A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

Patta——

The mysterious ultimate matchlock gun that had been tightly held in the hands of Demon King Nobunaga from beginning to end no matter what happened, fell to the ground at this moment, and Demon King Nobunaga completely lost the desire to continue fighting.

Feeling the power from the Starlight in his hand constantly surging throughout his body, Duanmu Ye, who was trying to use mental interference to deal with the Demon Lord Nobunaga, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he miraculously exited the Cthugya mode.

Before the arrival of the Star Color, the spiritual wall of Demon King Nobunaga was indestructible. This collection of tens of thousands of possibilities could not be invaded from the spiritual level by normal means. This is why after coming into contact with Demon King Nobunaga, Duanmu Ye still chose the more direct Cthugha mode as the fighting force, rather than the safer and more familiar King in Yellow.

The only way to defeat a Servant like Demon Lord Nobunaga, who already possesses a certain degree of paranoia and madness, is to attack from the spiritual level. However, how to break through her paranoid madness and penetrate into the most vulnerable part of her mind can only be achieved through direct combat, causing her to fall into absolute defeat and be absolutely helpless.

The sudden appearance of Star Color turned the battle, which should have lasted a little longer, upside down in an instant. The mutations in Demon Lord Nobunaga's body had tortured her beyond recognition, and she had completely given up the desire to continue fighting. This was largely because Hastur's power allowed her to see her current appearance and a hell scroll that seemed to be woven by various Oda Nobunaga characters.

Feeling this power, Duanmu Ye had to admit that the ability of Star Color had some bugs. If he had not fused it with his own flesh and blood as soon as he left Yang Yuhuan and Van Gogh, allowing it to parasitize directly on his body, perhaps Asama Kaname would have been mutated by Star Color into some creature that could not communicate or be controlled before she could be of any use.

In the silence, seeing that the Demon King Nobunaga had completely lost all his fighting spirit, Duanmu Ye gradually moved aside, revealing Asama Kaname who was hiding behind him.

"This space naturally has its own reason for existence. I came here to eliminate all your escape routes, and I think she came here for this moment..."

As he spoke, Demon King Nobunaga no longer looked back, but shifted his gaze to the front, looking at the white-haired girl sitting beside the one in yellow clothes. The figure of Asana Kaname appeared in her eyes.

However, the conversation that Duanmu Ye had expected did not happen at this moment. When he actually saw the Demon King Nobunaga, Asana put down his hands that were covering his mouth. His lips kept moving as if he was trying hard to say something, but in the end he did not utter a word.

When they looked into each other's eyes, the Demon Lord Nobunaga's sparkling eyes revealed a hint of surprise and joy. Although he had rescued Asama in the beginning simply because he couldn't stand the officer who tried to order him around, and had given the identity of the master to this girl who seemed to have always been used for venting and entertainment.

Demon King Nobunaga knew that this was actually the memory of Oda Nobunaga in this time and space, not hers, but he had to admit that this was her memory.

As a collection of all the possible Nobunaga's past, present, and future, all of Oda Nobunaga's memories and concepts are almost part of her individual self. She has no choice but to acknowledge that this memory is a part of her. If Asama before her is someone she needs to protect, even if she kills the Oda Nobunaga of this time and space with her own hands...

"Seeing you like this... this is truly... a truly humiliating failure..."

"I, I didn't..."

Asana wanted to say something, but the words that were about to come out of his mouth were immediately stopped by the raised hand of the Demon Lord Nobunaga.

All words have no meaning at this moment. As the Demon King Nobunaga who played a considerable role in Japanese history, he did not want to hear any words of comfort at this moment.

Whether as Oda Nobunaga or as the Demon King, she didn't want to hear any words related to soothing her emotions at this moment.

Losers have no power to explain or speak out. If they lose, they lose. No matter what words they use to comfort themselves, they cannot change the result. Since they are losers, they naturally have to have the awareness of being a loser.

"You win, but before I kill myself, could you please tell me your origins? I don't want to keep calling you a monster."

The Demon King Nobunaga paused, and then while looking at Duanmu Ye, he forced out a very ugly smile on his face which had already become extremely hideous due to the burning.

But Duanmu Ye could easily see some relief under such a smile, which was the last wish of the Demon King Nobunaga.

"I believe you can understand the feeling of not wanting to be defeated by an unknown person..."

In silence, the Demon King Nobunaga did not pause for too long and made another addition.

This time, Duanmu Ye felt something under him pulling at the corner of his clothes. When he turned his head, Asana's sincere expression caught his eye in an instant.

"..."

Duanmu Ye remained silent. Honestly, he didn't want to reveal his name in front of them. Even though they didn't possess the ability to kill him upon knowing his real name, it wasn't because revealing his real name would likely expose them to the spiritual erosion of the Outer Gods...

It was simply because Duanmu Ye didn't want to say much. It seemed that because of the taciturn nature of Hastur's Yellow King mode, Duanmu Ye didn't like to say much in this state.

This was completely different from his talkative personality in Ketugeya mode, and even Duanmu Ye couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong.

However, at this moment, looking at Asama Kaname's pious eyes that almost regarded him as a god, Duanmu Ye finally used his hands to pull Asama Kaname away from his side, and then looked coldly at the Demon King Nobunaga in front of him.

"The Yellow King, Hastur..."

As soon as the words fell, the entire blank space changed drastically. It was just seven simple words, but it seemed as if countless people of all kinds were whispering in his ears at the same time in various languages, making the Demon King Nobunaga, who was expecting something before, look frozen. Even though he covered his ears with his hands at the first moment, it was like an egg against a hammer in the face of such whispers.

The Demon King Nobunaga finally realized why the other party had been avoiding telling his real name from the beginning to the end after hearing the voices continuously transmitted through the gaps between his palms. Such ability was like those demon gods who would not allow others to blaspheme. As long as someone recited his name or thought of his name in their mind, he would not hesitate to bring down divine punishment until death completely ended such a curse.

The pupils of Demon King Nobunaga, who already possessed the power of gods and Buddhas, kept trembling. Even though she tried her best to block the whispering sounds that entered her brain, it seemed useless.

But just before his thoughts completely collapsed, the Demon King Nobunaga couldn't help but have a question in his mind.

Since knowing his name would make people so defenseless, why didn't he recite his real name to everyone at the first opportunity? In this way, wouldn't the people who knew his real name be defeated without a fight at the first opportunity?

Such a question was doomed to have no results. Just resisting those irresistible voices from outer space had completely convinced the Demon King Nobunaga. Without any strength to open her mouth to ask, she finally set her sights on Asama Kaname who was standing behind "Hasta", as if to confirm whether she had suffered the same influence as herself.

However, Asama, who looked at a loss, fell into a considerable panic. When he saw this scene again, the Demon King Nobunaga finally let go of the anxiety in his heart.

The next moment, she lowered her hands from her ears and picked up the mysterious ultimate matchlock gun, but this time, she was not going to launch a surprise attack on Duanmu Ye. Instead, she put the muzzle of the gun against her chin, and with a smile on her face, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The blood dyed the white floor red, like a pool of red paint, blooming the first color in this flawless space.

The blood that gradually flowed out from her neck continued to spread around, as if it was alive and was devouring the land around the body of the Demon King Nobunaga. However, her body did not fall down because of the presence of the matchlock gun.

Witnessing this scene, Duanmu Ye's face did not relax at all. If this space was compared to the interior of the Holy Grail, then there must be a reason for them to come here.

That person was not the Demon King Nobunaga, nor was it him, nor was it Asama Kaname who came here, but there was no doubt that the person who brought them here was in this space.

Tread-tap-

Slow footsteps were heard from a distance, and the continuous applause attracted the attention of Duanmu Ye and Qianjian Yao.

A thin figure appeared in front of Duanmu Ye, with a discarded white wig and plastic material for disguise behind him. The mustache was unmistakable. A name that shocked the world even more than "Hasta" suddenly appeared in Duanmu Ye's mind.

"I really underestimated you, the intruder in the Holy Grail War, for making it this far..."

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 59: Caster Hitler? The most incompatible job appears!

intruder?

Asana was stunned, and his eyes kept blinking, obviously unable to understand what the visitor said.

What does the interloper of the Holy Grail mean?

Is that guy with the mustache also a Servant?

Asama was speechless. Ever since she witnessed Archer being tortured into that state, she could no longer understand anything that was happening at this moment. Whether it was the admiration she had for the person before her, or Archer's strange behavior before committing suicide, she could not understand it.

What was even more incomprehensible was that, clearly there were only three of them in this space from the very beginning, yet a man she had never seen before walked out from nowhere.

Through her innate intuition, she was able to tell the other party was a familiar similar to a Servant the moment she saw him. The reason why he was similar was entirely because the other party's magical reaction was too calm, like a magic prop composed of a single magic power, without any of the magical complexity that a Servant should possess.

Although Servants descended from the Holy Grail and the ley lines of the earth are also spiritual beings composed of magical power, and can be considered familiars with both a self and a soul, it is precisely because they possess a self and a soul that the magical power that constitutes their existence often has diverse and complex magical properties, using a certain delicate balance to constitute their existence.

However, at this moment, the Servant that appeared before him did not possess such complexity. His single magical reaction made his existence more like some kind of magic costume than a Servant, a magic costume created for just one purpose.

However, compared to this explanation, Asama Kaname didn't think that after being trained by Oda Nobunaga, she would not be able to detect his presence. The only explanation for why she didn't immediately notice this Servant was that this space had a similar or even identical magical reaction to his...

But, how is that possible? !

"I see. Simply relying on the possession of an Einzbern puppet will still result in her being judged as a Servant participating in the Holy Grail War. Oda Nobunaga will certainly not miss out on investigating those within her clan who might threaten her victory.

By implanting the ritual seal of the Greater Holy Grail in Fuyuki and the magic circuits of Justisa, the Winter Saint, copied by the Einzbern family, the connection was established. Before Oda Nobunaga discovered his true identity, he destroyed his possessed body, and his soul entered the Greater Holy Grail through the pre-created channel without being defeated...

Duanmu Ye was talking to himself at this moment, but he paused when he talked about this nonsense that was only feasible in theory but might not succeed in practice.

Looking at the face in front of him again, which had similarities with many of the related ones, it could almost be said that the original version of him made Duanmu Ye's expression a little complicated.

"I'm a little curious. Logically, Caster should be Maxwell's demon, and you, the fake president, should be Maxwell's demon's master. If what I just said is true, then the one who came here should also be Maxwell's demon."

"Unless... the Einzbern participated in this Holy Grail War, and you are the Servant they summoned. With their help, you arrived at the interior of the Greater Holy Grail in advance!"

Duanmu Ye spoke very slowly, and although every word was extremely heavy, among the only three people present at the moment, Asana was unable to understand it at all.

This is a bunch of nonsense theories. Any magician would think it is nonsense and impossible layman's talk. Even anyone who has some understanding of the nature of magic would not say such a thing. Obviously, this is a self-understanding that even laymen would not say out loud.

However, at this moment, there was a hint of surprise in Hitler's eyes, followed by a hint of appreciation.

"Smart guy, if my opponent back then was you, instead of those Soviet idiots, I might really have given up all resistance and committed suicide, just like that guy just now, helpless and like a stray dog, he shot himself in the brain, ending his life completely."

Hitler's words made Duanmu Ye's expression even more gloomy. Although he was wearing a pale mask to cover his face, the coldness that gradually emanated from his body at this moment made Asama behind him shiver.

"It's just a pity... there is no such if!"

There was no if. Such an answer almost confirmed to Duanmu Ye that his guess was slightly wrong.

There is no Maxwell's demon in this world, nor is there a fake president who serves as a substitute for Hitler. The story of the Imperial Capital Holy Grail Tales is still about Akasei Zoujo and Fujimiya Kyujuku, but from beginning to end, the Caster of this Holy Grail War is not what Sakamoto Ryoma guessed.

The Hitler before him was undoubtedly a Servant who had arrived in this space by unknown means. Although much of what had been said before was nonsense, it seemed that nothing could better explain why Hitler, not Justissa, had appeared in this space that resembled the interior of the Greater Holy Grail...

There's nothing more disheartening than a magician who, after winning the Holy Grail War, went inside the Greater Grail and saw Hitler instead.

Fortunately, Duanmu Ye was mentally prepared to a certain extent that the final boss would be Hitler. Whether it was himself or his substitute, they were just the last level to end this incident.

And when he saw that the last Servant who appeared was the real Hitler, Duanmu Ye couldn't help but conclude that this time was almost the timeline of the Third Holy Grail War, and he was not surprisingly involved in it. It was not as it seemed on the surface that he just brought the seal of the Holy Grail's advent ceremony here.

However, just as the Einzbern would not miss any opportunity for the Greater Holy Grail to descend, the Servants summoned by them also underwent slight changes due to some special issues.

Compared to Angela Mainu, the "original" Avenger, Hitler, the modern Avenger, is even more difficult for Duanmu Ye to collapse.

"So you used Oda Nobunaga to create a Holy Grail bomb carrying your vengeance. Upon detonation, it spread the flames of vengeance like spores to all the people on this land, allowing them to inherit your will and continue your quest to conquer the world?"

Duanmu Ye spoke again after a long silence, but the next moment after he finished speaking, Hitler smiled and shook his head, speaking calmly in a pure German accent.

"You're half right, my friend. I transformed the Greater Holy Grail and integrated my struggle and revenge into it. I merged the space of this Holy Grail with my spiritual base. And at the moment when Oda Nobunaga detonated the Holy Grail, the curse that contained everything about me was spread to everyone!"

Hitler paused, and his seemingly helpless expression, which had been shaking his head, gradually became firm. Then, he raised his hand, which seemed to be wearing a black glove to cope with the cold, and raised a finger.

"But! My goal has never been this tiny island nation, and I have never expected such a tiny place to create any favorable conditions for me!"

"I never wanted just this piece of land, I wanted the whole world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a drop of rain fell on Duanmu Ye's cloak. In just a few blinks of an eye, heavy rain fell from the gradually darkening sky, hitting everyone present like a hail of bullets.

The yellow robe revealed a hint of coldness under the light of lightning across the sky, echoing Hitler in a black coat. An atmosphere that was enough to make the air stagnant was gradually fermenting, as if it would explode at the next time lightning flashed across the sky.

The rain still washed the body of Demon King Nobunaga standing in the rain. The blood flowing from his neck was like a dividing line separating Duanmu Ye and Hitler. Under the damp and cold rainstorm, Hitler silently put his raised finger to his lips, and after closing his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Listen! The rage of revenge is carried on the wind. It is the proof that my will is spreading across the entire world!"

"You've been staying here the whole time, so how could you possibly know what's going on outside?"

Duanmu Ye's decisive words made Hitler, who had closed his eyes and listened to the "sound" of the wind and felt the "touch" of the rain, open his eyes wide.

Boom——

Lightning split the sky, illuminating the earth and the sky in an instant. What was also illuminated in Hitler's eyes was the pale mask under the yellow clothes.

How could he know this!

This was the space of the Holy Grail. He had indeed integrated his spiritual base into it. Unlike the souls of those defeated Servant, he had taken the initiative to come to the interior of the Holy Grail and spent a considerable amount of time to merge his spiritual base with it.

This Holy Grail, which can almost be said to have been born because of him, carries his desire to dominate the world. Although this wish cannot be realized from the inside, he can spread the curse to every corner of the world by destroying the Holy Grail from the outside.

However, no matter how nice the words were, the existence of the Holy Grail trapped him like a cage. The blank world would not change because of his mood. Even he himself did not know why the heavy rain was falling at this moment, let alone seeing the scenery outside from the inside.

The expression that suddenly became serious made Asana shudder amid the falling lightning, and at this moment Hitler really wanted to kill him and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore.

But soon, he smiled with relief.

"Do you think I'll fall into the trap of self-affirmation because of your words? Regardless of the outcome, from the moment Archer detonated the Holy Grail, my wish has been fulfilled. From now on, those who deny me will see me appear one after another. Those who inherit my will will become the new me and conquer the world!"

After saying that, Hitler pointed his finger forward, with a hint of heat burning in his cold eyes.

"And you, along with me, will witness the emergence of more and more Adolf Hitlers!"

Something seemed to be wriggling in the puddle that was constantly gathering. Hitler, with his hands spread out, was quietly waiting for something. That was his army, his companions who shared the same aspirations, ideas, and goals as him!

He does not have much combat capability, and to be able to demonstrate outstanding leadership requires a real army.

At this moment, Hitler believed that those who were infected by his curse would certainly respond to his call, just like the soldiers who followed him to rebuild the glory of Germany during his lifetime, and obey his call!

After a while, the expected large-scale military assembly did not appear. Hitler, realizing that something was wrong, gradually lowered his open arms and looked behind him.

In the puddles that kept splashing under the rain, there was some kind of creature that was about to break through the water surface, and Hitler could clearly detect that it was not the legion he had been expecting, but something else.

What would it be?

Hitler's pupils kept trembling. Even though he tried his best to keep himself calm, the moment he was alone facing these inexplicable things, he still felt fear instinctively.

He didn't have any adaptability that could be called a Caster, and even at the last moment of his life, he didn't seek help from those con man magi.

As if to mock him, he was summoned here again shortly after his death, and the position he was given was still the Caster he hated the most, the Caster admired and pursued by those dirty Jewish magicians!

Even though he has A++ leadership, the people of this land listen to Archer Oda Nobunaga more than his words. In desperation, he arrives at the interior of the Holy Grail in advance with the help of the Einzbern family, who were also born in Germany, waiting for the moment when his plan succeeds.

However, reality seemed to be playing a joke on him. Those who broke through the puddles were not the warriors who had established contact with him, but countless, endless yellow-clothed figures that appeared in front of him almost as if copied and pasted.

"No, no... This is impossible!"

This is the Holy Grail space that is synchronized with his spiritual base, why is it out of his control?

However, when Hitler turned around again to question, Duanmu Ye's figure had already crossed the line divided by Oda Nobunaga's blood, and came to Hitler's face, almost close to his face, and spoke calmly.

"It's a pity that you can't see what's happening outside..."

The flames of karma flickered, and the fall of Japan plunged the Japanese both at home and in other countries into a certain degree of madness. Except for a place far away in Siberia, an island far away from the Far East, the order related to it seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.