The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in the Comics

The corridor on the third floor was also awakened by the accident below. Matou Sakura, who was only six or seven years old, looked down quietly in white pajamas, her empty purple eyes were dead silent.

She found a black rope to tie the small wooden sword engraved with the word sakura on the end of the hilt, and wore it around her neck as a pendant. Its appearance also changed from a ten-centimeter-long weird to a two-centimeter-long Xiuzhen toy.

After silently looking down, Matou Sakura turned and returned to her bedroom, climbed onto the bed and put on the quilt, closed her eyes and prepared for the moment, and subconsciously grasped the wooden sword around her neck.

Just when Matou Sakura closed her eyes, following the slight connection with the wooden sword, her consciousness sank, and she came to an empty and brightly lit church.

Warm light wandered in the air, and the source of the light was sitting in the front row of the church, the figure with its head bowed and carved with something.

A faint light radiated from the figure, and when it shone on Matou Sakura, she felt an indescribable warmth in her body and soul, as comfortable as basking in the sun in the cold winter.

At the same time, when shrouded in that light, Matou Sakura keenly sensed that some kind of change seemed to be taking place in her body and soul, and strange information flooded into her mind.

After Matou Sakura sorted out the information, it was known that it was an AT position ability that could only be developed after transforming the soul, and a practice method called Tianxing Meditation to exercise spiritual power and magic power.

While silently accepting the information flooding in her mind, Sakura Matou walked one meter away from the back of the figure, and when she couldn't get any closer, a clear and clear child's voice rang out in the church.

"Uncle Jing, that servant named Berserker went crazy just now, and his appearance is so scary, it shocked Grandpa, it seems very serious."

"By the way, Uncle Jing, is this ability called AT position really as strong as you said? It can block all the harm I'm complaining about."

"There is also that meditation technique. After I practiced it, I found that people are much more energetic at once. It's amazing..."

"By the way, Uncle Jing, I..."

Bathed in the warm light, Matou Sakura showed admiration on her face, looking at the solid back who would not respond, kept her head down and maintained a sculptural posture, and said something that no one in her heart could confide in.

Facing the girl's confession, the figure in front of it, which is just a mark left by Jiang Jing, is like a tree hole, silently containing everything.

In this white church, a girl is talking about all kinds of irrelevant things like a chatterbox, while the silent figure in front is listening quietly.

"Woo...my strength, my strength has surpassed my prime, I feel that I am so strong, woo... my lovely Joan of Arc, I'm here to find you."

In the dark room, the flexible eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Gilles de Rai, who was wearing a large and gorgeous robe, felt the soaring power in his body, and his face was full of intoxication and madness.

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"Sorata, why do we have to wake up so early when we don't have class today?" In the early morning, Mashiro Shiina swayed on the bed with her upper body on her back, with a faint nasal sound in her feeble voice, coquettishly towards Jiang Jing.

"Don't you have to stay up all night at night? Why don't you want to get up now." Jiang Jing, who was looking through the coat for her to wear today in front of the wardrobe, said speechlessly.

Shiina Mashiro snorted, pretending to be bewildered as if he didn't know what Jiang Jing was talking about.

"Okay, let's wear this shirt dress today." Said Jiang Jing and handed Shiina Mashiro the skirt with a pink shirt on top and white folds on the bottom.

"Oh." Mashiro Shiina obediently took the skirt, then turned around and crawled to the corner of the bed to get the lace cover she had thrown away at some point last night.

"Sorata, the fourth volume of your novel is released today, should we go and see it?" Shiina Mashiro, who put her skirt on her head, said with expectation in her eyes.

Jiang Jing, who was also changing clothes, looked at Shiina Mashiro: "Uh...you put on your clothes first, and then go out for a walk on a rare day off. Of course, it's comfortable to lie at home with salted fish."

"Oh" Shiina Mashiro nodded, got dressed and climbed out of bed, followed Jiang Jing to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

"Sorata, your hair is messy, comb it."

Facing Shiina Mashiro's shining beautiful phoenix eyes, Jiang Jing did not refuse, nodded: "Sit down."

"Um"

After handing the comb to Jiang Jing with eager eyes, Shiina Mashiro sat obediently by the side of the bed so that Jiang Jing behind her could comb her hair.

After Jiang Jing tidied up Shiina Mashiro, Mashiro Misaki and the others returned to the house after breakfast, and when he just lay down the salted fish, he found helplessly that he seemed to have no time for salted fish today.

Jiang Jing flipped his hands, took out the bronze-colored ancient mirror in front of Shiina Mashiro, looked at it, shook his head speechlessly and sat up: "Mako, the game over there is almost over, I'll go over and be a witness , I'll be back in a while."

Mashiro Shiina, who was drawing on the opposite side of the low table, raised her head with curiosity in her eyes: "Sorata, can I go and have a look together?"

"You, forget it or don't go." Jiang Jing shook his head.

"The fights in this free-for-all fighting competition are a bit brutal, and the scene is very bloody. Maybe when I pass by, they will fight on the head and even I want to fight."

"So cruel?" Shiina Mashiro was taken aback.

Jiang Jing nodded: "It's just that cruel."

"Okay, I'll go and have a look first." After speaking, Jiang Jing stood up, waved to Shiina Mashiro, opened the door and went out.

After the time over there suddenly accelerated ten times last night, although Jiang Jing had only been back for one night, it had been a few days over there, and the so-called Holy Grail War had come to an end.

Especially the result was very different from Jiang Jing's memory. Jiang Jing, who vaguely understood the reason, stood at the gate of Yinghuazhuang, looking up at the sky with a soft smile on his face.

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ps: Today is more than 8000 words, excluding the guarantee and making up two chapters to update the cumulative owed 36 chapters (36/35)

I woke up this morning and was disconnected from the Internet, and the update was a bit late. By the way, I continue to ask for recommendations for monthly ticket blades. It’s almost the end of the month. I’ll see if I can continue to update.

Chapter 207 Gilgamesh: What about the supervisor, come out

"help"

"Run away..."

It was just dark after seven o'clock, and it was the beginning of the bustling nightlife in the commercial streets around the city center in Fuyuki City. But at this time, because of the explosion and flames in the distance, countless people screamed and fled in fear.

boom!

A car and a bus on the road turned and collided in a hurry due to countless crowds rushing out suddenly, and such accidents are still happening.