PFC Chapter 687: The Value of the Fallen God Is Still Rising
Chapter 687: The Value of the Fallen God Is Still Rising
Chapter 687: The Value of the Fallen God Is Still Rising
The Holy Grail War, the battle for the universal miracle wish-granting machine.
The Holy Grail will travel across time and space in the multiverse to select a suitable Master, and have the Heroic Spirits summoned by the Master fight as familiars.
Heroes from all universes, all time and space, all planets, and all countries responded to the magician's call and fought fiercely in the infinite cosmic battlefield until the last group, collecting enough stigmata and completing the sacrifice to the Holy Grail.
This is the Holy Grail War.
The so-called Holy Grail is a miraculous relic left over from the legend of Christ.
Although it is not known whether this Holy Grail is the same Holy Grail that is said to have contained the blood of God, there is no doubt that the power that spans countless multiverses and endless time and space can definitely fulfill all the wishes of the holder!
But that ownership only has seven spots available.
In other words, the seven heroic spirits with the top seven attributes and their masters need to become the final winners.
"This is a secret known only to a very small number of magicians. If I hadn't seen relevant records in the forbidden library of Kamar-Taj in the past, I would have thought it was just a legend, so."
In the sunset, Stephen walked on the streets of New York, looking at the modern scenery that was so familiar and nostalgic, and was in a trance for a long time: "So you understand, Master, we have the qualifications to realize miracles."
"Don't call me Master, Stephen. When did you start liking this kind of fun?"
Claire's tone was filled with dissatisfaction, and she tentatively said, "Call my name."
Stephen stopped when he heard that. He turned around and asked with some doubt: "Uh, Master, do we know each other?"
"Are you kidding?" Claire frowned and said in panic, "You just said you would love me forever half an hour ago!"
Stephen raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised:
"Sorry, I have to explain to you again that the contestants come from all time and space in the multiverse."
"Especially for the Heroic Spirits, time and the universe have no meaning, so I am not the Stephen you know, but I come from a parallel universe."
"Isn't the me in this parallel universe with Christine?"
He looked at Claire, stroked his chin and looked at the ring in her hand, confused.
"You broke up many years ago!" Claire frowned in disbelief.
As the Sorcerer Supreme of another dimension, she could naturally understand the concept of parallel universes, but looking at Stephen, who was similar but not identical to her, she couldn't help but feel regret and sadness in her heart.
"It has the magic of the Holy Grail ritual engraved on it. It looks like it was written by me."
Stephen stared at the ring and said, "I think I know why those people looked at me so unfriendly just now. Can I ask my other self?"
"He is dead. He died in order to protect our retreat at the hands of the Third Mistress, whom you killed." Klia was depressed.
"I'm sorry, but Stephen would definitely want you to cheer up. Well, that's a little weird for me to say."
Stephen noticed the other person's gaze, and awkwardly moved his gaze aside, changing the subject and asking, "Claire, do you have any wish?"
Claire's eyes gradually became firm: "Resurrect Stephen."
Stephen: “.”
"What about you? Stephen from the parallel universe." Claire was a little confused: "You are already so powerful"
“With Kristen,” Stephen said without hesitation.
Clea: “.”
The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, and the two looked at each other, feeling that there was something indescribable weird.
Not far away, four reincarnations who were following closely behind the two were communicating on the internal mental communication channel.
【Lou Baiyu: "Dark Doctor Caster, when we were doing missions before, we encountered servants of this level and we were helpless."】
[Eleanor: "Is this the point?! The point is why there is a Holy Grail War in the Marvel Universe?!"]
[Brant: "No matter how you look at it, we must have come to the wrong place, right?!"]
[Nanayo Shiki: "I think I've come to the right place. My pure eye has fully recovered its ability to instantly detect death."]
Suddenly, the other three reincarnations focused their attention on the young man wearing black-framed glasses, and a screen full of question marks appeared in the consciousness space of the mental communication channel.
All things come from the root. If there is birth, there must be an end. The end of things is called "death."
After experiencing two deaths, Nanaya Shiki was connected with the root, and with the Mystic Death Perception Eye combined with his brain, he began to be able to see death directly.
Therefore, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can exert their full power.
Requires link root.
"You must be kidding." Eleanor stood there with her mouth open.
Is this still Marvel?!
Are these two companies really collaborating, or has Type-Moon been acquired? !
"Not only has it recovered." Nanaya Shiki took off his glasses, revealing his deep blue demonic eyes: "And the burden feels much stronger than before, at least ten times stronger."
After saying this, he put on the 'Demon Eye Killer'. He had not yet adapted to this level of burden.
Likewise, he could see more points and lines.
"Your eyes are very interesting." Stephen looked at the clothes of several reincarnations and asked, "Are you the magicians of Kamar-Taj?"
He had already noticed the momentary sense of prying from those eyes just now.
"They are all partners who fought side by side with Stephen and me against the Three Mistresses." Claire said.
"You may be able to help, but there is no chance to make a wish." Stephen thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to take you back?"
"We also need to help Claire realize her wish and revive another Stephen!" Eleanor said quickly, "He has saved us many times!"
It's true.
Stephen's trust in these people increased a little. He was about to say something, but suddenly turned and looked towards the city center.
"It seems that someone can't wait even before nightfall."
The sky was covered with a torrent of metal, an army composed of countless robots.
Like dark clouds, they blocked the last rays of the setting sun and shrouded the earth in a cold shadow.
The scale of these machine armies is so large that they seem to be the ultimate presentation of technology in the future industrial age. Among them is a special being holding a spear and with six gems inlaid on his chest.
It is particularly eye-catching in this night.
"A crazy robot can also become a heroic spirit. I guess he might be a berserker?" Stephen raised his eyebrows.
"Enemy?" Two balls of purple magic energy surged out of Claire's hands.
"Don't worry." Stephen looked around, snapped his fingers, and said, "We are not the only participants in this Holy Grail War."
At the moment when the figures of several people disappeared, the roar and roar of the locomotive resounded through the sky.
The burning skeleton knight riding a flaming motorcycle swung his chains, and the Hulk with a white beard waved his fists, flew out from the ground, jumped up, and rushed towards the dense steel torrent.
The Holy Grail War has officially begun.
[Eleanor: Is that Infinite Ultron? ]
[Lou Baiyu: It looks like it]
Is it too late to give up the mission and go back now?
The sun was blazing, yellow sand filled the sky, and a lone vehicle was driving slowly along an almost invisible track.
"Hey man, I think you should know that the movie being filmed right now is called Deadpool and Wolverine, right?"
"Do you think we have the copyright to pay Warner Bros?! Or do you think Disney has more money to buy Warner Bros?!!!"
"If they really have that much money, I just want to see them acquire Sony as soon as possible. Do you know how much I want to hang out with Peter? Not the diabetes guy, but the one who threw some dust in your eyes. Well, I can't afford to mess with that guy either."
In a beat-up pickup truck, chatter emerged from underneath a red hood.
While cursing, he turned his head every few seconds to glance at the man in a windbreaker smoking in the back seat. Next to him, Wolverine Logan, who was wearing a yellow tights, had veins bulging and his hands gripping the steering wheel slowly extended their claws.
"No smoking in the car, I'm talking to you, you bastard!!!" Deadpool poked his head out, stretched out his right hand and knocked the cigarette out of the windbreaker man's hand:
"You actually put a magic mark in my body. I still liked you so much, but now I'm no longer your fan!!!"
"Anyway, what I want to say is that even if this is the void, a gathering place for all kinds of garbage from the universe and timeline, you should never be here!"
"Keanu Reeves!"
"My name is John Constantine, you bastard." Constantine took a deep breath, put his hands on his face with an irritated and helpless look, and wiped off the mixture of grease and sweat:
"If I could only use teleportation magic on you at that time, do you think I really want to stay with a bastard like you?!"
"Damn, this is a fucking place, your fucking mouth needs to be sewn shut"
“Fuck——!”
Constantine thumped his seat in agitation.
Heat waves rolled across the surface of the desert, and the vehicle seemed to be traveling through a sea of steaming heat. Deadpool's broken-mouthed voice made the already stuffy cabin even more stuffy.
"You're right, this guy is indeed a bastard." Logan glanced at the rearview mirror and silently retracted his claws.
At least the person behind him can empathize with him.
Deadpool glanced at Logan, then turned around, took out his pistol and pointed it at John, removing the gun danger:
"We only welcome Kryptonian Wolverine here. Your setting conflicts with Doctor Strange. Now get back and don't bring trouble to us!"
"Go back? I'd rather die here."
Zila——!
boom--!
Boom! ! !
The moment the emergency brake sounded, gunshots rang out simultaneously, followed by the sound of objects colliding.
Constantine looked at the smoking leather seat and bullet hole beside his ear, and his eyes twitched a few times.
Deadpool rubbed his head and looked back at the driver Logan and asked:
"Do you want us to sue Warner Bros?"
"I hit someone." Logan ignored Deadpool and looked ahead.
In the rainforest landscape that is out of place with the desert area but is spliced here, a silver-haired girl is lying on the ground.
"Shit!" Deadpool cursed.
But soon, after about a few seconds, the girl lying on the ground slowly climbed up, holding on to the trunk of a tree. She was holding a crowbar in her hand and looking towards the location of the vehicle.
With long silver-white hair, super long aho-mane hair and green eyes, her pretty and cute face showed an expression of pain.
She slowly walked to the side of the vehicle, knocked on the door, and said, "Forget about the medical expenses, can I get a ride?"
"Of course no problem, Lady~" Deadpool held his head with both hands and said to Logan behind him:
"Driver, open the door quickly."
"Who are you?" Logan asked cautiously, "Why did you suddenly come out from the ground?"
"Nayako."
For some unknown reason, after a moment of trance, Logan unlocked the back door and let him get in.
"It's so troublesome. There is no service spirit at all." Nayako complained while sitting in the back seat:
"Just because I'm not a reincarnation, I can't use the delivery mechanism. So, do you know how to get out of here?"
"Based on what I saw in the gun version of the movie, we can go find Cassandra later." Deadpool said.
The car started moving again, but this time, Deadpool let Constantine go and turned his attention to his new friend in the car.
Whatever he said, Nayako would agree with him, and the two of them talked and laughed and had a very happy time.
Except for Logan, who glanced in the rearview mirror with a strange expression.
Why did I just let this girl of unknown origin get in the car?
"How did you get thrown here?" Logan asked.
"Me?" Nayako put her feet on the front seat and said, "I wasn't thrown here, I came in by myself."
"You came to this damn place by yourself?" Deadpool exclaimed:
"There aren't even any teenage boys my age in this place."
"There's nothing I can do about it." Nayako sighed, and the hair on her head fell down.
"That's what door-to-door service is like. My boss's sleep quality has always been poor, so I have to play sleep music for him."
She took out a black flute, her expression looking somewhat helpless.
"By the way, let's see if we can find him a few more people to sleep with so he can sleep longer."
She pulled out a crowbar from somewhere and made a swinging gesture: "This is for the peace of the void. It's totally in line with the identity of a superhero!"
"Then you must be a new character appearing in the future."
Deadpool suddenly realized and said, "It seems that they have finally abandoned the political correctness and started to focus on the otaku market."
Nayako was amused by Deadpool's words. She laughed for a while, looked aside, squinted her eyes and asked:
"By the way, who are you, big brother? Are you on the movie screen?"
Ever since Nayako got on the bus, Constantine next to her has been too quiet, even bringing his feet back and trying to move closer to the edge of the car.
Constantine covered the slightly hot Spear of Destiny in his arms with a dazed look in his eyes, then blinked at Deadpool.
"Leave him alone."
Deadpool made a gesture as if whispering something, which made Constantine feel relieved.
"This guy was smuggled in from DC. Although our comics did connect in the last world, the honeymoon period is long over now."
"DC?" The hair on Nayako's head moved: "The one with Superman and Batman?"
"That's it." Deadpool lowered his voice, ignoring Constantine who blinked at him quickly:
"Be careful of this ogling John Constantine. He's probably already fantasizing about having sex with you."
"His God has fallen, so he came to us for refuge. You'd better wear a gas mask. Who knows if this refugee has any reverse virus?"
Reversed
Fall?
The ahoge on Nayako's head slowly stood up, like an antenna.
The smile on her face was a little stiff. After a few seconds of silence, she asked, "The Devourer of All Worlds?"
"Oh my God, you knew that too?!" Deadpool exclaimed, covering his mouth.
"." Nayako's mouth curved a little wider. She looked at Constantine and asked in a trembling voice, "Is your God the same as the Fallen God?"
Constantine put away his confused look and nodded with difficulty.
"Really?"
“Heaven and hell have gone haywire.”
The vehicle is still moving, and Deadpool is still talking, but this time.
"He is the first firmament of this world." After being in a daze for a long time, Nayako slowly turned her head and said to Deadpool, "He is here."
"."
Deadpool suddenly became quiet.
He slowly turned around and sat back in the passenger seat, keeping his posture upright. After a while, he fastened his seat belt.
The entire journey was speechless.
(End of this chapter)