I draw a card first

Chapter 280
There is no doubt that a female Master and a female Servant are no match for the enemy on the opposite side.

Whether it is hardware strength or insidiousness, the two women have all fallen into an absolute disadvantage, but there is an old saying that goes well.

——The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind!

Ai Wen just wanted to command the two hatsune banshees to go to the direction where the bullets came to see who was so insidious and actually sniped, but in the blink of an eye, an extremely violent explosion suddenly occurred on a certain floor of the office building next door!

Obviously at this moment, the hunter has also become someone else's prey.

The male servant who realized that his Master was in danger looked at the female Master in front of him who was already on the verge of death, and then at the seriously injured Saber in red, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

In the end, he gave up his last shot and flew straight into the air, heading towards the scene of the explosion that was still blazing.

"Elia, how are you doing!"

Relying on the stronger physique of the Servant, Saber in red, who was at least two years old after being shocked, struggled to get up from the ground. Looking at the woman lying in a pool of blood, she hastily screamed and ran over.

"Ilya, hold on! Wake up and don't sleep!"

Looking at her master who was completely unconscious, dressed in red, the female servant called Saber wanted to try to give first aid to her master.

But when she tore open the tattered clothes and saw the wounds, she suddenly found helplessly that the dense wounds on her waist and the tiny but deadly metal fragments in her body were beyond her ability to deal with.

Even if the operation is performed immediately, with such a terrible and complicated injury, it is estimated that even the top surgeons in the world will feel their scalps go numb...

Are you going to fail?
The death of the master also represents the conclusion of the game.

No matter how unwilling she is, after losing the supply source of magic power, the ultimate fate of the follower can only be turned into scattered energy, disappearing into thin air...

"Damn it! How could this king lose so easily!"

She slammed the ground with a face full of unwillingness, and at this moment, an empty and ethereal female voice suddenly rang in the ears of Saber in red.

"Do you want to save her?"

The red-clothed Saber suddenly raised her head, and suddenly saw a somewhat strange existence floating not far in front of her.

"ghost?"

Widening her beautiful amber eyes, the red-clothed Saber looked at the Hatsune Banshee who suddenly appeared in surprise, and she immediately realized something in the next second.

"Is it sent by another follower?"

Her haughty nature made her instinctively want to refuse, but she looked down at her Master who was breathing weaker and weaker in her arms, and lightly stroked the woman's pitifully pale cheeks, Saber in red finally sighed.

Afterwards, she raised her head and gazed at the Banshee, as if to see the presence behind her.

"So, what's the price?"

The banshee seemed to be possessed by a certain will at this moment, and her temperament suddenly changed subtly.

Subconsciously flicked her ponytails a little unaccustomed, and then "she" glanced meaningfully at a dark corner, chuckled, and slowly replied:
"all of these."

Temporarily turn the camera to the other side.

At this moment, the male servant covered in thunder and lightning rushed directly into the exploding office building from the air, ignoring the still burning flames, he smashed the collapsed cement stones with a hammer, and soon saw a mercury-like liquid metal ball.

He seemed relieved to see the metal ball intact.

However, at the moment when the male servant was relaxing, a pitch-black short knife quietly appeared behind his back, and then stabbed it fiercely from the back!
"what!"

With a scream, the body of the male servant whose vitals were attacked suddenly erupted with terrifying lightning again, but the assassin who succeeded in the attack quickly moved away and disappeared in an instant with a burst of mist.

Only the short, slender and sharp short blade remained on the servant's back waist.

Following the looming purple fluorescence above, the man as strong as a giant suddenly swayed, and he felt that the whole world seemed to be spinning
"poisonous!"

Realizing this, he grabbed the short blade on his body, but the moment his fingertips touched the strangely shaped short blade, a black mist suddenly enveloped his surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, three kunai with strange colors flew out quietly, making him have to give up dodging in embarrassment.

"Damn! Despicable Assassin!"

If you haven't found out which class of Heroic Spirit you are dealing with, then you are too stupid, so the unlucky Heroic Spirit who was tricked frantically tried to find the enemy with flashes of lightning, while yelling violently.

"You XXX, I XXX, XXXXXX!"

But obviously, the other party was not moved at all, and said ironically with a smile:
"Hee hee hee... Such a reckless character, such a violent temper, are you a Berserker (Berserker)?"

The strange laughter that was difficult to distinguish between men and women came from all around, as if carrying some special magic power, which made the servant who was suspected of Berserker more irritable and at the same time felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

Obviously, this sound is also a sonic attack.

But compared to these, Assassin has not really fully revealed his figure from the beginning to the end, but it is the most troublesome.

Here is a brief introduction to the job description of the servants.

Set up the background settings of the Holy Grail War. Job descriptions are divided into Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin and Berserker (Berserker) Seven.

Since repetition is not allowed, it is actually not difficult to roughly determine each other's occupations. What is really difficult is to determine the true identity of the followers in history.

If you can know its exact identity, you can also find its targeted weaknesses according to the corresponding legend, such as the famous Achilles' heel
If you know Ya's name, as long as you're not stupid, who wouldn't try to greet him?
It is precisely because of this that everyone has to be extra careful when they don't know the origin of the enemy they are facing.

Don't look at the current Berserker who looks miserable, but who knows if it's a show? Turning around, if his real identity is a pervert who is immune to poison, wouldn't he be a fool if Assassin jumped out too early?
So the two sides were in a stalemate like this. Once Berserker tried to pull out the poisonous short blade, Assassin who didn't know where he was hiding directly threw a bunch of hidden weapons, such as kunai, crossbow arrows, bows and arrows, and exploding pieces of paper. It's almost heartbroken.

And with the help of the fog that refused to dissipate no matter what, he continued to change his position and used guerrilla tactics to the fullest. Even though Berserker continued to release large-scale thunder and lightning AOE, he was not caught.

But at the same time, Assassin was held back by Berserker, who had the lightning ability, and he didn't dare to retreat easily. After all, compared to the speed of lightning, a split-second opening was enough for a fatal "Professor Yang's love".

The two heroic spirits stalemate together, completely becoming a competition of endurance and patience.

But obviously, with such a big commotion, the people in front of them must not be the only ones who were attracted.

So not long after, a gust of wind suddenly swept in from the broken window, setting off dust and sporadic flames all over the sky. At this time, the mist that was unwilling to dissipate no matter what happened before, dissipated easily in the wind empty!
Seeing this scene, Berserker, who was blocked by the wind, not only did not have any joy, but cursed secretly in his heart.

"Tch, I took the opportunity to run away..."

Looking at the empty ruins full of scorch marks around him, Berserker snorted, casually pulled out the poisonous dagger and threw it on the ground. The injury on his waist healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with no sign of poisoning at all.

Obviously, this guy's behavior just now was really fake.

Being shot in the kidney in vain, and yet to catch anyone, Berserker looked unhappily at the roof of another shorter residential building opposite, where stood a certain culprit that caused his previous efforts to be wasted
One, a woman wearing a sexy female gold armor.

(End of this chapter)