Chapter 1431

Then he lightly stabbed the back of his hand with the end of the scepter in his hand.

There were three more dark lines on the back of Alpolis' hand.

"This, this is?!" Alpolis exclaimed excitedly,

Looking at the familiar lines, he was a little unsure.

"Command Seal?" Alpolis hesitated,

But are there any black Command Seals?

And the Command Seal can also be given artificially?

I always feel that the patterns are full of ominous and terrifying feelings.

"It's okay to think of it as a Command Seal in your understanding.

But what it summons is not a real follower... but a slightly special (added) shadow follower.

Just go ahead and summon him.

It can help you increase your combat power,

Better for your next move. Nyarlathotep said.

Actually——

Said to be a special shadow follower,

In fact, it is an existence that has already been assigned an identity.

He is a tool that makes his image more full and real.

Since we are wearing such a vest,

It's not okay if we don't work it out and let people know about its existence (announcement of its arrival).

Including the dream Alpolis had before, it was naturally his handiwork.

This again involves a new type of magic studied by Nyarlathotep (Flame) - nightmare magic.

Because some principles from other worlds have been added,

If you try to analyze those dreams simply using the magic of this world, you won't find anything.

But a seed called nightmare was planted in Alpolis,

After that, Nyarlathotep didn't even need to operate,

The seeds of nightmares will continue to ferment and grow as they absorb fear and other negative emotions spread around them.

In the form of a dream,

From time to time, many ‘real’ scenes from ancient times are revealed.

And this seed is like a spore, which can divide and spread.

Later, the more I came into contact with things related to Nyarlathotep, a series of existences,

The easier it is to be infected with nightmare seeds.

Except for occasionally dreaming about things with lowered sanity, it does no harm to the human body.

If we ignore the reality of those absurd dream scenes,

It can be regarded as a simple daily routine like suddenly having a nightmare.

but--

Can it really be treated as an ordinary nightmare?

Call it a nightmare——

For Alpolis,

There was nothing scary about that dream. At most, it was just the fear and terror of the unknown when seeing the faceless appearance of the stone statue... psychological instinct.

On the contrary, it is more like a puzzle dream,

They often feel in a trance today.

But now, affected by the excitement of being able to summon a servant,

Alpolis felt a lot more energetic.

Even a Shadow Servant is a Servant!

It’s really exciting! Who will be summoned?

Don’t ask for those powerful kings and demigods,

Give him a hero of the Knights of the Round Table level and he'll be satisfied.

Following Nyarlathotep's instructions,

Alpolis chanted the same chant as when the Masters summoned their Servants during the Holy Grail War.

Along with the chanting, a dark, soul-style magic circle appeared,

Then a black shadow gradually emerged from the mist.

I can't see my face clearly.

From the black mist, one could only vaguely notice that it was a shadow follower with gray-silver hair.

The job placement is...

Caster? !

A little aware of it, Alpolis thought with some disappointment.

Aren't they the three knights?

The real name is also unknown.

Although she has silvery hair color,

But it doesn't look like the legendary sage Merlin.

Are there any familiar strong men among the silver-haired warriors?

It couldn't be King Solomon, and that king's hair wasn't that short either.

Alpolis felt that he had thought too much.

Can a crowned caster, even a shadow follower, be summoned if he wants to? How is it possible?

After being summoned,

The shadow follower said nothing and stood there silently, as if he were a real shadow.

After Arpolis bid farewell to Nyarlathotep,

"Caster, let's go..."

The shadow follower followed him silently.

Along the way, the two met many refugees who greeted them warmly.

These are fellow travelers who join them and are full of expectations and longing for the future.

Alpolis responded with a smile one by one,

at the same time--

His gaze couldn't help but stay to the side.

‘Do you still seem to be rational? ’

Although he was greeting others, Alpolis was also observing the shadow followers around him along the way.

Instead of letting him hide in the dark, he prepared to communicate with the other party.

It would be better if he could ask for his true name and Noble Phantasm.

"Caster, you..." Just when Alpolis organized his words and was about to ask.

Sudden--

The space in front of him rippled.

Alpolis was stunned;

‘Hallucination’?

I actually saw the space twisting and rippling like water? !

And the next moment,

The shadow follower who had been silent until now suddenly rose up,

Suddenly he punched the ripples with a punch.

Touch~! ! ! !

This blow penetrates the atmosphere and shoots down meteors!

The raging wind howls,

In the space far away, a vague wolf-shaped monster that looked like a life form from different dimensions jumped out.

W-what? What's going on?

Alpolis was stunned.

And the refugees near the place where the monster fell screamed in terror.

Then, several ferocious eyes locked on Alpolis,

This time it was more violent and swift,

Four spatial ripples suddenly opened from all directions of the two of them,

Don't give Alpolis and the Shadow Servants any chance to breathe!

Chapter 121: A monster that survives on a horn-shaped island of discontinuous time!

"Be careful——!!" Although he was shocked that a shadow servant could have such skills, and the powerful power was visible to the naked eye, Alpolis still felt worried when he used his fists to fight the monster without being able to use his Noble Phantasm.

But the next moment,

A scene appeared that made his eyes almost fall off.

Caster punched in front of him.

There was no distorted space ripple in the direction it was aimed at. It was obvious that the monsters also had extremely high intelligence and understood how painful this man's fist was, so they subconsciously gave up on the frontal attack.

‘There are no monsters there! ! Too bad! ’ The moment such thoughts flashed through Alpolis’s heart.

Boom~! ! !

A 100-meter-high hurricane suddenly spread with Caster as the center.

Like a tsunami coming, like a storm sweeping across,

The next moment,

Four figures shot out of the space quickly.

That...that is, what! !

Listen, that's the sound of the roaring waves.

Alpolis subconsciously stretched out his arm to call out to Caster but froze in place.

The scene before him stunned him.

It's already too much to be able to create punching wind with your fist, but now it's even more like a tornado-like scene with one punch.

What, what, what...! ! What! !