Although the dead agents had very strong vitality and wanted to make a wish to erase the marks of the gods on themselves, these sacrifices were not enough.
[Holy Grail] still needs more lives as sacrifices.
Claude could kill those agents as sacrifices to the [Holy Grail] because they took the initiative first, but now these innocent residents...
Claude hesitated in place for a long time, then closed his eyes and sighed.
"Sorry, I don't want to die..."
He opened his eyes, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and his body turned into a bolt of thunder, flying quickly towards the center of the city-state!
"It's an intruder! The intruder is coming with the [Holy Grail]!"
"He wants to use us as sacrifices!"
"He killed the old city lord!! Come on, everyone!"
“…”
As soon as Claude landed, several residents around him shouted, and then several artifacts roared out!
Even after losing the King's [Scepter] controlled by the old city lord, there are still a large number of artifacts dormant inside Wucheng.
Claude narrowed his eyes and slowly raised the [Holy Grail] in his hand. Just as he was about to make a wish, a muffled sound suddenly came from the alley not far away!
clang!
A golden ripple swayed from the shadow of the alleyway and instantly enveloped the center of Uucheng. At the same time, it also covered Claude, who was holding the [Holy Grail].
The moment he saw the golden ripples, Claude's pupils suddenly shrank!
Is it the King's [Scepter]? !
Claude would not admit his mistake. When they first entered the King's Treasure House, these agents had their spiritual power drained away by this golden ripple, and were captured as a group.
But now that the old city lord has clearly been killed by him, how could anyone still use the [Scepter]!
Claude looked towards the alleyway where the golden ripples appeared, and saw a familiar figure, holding the [Scepter] in his hand, standing in the shadow like a ghost.
-number 22.
No. 22 was holding a ball of fuzzy flesh and blood in one hand and the [Scepter] in the other. His cold eyes stared at Claude and the [Holy Grail] in his hands, with a smile on his lips.
"I said... I have a way to get the [Scepter]."
As soon as No. 22 finished speaking, the powerful spiritual realm turned into light golden threads and flew out of Claude's body. Claude felt his body was empty and almost fell to the ground!
Oops! !
Claude's heart sank.
He originally thought that he had obtained the [Holy Grail] and killed the old city lord who was the only one who could control the [scepter]. He was now the strongest being in Wu City... But he never expected that No. 22 actually controlled the old city lord. The [Scepter] left behind!
At this moment, he has stepped into the effective range of the [Scepter].
Claude's brain was working rapidly, he cheered up, clenched the [Holy Grail] in his hand, and was about to make a wish:
"Make a wish, and the realm will return..."
Before he could finish saying the word "return", No. 22, who had sucked away Claude's mental power, flew out like a giant!
Without the mental power realm, Claude has completely turned into an ordinary person holding the [Holy Grail], and No. 22, who has completely absorbed the peak mental power of Claude's "Klein" realm, has skyrocketed in strength.
I saw No. 22 raising his hand, and an unprecedented lust emerged from the bottom of Claude's heart. He felt like there were ants crawling all over his body. Endless hallucinations filled his mind in an instant, and he briefly lost his ability to think.
In just this moment's pause, No. 22 had already rushed in front of him.
He raised his foot like lightning and kicked the [Holy Grail] away from his palm. At the same time, he twisted his body and penetrated Claude's chest with his palm.
puff! !
Blood spattered on No. 22's face and the ancient stone bricks under his feet.
Claude's consciousness gradually returned. He stared blankly at the palm that had sunk into his chest and the cold-looking No. 22. He opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.
No. 22 narrowed his eyes, directly held the heart in his palm, and violently pulled it out of Claude's body!
Claude's body shook, the light in his eyes receded, and he fell straight to the ground, completely losing his breath.
"...Without the realm and the ruins of the gods, [Shigozen] is nothing more than that."
No. 22 casually threw his heart towards the [Holy Grail] that fell on the ground. Wisps of blood extended into the scarlet wine, and the water level rose again.
No. 22 bent down and picked up the dark golden tall glass, staring at the rippling surface of the wine, the smile on his lips became stronger.
"The [Holy Grail] that can fulfill all wishes, and the [Scepter] that can command all power... Now, under the gods, who can stop me?" A deep laugh came from No. 22's throat. He paused for a moment, like I thought of something, and a murderous intent flashed in my eyes.
"When I get the [Sword] that can kill gods again, I can kill that woman Philotes...
I need more sacrifices. "
No. 22’s eyes fell on the residents of Wucheng not far away.
For some reason, the moment they came into contact with No. 22's gaze, the Wucheng residents felt their hands and feet go cold, as if there was some kind of cold breath pouring from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
That's murderous intent!
Ode!
The figure of No. 22 turned into an afterimage and quickly flashed into the crowd. Cold light flashed across it, and countless wails and exclamations sounded out one after another.
Corpses were like harvested wheat, lying densely on the hard stone road. Blood followed the ravines between the bricks and quickly smeared the streets of Wucheng.
In a hurry, several artifacts soared into the sky and rushed straight towards No. 22, who was killing crazily.
No. 22 raised the [Scepter] expressionlessly and smashed it to the ground. Golden ripples crossed and all the artifacts flew out upside down!
[Scepter] can forcibly commandeer power within a certain range. If it is not at the "supreme" level, these artifacts cannot get close to No. 22, nor can they hurt him at all.
For No. 22, who possesses the [Holy Grail] and [Scepter], this is a one-sided massacre!
As 22 progresses, countless residents lose their lives and fall in a pool of blood, turning into strands of thread and pouring into the [Holy Grail], becoming a sacrifice of wishes...
At this moment, the entire Wucheng was like hell.
…
at the same time.
Asylum of the Gods.
"Ahhhh!!"
Painful roars echoed in the golden circle of the courtyard. Gilgamesh, who was locked on the throne, kept twisting and turning like crazy, his bloodshot eyes almost bursting out of his sockets.
"How dare you go on a killing spree in Uruk, a mere outsider? This king will cut you into pieces!!! Cut your body into pieces!!"
Beside, Brachi squatted in the corner with his hands covering his ears, and couldn't help but say:
"Crazy... Gilgamesh is crazy again... Monkey, please take care of him!"
Sun Wukong, who was sitting on the rock throne, frowned. He stood up from his seat and walked straight to the trembling black throne.
"Gilgamesh… "
"Kill you! I must kill you!!" Endless divine power burst out from Gilgamesh's body, shaking the roar of the earthquake,
"Let me go...let me go!! I'm going to kill him!!"