For that one miracle, I would like to pray in silence.
Beyond the origin of everything and annihilation is an illusion that cannot be captured, and within Mobius, the destiny has already been written.
Throw the black mud of the Holy Grail and turn it into my deepest wish.
Beyond the dawn and sunset, beyond the chessboard, beyond the blessings and curses of the runes, everything is nothing.
"Everything about you is in it."
The gem in the boy's hand shines with soft red light.
"Brother Ling, who ran away from home in the second period of high school seventeen years ago, welcome back."
Matong also bowed mockingly.
"Who are you if you can fight Rider without losing?"
Mu Shuqiu Liang looked at the black key in the blond priest's hand in surprise.
"Finally found it, the invisible thing wandering the sea!"
Holding the weird-shaped ax gun in his hand, Viel stabbed it at the legendary man without hesitation.
The endless reincarnation of the Holy Grail War tries to exhaust all possibilities, but which ones are reality and which ones are illusions?
The missing mentor, the magician who suddenly visited the grand magic circle, who belongs to the eighth contract concluded with the seven Command Seals?
The long-lost gems shine again, and the bright blue is the revenge of the undead.
Seven group portrait drama, Tutu Qiu Liang (x), please refer to √
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I beg you to fill in the hole in physics next door.
I beg you to fill in the hole in physics next door.