Chapter 755

"You guy... the people you care about are all dead, right?"

Gojo Satoru complained.

Kakashi looked at him indifferently without speaking.

The air was very quiet.

A melodious wind blew, making the green leaves of spring rustle.

"... Sorry."

The blindfolded man Gojo Satoru knelt on both knees and bowed his head.

Looking at him kneeling, Kakashi waved his hand lazily: "It's okay... it's all in the past."

Very dangerous~~

Gojo Satoru silently raised the danger rating of the man in front of him in his heart.

After all, people who have nothing and have lost everything will either lie flat and rot, or try to do something.

Even ordinary people might make guns and shoot a former prime minister with two shots.

Although many of these people from other worlds have contributed to Earth, they are ultimately too strong, and various countries are not at ease.

To put it bluntly, he is essentially a monitor for several powerhouses from the ninja world like Jiraiya and Kakashi.

However...

Gojo Satoru stood up naturally and patted off the dust: "Really not going? You know, magecraft can even pull down Heroic Spirits; pulling up a few souls is just a matter of blowing a breath.

Maybe you can find them and chat, ask them if they are doing well down there? Say a proper goodbye."

"It's going to be a big decisive battle!!!"

Reality.

Tokyo, Shimokitazawa.

On the streets where there were cries of parents and children everywhere.

Thinking of something, the girl with the side ponytail, Nijika Ijichi, shuddered.

Even in the early-to-mid stages, terrifying existences like the seven-headed, ten-horned dragon appeared, almost causing the world to be destroyed.

She didn't even dare to think about how exaggerated the final battle would be.

Terrifying existences like Heroic Spirits, which go against common sense and logic, have been constantly overturning people's perception of them.

The scale of this Holy Grail War is too over-the-top.

"Hahaha, I feel like the Japanese archipelago will be finished that night."

Roadside.

A young demi-human with green scales covering his face and a forked tongue laughed.

Someone immediately objected: "Not necessarily, not necessarily. Abigail just has too strong an immortality; the Servants will instead return to basics, becoming simpler and more capable. I guess the scale of the battle won't be too big."

"Not bad, don't forget, the Emperor has that heaven-defying Reality Marble. Strictly speaking, in a one-on-one duel, who can beat the Emperor?"

An Arab brother waved his fist excitedly.

The person next to him couldn't help but complain: "God, what kind of one-on-one is that? The other side is one person fighting the Emperor's tens of thousands of Heroic Spirit army, right? That's too much of a cheat."

And those Servants, there are a bunch who are stronger than the Emperor.

"If it's not cheating, can it still be called EX-rank?"

Another British man in a plaid skirt sneered: "Useless. Facing Saber's Avalon, any attack is a defeat."

"Hehe, I admit the absoluteness of Avalon, but how many times can Saber use it? Once and she'll be drained, right? Our Emperor's Noble Phantasm isn't the type that threatens humanity. Can a normal Excalibur beat our several transcendent Servants, hundreds of top Servants, and an army of tens of thousands of Servants? You should know, once mages join forces to perform a Great Magecraft, it's a qualitative change."

The Arab brother didn't pretend anymore, looking like "I have tens of thousands of people surrounding you, I'm awesome."

With top Servants as the sword tip, thousands of meat-shield Servants staring, countless elite soldiers attacking, and one after another Age of Gods Great Mages joining forces to perform forbidden-level Age of Gods Great Magecraft to cancel out the opponent.

Can't think of any way to lose.

Even if it's Brother Luo Shu, after all, his parameters are too poor; he might not be surrounded and exhausted to death.

"Hehe~~"

The British brother crossed his arms: "Oh? If I remember correctly, the Emperor can't support the Reality Marble for long either, right?"

He spread his hands helplessly and looked down: "After all, your Emperor's Master is only third-rate as a mage. I can already see the Emperor's death."

"Damn, that's Kaito Kuroba's waste; what does it have to do with the Emperor? Do you want to fight?"

The Arab tycoon rolled up his sleeves, brilliant electric arcs exploded, and his powerful muscles increased a thousandfold.

Showing extremely high attainments in reinforcement magecraft.

"Fight then, will my Great Britain be afraid of you?"

The British brother glared, and without even chanting, blazing fireballs the size of human heads appeared in a ring behind him, distorting the air.

The terrifying magic power fluctuation was already approaching B-rank.

Suddenly.

A man dressed as an otaku blocked the middle: "Don't fight, don't fight, calm down."

Beside him.

Hitori Gotoh, who was anxious to intervene but had social anxiety, felt relieved in her heart.

There are still good people...

"Hehe~"

The Arab handsome guy took out a large stack of banknotes and scattered them into the crowd, turned back and smiled lightly: "What are you afraid of? I have plenty of money to pay."

The British handsome guy snorted coldly: "That's good. It just so happens that my relative is the famous Spencer, so I'm not afraid of you blackmailing me."

The next moment.

This otaku brother smiled proudly, unzipped his hoodie, revealing the signature smile of the golden-haired guy on his T-shirt: "What I mean is, in front of the King of Kings, any Emperor or King is blind."

Everyone:???

Holy crap, so you weren't trying to stop the fight, you were trying to light the fire, right?

Instantly.

A world-shaking battle broke out.

The crowd instantly swept away the banknotes and quickly retreated, one by one skillfully taking out melon seeds, cola, and popcorn, eating and watching, excitedly eating melons.

"Holy crap, is this British guy really a B-rank mage? Looks like he'll be promoted to A soon. Damn, even now, an A-rank mage is considered mid-to-high level in the Magecraft Association."

"A genius, another genius, er... a thirty-year-old genius uncle?"

"Hiss~, that Arab muscular man isn't bad either; he should be following the path of spear arts, every punch and kick is like a spear thrust."

"Quack~, not good, that dead otaku actually learned Brother Luo Shu's Baji Quan. Holy crap, spiral force, remote force, bone-piercing force, he knows them all; this is going to be bad."

"The British brother is going to lose. Although his Skyfire Fall has extremely high intensity and is a threat to Third Rank masters, the speed is too slow. For a master of physical arts, it's like a snail. Hiss, what is he going to do? This chant... damn, this guy is going to level this block."

"Quack~, it's a large-scale magecraft, everyone retreat quickly."

"Being able to see this kind of high-end battle in reality, it's worth it even if I die."

Damn, what bloodthirsty audience~~

A corner of the street.

Kaito Kuroba, who was listening with black lines on his face, walked out, slapped the British brother's spellcasting, kicked each of them like cannonballs, smashing them into the building, before taking out his ID and snorting coldly.

"I am Kaito Kuroba of the Magecraft Association's Execution Division. You are involved in multiple serious crimes such as abuse of magecraft and destruction of public property. Now come with me."

The onlookers: God, what serious crimes? You are definitely retaliating, right?

Nowadays, in this world that has become fully transcendent, is fighting and brawling even a thing?

When one harbors a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises.

Who doesn't have some magecraft cultivation in this era? C-rank is now only considered entry-level, B-rank is considered to have left the grassroots, and A-rank has entered the mid-to-high level.

And above A+, the super A-rank powerhouses who have entered the Fourth Rank are the top level of major forces.

Even now, between super A-rank and near-gods (Fifth Rank limit), there are two stages of division: Town-State (Fourth Rank limit) and Natural Disaster (Fifth Rank).

A few mages equivalent to B-rank fighting is nothing; if no one dies, it's not a big deal.

Cough cough.

But Sky Curtain Master Kaito Kuroba...

People quickly looked up at the sky and scattered in all directions.

"Eh, I almost forgot, I haven't collected my laundry yet."

"My grandma is giving birth, I'll go first."