Qin Shi Big Boss

Chapter 203 Moon Spirit
If it is said that the curse accumulated on the black mud will sting when you look at it, then the current "Matou Zouken" can feel uncomfortable because of his existence without even looking at it.

Extremely strong curses poured out of him, froze into blocks, and gathered in the air.

Mere existence dyed the surrounding air an ominous color.

"First, Emiya Kiritsugu, you have to understand something."

Ying Zheng's expression became serious, and while speaking, he slightly stretched out his right hand to Jiantong Zouyan: "Among the people present, you are not the only one who once had the dream of 'companion of justice'."

Accompanied by his whispers, the silver-gray medulla flame lit up from the fingertips of the five fingers of his right hand, and the gray lines, like cobwebs and metal twists and turns, scattered forward from his fingertips, swiftly moving in the void. crawling.

It seemed to understand something. The "Matou Zouyan" who was lying on the ground jumped up in an instant, and it was not the unique footsteps that humans can use to run towards the black mud several meters away.

But the ground around it rumbled weakly, and the ground under its feet suddenly collapsed into a big pit, and it stumbled when it was not careful.

During the time it was delayed, the gray twists and turns extending from Yingzheng's fingertips extended a sharp blade, piercing deeply into Matou Zouken's back.

Accompanied by the screams and curses like insects, the extremely dazzling light purple brilliance bloomed from the back of the Zangyan, and the gray cobweb-like lines gradually appeared from its body.

As if some switch was hit, the purple lightning burst instantly, and a strange hallucination unfolded in front of everyone present——

In the year 1800 of the Western calendar, Winter City, which is constantly producing artificial humans, found visitors.

Macky Zorgen.

The magician with the light of fantasy in his eyes came to the dreary Winter City in order to destroy all the evil at this time and eradicate the viciousness of all human beings.

At that time, he met Justesa.

No matter how time goes by, the golden saint of Einzbern, the confirmation of the third law, the unforgetable and long-awaited one.Her presence, her smile, no matter what, Maqili will never forget.

——Want to redeem mankind.

With similar hopes, the existence of Justisa Lizleich von Einzbern injected Maqili with a plan; Beren also started making the Great Grail.

Justesa is a miracle that cannot be replicated no matter what.But Justesa alone could not apply the third method even if it took decades.

The world of the human body that understands her magic circuits and replaces them with magic formulas—this kind of idea is the Great Holy Grail.

However, even if Justesa is used as the hearth, an extremely huge magical power is required to activate the Great Holy Grail.

In order to complete the Great Grail, Maqili and Tohsaka made a plan to collect magic power.

That is the ceremony, Holy Grail Battle.

Ten years later, the Great Grail is finally complete.

However, the first operation ended in an extremely brutal failure.

—That’s right, the Great Holy Grail is infallible.But... there is a problem with the participating magicians.

Justesa sacrificed herself to become the heart of magic, but the magicians who participated in the Holy Grail battle were not for the planet, nor for human beings.They just tried to seize the Holy Grail for the hope of their own nation, society and individual, and started killing each other.

Can't, understand——

A Utopia that abolishes all evils and eradicates all viciousness is just around the corner, but the path to miracles is cut off because of the viciousness of human beings.

"...No matter what, the Holy Grail must be completed."

Accompanied by grief, anger and hatred, Maqili made up her mind.

If you can't do it once, do it again.If it doesn't work twice, it's the third time.

"That's all for now, Zorgen."

The friend of the Tohsaka family smiled and looked at Maqili with full trust: "Even if our hope is far away, it is dazzling and noble."

Somewhere in the future, it must be completed——

The eyes of the dying friend were filled with such expectations.

Realizing that she was alone again, Maqili decided to live.

Hundreds of years are nothing.

From now on, beyond the countless cold and heat, it must be completed.

That's right, the long-cherished wish is not over, the journey has just begun——

Zouken wanted to grasp the understanding of the Holy Grail in Zouken's mind, but unexpectedly synchronized with Zouken Matou, and the complete 500-year memory was infused into Yingzheng's mind without reservation, even if it was Yingzheng. It also paled for a moment.Even the spilled pieces turned out to be huge influences on a few others.

Instinctively understood that when the time came, the mass of black and red flesh broke his body in half with unimaginable strength, leaving the half held by Ying Zheng, who was like a puppeteer, only half The body staggered and crawled outward.

After he touched the black mud, his body stretched rapidly.

The black-red piece of meat became the size of a residential house in the blink of an eye, and even continued to expand.The black mud as thick as asphalt immediately moved, rolling up pieces of meat and running away as if fleeing.

But also because of this reason, the black mud running around is compressed back instead.The dwellings are also preserved.

At this time, Emiya Kiritsugu and the others just broke free from the illusion.

He understood that the meat should not continue to escape, but the next moment Yingzheng's words made Emiya Kiritsugu stop.

"Let it escape. Leave it alone."

With sympathetic eyes, the somewhat weary Ying Zheng stared at a certain place: "It's better to let it leave the city first... anyway, it will only go to one place."

Looking at the direction Ying Zheng's gaze was pointing at, Emiya Kiritsugu also understood something.

At this moment, Tohsaka Tokiomi finally woke up.

I have to, I have to escape——

Like a giant jelly mixed with chili, tomato and black pepper, the reddish-black pieces of meat kept trembling.

Its huge body wriggled in the river made of black mud, it was not even considered a human being at all, it could only be regarded as a swarm of insects living in the ground.

The dense black mud was gathered together and stuck to each other, and could only become a lump of hateful meat, which couldn't even connect to the human shape.

Yingzheng's previous coordination was not useless.The ownership of the worms caused a huge controversy. The worms that made up Matou Zouken's body collided with each other, constantly collapsing and breaking, and pieces fell from his body.

Even though the black mud that kept pouring over and filling the void in his body continued to prolong his life, Zou Yan now understands that his own demise is only a matter of time.

His soul was already defeated.Accepting all the evils of this world under such circumstances, Matou Zouken was completely unable to control his body.

Under the infusion of a huge amount of magic power, a riot broke out among the insects that made up Zouken's body.The magic power from the black mud is far greater than the magic power of Matou Zouken as the host, and combined with the magic characteristics of the Matou family, these cursed magic power poured into his body without any scruples.

But these magical powers destroyed Zou Yan's body on the one hand, and continued his life on the other hand.

It is precisely because of these magical powers that make Zou Yan uncomfortable that the old magician is still alive even though he has become a piece of meat.

"Oh oh oh oh--"

Accompanied by the faintly inaudible mourning sound, there was a faint rattling sound of joints clashing among the pieces of meat.

That is definitely not a sound that a human throat can make.

Just looking at this scene, you can understand that it is just a piece of meat now.

Failed, cracked, brittle, stuffed and cloudy.

But even so... it's still alive.

While cursing the gradually melting and exhausted self who was pouring out blood, he instinctively increased in a certain direction.

——I don’t want to die yet.

The magician named Matou Zouken had reached his limit a long time ago.

Even if you get countless fresh bodies, you will start to fail in an instant.I can vividly feel my body failing a little bit, that kind of discomfort and terror, if I were the same person, I couldn't stand it for even an hour.

The unbearable pain of death if left on for an hour has continued continuously for 200 years.It is not uncommon to be tortured by that kind of discomfort, and to what extent the spirit will fail and be distorted, no one can understand except Zouken himself.

He knew long ago that he must have gone crazy.

But, to his distress, he couldn't tell which part of himself was going crazy.Clearly aware that I am crazy, but I don't know where I am crazy-this kind of distortion that is not uncommon is the most terrifying thing.

Better to die.

If he died, this continuous torment would stop.

Just let it go... as long as you give up struggling, the suffering that has lasted for 200 years will come to an end.

……but.

Why... why don't you want to die...

Something that must never be forgotten keeps pounding in my mind.The black-red piece of flesh trembled, fell out of the Black River, and fell into a huge cave in Yuanzang Mountain.

However, its heart calmed down for an instant.

--Arrived.

There is no need to run away.The destination has finally arrived...

It wriggled slowly, continued to stretch its body, and continued to move forward stubbornly and stuttering.

Just walking by, the mucus secreted from its body will erode the lines on the ground.The magic circle several kilometers in size was blurred by it like an eraser.

"Finally, to—"

Even the function of movement has completely disappeared, and the monster, which purely relies on obsession to move forward, uttered sharp whispers that humans cannot understand.

But the next moment, its cry was interrupted by a loud voice.

"—so old already, Marquiry."

The huge piece of meat stopped its wriggling immediately.

...That is, a loud voice that has not been heard in 200 years.What is treasured and buried in the deepest layer of memory is the unique memory of Matou Zouken.

"Oh oh oh……"

As if weeping, it trembled slightly, and stretched out horribly.

It can also be what he wants, just stand up straight.But this convenient movement almost shook the emptiness underground in Yuanzang Mountain.

All of a sudden, the earth shook and the mountains shook.Dust and gravel fell from the cracked rock cracks, and were occupied by the black mud.

But even so, it stared at the figure it found in its eyes.

The human figure seems to be able to travel, fabricated and found in the void.

That was Matou Zouken—or so to say, the girl whom Magiri Zorgen once deeply admired and admired, the flawless golden saint of Einzbern.

Her image will always exist in the depths of Maqili's memory, and no amount of discomfort can erode her image.

"You...are not old at all."

The huge piece of meat responded in a low voice with an ugly voice that was like a twitching sewer pipe, which was deeply annoying to him.

Different from yourself.She hasn't aged at all since then.

...It's so good.

Staring obsessively at the image in the void, the huge piece of meat subdued and quieted down, stopping its slow stretching.If it is said that it will always maintain the posture at this moment, no one will be surprised, as if the whole body has become a stone statue.

"Maqili Zorgen, my friend, the one with foolish wishes."

But the Holy Maiden of Winter looked down at it like a god: "You, why don't you want to die?"

Hearing this, the current "Zirty Inkstone" was slightly taken aback.

……why?
why why why--

Its memory is like a jammed tape, trapped in a strange cycle of death.

Fresh……

Why don't you want to die?
Knowing that as long as it is finished, it will be liberated from the pain.But holding on to everything is uncomfortable, clinging to life... why is that.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The piece of meat screamed like a sob, and the entire Yuanzang Mountain shook.

I remembered it.

I remembered.

Initially, for a noble purpose.

When I was young, when I learned that there was no paradise in this world, I vowed to change the world.

If even laughter is not allowed, and even kindness and justice are to be obliterated, then simply rise up and run to the place where they are allowed to exist.

In order to pursue miracles that are beyond the reach of human beings, no matter how many times you are defeated, as long as you can still breathe, you will never give up.

"That's right, there is only one imaginary thing—"

The scene around me seems to have returned to the Winter City of Einzbern again. When I was young, I patted my chest and proudly made great wishes to the silver-haired girl.

"In order to abolish all the evils at this time, for this unfulfilled ideal, risk your life—"

——So, I have to live on.

Even if I fail completely... But as long as I am still alive, one day I will be able to cultivate someone who inherits my will.

...that's right.

This is the original hope.

Same luck as Sisyphus.From the very beginning, I was certain that I would get nothing.

"After all... what did I do..."

The gigantic mountain of meat trembled, streaming black tears.

No matter how radiant his eyes once were, now he has already become an unforgivable demon heretic.

Suppose, at that time, I did not choose to continue to live on, what would happen?

A vague thought was found in the only remaining thought of the meat.

As if wanting to embrace the sun, the pieces of meat that were constantly distinguishing and slumping exhausted their last strength and surged upwards slightly, embracing the Winter Maiden floating in the air very softly.

——At the same time, the old magician who had already lost his human identity completely stopped breathing.

"...Poor and hateful guy."

Behind it, Ying Zheng silently withdrew the silver-gray silk thread in his hand gradually, watching the silver-gray spider web pattern shining on Roshan's back gradually dim.

A section of stalactite hanging from the ceiling was tightly entwined with chunks of flesh, and Ying Zheng, who ruled out the illusion, sighed softly: "It's too late. This is the kindest forgiveness I can make to you. "

The black and red pieces of meat transformed from the Matou Zang Inkstone may look huge and bloated, but in fact they are surprisingly innocent.

Relying on Ying Zheng to drive away the black mud, and then chasing after the meat, they only realized what went wrong in less than half a minute.

The piece of meat is really running too fast.

Like the ebb tide, the black mud is flowing towards a certain place rapidly.The lump of meat wrapped in black mud looks like a football kicked by someone, rolling rapidly.

"...No, I really can't catch up."

Yingzheng knew best that the last place Jiantong Zouyan wanted to go was Yuanzang Mountain.But with Emiya Kiritsugu and a few oil bottles, even if he took a shortcut, Ying Zheng couldn't catch up with Matou Zouken at all.

To be precise, it is the huge emptiness that exists beneath Mount Enzang.

Because that was the place where the first Holy Grail battle was fought to the death, where Zouken Matou decided to live without being a human being, and it was also where Justesa, who was the core of the Great Holy Grail, was located.

It's the place where the trio's dreams come together... and also where the crucial event takes place in which Machry Zorgen is once again alone and hopeless.

It can be said... This is where Matou Zouken, who made a wrong choice in his life and caused a BE in his life, made a fatal choice at that time.

Although its body has begun to collapse, the understanding of the Holy Grail is still inside.If the 'Holy Grail' makes a wish on the polluted Holy Grail, who knows what will happen next.

There are no facilities.Fortunately, the black mud had already started to recede, so Ying Zheng had no choice but to let Kiritsugu and the others stay in a safe place, while he himself held Weber's collar and crossed the terrain emotionally.Fortunately, amidst Weber's wailing, Ying Zheng, who had been increasing in height all the way, finally caught up with the huge mass of meat moving at high speed.

The cursing that flowed peacefully around the piece of meat, like black pythons entangled with each other, went upstream from the foot of the mountain, and destroyed the burning forest and Liudong Temple in one breath, and even killed Yingzheng. The place where he fought Karna before was also flattened and reduced to ashes without leaving any mark.

In an instant, Enzang Mountain, which was filled with green, has now completely turned into a dark naked mountain burning with raging flames.If there is no accident, even if the battle of the Holy Grail is over, there will probably be no new plants on this land that can survive in ten or decades.

There is no better word to describe this situation than hell.

By the time Ying Zhengling arrived, Liudong Temple had been burned to the ground.Not to mention survivors, there probably won't be any survivors on the entire mountain.

But unexpectedly, there was no black mud in the great void.After entering the cave from the inside of Liudong Temple, and walking to the end in one breath, Weber finally couldn't help but exclaimed.

"This is--"

Even after passing the Holy Grail battle, the current situation was too exciting for the young magician.

What he found in front of his eyes was a huge magic circle etched on the rock surface with a diameter of several kilometers.

"This is, what a hand..."

Waver couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

"This is the Great Holy Grail."

Ying Zheng, who was behind him, stepped up and replied in a low voice.

Ying Zheng, who reproduced the memory of Matou's Zangyan inkstone, already knows what its real body is.

What constitutes the magic circle on the ground is the magic circuit that was taken out by Justesa in the ceremony and continuously expanded and multiplied from the initial radius of [-] meters.

In other words...these are the bones of Justesa.

The opened overlapping loops, intertwined layer by layer, spiraled into the center of the three-dimensional magic circle like a white spider web, but there was no one in the seat reserved beforehand, and a huge black-red flesh squirmed not far away. , the dull one wants to get closer to the seat.

Looking at the huge monster slowly wriggling in the distance, Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

Even though the body has been invaded by the understanding of the Holy Grail, and the understanding was also burned by the curse stored in the black mud, his body still has the same instinct as the last wish that must be fulfilled no matter what.

That is, to meet Justesa again.

"Do you want to get her forgiveness even when you're dying... Well, it's just a matter of effort. If the last wish can't be fulfilled, it may not become something new."

Holding the last trace of sympathy, Ying Zheng reconnected his will with Matou Zouyan who had turned into a piece of meat and had only his last breath left.

This time, Yingzheng didn't want to reproduce or transcribe some knowledge from it... but to arrange the memories just reproduced, and then re-enter it into Matou Zouyan.

The illusion created by Ying Zheng is absolutely perfect in terms of senses.

Since he has appropriated the past feelings of the recorder, no matter in terms of vision, hearing, smell, or touch, this virtual image that simply re-reflects the past feelings in the mind will not reveal any flaws.

If there is a shortcoming...it is the diverted material itself, which can only be found from the recorder's memory.

Rather than saying that this is an empty illusion, it is better to say that this is a man-made dream.This illusion is only interesting if the subject himself refuses to wake up.

Such a level of precise control of memory will certainly not be as "easy to do" as Ying Zheng himself said.

But seeing that the monster that can easily cause huge turmoil can die here in peace, instead of jumping around like a salted fish and causing trouble to others, Ying Zheng is quite satisfied with the result.

What's more, there is at least one advantage in this way - all the black mud scattered towards the entire Fuyuki City has gathered.Although the streets along the way and a large area of ​​trees on Enzang Mountain were burned, at least it did not spread to the residential area.

But Yingzheng, who brought Weber into the void, is now facing even bigger problems.

After the Holy Grail sensed Matou Zouken's remaining will and chose to end his own life instead of relying on the Great Holy Grail to continue his life, the black mud on the surface suddenly became rampant.

The soft soil layer of Yuanzang Mountain is completely tired of resisting the erosion of black mud.Seeing that black spots have been found on the ceiling, the black mud that has infiltrated the soil has slowly dripped down from the top of the cave.

"Really, it's so ugly..."

Ying Zheng whispered displeasedly, and silver-gray lines spread from Ying Zheng and Weber.

At this moment, a weak but still proud voice came from the corner of the cave.

"Fervor, mei sanguis." (Let's boil my blood)
The next moment, a silver-gray light suddenly lit up.

Accompanied by the low-pitched chant, a silver-gray light suddenly flashed in the corner of the cave.

The next moment, the quicksilver block that received the order immediately activated and moved, and suddenly sprang out from the dark corner.

"Moon spirit marrow fluid..."

Ying Zheng immediately understood what it was, and immediately took precautions.

The curse has revealed the identity of the person hidden in the darkness.

Moon spirit marrow liquid - this is a very small batch of magical costumes that Yingzheng will never forget, even in the entire history of the clock tower.

(End of this chapter)