as a catalyst to summon that Heroic Spirit?

They definitely couldn't, but what about that returned traveler named Natsuki Subaru?

211. The prologue of a great era!

Hiss hiss~~

Thinking of this possibility, even the big shots who had started incubating Type 4 super experimental subjects all gasped in unison.

This was a Heroic Spirit.

And it was the Greek hero Heracles who ran rampant in the Sky Curtain like a great demon god.

You have to know that in mythology, this guy successfully lifted the throne of god and ascended to the high heaven.

The war between him and Saber in the Sky Curtain, which was like a mythological epic, was still fresh in their minds; it was simply not something these near-gods in the present world could compare to.

Even if he descended as a Servant with only a normal Spirit Foundation, he was equivalent to a near-god at the limit of the Fifth Rank.

But the essence of a Heroic Spirit was god-like, with a qualitative chasm from mortal things.

If I successfully summon this one, those five near-gods are nothing; even a dozen more wouldn't be enough for Uncle B to beat with one hand.

Placed in the current era of changing winds and clouds, he was also a powerhouse capable of suppressing a country's luck, enough to settle all dissatisfaction.

The big shots' breathing became rapid, their gazes burning.

"Immediately contact that returnee; career, love, magic resources, let him ask for whatever he wants, hint to him that we have a catalyst here sufficient for him to meet that Greek hero."

The Lei Sidun head's gaze was bright.

The first three didn't count for much, and other countries could offer them, but a catalyst sufficient to summon a great hero...

The present world wasn't the Heroic Spirit history line; the great hero Heracles was just a mythological legend, and there was no such existence in the history of the present world.

As long as they wanted to summon the great hero, who else could take out a catalyst besides them?

Or a supreme treasure like a temple foundation stone that could clash with an A++ Noble Phantasm?

The others were also full of confidence, clinking glasses to celebrate in advance.

Some gazes even flickered, already starting to calculate the possibility of usurping the Master's authority.

Suddenly.

A communication request came in.

Anyone who dared to disturb at this time must be a major event.

The big shots immediately tidied their clothes and restored the elegant posture of nobles before agreeing to connect; a hook-nosed man in military uniform appeared on the big screen.

"Eston, what's the matter, speak quickly."

People are in high spirits when happy events occur; this wave could be said to be full of gains, Lei Sidun shook his wine glass, with the demeanor of a great noble who wouldn't change color even if Mount Tai collapsed.

Eston could be considered his confidant.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the general person in charge of the FBI in Japan in this era.

(Don't ask me why the FBI, which is clearly responsible for domestic affairs in the United States, is in Japan.

Actually, I don't know; TV shows and movies in Japan and the United States all think so, it's a special national condition.)

Forget it.

Let's give him a spot for the Fountain of Youth.

He still had this authority...

"Lord Lei Sidun, Lord Eisen..."

Watching the big shots in the laboratory clearly in a good mood, Eston also smiled: "I have some good news here too."

That Sky Curtain Master named Natsuki Subaru, didn't he travel through time before?

This incident has already returned, and...