I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

……

The small building of the Maori Office.

"This is too inhumane, rushing to clear the relationship..."

Xiaolan came over at some point, with her hands on her hips, looking angry.

Conan rolled his eyes.

That's really a girl's idea.

"He was protecting this girl."

Uncle Maori was unusually serious. He took out a cigarette and lit it with some emotion.

huh~~

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he spoke with a hint of jealousy, "Having earned that person's recognition and inherited the ancient heroic power, Neon, no, the jealous, malicious, and greedy eyes of the entire world are now focused on him."

"No one will dare to touch the person who confessed. But if a direct attack is not possible, how about a roundabout way?"

"To gain or destroy a person, one never needs strength."

"It becomes possible to manipulate all sorts of seemingly coincidental events to corrupt or destroy his mind, and then gain his power."

After a few words.

Xiaolan was a little confused.

But Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri in surprise.

So... Uncle has actually discovered my identity a long time ago, right?

next moment.

Kogoro Mouri's expression changed, and he opened his mouth in an exaggerated laugh, with his tongue sticking out.

"Hahaha, but speaking of which, this little girl has a really nice figure. I didn't know she has cousins ​​at home..."

bump.

"Don't be so lecherous at a time like this, Dad."

Xiaolan hung her head over his with a dark face, looking at him with empty eyes.

"That's why Mom doesn't want to remarry you."

....

In fact, the whole incident was very short.

297 In this short period of time, the audience, whose number had skyrocketed to tens of millions, had a huge impact on them.

After a long time.

Gradually calm down in the frenzy of jealousy and envy that was almost inappropriate.

They were trembling and excited, frantically looking for friends and colleagues to come and see God.

The short videos sent out in the circle of friends revealed a group of crazy figures and a chaotic dance of demons.

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell, mom, come out and see, God has appeared!!!"

"Arada, Arada, wake up quickly, the Holy King has appeared!!!"

"Hahahaha, let me tell you, let me tell you, even if it's on the other side, is it an insurmountable distance for that person?!!!"

It seems that without seven or eight exclamation marks, the emotions cannot be expressed.

TikTok?, forums, YouTube, Twitter... Countless video screenshots of this incident spread like crazy...

Driven by the self-enthusiasm of tens of millions of people, it had spread to every corner of the world before dawn.

The whole world exploded.

Countless people were gasping for breath, with red eyes, tossing and turning unable to sleep, and suddenly stood up and pounded the table.

Damn it.

Why not me?

Wow, it seems like I've become a knight of the Holy King.

Ok.

Countless people are completely sleepless.

……

"Shet!"

"Shet!"

"Shet!"

Three o'clock in the morning.

Federation East Asia secret military base.

The white and solemn base meeting room is located nearly 300 meters underground.

Even the military leaders present were furious and had not backed down since they heard the news of the first incident.

The big guys who usually pay the most attention to appearances are now all red-eyed and keep saying "shhhhh" all the time...

156. What? Some idiot summoned the Old Ones!!!

Made.

Compared with the favor of the Holy King, their tiny power is nothing.

Forget about giving it to a president, even giving it to the president of the earth is useless.

It was fine before, but now I’m clearly slapping them in the face and telling them—

Even on the other side, the Holy King is still the Holy King.

"Let's not talk about this newly minted Knight of Glory for now..."

Solidified in the gloomy atmosphere.

The old general opened his red eyes and crushed the cigarette butt in the overflowing ashtray.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and exhaled slowly.

"Tell me about that monster? Where did it come from? Who does it belong to?"

The earth belongs to mankind.

Humans are the rulers of this planet.

Even if it is an extraordinary being, they always know the number. Unless it is a stowaway who suddenly came through, it is impossible for them not to know.

Moreover, the monster's physique was ridiculously strong. It could tear a group of tyrants apart with its bare hands as easily as eating or drinking water. And they were a fucking tribe.

How could it appear out of nowhere?

really.

Behind a big boss, a brown-haired young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood up and spoke in a serious voice.

"We've found out. This monster was created by a great Neon monster named Feather Fox."

As he spoke, the entire screen flashed, revealing a cold-looking young woman with long black hair.

Detailed information is then provided.

It is extremely inefficient, or even inefficient, for Neon to check on its own.

But if it's Dad's order...

Almost forty minutes later, they got the document.

After seeing the information, even the bigwigs present couldn't help but become serious.

It is a monster among monsters that has lived in the capital since ancient times, standing on the human stage and dominating humans.

The nemesis of the Hanakaiin family, a powerful family of extraordinary Onmyojis in Japan.

It absorbs hatred, jealousy, anger, despair and other resentments emanating from the political center and continues to grow stronger.

This particularity.

In Neon's local judgment system, it is an S-level mobile disaster.

Even in their evaluation system, it is a single deterrent that reaches the tactical level.

Ok.

It can barely be compared to a third-rate heroic spirit (Luo Shu's new version).

"What are you waiting for? Let's capture the experimental subject immediately."

A female chaebol representative waved her hand impatiently.

Who has time to care about these things now?

In the past, it might have been a first-tier existence on the planet, but now it’s nothing.

It’s about competing with the Heroic Spirits, not matching them.

What about you magic?

Where's your treasure?

Seventy percent, or even ninety percent, of a Heroic Spirit's strength lies in their Noble Phantasms and passive abilities.

Compared to these, she cared more about the current whereabouts of the boy who was chosen by that person and made her jealous to the point of madness.

If I could marry him and bring him aboard the Conon family's chariot...

"Katsuna¨" !"

A representative from the Ryan family, one of the three largest chaebols in the West, frowned and reminded, "Listen down first."

Things are not that simple now.

The young man with the eyes immediately continued, “But the problem is, a few months ago, when the Fifth Holy Grail War in Tianmu was in the middle stage.

She got a book - Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Record."

The holographic projection showed a human-skin book that exuded an uncomfortable aura.

It was as if I could sense some kind of creature wriggling and whispering.

The bosses frowned subconsciously.

"Seven Cryptical of Hsan".

Legend has it that the seal script was copied by the ancient philosopher Xuanjun (Hsan the Greater) in the late Xinghan period of the ancient Eastern country.

But the original has been lost.

What exists now is the English version that was secretly taken out of the East in the late 19th century.

Rumors hold secrets of life and death, and how to communicate with the Great Ancients."

The young man with the eyes spoke in a serious tone, even with fear.

The more he investigated, the more he felt as if something was chasing him.

"Is it related to magic?"

The military leader asked.

"No."

The young man with dark eyes shook his head hesitantly.

"Is there any connection with the Heroic Spirit?"

"No...no."

"Are you in contact with that person?"

“Neither…nor.”