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Weber Velvet looked at the lumps of abnormally distorted flesh in front of him, only feeling that his stomach was also constantly distorted.

Ever since he was notified by the Church of the Holy Church about the joint effort to deal with Caster, Weber decided to get involved.

At first, it was just to get a Command Seal. After all, the King of Conquerors is the type who will follow his own mind. The restraint of the Command Seal is still very necessary, but when he really found this place and saw this tragic scene Only then did Weber hate Caster from the bottom of his heart.

The distorted pieces of meat show the creator's mockery and contempt for life all the time.

Rider, who was used to seeing the battlefield, was used to this scene after the initial shock. Although the other party's intention was probably to comfort and encourage him, but now Weber couldn't accept his Servant's kindness no matter what, and was full of malice. The sight filled the entire field of vision, and he just wanted to roar to vent the unexplained tightness in his chest.

"Whoa...what are you beating! You idiot! Aren't you too... standing there as if nothing had happened! Who else is ashamed but me!"

Weber said loudly, he wasn't really ashamed of his helplessness, it's just that there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he chose to deliberately get angry with himself to divert his emotions.

Iskandar obviously knew this too, so he wasn't angry either.

"I actually just think that now is not the time to be afraid, because my Master is in danger."

Wei Bo, who was still sullen about who he didn't know, didn't know, so he asked, "Huh?"

This time Rider didn't answer, just drew out his saber, and slashed into the darkness.

--bingo!

The feeling of something being cut by the blade and the sound of muscle tearing sounded at the same time, followed by a scream.

The sharp screams were completely different from the background sound that reverberated in this sewer half a day ago. If there was a difference, it would be that it seemed full of air—when Weber and Rider arrived at this place, although there were still some survivors, But all of them stopped screaming miserably, probably because the long wailing exhausted all their strength.

Appearing from the darkness was the Assassin who came in with the two, and it was not just one, but three, plus the Assassin who Weber saw dead through the familiar, there were already four, perhaps because he thought he was in the middle of Weber, who was in turmoil, had an opportunity, and Assassin chose to launch a surprise attack at this time, but they obviously underestimated Rider's vigilance.

"Assassin...how is this possible?" Weber opened his mouth in surprise.

"Now is not the time to be surprised, kid."

"But, but, why, why... why are there four Assassins?!"

"It doesn't matter why now." Rider replied calmly, "One thing is for sure—those who think they are dead are being lied to."

Rider took care of one of them, and the remaining two looked at each other, and fled immediately after transforming into a spirit body.

The true value of an assassin lies in assassination. If it is facing the enemy head-on, let alone the two of them, no matter how many more they are, they probably won't be enough for Rider to kill.

"Did they escape—?"

"No," Rider replied with a rare seriousness. "The ones in front are dead and the ones will come after them—if that's the case. I don't know how many Assassins will come out. This is the most suitable environment for their actions. We'd better retreat quickly."

In the dark underground tunnel, Assassin's assassination technique can undoubtedly play the biggest role. It seems that this time Assassin is the type that wins by numbers. If you sacrifice a few to hold him back, and then divide a few to deal with Weber, Things can get pretty tricky.

"Boy, get back to my chariot. They won't have a chance to call once it's in motion."

"Then...don't leave it here?" Weber asked unwillingly.

"Although we may find something after investigating... let's give up. In short, destroy this place first, and it will somewhat restrain Caster."

"Are there any survivors—?"

Rider sighed.

"There are a few people who are still alive...but in that case, it's better to kill them."

***

From being fully awake, Zong Chun listened carefully to the sound from the outside, his brain spinning rapidly, judging the situation at this time.

The person who came seemed to be one of the participants in the Holy Grail War. The young male voice who was a bit rash should be the Master, and the rough but meticulous one was the Servant. Unfortunately, it was impossible to tell which group it was based on their dialogue alone.

The other party will come here, obviously to kill Aosuke, which reminds Zongchun of his original judgment: the Magic Association and the Holy Church will definitely not let Ryunosuke and Aosuke act recklessly, and what measures will definitely be taken .

(So, should we keep hiding? Or...)

Having made a decision in his heart, although Zong Chun has a very cautious personality, he is definitely not lacking in courage when making a decision.

If it was the time when he met Kariya, Zong Jun would still hesitate, because he had not reached the end of the mountain at that time, and he could even be said to be in control of it to some extent after finding out Aosuke's real name and Noble Phantasm. Qingxu's weakness, but after experiencing the sleepless night last night, his mind changed immediately.

There is nothing wrong with Ryunosuke, anyway, he has always been like this, but he doesn't know what stimulation the blue-bearded saint gave him, his mood has become more and more unstable, if he continues to stay here, as time goes by, The danger will only increase with each passing day.

Zong Chun didn't know how long those unlucky ghosts would be able to satisfy Qingxu, the other party had obviously fallen into an endless loop of madness, and he didn't know when they would get their minds on him.

All he worries about is that if he escapes privately, he will be caught by Qingxu. However, if he seeks the protection of the other Master, this problem will be solved easily. Besides, Qingxu has already focused all his attention on Saber. Does he have that spare time? It is a problem to take care of him.

If he had to choose, Zong Chun would of course prefer to choose the white-haired man from yesterday. Although his appearance was terrifying, he was one of the few people who showed kindness to him after all.

It's a pity that he is in an urgent situation now, and he really doesn't have the time to find him. It would be great if he could grab a life-saving straw, and the group of participants who broke into the underground tunnel doesn't sound like bad guys, especially the young Master .

However, when he got up from the tentacles cushion and was about to go out, he found that the tentacles blocked the entire passage leading to the outside.

Not only that, several tentacles rushed towards him quickly, binding him tightly from head to toe.

Zong Chun was very surprised.

Although the tentacles always wanted to get close to him, since he was tamed, such direct offenses have completely disappeared, and more are constantly approaching tentatively.

And the current state is not so much a bold offense as an attempt to trap him.

Zong Chun thought for a while and knew what was going on.

He has always had a vague feeling that this tentacle monster is different from the other monsters summoned by the blue beard—I don't know when, the tentacle monster began to have the consciousness of "self".

However, this bit of consciousness is not enough to support its precise thinking. The tentacle monster's simple thinking cannot understand the complex relationship between Zongchun and the Caster group, let alone guess Zongchun's thoughts at this time.

From its point of view, since they acted together, they naturally belonged to the same party. As for Zong Chun letting it attack the starfish monster the day before, although it didn't understand, it just needed to follow Zong Chun's order.

——Compared to these, the Rider team, who went all the way and killed all the nest guard monsters, is undoubtedly the intruder who broke in. The strength of the invader can be seen from the ease of killing the nest guard monsters. To protect Zong Chun in front of the intruders, all the tentacle monsters can do, except for their numbers and vitality, is to try not to let Zong Chun appear in front of the intruders.

The boy frowned, and just as he was about to speak to repel the tentacle monster, the temporary battle between the Rider team and Assassin outside had ended, and then he heard the words uttered by that rough voice.

"There are a few people who are still alive...but in that case, it's better to kill them."

For a moment, Zong Chun felt a bone-chilling coldness.

At this moment, Takano Zongchun clearly realized that these heroic spirits who came from legends and history, no matter what their personalities are, have gone through such a magnificent life, struggles and wars, and have ended the lives of many people. Their own life and death, so now, for them, whether it is their own or other people's lives, it has become nothing more than that.

This can be said to be arrogance, but it is undoubtedly a kind of cruelty.

The tentacle monster didn't have time to think about so much, it just felt the danger instinctively, and then all the tentacle monsters gathered, completely blocking the passage in front of Zong Chun, and at the same time completely surrounding Zong Chun .

This is not the first time Zong Chun has been surrounded like this, the last time was in the middle of the night two days ago, the tentacle monster tried to use its body as a barrier to block Qingxiu's anger, but Zong Chun shrank back at that time.

While urgently laying down the last layer of protection with the body as a barrier, the Rider outside also started his cleaning work.

"Sorry, this place is too narrow, but I still want to ask you to burn them to ashes!"

Driven by the magical power, the Shenwei wheel began to brew thunder and lightning. The divine bull in front of the chariot let out a loud roar, and the hooves of the thunder and lightning raged in the dark sewer workshop, destroying all dead objects and survivors with strange shapes. do.

Zong Chun, who was surrounded by layers of tentacles, couldn't see the outside world, but he could feel the twitching of the tentacles all over him, flicking wildly, but none of them hit him.

——The smell of burnt meat came continuously.

This situation lasted for half a minute... No, maybe a minute. When the surrounding enclosed space finally revealed a crack, there was no sound from outside.

Zong Chun easily removed the tentacles that bound him.

The tentacle barrier that originally blocked the passage was like boiled rotten meat. It didn't feel cold and slippery at all, but was warm to the touch. Zong Chun pushed aside a tentacle in front of him, and the soft and rotten tentacles snapped It fell to the ground with a bang.

……died.

The roots of all tentacle monsters are one. After the outermost tentacles are annihilated by the power of Rider's treasure, the remaining energy is transmitted through layers between the tentacles, and the final result is like this.

The thinking level of the tentacles is really idiotic. They want to protect Zong Chun from the invaders wishfully, but they never thought that if Zong Chun shows up, the other party has no reason to hurt him. This is an unnecessary sacrifice. If Zong Chun might be able to get asylum if he could get in touch with the pair of combatants.

but……

Seeing the tentacle monster that could no longer move, Takano Munejun simply squatted down.