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However, Chedi saw the strategy of Qi Li at the holy grail ceremony tonight and found that he was fundamentally wrong.

Qi Li's preparation for using the Dongmu Citizen's Hall as an altar is too imperfect. This fragile fortress is inherently inadequate as a fortress of magic. He did not take any defensive measures. Even if time is tight, at least simple traps and barriers should be installed. Besides, if it is really too late to prepare, how could it be possible to call other Servants to come to a decisive battle? For a hundred steps, even if he really knows nothing about magic as a means of defense, then why would he choose the most unsuitable defensive location among the four spirits?

Thinking of this, Qi Si can only think that-for Yanfeng Qili, the advent of the Holy Grail is secondary. The man chose the Dongmu Civic Hall simply because it was the least likely to be ambushed here. Rather than successfully bringing the Holy Grail, he hopes to gain a favorable lead in the final battle with the Master.

The purpose of Yanfeng Qili is not the Holy Grail, but the realization of bloodshed in the process. The reason can neither be explored nor need to be explored. It suffices to understand who the agent’s goal is.

Cut he slowly took Thompson·Contender's gun grip, and the finger touched the solid walnut touch, thinking about the man's face he had only seen in the photos.

Now even thinking about where he was and Yan Feng Qili had a relationship, it was just an empty attempt. Qi Si's life is not so comfortable that he can never assert that he has no enemies. The outsider who broke into the Holy Grail war simply because of his personal grievances against Chedi-can only rule out that possibility for probabilistic reasons. Although an outsider survived to the end of the Holy Grail War and directed a farce that disrupted the direction of the holy grail's belonging, this possibility is extremely small, but the reality is in front of him, and Qi Si has to accept it as a fact.

Wei Gong cut heir never sought truth and answer to things. For him, it is only the "condition" that is worthy of concern.

He just vowed to save more people in his heart. There is no distinction between high and low for the life saved. The balance of sacrifice and relief has nothing to do with the reason and the situation. This is how he survives. He would never be stupid enough to inquire about the meaning of his actions.

So-there is no fear or crisis in Qi Si's heart for Yan Feng Qili.

From knowing what his purpose was, the man was reduced to a simple obstacle hindering the advancement of cut heir. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as you are sure that you must challenge it, then it is no longer an object of affection. There is no fear, no hatred, neither contempt nor tenderness, only consideration is to rule out the matter. That is the only function given to himself as a killing machine by Cut Si.

What can be called the main part of Dongmu Civic Hall is a large concert hall covering the first to third floors. Qi Li placed the body of the dead man on the stage where all the decoration was completed and only the first performance was waiting.

Inside its soft abdominal cavity, there is a clear sense of foreign body. Probably the holy grail mixed with organs is returning to its original appearance. Although Qi Li can now cut the abdominal cavity and remove it, he is not in a hurry. As long as a Servant's soul is recovered, the exterior should automatically collapse to reveal the Holy Grail. You just have to wait.

Archer confronts Rider on the bridge, and Berserker stops Saber in the underground parking lot. Everything went smoothly. Now no one disturbs Qi Li.

He left the concert hall and came to the corridor. Suddenly, the black smoke filled the air. The point of fire should be the underground battlefield. From the depth of smell, the fire seems to have spread to all parts of the building. However, all external communication lines including the fire alarm have been cut off, and as long as the flame does not spill out of the building, it will not be noticed by nearby residents.

The mood became more and more intense every step of the way, and the sentiment of the blessing could not help but blurt out.

——The Lord awakened my soul, please guide me on the right path with the help of God. Even if I walk in the valley of death, I am not afraid of the devil, because God is with me--

He is here. Now he must meet him.

The Wei Palace cut heir is nearby. Just as Qi Li longed for his arrival, he was also following Qi Li.

The flames have dispelled the darkness, dancing and dancing around the corridor. He stroked Qi Li's cheek hotly, but he didn't care. The blood tumbled in his heart was hotter than the flame.

Qi Li felt the blessing for the first time now. Never cared for his own **** in his life, and finally gave him inspiration.

What he is after is the expression of hatred, the joy of battle.

——Your rod and whip comforted me. You have banqueted for me in front of my enemies, put oil on my head, the overflowing cup of blessing will surely accompany me forever—

The tongue of fire ran up the ceiling along the wall and turned into a signpost leading to purgatory, inviting two men.

They moved forward silently, advancing arrogantly, without hesitation towards the duel field.

As a result, they met on the basement level-a large prop warehouse just below the stage.

On the other side of the billowing black smoke, Wei Gongqi saw a slender figure wearing a vest.

On the other side of the steam, Yan Feng Qili saw the black coat of her rival.

The light of the black key held in his hand reflected the light of the body of the magic gun.

Both sensed the intent to kill, and both had already realized the blaze.

Then, there is no need to communicate words.

The two finally looked at each other with their own eyes, and they understood a conclusion at the same time.

Seven Masters. Seven Servant. Those are just so-called "conditions".

For Wei Gong, heir, this war is-

For Yanfeng Qili, the entire battlefield of Dongmu City is-

Everything is there to knock down the enemy in front of you.

In the blazing flames, Jian Feng was leaping.

Three left, three right, the agent pulled out a total of six black keys and drove up.

The sight of the Assassin's Gun aimed at the shadow approaching by the wind.

At this time and here, the final duel opened silently-

I saw a wave of rocks walking away from Sha Fei, and the "king's army" rushed over with the earth-shattering momentum.

Despite the current enemy, the heroic king Gilgamesh still has no fear.

The bright red eyes looking directly at this spectacular scene are full of joy. This is understandable only by the king who has enjoyed the glory of the world, and it is beyond common sense.

In fact, Archer was secretly happy.

Called to this time and space, but just repeating this farce called war every day. Long tired of it, he finally met the "opponent" he recognized.

That Rider's challenge deserves his full efforts. ,, ..

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