I, Who Saved Xingyue, Became the Master of Xingyue

While saying this, Xing waved the gentian silver gun in his hand, and at the same time, Xing's speed also mentioned the fastest.

After forcing Siegfried back with a single shot, Xing unintentionally caught a glimpse of Siegfried's back partially covered by linden tree leaves... Could it be that place...

Logically speaking, treasures like the blood armor of the evil dragon have certain weaknesses no matter what, like Achilles, a divine servant can cause damage to it, and his heel cannot be ignored weakness.

So--

Thinking of this, Xing set his posture, pointed the gentian silver gun in his hand at Siegfried in front of him, and the magic power in his body began to surge wildly—this was the precursor to the liberation of the treasure.

"Come on - one move will determine the outcome!"

Having said that, just as Siegfried was about to respond, a black figure stood in front of Xing, facing Siegfried directly.

After seeing that figure, Siegfried was suddenly surprised.

"Krimhild!"

Author's message:

PS: It’s very sad, I thought there was nothing to do in the sports meeting, but I still had to go to the stage, but I still didn’t have time, well, anyway, I will finish the two chapters owed on Monday this week.

Chapter 49 Ambush

All kinds of voices on the battlefield mixed together and merged into one, reaching Joan's ears.Whether it is those who expect or those who don't, even those who don't know what to expect ignore, Joan just blindly rushes into the depths of the battlefield.

"...!"

A huge air fortress—a Servant sits in it.Along with the overwhelming killing intent released from the sky that can be felt even here, beams of light were released.The destructive power that even a fortress could wipe out was all concentrated on Joan of Arc.

However, Joan just raised the flag unhurriedly.Her anti-magic power is outside the specification (EX) level.Even the magic of the age of mythology might not be able to harm her as a saint.However, this is just a means of deflecting the magic.In other words, it's not about being attacked by magic to make it disappear.

Gradually, Joan of Arc disappeared into the light falling from the sky, such an attack was like a malicious thunderbolt.That is equivalent to the power of carpet bombing, even Saber who has the highest anti-magic power may be afraid of three points.

But she avoided them one by one.It is not true to avoid this statement.It wasn't the right point, but the suppressed magic on the opposite side was all distorted by her, and she was not harmed at all.

The malice contained in the malice-soaked thunderbolt was eliminated.Instead, the power of the thunder was scattered around her.

I have to admit that Ruler's anti-magic power is really amazing. At the same time, I can't help but praise the Servant who sits in the sky garden—Semiramis. The magic of the age of gods.

Perhaps this is what Red Caster did.That air fortress should be the red Servant's Noble Phantasm or something.At least, it is impossible for a modern magician to do such a thing.Joan of Arc said silently in her heart.

In any case, even if the power is not enough to kill him, then the other party should give up.

but--

"!?"

Joan of Arc felt a burst of consternation. Although the attack just now was distorted, the opponent seemed not to care at all, and the Servant in the sky continued to release the same magic.There is no point in this kind of thing... no, there is a point.This is just, pure procrastination.It's just that the method of delaying time has overwhelming power.

"Goo...!"

It seems that the red party has a secret that must not be noticed by itself, otherwise it would not do such an unquestionable thing, and would want to kill the referee. There is no doubt that the red party has something that will make the Ruler judge the red party The existence of a foul...

Thinking of this, Joan started to run, and the revelation that had been invalid since she was with Tian Yang came again. She could feel that the person she was looking for was getting closer and closer to her, and now she just had to run all the way there That's right.

So, she accelerated her speed even further, not even trying to parry the blades cut by the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, but just rushed all the way.

At this time, the Servant on the "red" side consciously obstructed her.Let the dragon tooth soldiers pile up like a mountain, forming a wall just to stop her.

"—Don't get in the way!"

Of course, for Joan, this level of obstacles was a waste of time even dealing with them.She aimed the tip of the battle flag at one point, and smashed the hill of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers with one blow.

Then, she showed the Servant's location by swaying the holy water just like before.At this time, the black Servant is not a big problem, you just need to focus on the position of the red Servant.

It is almost impossible for Dragon Tooth Soldiers and the like to delay time.However, it's a different story if it's a Servant.Joan quickly constructed a route that would not touch the red Servant, and galloped forward along this route.

In fact, Amakusa himself stayed on it, but he thought about it carefully. Looking at the black side now, it is very difficult to resist the blue side and the white side. Get it here quietly.

It's a pity that when he and Shakespeare just came down, they were blocked.

The reason why Shakespeare was brought down is because Shakespeare's treasures are still quite useful when they are in possession.

But now it is no longer easy to use or not. Facing so many Servants, it should be said that it is a miracle to survive...

The girl, about 16 years old, wears unique clothes made of soft fabric and leather.The whole body is exuding a kind of vitality to the surroundings—the white Rider Hippolyta.

The whole body is dark, with a thick evil smile on his face, there is a hint of sarcasm in the evil smile, his appearance is exactly the same as Joan of Arc, but the holy breath is gone, replaced by the evil breath——A.venger·贞De Alter.

Wearing a swimsuit, with a pointed horn growing on his head, it is obviously not a human existence - Saber Frankenstein the White.

Wearing light clothing that doesn't look like a Servant, and it doesn't feel much different from modern clothing, with a sun hat on his head, confidently holding up the holy sword in his hand——Assassin of White · Mysterious Heroine X.

"Four Servants, and none of them are fuel-efficient, this is really scary..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Rao Amakusa couldn't help showing a wry smile, it seems that he values ​​himself too much.

It seems that the other party's Master knows his affairs, so he treats himself so cautiously.

Hmm... In fact, he was thinking too much. Tianyang didn't command this battle at all. As for why these four Servants are here, there is actually a reason. Except for Joan of Arc Alter, all the other Servants are actually for As for the empress, for Amakusa...they really didn't pay much attention to it, their fighting power was insufficient, facing this group of heroic bodies, it can be said that anyone who stands up can understand him.

Secondly, they are actually because those guys have their own opponents, and they are free, so they can't be left idle, so they let them come and fight casually.

As for Jeanne Alter, she came here only for Shakespeare, she just wanted to kill Shakespeare.

Seeing through their real names, Amakusa immediately recognized their real names as soon as she saw them, so she sighed.

"Don't get me wrong... I'm not interested in you personally, I just came here to clean up that slack guy who hid behind you, that's all, you're so useless, as a Servant, you actually hide behind others, are you still a Servant!? "

Joan of Arc Alter's gaze full of murderous intent casts behind Amakusa - Shakespeare.

Shakespeare trembled suddenly, and couldn't help but smiled dryly, "I don't have any fighting power at all, so how can I fight as a normal Servant? After all, I'm just a writer..."

"Hmph! Writer! That's right! After all, you are just a guy who is useless in other aspects except for describing tragedies." The killing intent on Jeanne Alter's face has not weakened in the slightest, and it can even be said that the killing intent has increased .

It seemed that something unpleasant had occurred to him.

"It's useless to say what you say, Caster, after all, she is not the saint, but the witch Joan of Arc... But then again... Could the saint Joan of Arc also have the possibility of a witch? Dragon Seed Hook? Why don't I know..."

Seeing through Amakusa's real name, he also saw through that the other party possessed the attributes of a dragon, which made Amakusa feel puzzled.

At the same time, Amakusa sensed a strong sense of crisis from these heroic spirits, which shows that these guys in front of them have the ability to kill themselves... What a terrible group of guys.

What kind of people are the masters who summoned them, and they can find their holy relics.

Also... there should be no such job as A.venger in the Holy Grail War, who summoned the other party?

"I didn't expect to be able to wait for an unexpected person here... Well, although I didn't say how to treat you, but since I have waited here for so long, I can't get nothing at all. You should just obediently let go , Ruler Amakusa Tokisada!" Saying this, Hippolyta cast her heroic eyes on Amakusa.

Amakusa's heart couldn't help feeling heavy, and she really knew about her own business, but... listening to their words, it seemed that they were not planning to deal with herself, but wanted to deal with... Semiramis! ?

It seems that he was not taken seriously at all... Amakusa couldn't help but smiled wryly.

It's really an arrogant attitude, but the other party has the right to be arrogant in front of me...

However, no matter how much I have to resist, it is really not in line with my attitude to just get caught like this.

Thinking of this, Amakusa's gaze became resolute, and he looked straight at the few in front of him.

Sensing the firmness in Amakusa's gaze, Hippolyta and the others were slightly taken aback, then laughed in unison.

"I understand your will. Since you plan to resist to the end, then we don't intend to continue to use a gentle attitude."

Saying so, Hippolyta slammed her fists together, creating a wave of air that swept around.

"Then I, Queen of the Amazons—White Rider Hippolyta, will be your opponent."

Amakusa was taken aback for a moment, he originally thought that those guys were planning to come over and beat them up together.

"Anyway, you have to respect the will of the warrior in front of you. The battle between you and me is fair and square, and no one else will interfere. Of course, you can do whatever Caster wants to do with him, right? Anyway. That guy really sucks."

Saying that, without giving Amakusa a chance to refute, the queen of the Amazons, Hippolyta, rushed straight towards Amakusa in front of her. Amakusa was taken aback immediately, and used the weapon Shakespeare made for herself - Taidao Miike Nianta lay across his chest.

"boom!"

A huge impact came from above, and Amakusa couldn't help but a look of pain flashed on his face, and then he was directly blasted out.

He is not the kind of existence that can head-to-head with the Queen of the Amazons.

At the same time, the remaining heroic spirits looked at Shakespeare with malice on their faces. Shakespeare was sweating coldly. His intuition told himself that he had to hurry up now, or he would die miserably.

Then, there were bursts of miserable cries from the scene.

Chapter 50 The Father and Son Who Meet Again (Mother and Daughter)

"Damn it!! Master!! Look, it's too late now!!! I told you not to go to church and you still haven't listened!!!"

There is a national road that runs from Tulifas to the castle of Yogdomerenia, facing away from the light of the city.In front of the road is an endless plain, and the national road extends freely in the vast land until it crosses the county.

Stretching out from the plain where this national highway runs through, a white beast suddenly pierced through the tranquility of the night. It was a blood-stained, bright red car with a long-standing tradition. Sports car - Chevrolet Corvette.

After stepping on the accelerator a few times, the speed of the car soared to more than 180 yards, and the person driving the car at this dangerous speed turned out to be a girl in hot clothes.

Even though the gas pedal had been pressed to the bottom, the girl was still loudly expressing her dissatisfaction.

"You can tell just by looking at it."

Through the windshield of the car window, you can clearly see the dragon tooth soldiers, artificial humans and puppets fighting in a group in the distance.

Not only that, but just here, you can feel the strong fluctuations of magic power on the battlefield ahead, which is not the huge magic power that a normal magician should have. Obviously, there can only be servants fighting in front.

"Compared to that, do you really have riding skills?" Seriously, in the current situation, I really can't believe that this servant actually has high-level riding skills.

You know, the scars on this car were all made by this guy.

"Of course, there is no horse that I can't tame! Don't underestimate the knights of the round table!!!!!!!"

Having said that, the next second, the vehicle began to jolt violently, and the girl's shifting technique was extremely rough.

"Damn... It's okay to rebel against the king, but now you even have to rebel against the laws of physics, it's really..."

Lion Jie Jieli was speechless, but his eyes focused on the battlefield ahead, and his eyes gradually became darker.

"Blue and white launched an attack on black and red..."

Lion Jie Jieli couldn't help muttering to himself, and glanced at Mordred from time to time.

"Why? You seem to have something to say to me? What's wrong? Don't you believe that I can win to the end?"

"No It's not the reason, I just want to ask, is it really okay for you to do this?"

Lion Jie Jieli didn't know why he asked this question, but he suddenly wanted to ask, so he asked.

Maybe it was because he was worried about himself as a Servant, or it was because of other reasons, anyway, it was right for him to ask.And Mordred also seemed to know what the other party meant, and couldn't help being silent for a while.