Hercules slammed his fist heavily on the shield, making a heavy sound of "boom, boom, boom", and the shield was smashed by his terrifying power, and cracks appeared like a spider web.

Shilang said loudly, "That's it, Hercules! It's over!"

"Roar—?"

Hercules stopped, turned his head to look at Shirou, tilted his head, and stretched out his thick index finger to scratch his head.

Spartacus was **** by Shiro's [evil], but he didn't struggle. He just looked at Shiro strangely and asked: "Given the dominator of Ankang, I did not fight against you. Why did you come to restrain me?"

Shi Lang really didn't know what attitude he should take to face this weak hero.

After thinking about it, Shirou smiled at him and said: "You have destroyed my domination, broke the well-being of the people, Spartacus. You should be restrained by me."

"I have destroyed the well-being of the people?" Spartacus showed a distressed expression on his relaxed smile for the first time, and said, "If I broke the well-being of the people, it would be right to be restrained."

Shi Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Spartacus is not incapable of communication. To communicate with him requires a little means and method.

He knew this in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Obviously, Spartacus had no memory of him, but the way he communicated with him remained unchanged.

Shirou took the stabilized Spartacus to the battlefield.

There was chaos on the battlefield.

The Dragon Tooth Soldier was trampled to pieces by the Rock and Earth Demon Puppet, and the Rock Demon Puppet was also chopped to pieces by the Dragon Tooth Soldier.

The ground is covered with the bones of dragon tooth soldiers and the rocks of the demon puppets.

A mess.

However, the most miserable thing is the artificial life form.

Killed by a sharp sword, smashed to pieces, ravaged... Bloody organs piled up all over the floor.

"What, what a sad oppression?" Spartacus trembled, groaning.

This weak hero may have seen something that even Shilang hadn't seen.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground and clasped Shi Lang's ankle.

This sudden grab made De Shilang startled. He instinctively wanted to lift his foot to kick. As a result, when he was about to fall, a familiar dull hair appeared on the ground, which made De Shilang stop quickly. Feet.

Saber appeared embarrassed from the ground.

"Cough cough cough...Bah bah bah..."

She vomited smoke and dust, her delicate face was so grey at the moment, it looked as if she had just moved a brick back, and she was very embarrassed.

"A, Assassin...?" Saber looked at Shirou with an uncomfortable expression.

Shi Lang looked at her with a look of astonishment, "Why did you get to the ground?"

"It's really, it's hard to say..." Saber showed a depressed expression.

Afterwards, she wanted to get out of the mud, but was stuck in her body. Not only that, she looked a little weak and couldn't get out of the ground.

"Don't move, I'll help you."

Shirou did not sit idly by.

How could he sit idly by?

In any case, Saber is his Parallel world co-individual of Altria, a person.

Shiro dug up the dirt around Saber, then stretched out his hands, clasped Saber's shoulders, and carried her out.

Saber, who was no more than 1.5 meters tall, was carried out by him, and lifted it high as if he was holding a cute loli.

"Then, that, Assassin...can you put me down? You make me feel like a child." Saber said embarrassedly.

This posture...

To be honest, it was a bit ashamed to speak to her.

"Sorry." Shi Lang smiled, and then put her on the ground.

As soon as he fell to the ground, Saber squatted over his stomach, a touch of pain on the gray and pretty face.

Shi Lang asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing, it's just that my stomach hurts a bit. It will be fine in a while."

Saber clutched his stomach, squatted for a while, and glanced around, his eyes finally fell on Spartacus, and he asked: "This is the red Berserker? Has he been captured? It seems that the war is over. Is it?"

"Yes. It's over." Shi Lang nodded, confirming Saber's guess.

Saber sighed.

"Speaking of which, how did you get to the ground?" Shilang asked strangely.

Saber looked a little complicated, then sighed and said, "I was dragged down by Saber from the red side."

"There are treasures that can drag people underground?" Shi Lang was a little surprised.

If there is such a treasure, he would rather use the [Infinite Sword System] to exchange it.

It doesn't matter whether he is strong or not, it doesn't matter whether he is strong or not, but no matter how he looks at it, it is a treasure that suits him very well.

"What about Saber of Red?" Shirou asked.

"Run, run away." Saber sighed, his face a little gloomy.

"Is that so."

Shi Lang touched his chin, then [Projection] took out a towel, handed it to Saber, and said, "Wipe your face first."

Saber took it, nodded to Shirou, and said, "Thank you, Assassin."

"You are welcome, the camp war is not over yet." Shilang smiled.

However, according to Saber's statement, I am afraid that the Red Saber is not the Mordred in the original world line of "F/A", and it should have some hidden magic or legendary heroic spirit.

But no matter who it was, Shirou decided that after he met Saber of Red, he had to give him a good meal.

After all, although they are not the same person, Saber and Altria are the same person!

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