"Death...Resurrection of the Dead?"
Waver Velvet was stunned by the scene that happened in front of him, and even his voice was trembling.
Because things like resurrecting the dead are definitely beyond the limits of magic and should belong to the category of magic.
As for magic, there have been only five kinds since human beings recorded it. They are also called the five laws. They are powerful forces that surpass all magic and can interfere with the entire world.
He simply couldn't believe that the other party could use it easily with the identity of Servant and the fighting class of Crazy Warrior.
"We really saw something incredible..." Rider was also shocked.
But soon he realized that not all the children who had been killed had been resurrected.
In the darkest corner, there were two children who looked like they had been dead for a while and did not come back to life like the others.
Only the mutilated body was repaired, but there was no breathing or heartbeat.
In order to confirm his guess, Iskandar quickly walked closer, squatted down and carefully inspected the condition of the corpse. After about two or three minutes, he raised his head and asked, "Why were these two children not resurrected?"
"Because their souls are no longer here." Allen sighed with regret.
"Soul?" Rider caught the key word keenly.
"That's right! What I just performed is not Resurrection of the Dead in a strict sense. It simply repairs the corpse completely and then stuffs the soul floating in the air back. This also means that only those who have died recently and whose soul has not yet gone to the world of the dead can come back to life."
Allen did not try to hide anything and openly told the truth about his resurrection ability.
After all, people die every day in the world due to various accidents.
He doesn't want to be targeted by the Mage's Association of this world, and he doesn't want to see people bringing the corpses of their relatives, friends and lovers every day, deliberately trying to come to him for help in resurrecting them.
"Repair the corpse and then put the soul of the deceased back in? Is this really something that humans can do?" Waver muttered to himself, looking at the children who were crying loudly.
Although the explanation just now made him realize that this kind of resurrection of the dead has not yet reached the level of the sixth magic, it is by no means something that magic can do.
Repairing the dead body may not be difficult for Magus who is proficient in healing magic.
But if it involves the soul, it is easily reminiscent of Einzbern family's artificial life technology and the materialization of Third Magic's soul.
However, Allen obviously did not intend to further explain the various abilities possessed by Soul-Soul Fruit. He directly picked up the crying little ones, threw them onto the chariot one by one, and then said without looking back, "I'll leave it to you to send them to the ground. Is that okay?"
"Hahahaha! Of course! I swear that I will send these crybabies to a safe place." Rider assured him, patting his strong chest.
"In that case, we'll see you later. Goodbye!"
After that, Allen took Wolf Pack and disappeared into the sewer at an extremely fast speed.
Obviously, he was going to try his luck before dawn to see if he could find those two perverts Assassin and deal with them early.
After watching Allen completely walk away, Rider immediately returned to his chariot and said to his own Master with a smile, "Berserker is really a good guy. What do you think?"
"Yeah, I think so too." Waver nodded in agreement.
But within a few seconds, he was disturbed by the children who just kept crying and calling for their parents. No matter how he comforted or coaxed him, it was useless.
In desperation, Rider had no choice but to rush to the surface and find a random police station to hand over to the police.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Waver also used hints and Hypnosis magic on the police.
Otherwise, just because these children were marked as missing and even appeared on TV news programs, he would definitely be detained for interrogation and investigation.
As a large number of missing children were found and returned to their parents, the large-scale child abduction and kidnapping cases that had caused a lot of uproar and panic throughout Fuyuki City finally calmed down a little.
Although the criminals have not been caught so far, it has not resulted in a large-scale irreparable tragedy.
However, the crazy behavior of Uryuu Ryunosuke and French Marshal did not stop because of this, but became more hidden than in the original plot.
"Oh my, that Berserker is really scary. He searches for us in the streets and alleys every night. If he is caught accidentally, he will be dead." Uryuu Ryunosuke laughed and laughed at himself while hiding in an inconspicuous cave on the beach.
Beside him, a little girl who looked to be only six or seven years old was nailed alive to a wooden cross, and underneath the cross was a group of squirming sea monsters, greedily sucking the blood that slipped from her feet.
Although this guy failed to capture enough numbers due to Allen's intervention, he was superior in darkness and cruelty.
"Hmph! There is no doubt that Berserker is the strongest Servant in this year's Holy Grail War, but that doesn't mean he can stop us." French Marshal's eyes flashed with a chilling light.
You must know that the reason why his eyes are so big is not because he is born with them, but because he has peered into the real abyss and has mutated them.
Many times, just a look can give ordinary people a strong fear of the unknown.
"Oh? Are you planning some big move again?" Uryuu Ryunosuke had an excited expression on his face.
French Marshal nodded without thinking, "Of course! I am fully prepared. It is time to teach these guys an impressive lesson and let them understand that our art and ideals cannot be tarnished. From now on, in the next two days, I will concentrate on building a grander stage."
"What about me? How can I help?" Uryuu Ryunosuke asked, pointing to his nose.
"Here! Help me spread these things to every corner of the city."
As he spoke, French Marshal took out a bag full of something that looked like black fish eggs from his wide robe. It felt sticky and slippery.
"What is this?" Uryuu Ryunosuke said with strong curiosity in his tone.
"Hey! This is Abyss Seed, which can feed on human greed and desire. Once it breaks out of its shell, it will form a terrible nightmare realm around it, causing everyone to fall into madness, kill each other, or commit suicide. If you cooperate with my final call, you may be able to kill all the humans in the entire city."
When he said these words, French Marshal was extremely excited and did not feel any guilt at all.
It seemed that in his eyes, causing the death of millions of people with his own hands was not a sin, but a supreme honor.
Similarly, Uryuu Ryunosuke also jumped up suddenly and let out a strange scream. Without saying a word, he picked up a bag of Abyss Seed, rode his motorcycle and immediately returned to the city, where he dropped eggs one by one in the most confidential places.
Unknowingly, these terrible things are continuously absorbing human desires and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just one day, some of them had already broken out of their shells, and monsters like octopuses emerged from them.
But unlike sea demons, these monsters do not actively attack humans. Instead, they control a person's spirit by weaving dreams and illusions, thereby extracting more power to continue to grow.
And those who have had their spirit and will completely drained will collapse without exception. They will either rush to the street with a kitchen knife and chop everyone in sight, or they will directly break the window and jump out to death.
Since the number was not very large at the moment, it did not attract anyone's attention.
On the other side, Tokiomi, who was feeling stressed, was also making final arrangements for his wife and woman.
"Do we have to move to a house in Chancheng?" Young Rin raised his head and asked unwillingly.
"Ah! That's right! Once Holy Grail War fully breaks out, Fuyuki City will no longer be safe here. And as the cooperation with the church priests is exposed, Tohsaka family will most likely be attacked by other Master. I will not be sure to protect your safety by then." Tokiomi explained calmly.
After all, Zenchou family is the family of his wife Aoi. Although there were some excellent Maguss several generations ago, they no longer have anything to do with the magic world.
As long as you stay there temporarily, no matter what happens here Fuyuki City, you don't have to worry too much.
"But... I want to help my father win Holy Grail War!" Young Rin said with strong unwillingness and anger in her voice.
For the first time in her life, she hated herself for being weak, and at the same time envied the strength shown by her sister Sakura.
"Rin! Don't embarrass your father." Aoi is a typical good wife and mother, and she immediately stopped her daughter's rude request.
But Rin asked reluctantly, "Will we become a burden to dad?"
"That's not the case! This time we have to fight in a more foolproof state than usual, which also includes ensuring your safety. After all, I believe you have seen the power of Sakura and Berserker. Although I don't think she will actively attack you, but once she goes all out, it is probably difficult to guarantee that it will not spread to the surrounding areas."
After much hesitation, Tokiomi finally told the real reason why his wife and daughter left home.
In his mind, the first priority is naturally the Magus family that has been passed down for countless generations, followed by his wife and daughter.
Since Sakura has inherited Matou family, Rin, as the heir of Tohsaka family, naturally cannot have any surprises.
In this way, even if he dies in Holy Grail War, the family will not decline because of this.
That's right!
This is the way of thinking of the traditional family Magus, and it is also the reason why Holy Grail War attracts countless people to participate every time.
In the world of magic, death is never something worth making a fuss about.