Chapter 338 Anger

At this moment, Fuyuki City is the only five-star hotel, but now it can only be said to be a ruins. The hotel that suffered a terrorist attack has completely turned into ruins.

The huge cloud of dust made a mess all around.

The power in the area was basically cut off, which caused considerable trouble to the surrounding areas.

Fortunately, Emiya Kiritsugu spared his efforts, and there were basically no ordinary casualties in the entire area.

That's because Emiya Kiritsugu had already deceived the entire hotel's users with a feint before blowing up the entire hotel.

Using the fire as a reason to trigger the fire alarm and then evacuate the people, fire is already a very fatal problem for the passengers, so they were desperate for their lives and had already escaped long ago and stayed far away from the hotel, just to eat Mouth full of ashes when the building collapses.

Emiya Kiritsugu also used directional blasting, which did not tilt the entire building but on the original foundation, which could minimize the damage to the public.

But there are still too many eyewitnesses, and the Kamo family needs to eliminate the fact that these people saw a huge thing wrapped in endless dust.

Isayama Norimei had already arrived at the accident scene on a special plane, and his helicopter took him on patrol in the air.

It can be seen quite carefully from the air.

It turns out that the former site of the hotel has been covered by a huge "tent", which was jointly arranged by local personnel deployed by the Kamo family.

All surrounding areas have been cordoned off with police cars. There is currently a very large [tent] on site to cordon off all areas in this area.

At the same time, a large number of cleaning vehicles were dispatched to clean up all the dust and even the explosive garbage on the roadside without hindering traffic.

There are accounts that ordinary people cannot see. It is equivalent to completely separating that area from the real society, saving crucial processing time.

Ordinary gunpowder cannot blow up some of the traps secretly laid out in the magic workshop created by that person, nor can it kill the curse spirits placed against intruders.

It is very likely that it still remains within the barrier.

If there is no account, there is a high probability that those arrangements will escape from the original seal, and the casualties will rise to a very troublesome number.

To be on the safe side, it would be more prudent for Isayama Nomei to handle it himself.

The members of the Kamo family present handled the matter very quickly and controlled the information long before public opinion arose, so there was no out-of-control scene.

Otherwise, there would have been a terrorist attack on a five-star hotel in Fuyuki City, and the news would have been all over the sky.

Isayama Norimei arrived on the ground in a helicopter, and the commanders who were originally controlling the Kamo family at the scene also responded at the same time.

"grown ups."

Isayama Nomei didn't pay too much attention to etiquette and asked him to report the situation quickly.

"How's it going?"

As soon as Isayama Nomei got off the plane, the administrator of the Kawang family who handled this area came up to him.

The Kamo family invested quite a lot of manpower in Fuyuki City this time.

There is no way, the previous active performance of the King of Spells shows that there are basically no Spellsmen in the Spell Masters Association that can stop the heroic spirits. They are strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

As the leader of the Spell Masters Association, Isayama Nomei could only stand in shock.

In this case, it was inevitable to consider the worst answer. The Kamo family invested a lot of family elites and distributed them in various areas of Fuyuki City to form a liaison circle.

Isayama Norimei also used the Tyranids queen at the same time so that everyone could see surveillance from different areas in front of their eyes, that is, in this dual situation.

Emiya Kiritsugu can still find the timing. To carry out a terrorist attack on an entire hotel, that bastard really has no limits at all.

Seeing this scene, Isayama Nomei really wanted to get that bastard Emiya Kiritsugu to be summoned in front of him.

Damn it, this bastard keeps causing trouble every day, right?

Why not wait for the opponent to leave the hotel and drive while sniping, but why do you want to attack in such a densely populated place?

The person wiping his butt now is Isayama Nomei, which makes him quite uncomfortable.

But now that we have come, let’s clean up everything in this area.

Isayama Nomei entered the tent directly and neatly.

The inside of the tent and the outside of the tent have become two worlds.

As mentioned before, the magician turned the entire first floor of the hotel into his own magic factory, which left the area in ruins.

As soon as Isayama Norimei stepped into the station [tent], a thing that looked like a hell dog came running towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Isayama Nomei was not polite and just glared, and the vicious dog immediately turned into fragments of the cursed spirit.

"It turns out that magicians also use magic spirits."

According to the level conversion of the curse spirit, the level of this curse spirit should be around level 2. For ordinary people, it would be an inhumane killing.

Although in Isayama Kenmei's view, all cursed spirits that have not reached level one are dispensable consumables, the advantage lies in their large number. According to the initial report, there should be 90 cursed spirits.

"There are 24 layers of complex barriers, 3 magic furnaces, and 90 evil spirits and ghosts serving as watchdogs."

"There are also countless traps laid out."

However, those who understand will understand. There is definitely a discrepancy between the situation reported and the actual operation. The actual situation will only be more unscrupulous than when they reported it to Kenmei Isayama.

Because there is no barrier to restrain them, the cursed spirits that were originally imprisoned in those areas began to run wild.

So the [tent] also isolates those areas, and all the cursed spirits that have not broken through the barrier are locked in the [tent] and cannot get out.

Kenmei Isayama raised his hand and snapped his fingers cleanly, and the entire tent filled with haunted houses instantly became peaceful.

The previous ghosts were surrounded by ghosts, and now everything has returned to its original state, which is nothing more than a battlefield composed entirely of ruins.

Kenmei Isayama walked for a while and saw a mercury ball floating over there.

He walked over there. He said in a cold tone

"Kenneth-Eromed, don't play tricks."

This guy put his magic formula here, which looks like he is waiting for rescue, yes, and then people will be slaughtered.

"It's the master of the Einzbern family who provoked you, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people."

After a while, the surface of the entire mercury began to ripple.

A rather sharp voice came from inside, and the voice did not hide the anger in the heart, but it was still quite polite.

"Thank you, respected Lord Kamo, I'm very sorry to trouble you tonight."

"I, Kennis-Eromed, really can't swallow this breath."

"Don't attack ordinary people."

After hearing this, Kenmei Isayama also added another sentence to emphasize.

"Although the master of the Einzbern family blew up the entire hotel, there were zero casualties to ordinary people."

"I hope you don't fight in the civilian area when you fight."

"I know, I will comply."

The entire huge mercury trembled for a moment, and a magic circle appeared directly on the ground, and the mercury slowly melted into the magic circle.

This master should have gone to settle accounts with the Einzbern family.

After working so hard to build such a perfect magic workshop, he just wanted to compete with the other magician in various secret arts.

But who would have thought that the other party would build it without martial ethics, and the magic workshop would be completely overturned in one go.

The British nobleman might have been furious.

Isayama Kenmei still needs to use psychic magic to deal with all these ruins at once and carry out complete landfill treatment.

At this moment, each pillar of the large underground drainage facilities and pipelines in Fuyuki City is ten stories high and about three meters wide. During the rainy season, the ground water of the entire city will come here.

But now, since it is not the rainy season, the ground of the underground drainage facilities is just a little damp, and there is not much water, so it is a perfect hiding place.

But the area that few people have set foot in has now become a hell on earth. There are already 10 demons on the field, symbolizing the fallen posture, nailed to the wall.

The most terrifying thing is that the internal organs of these guys have been emptied, and the flowing blood has dyed everything around red, and there are several iron buckets below to collect the blood.

A red-haired young man in ordinary clothes was humming a song. In this terrifying atmosphere, he actually looked like he was enjoying it.

"Another full bucket, hehe."

"No, your fingers have to be like this."

The young man saw that the thumb of a person who had just been nailed to the wall by him was bent, so he kindly nailed a nail to bend his thumb correctly.

"When the master comes back, he will be very happy."

It sounds like this guy is the murderer who caused everything here.

And when he staggered and carried the full iron bucket over there, he saw that the whole pool was covered with some unknown creatures.

Like tentacles running out of the devil world, these tentacles have sharp barbs and are still wriggling, which looks quite terrifying.

This seems to be some kind of very evil performance art, rather than some strange ritual under the simple conditions.

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head and saw a tall man walking over.

It was the magician who proposed to Sabar before, but his face was full of gloom.

"Master, you are back."

The heroic spirit returned to his magic workshop without saying a word. It was obvious that the suppressed anger in his heart had long been unable to be communicated.

He stepped forward, stretched out his huge hand and crushed the head of the man who was still breathing in front of him in a very neat and tidy manner.

The sound of the crushing was quite crisp, just like a watermelon falling directly on the ground, and the feeling of breaking it into several pieces was simply unstoppable.

"Why is this happening, Master."

The young man suddenly felt that he was quite wasteful and his tone was very distressed.

After all, these things in front of him were built with great difficulty by him, but this master tore the sacrifices he had prepared with great effort into pieces in an instant.

It can be seen that this guy with big eyes is far less graceful than he was in front of Sabar. His graceful appearance just now was just an act. In fact, his anger was about to overflow.

There were splattered blood marks all around. There were also traces of white skulls, and a big round eyeball rolled to a distance not far away.

"Damn God, you still see the soul of the prisoner Jeanne."

When Guilford thought of the scene just now, he was still furious, and the hatred could not be suppressed. This made him so angry that he accidentally killed a sacrifice.

These sacrifices should have been used as sacrifices to summon the treasure, how could they be wasted like this.

But the anger in the heart of this heroic spirit was hard to suppress.

On the day when Jeanne was burned to death, his heart also died with him. There was only revenge on God in his heart.

Unexpectedly, God not only took Jeanne's life but also cleared all her original memories. She didn't even remember herself who was always by her side. Everything she had was taken away by God.

"Ryunosuke, we must let the world know that the so-called God is nothing more than a stupid belief."

"No matter what kind of evil deeds we do, there will be no life to punish us.

"From tomorrow, the number of sacrifices will double. "

The big eyeballs were full of bloodshot, his face was very ferocious, and his voice sounded like cutting glass with a knife, which sounded very uncomfortable.

The situation that Jianshan Xianmei didn't want to face still happened, because the basic strength of these heroes who were summoned was at the level of special-grade cursed spirits.

And if heroes of this level attack ordinary people, they can only be said to be fish on the chopping board and can only be taken at will.

These guys have lured quite a lot of ordinary people to serve as sacrifices.

But paper can't cover the fire after all. A large number of missing persons have already started to report the case.

If they had not considered the fate of the Berserker who was severely punished by the Spellcaster Association, their behavior would have been even more unscrupulous than before.

After all, the Master who summoned the Heroic Spirit was a murderer who had committed many murders. He accidentally found a magician's notebook that recorded the Holy Grail War, and then summoned the Heroic Spirit according to the notebook.

"Master, I think you are much cooler than any god."

Tosaka Tokito really needs to learn from him. This guy calmed down his furious Heroic Spirit with just one sentence.

The big eyeball was no longer angry and began to laugh.

"We must be a hundred times more cruel than before, and pile up the sacrifices that blaspheme the gods until the high god sees us.

"Let them really regret it!"