All things written in the book are lies, and those who have no experience in sorcery should teach their servants the mysteries. The specific purpose of the self-developed dirty inkstone is to carry forward the two dirty inkstones in the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Wang Mu, who has obtained the magic knowledge of the old worm, can certainly use this magic.

Wang Mu closed his eyes, tried his best, covered his broken arm with his palm, and slowly recited the incantation.

"Giving you false authority" peels off, flows, and makes the paper have a great magic.

Divide the glory boarding (will honor the boarding) rights and weaken the connection with the master.

"Oh my God, it's not worth it, oh my God, oh my God!"

The casting car moved to the owner position.

After reciting the three spells, Wang Mu opened his eyes, and the red spell flowed like a river to the side of the book, and finally printed the same bloodshot as white paper on the title page.

"Well, that's good."

Wang Mu picked up the book and turned it over. Under the guidance of the magic session, he deeply felt that he could exercise his master's power normally and successfully replaced Long Zhijie.

The first big magic unleashed, perfect.

"Next, you ...... The price of Jill.

Wang Mu curled the corners of his mouth, and the broken segment of the broken arm was burned off with the most basic magic, returning to the interface of the rain dragon.

The murderer made the wound expand in the frenzied self-biting, and finally the entire arm turned into a drop of blood, even if Wang Mu wanted to go for treatment, there was no way, he was already on the verge of death after bleeding too much.

Lose your marbles.

"Ryosuke, although I am not ashamed of your actions, you are truly a pure person.

Wang Mu did not use the word "human".

"More... More ......"

When his students begin to slack off, he still expects more beautiful colors and art that pushes the limits - that is, himself.

"When you say it, you want me to do it."

Wang Mu's eyes hardened, the energy of life spread, and only he could see the black mist in the crazy hell.

With a quick blow, rushed to the abdomen, shattering his intestines and intestines.

"Oh..."

After receiving such a heavy blow, the dragon mouth spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes seemed to light up again.

"That's it! The ultimate art! Absolutely red! I'm a great asset myself......"

Seeing this, Wang Mu no longer looked at this dying man and freed him from the shackles of madness and hell.

Gradually, under the constant self-injury of the dragon, he slowly lowered his head and fell silent.

The murderer of Fuyuki Castle finally finds the masterpiece he wants most - self-death.

At this time, Wang Mu sensed that a magical message, along with the newly deleted Imperial Dragon's Mouth Spell, had been sent to a distant place, informing the servant master who was wearing shackles on the dragon's mouth of the death.

The timing was perfect. Wang Mu ignored the bloody corpse and held up the book of the false minister.

"Custer, come to me."

The paper began to burn, and the magic of the storm blew in front of Wang Mu.

An ancient and extravagant robe, with an inky texture dotted with blood-red markings, and its unusually large pupils hint at nocturnal creatures—casters of the Grail, of course.

His eyes rolled like a fish. When he saw Yusheng's body, his eyes were already wide.

"Dragon~'s interface!!""

With a strange tone, Guildres sadly picked up Ryunosuke Akutagawa's body, not caring about the blood stains on his precious robes.

"Oh, oh, my lord, the dragon's interface!" You are so pitiful that you abandoned me first, and gave up the art we agreed upon! Gods! Not only was Joan taken away, but so was the dragon interface!!"

Guildres sobbed sadly, grabbing his hair with one hand and smashing the ground to pieces with the other.

Without the reinforcement of the magic workshop, it is likely that thin slabs would have been thrown onto the casting machine.

"Control your temper, Baron Laval."

The king let out a polite sigh. In fact, he cares most about his own floor, which can't stand up to the destruction of Guildres.

Hearing his voice, Gilderres was silent, slowly turned his head, and stared at Wang Mu with eerie and terrifying eyes.

"Did you kill my lovely dragon master?"

"Don't say that, Baron." Wang Mu tilted his head and looked at the ghost in front of him. "Ryunosuke Ukatsu was after his death, and I was just an angel who made his wish come true and did him a little favor."

"Nonsense! Dragon Interface~ He and I agreed!"

Shouted. We will reach the highest level of artistry by offering blasphemous sacrifices to the proud God!"

As he spoke, a magical purple light still flashed around him, and a vague devilish figure appeared inside.

"Well, that's none of my business."

Faced with such a scene, Wang Mu did not panic, but laughed hissively and took the book of the fake minister in his hand.

"I am cursed by you. In other words, you don't have a chance to achieve what you call your 'ideals'. ”

Seeing this Red Book, Guildres grew up in amazement.

"Why...... Ryunosuke's spell will be on you!"

"You can't even say this because you're Custer?" Mr. Baron, you are a decadent nobleman, who only sets fire to people for pleasure, guarding a precious mountain in an open place, but does not know how to study it carefully. I'd rather send it to me.

Wang Mu opened the book of the false minister again, and ordered-

"In the name of Castel, Castel de Lies gave me the knowledge of 'spiraling oblivion' in his writing!"

In contrast to sabers, spears, bows and arrows, etc., spellcasters have no anti-magic, because even their own magic can be affected if they have anti-magic, so the king's spell can harness them almost perfectly.

"Hmmm......"

Despite reluctance, under the control of the spell, Guildreis took out his treasure, the Manuscript of the Forgotten City of Conch.

On the cover of the yellowed old leather book, a tied woman weeps silently, as if to tell an unspeakable story about some ancient evil.

You can't go wrong.

Wang Mu could feel his soul tremble with excitement from the mystery recorded in it.

As soon as Guildres saw Wang Mu, he turned his head and handed him the book.

"My master's craftsmanship is not as good as man's, and it is right to kill him...... An unknown magician, since you are so fond of black magic, how about this "snail forgetting textbook"? A transcript will only tell you what's inside.

"The most prominent abilities of the 'Spiral Oblivion Script' are summoning and sacrifice, do you think I don't know?" Write it down honestly and keep your wealth to yourself.

I wanted to take over the lollipop-like book, but Wang Mu's self-control was stronger than his addiction.