In the pitch-black underground cave, the Holy Grail was silently performing its functions.
Supplying the Servants with mana to maintain their Masters' contracts, and promptly recovering the Command Spells when someone is defeated...
As the greatest contributor to the Holy Grail War, it is based on the Third Magic Heavenly Grail, and its functions are not simply those manifested by the Holy Grail system. It is for this reason that foreign magicians will misjudge its role.
Until now, few people know its true location, or even if someone does know it, they are unable to do anything about it.
Because now it has already been dyed black.
Inside the Greater Holy Grail, in the dark wave of pure magic, a cursed black shadow stood in the center.
This place is actually a world of its own. In the center of the waves is a mountain of dried corpses. The sky, as red as blood, emits a gloomy light.
The cries of sorrow and pain echoed around, and the hypocritical evil god stood among them.
"It's our first battle, and no Servant has died yet? Well..."
Angra Mainyu, a collection of wishes that was given the name of the evil of this world, distorted the Holy Grail due to its own nature after entering it, and longed for his own birth and the destruction of mankind.
"It doesn't take that long. I forced the last contestant to qualify and rounded up the candidates. Now that they have already entered this vicious vortex, I can sense the malice of that guy, and the fight between them will never stop."
Thinking of the unintentional act that day, a malicious smile appeared on Angra mainyu's face. He had originally chosen the Master out of preference, but he did not expect that the seventh Master was so capable. Even with so many conditions missing, he still quickly summoned the Heroic Spirit and sent a Master away in advance.
Although he seemed to have felt that the contract between him and the Holy Grail was a little weak recently and he could no longer feel the spiritual connection, this was ultimately just a trivial matter. As the Greater Holy Grail, Angra Mainyu possessed the highest authority in this system and he did not need to fear Servants or Masters.
What needs his more attention now is another matter.
Angramainu stood up and looked at the stone platform opposite him. On it, ten gray octagonal rune stones were arranged in a circle.
As an unknown Heroic Spirit born with the title of the evil of this world, Angramainu's power was pitifully weak compared to his Servants, so despite his many struggles, he was quickly eliminated in the last Holy Grail War.
Then, his soul fell into the Greater Holy Grail, contaminated the magic in it in the form of a wish, and used the Third Law to take on flesh, and was sucked into the Holy Grail.
Originally, he should lie dormant until he seduced the victor into making a wish, and then use the long-distorted Holy Grail to allow himself to be born, thereby fulfilling his duty as the evil of this world and destroying all humans who deserved to be cursed.
But when he began to contaminate the Holy Grail, he discovered a fact.
——There has long been another powerful existence entrenched here. Fortunately, he seemed to have lost his will. When the Holy Grail went out of control, he controlled the two lucky people through the contract between the masters, used his incomprehensible power to distort the world, and summoned twelve special talismans.
Each of them has its own strengths, each has its own unique skills, each talisman is amazing, and the power of the twelve together gives Angra Mainyu an extra surprise.
The most puzzling thing is that after the twelve talismans were summoned, the powerful being suddenly disappeared. No one knows what attracted the other party.
But this undoubtedly gave Angra Mainyu an opportunity. He didn't need to wait for future opportunities. As long as he relied on the power of these spells and made a wish this time, he could be born as the true god of evil!
"They took away two more. Humph, but they will deliver them to us on their own initiative."
This was a power that he longed for, so how could a cursed human being escape it?
It seemed that because they had traveled too far, the power of these spells did not disappear, but it seemed quite weak.
Even if Angra Mainyu used up all his strength, he couldn't even activate it, let alone nourish and recharge it afterwards.
But it doesn't matter. After sixty years of accumulation, the magic power of Fuyuki City has reached the critical line for making wishes. Using this power and combining it with the third method, these spells can definitely be activated. Those lucky ones will not miss this opportunity.
All he had to do was wait with hope. These ten spells had been in contact with the evil of this world for so long, and Angra Mainyu was confident that those two guys definitely couldn't have mastered them better than he did.
When he is resurrected, he will snatch the talismans from them. Unless they are the real owners of these talismans, Angra Mainyu will not be afraid of any contender.
Although he was feeling very low emotions except hatred, Angra Mainyu showed a rare excitement when he thought of the scene of the talismans being gathered together.
"My brain is trembling..."
From the pitch-black Holy Grail, the terrifying laughter echoed once again.
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"Um?"
Roland was sitting at the dining table, holding a small knife and carefully carving on the precious stone.
"That's right, Master, you did a great job, didn't you? This has nothing to do with me..."
Medea looked at Roland with admiration and complained, "You are so good at making props and you can master magic at once. Sometimes I don't know if you are the caster or I am the caster."
"After all, strictly speaking, this is the first gift I made. To be on the safe side, it would be safer to ask you to check and fix any deficiencies."
Roland answered Medea's questions casually while concentrating on adding the finishing touches to the statue which already had a prototype.
"By the way, where's Sakura?"
"That kid went out to buy groceries early in the morning... Damn it, why is a kid more talented than me in home economics!"
Medea whimpered, somewhat unwillingly.
"Master, you actually let a child like that go out alone."
"Little kid?" Roland laughed. "With the amulet you gave me, it would be difficult for a normal magician to break through her defense. Besides, I also sent servants to guard her. What can happen..."
Roland paused for a moment, and the scarlet light in his pupils was now extremely bright and seemed to be about to burst out.
"Someone from the Matou family came to our door."
"Matou Zouken?"
Medea asked in confusion.
"No, it's the Berserker's Master," Roland stood up and threw the carved prop into the shadows.
"It's just right. Let's go ask him if he knows the secret behind the bombing of the Matou family. By the way, let him understand the price of trying to touch my things."
"——Let's take this opportunity to get rid of the Berserker as well."