Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Matou Zaiyan looked at Roland eagerly, spit out words of ingratiating words from his throat, and the dry face like a skeleton also put on a creepy and kind expression.

But the answer is that Roland's expression is as cold as a cold wind.

"Don't be kidding, from the very beginning, there have been irreconcilable contradictions between us."

For the first time, an angry expression appeared on Roland's face, which never had too many fluctuations and seemed to have no emotional ups and downs.

"The moment I knew you were here, I decided to kill you. No matter where you hide, I will kill you, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth."

For the first time, Roland took the initiative to spit out a vicious announcement. The maliciousness in his heart made the power projected by the Kingdom of Shadows rise, and his scarlet eyes almost turned into a thick blood light, and he could only vaguely detect the cruel pupils.

"Oh," Matou Zuoyan's face also became ugly, "It seems that you are dissatisfied with the old man's way of doing things?"

The situation finally entered an irreconcilable scene, which was also the last thing Matou Zaiyan wanted to see. If possible, he would never put himself in a crisis.

If he could cooperate with Roland if he was killed once, Matou Zaiyan wouldn't mind at all.

But under the young man's deeply wrinkled brows and hideous expression, the killing intent was very obvious.

——He wanted to completely wipe out the existence named Matou Zorken.

Under such circumstances, Matou Zoken couldn't sit still, even though he didn't want to fight a magician with an inherent barrier at all.

"That's right. I feel sick when I think of people like you actually exist in the world."

Roland didn't hide his purpose, and planned the conflict on his own initiative. He didn't care about lying, and he often lied to others for fun, but he would never have the attitude that a human should have towards this disgusting scum.

This is a judgment, it is his verdict, the enemy should be made to regret his powerlessness and be crushed with pain and resentment in the wailing and despair!

Matou Zuoyan looked at the murderous Roland, his amiable face was torn to shreds again, and the ugly voice rang out again.

"It's hard to understand that there are still strange guys like you among magicians. Those who pursue the magic way should abandon those useless things. Do you still want to be a partner of justice?"

Roland was silent, and walked to Matou Zuo Yan.

Matou Zuoyan knew that his behavior was distorted. Even from the point of view of magic, his idea of ​​actively torturing his family's blood for fun was abnormal and would be spurned by other magicians, but that was all. Magicians are cold-blooded creatures who act for profit and ideals.

Just like him, Matou Zaiyan realized that he had forgotten a lot of things, and knew that he was facing the limit time and time again.

In the beginning, the body he obtained with the secret technique could last for decades. Later, it became a few years, or even once a year. Now, every few months, he has to replace a body to maintain his life. So most of the magic power of the body is also used on this, making his strength continue to decline.

When a fresh body is obtained by him, it will begin to rot.

Matou Zuoyan was very familiar with the feeling of a little bit of decay and erosion, because his spirit was the same, his memories and the past began to shatter and distort. He had long understood that he was crazy.

But the obsession still exists and must not die!

Matou Zuoyan is a monster that exists to survive, so he must not die!

Seeing Roland's self-righteous appearance, Matou Zuoyan felt that a certain part of his heart was touched, and he mocked in a hoarse voice without hesitation.

"What's wrong? Feeling guilty for not being able to save? This is fate! No matter what you say, the old man has lived for hundreds of years, and I have eaten countless lives and caused a lot of unnecessary pain. But you can't save them anymore!"

Matou Zuoyan laughed loudly, but every time he said a word, he felt the pain in his heart like being stabbed by a knife.

"Also, the old man will continue to live! Using the secret technique of the Matou family, you only need a portion of human flesh, no matter if you are a man or a woman. After being swallowed by a bug, you can freely make the shape you like. Anyway, it is also a bug. In five hundred years, guess how many people have been eaten by this old man? You should regret it in your lament!"

Matou Zuoyan looked at Roland expectantly, hoping to see what he came up with, confusion, remorse, just a hint of it would be fine!

"Huh?" Roland showed a surprised expression, his eyes were indifferent, "What does that have to do with me?"

The icy and arrogant tone didn't have any trace of exploration in this area, but the pace of progress has not stopped.

"Listen, I don't care what evil deeds you have committed, or what good deeds you have done, I just want to kill you."

"However, what you said is quite interesting. Think about it carefully. With your behavior, as long as you kill you, no matter what kind of scum I look at, no matter what kind of scum I am, this matter is open. Justice?"

"It's quite interesting, then, this time, as a passing justice messenger, I will punish you."

"Wait?" Under the protection of the insect swarm, Matou Ziyan kept backing away, his tone full of disbelief, "Since you don't think the old man is wrong~www.novelmt.com~why..."

"Didn't you say the answer?"

Roland interrupted Matou Zheyan impatiently, and said, "The shape of the body can be changed, but doesn't your ghostly posture just prove the decay of your soul?"

He stared at Matou Zuoyan and said word by word, the raging flames in his eyes seemed to be burning.

"In this world, everyone should have a path recognized by themselves. You can move forward or stay where you are. Even if you go astray, or even give up, and spend your life in a hurry, I can understand it."

"But I absolutely can't stand one thing, look back."

Roland's footsteps stopped.

"People shouldn't look back. Just thinking of someone walking on the road, but turning around and going to the starting point that I hate the most, this kind of thing is really unreasonable, but I can't control the world, but I can still Kill you, wipe away the blood, and pretend you don't see it."

Matou Zuoyan had nowhere to go. He was forced to a corner in his house, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"What do you think? Matou Zuoyan, or—Marchili Sorgen?"

"Ahhh!" Hearing that name, Matou Zuoyan screamed like a frightened little girl, showing a fierce expression he had never had before.

"Let the old man leave now, and I will take the initiative to leave this island country and not appear in front of you, otherwise, we will have no choice but to die."

"That's absolutely impossible." The words that formed a huge contrast with that fierce expression made Roland smile, "Don't think of yourself too high, you idiot, the bugs will die obediently to me."

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