Chapter 227 Heroic Spirit Summoning

Fuyuki City.

There were no gas leaks, no gas explosions, and no terrorist attacks today. It was a pretty peaceful day.

"Matou Zōyan, run! Keep running and show me! Don't you like running very much?"

Bang!

There was another explosion, and the sweeping flames instantly swallowed up the entire room. Before the scattered bugs could escape, they were melted by the terrifying high temperature!

Well, today is a pretty peaceful day for the average person.

But for the Matou family, it is difficult to annihilate the family.

Luke laughed, looking like a third-rate villain who had gained power.

In fact, the entire Matou family was sealed with an alchemical matrix to ensure that not even a single insect could escape from Matou Zouken.

If you are crazy, you must be crazy on the basis of a steady win.

"Ahem! Sir, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Matou Zangyan's voice sounded a little weak.

He had long forgotten the little magic family he was hunting down a few years ago.

A long period of time has reduced his personality, will, and spirit to ashes.

Now, he is no longer the ambitious Jolgen Makiri five hundred years ago, but a worm who is greedy for life and afraid of death, rotting like a slug.

Hearing this, Luke's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Your Excellency, if you can spare the Matou family, I am willing to offer the insect magic that the Matou family has treasured for hundreds of years."

Matou Zangyan thought he had room for negotiation.

But what answered him was the surging elemental reaction!

The fire element rioted, the terrifying high temperature was enough to distort space, and the entire Matou family quickly burned.

It was just pure flames, so Matou Zangyan didn't have to worry at all.

However, the terrifying magical nature in the flames prevented him from even getting close.

Could this guy be dragging his entire spiritual vein to fight with him?

Matou Zangyan gritted his teeth and kept moving his insect body, trying to find an opportunity to escape from the magic workshop.

A magician's magic source generally consists of two types.

The great source is the vitality that fills the outside world, usually appearing as the vitality of the planet, the vitality of the atmosphere, etc.

Xiaoyuan is the vitality possessed by the magician himself.

However, if a person overextracts his or her life force, it can have extremely negative effects on the body.

Therefore, the magic power used by most magicians is either the magic power generated bit by bit in daily life and the accumulation of magic power.

Or, it is the magic power extracted from the great source.

This is the path that modern magicians must follow. The mystery is gradually dissipating, the great source continues to sleep and fade, and the magic power becomes increasingly exhausted.

They had to do this in order to maintain the Magic's final "respectability."

However, now there is a prodigal son who may use his entire spiritual vein to fight against him.

He was swaying magic that didn't belong to him wantonly. It was just elemental magic with burning properties, leaving him no time to care about it.

Is this still an elegant magician contest?

Matou Zouken only saw a "bad kid" waving weapons that were completely unmatched to him and throwing intercontinental missiles at him!

Whose bastard is this? !

"I caught you!"

Before Matou Zangyan could react, suddenly, fierce burning flames instantly enveloped him.

For the first time, Matou Zangyan chose to cut off the nerves in his body.

However, the burning characteristics of the flames still caused the body to curl up involuntarily.

Huh, kid, do you think you can make me feel pain to this extent?

"Ahhhh!!!"

The next moment, severe pain hit his soul.

Matou Zangyan kept wailing.

Why can this flame burn the soul? !

"Feel the pain, think about the pain, accept the pain."

Luke pressed his palms down.

The free black flames are constantly embedded in Matou Zangyan's soul.

Today, he will burn the Matou Zangyan to ashes!

One second, five seconds, ten seconds passed.

Matou Zangyan's wailing sound continued to decrease until it turned into nothingness.

The dust dispersed, and his soul was burned into a handful of useless crystals.

Five hundred years was too long for his corrupted soul to be used as an experiment.

This old guy is just a beast formed by the desire for life.

Just like Naraku in Inuyasha, an unknown creature synthesized from the resentment of hundreds of monsters.

He had long since given up everything as a human being, including his soul.

Luke's face was expressionless.

He had suppressed it for too long.

In this life, although his grandfather was a magician, he was actually just an ordinary person who accidentally embarked on the path of magic.

He did not regard ordinary humans as another strange species like other magicians.

Therefore, magicians of Luke's lineage are actually similar to ordinary humans, and they also value family values ​​very much.

Don't think that foreigners don't understand family affection. They are all normal human beings. How can they be indifferent to emotions because of racial issues.

This is not Yilin.

Luke, who comes from such a family background, although not very talented, has enjoyed the love of two generations.

They don't expect Luke to become a world-famous magic genius, they just want the family to live a better and easier life.

Grandfather thought so too.

So he took the initiative to stay away from the land of right and wrong in Western Europe and came to the far east.

Just so that the family can spend this life in peace.

Then, there is no more.

The old bug destroyed everything.

The magic family that had only been passed down for three generations died quietly at the hands of Matou Zouken.

Except for Luke himself, no one survived.

Now, he finally got his revenge, and a huge mountain in his heart was finally removed.

"Sakura, it's time to go."

Matou Sakura, who also had no emotion, followed Luke, and the two walked away slowly.

Matou Sakura, formerly known as Tousaka Sakura, is the second daughter of the Tousaka family, one of the three great families. She has a very precious imaginary element and imaginary number attribute, which is defined in magic as: although it is possible, it does not exist in the material world.

It is a rare magic attribute in the world.

Unfortunately, the two daughters of the Tousaka family are extremely talented, and there is only one magic seal.

Tousaka Tokito adheres to the principle that magic is above family affection, and adopts Tousaka Sakura to the Matou family, which has no outstanding heirs.

His approach is the most correct choice in the eyes of the ruthless and ungrateful magician.

But he did not find out the corrupt nature of the Matou family, but made it the source of all the troubles.

After being adopted into the Matou family, Sakura Tousaka did not enjoy the treatment of an heir.

Instead, it was a hideous and terrifying insect cave.

What Matou Zonken needed was not an heir, but a tool that could win the Holy Grail Tournament.

For him, an obedient tool is a qualified "heir".

In this regard, Luke said that Sakura was indeed very obedient.

Under Luke's guidance, Sakura became the guide who led him into the magic workshop of the Matou family.

Matou Zonken's unbelievable eyes are still vivid.

He will never understand why a wild magician who is attracted by Sakura's talent has such a powerful strength.

Just a face-to-face encounter burned his human body completely.

After that, it was like a cat playing with a mouse, playing with this hateful insect wantonly until even the soul disappeared.

After the two left, the alchemical matrix shrank and self-destructed, and the concealment effect of the magic workshop failed.

The entire tragedy of the Matou family was exposed to the eyes of ordinary people.

"Ah!"

"It's on fire! Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

"Matou family, it's the Matou family!"

Amidst a burst of screams, ambulances and police cars were dispatched one after another.

Today's Fuyuki City is another peaceful day!

Luke held Sakura's hand, satisfied.

A few days later, the Tousaka family.

Tousaka Tokiomi sat at the dining table, spread out the newspaper, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Tokiomi, is there a problem?"

Tousaka Aoi asked with concern.

She is a typical Yamato Nadeshiko, gentle and virtuous, and centered on her husband.

The impression given is like the appearance of a rich girl after marriage.

For this reason, she also silently chose to support and understand Tousaka Tokiomi's adoption of Tousaka Sakura to the Matou family.

Although she was reluctant, this was her husband's decision, so she couldn't object.

This was what Aoi Tosaka really thought.

After hearing this, Tosaka Tokiomi put down the newspaper.

"The head of the Matou family died in a fire caused by a gas explosion."

"What about Sakura? Is she okay?"

Aoi Tosaka immediately thought of her daughter, her former daughter.

Tosaka Tokiomi shook his head.

"The police said that Sakura's body was not found and she was still alive."

"I guess a magician must have discovered Sakura's magic talent and chose to kill the Matou family."

"After all, an ordinary gas explosion can't directly blow up a magic family."

At this point, Aoi Tosaka was still a little nervous, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief knowing that her daughter was still alive.

"Pack up your things, take Rin away from Fuyuki first, Fuyuki is no longer safe."

Tosaka Tokiomi took a sip of the black tea on the table.

After a moment of silence, he said to his wife.

Aoi Tosaka is an ordinary person. Although Rin is very talented, she is just a child.

It was too dangerous for the two of them to stay here.

For the other masters of the Holy Grail War, their staying here would become the most obvious weakness of Tohsaka Tokiomi.

Tohsaka Aoi was stunned for a moment.

Then she nodded in agreement.

This was agreed in advance. Before the Holy Grail War officially started, she would leave Fuyuki with her daughter Rin.

But she didn't expect that this day would come so soon, and Tokiomi didn't even have time to summon the Heroic Spirit.

Tohsaka Tokiomi put down the black tea, his manners were elegant, but there was a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Although he was a traditional magician, he was not without feelings for his daughter.

Sakura's disappearance made him feel uneasy in his heart now.

But thinking of the holy relics he had searched for.

Tohsaka Tokiomi felt that he could do it again.

After all, that was the oldest half-human, half-god king!

In the dim basement, the bodies of a family of four were shriveled, with broken hands and feet.

The boy looked fanatical, and a mysterious rune array was drawn on the ground.

He chanted an incomprehensible summoning spell, and the magic circle gradually lit up with a faint light.

A low and hoarse voice echoed in the air, as if it was a whisper from hell.

Suddenly, a strong light flashed.

The boy's eyes widened.

"Saint! My great Saint Joan of Arc! How glorious, how great, how noble you are!"

The fanatic-like singing made the boy smile excitedly.

"Are you my Master, young man? Let's sing praises to the greatness of the Saint!"

Bluebeard Gil de Re's eyes bulged out, and his wide black robe made him look more like a devil from the abyss.

"Hello, I'm Ryunosuke Uzumaki!"

Ryunosuke Uzumaki's mouth was stretched to an exaggerated arc.

He felt something new, and wondered if it could add some more wonderful colors to his art?

"Are you the Knight King?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was stunned.

Usually, he was a cold-blooded magician killer.

But now, after seeing the Heroic Spirit he summoned, Emiya Kiritsugu was really a little bit overwhelmed.

"Yes, are you my Master?"

The petite blonde girl was wearing armor and had a serious face.

Emiya Kiritsugu's face was a little gloomy, and he nodded.

No more words.

"Kiritsugu, are you okay?"

Irisviel asked.

She was a man-made person of the Einzbern family, but because of the existence of Emiya Kiritsugu, she had real human emotions.

It was for this reason that she could easily detect the change in Emiya Kiritsugu's mood.

"It's okay, I'll go out for a while."

Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head and turned to walk out of the room.

The famous Knight King turned out to be a woman.

This forced him to make a temporary revision to his plan.

He had to win this game, so he had to control all the variables.

Irisviel's delicate, doll-like face showed a worried look.

She knew how much Emiya Kiritsugu valued this game.

However, she was just an ordinary "sacrifice" and had no ability to help her husband.

The petite blonde girl frowned, wondering if she was being underestimated.

At the same time, in a high-end hotel in Fuyuki City.

Luke had a serious expression.

In fact, he could complete the one-on-seven behavior of the Nuclear Bomb Sword Immortal without summoning the Heroic Spirit with his own strength.

However, he had participated in the Holy Grail War and had issued the Command Seal, so he had to give it a try.

If the analysis was correct, Luke's assigned job would probably be an assassin.

He replaced Father Mapo.

But he was not going to follow the original work and summon Hassan, the assassin who was comparable to a human-machine and was used as a soldier by the King of Conquerors.

On the one hand, it was because he did not have Hassan's holy relics at all.

On the other hand, Luke was going to give it a try with affinity summoning.

The biggest advantage of affinity summoning is that most of the servants summoned have similar personalities to the Master, and their natural tacit understanding in battle is also higher than that of servants summoned by holy relics.

Luke felt that with his own strength and personality, he had to pull a champion Heroic Spirit no matter what.

So, give it a try, just in case it works.

Even if a useless Heroic Spirit is summoned, it doesn't matter, after all, he didn't intend to rely on the power of the Heroic Spirit to win.

Luke chanted the spell.

"Fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it, fill it

Repeat it, the next is five,

However, when it is full, it is the time to abandon it,

Declare,

Your body is at my command, my life is with your sword!

Respond to the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to follow this will and this principle, then respond!"

The azure light lit up, and Luke's eyes widened.

Who is coming?