Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Fuyuki City, suburbs of the city.

"The fighting outside is so fierce, a floating fortress has completely fallen."

Asagami Fujino looked at the scene outside the window and was amazed. Although she was already a qualified magician, she had never seen such a glorious scene. She could not imagine that a group of servants could do this. matter.

"Caster, aren't we leaving?"

Paracelsus, who was still strengthening the protection of the house on the side, shook his head when he heard this, with a hint of apology in his expression.

"Sorry, Master, I am only a Caster, and I was only an alchemist during my lifetime. If I suddenly encounter an enemy on the way out, I have no ability to resist at all. Only in the magic workshop I built can I have a certain degree of resistance. Combat ability.”

Having said this, Paracelsus looked at the battlefield that had completely calmed down in the distance, with a look of yearning in his eyes.

"And even in terms of the ability to create positions, there is a big gap between me and the other servants participating in the Holy Grail War this time. At least those three floating fortresses are technologies that I cannot match."

"Don't say that, it's my financial resources that are dragging you down." Asakami Fujino also looked a little sad.

The combat effectiveness of an alchemist like Paracelsus is directly proportional to his financial resources. Fujino Asagami did not bring much funds with him when he came to Fuyuki City, although the amount was already huge enough for ordinary people. , but still too little for the alchemist.

So much so that Paracelsus could not give full play to his strength and could only use various "leftover materials" to tinker with this magic workshop.

If summoned by a master with the financial resources and connections of the Ise Tribe, Paracelsus would definitely be able to exert much greater strength.

At least with enough materials, he can make a complete Philosopher's Stone, and relying on the strengthening of the Philosopher's Stone, Paracelsus can even make a large number of servants with An artificial man with super combat power.

Although even with the enhancement of the Philosopher's Stone, creatures with congenital defects such as artificial humans are at best comparable to low-level servants.

But even a strong man of Karna's level would be powerless when facing an army of thousands of servant-level androids.

During the period of studying with Paracelsus, Asagami Fujino has fully understood the knowledge level of his servant, and also has a clear understanding of what the other party can do.

In fact, even in this situation of meager resources, Paracelsus still produced four dolls with Servant-level combat capabilities.

Each doll can already fight low-level servants based on physical fitness alone, and if paired with Asagami Fujino's Demonic Eye of Distortion, even high-level servants may suffer a loss if they are not careful when faced with it.

Paracelsus smiled and was about to say something.

The next moment, a sharp gust of wind blew across the street.

boom! ! !

Violent explosions surrounded the surroundings, and all the glass windows on the street were shattered to the ground. Not only the glass windows of the hut where Asakami Fujino and the others were located, but also the wall on the north side was shattered due to the roar and wind pressure.

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Tens of seconds ago.

On the north side of Asakami Fujino's magic workshop, twenty kilometers away in the city center.

There is a figure standing on the top floor of the Fuyuki City Radio Tower.

This is the highest location in Fuyuki City. If you stand here and use a telescope, you can overlook almost all places in Fuyuki City.

The figure is a man who looks a little thin, but after getting closer, you can find that the man is more than two meters tall, and the muscles on the seemingly thin arms are even thicker than the waist of an average adult woman.

He held a bow tightly in his hand. Although this bow was actually much larger than an ordinary longbow, it seemed a bit small in the hands of this tall man.

The man's clothing looks quite strange, and the most eye-catching thing is the patterned cloak that covers his body lengthwise.

This cloak is not draped over the shoulders, but the center of the cloth is placed on the top of the head to completely cover the face and back of the head, and then hangs down to cover the front and back of the body.

At best, only the lower half of the face and ears can be seen through the gap in the fabric, and it is even difficult to judge whether the person can see ahead.

The man's lower body was still wrapped in a loincloth, and he wore close-fitting pants and shoes.

However, the upper body was not wearing any clothes at all. All the exposed skin was covered with dark paint, and white dye was also used to draw a certain pattern on the body. However, it was impossible to know the overall pattern because of the long cloth covering it. Appearance.

At first glance, this look makes the man look like an enemy that sprang out of a horror game to hunt down the protagonist.

The face covered by the cloak gently raised a smile, and then silently tightened the bow string. The seemingly hard long bow seemed to be drawn so lightly in his hands.

He aimed for a moment, seemingly nonchalantly, and then his fingers left the bowstring.

An arrow shot out like lightning, surpassing the speed of sound in an instant and creating a storm.

Boom!

The violent sonic boom carried the slashing storm in a straight line through the streets of Fuyuki City Center. When the air was torn, the shock wave was released, and the deafening sound resounded, the arrow had already flown here. at.

The arrow that was shot did not slow down for a moment from the high tower. Its trajectory did not resemble a parabola like an ordinary arrow. Instead, it advanced rapidly like a lightning bolt, accurately shooting at the various houses standing in the distance. A small, inconspicuous house.

The arrow traveled twenty kilometers in a short moment, and the shock wave rushed over the town. The glass of the buildings below the flight path was shattered and scattered due to the sonic boom and shock wave.

If hit by such an arrow, let alone a human being, even a tank would probably disintegrate instantly.

In other words, it can be said that using this level of attack to target humans is really overkill.

But the target of the arrow was clear. From the very beginning, it was aimed at the head of the girl peeking out of the window in the house.

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"well?"

At the same time as Paracelsus warned, Asagami Fujino had also turned his head to look at the window on the north side.

The sound of the arrow attack did not arrive, and she just subconsciously glanced in that direction because she felt that the sky was full of strange magic turbulence. When Asakami Fujino felt the wind being torn apart, the arrow It has already hit the magic workshop.

In just an instant, the arrows penetrated several self-disciplined protective formations on the outside of the magic workshop, and were eventually destroyed by the self-destruction of the formations embedded in the walls of the room, completely neutralizing the supposedly fatal blow.

In the silent chant, Paracelsus picked up the wind in his hand and turned it into a protective shield to deflect the broken glass that was about to be thrown at himself and Asagami Fujino.

"Master, are you okay?"

After adjusting his breathing and suppressing the fear in his heart, Asakami Fujino shook his head: "No problem. The attack just now was..."

"It's not good. It looks like we have to prepare for an attack."

Paracelsus waved his hand, and a wonderful magic dress flew out of the room. It looked like it was composed of a plurality of stacked and repeated discs, with various geometric patterns engraved on it.

After being summoned, it floated quietly at the top of the room, hovering as if it was on guard against something.

"Auto-defense magic rituals can only reach the level of C-level Noble Phantasm due to the tight production time. However, they can reach B-level if self-destruction is the premise for protection."

Paracelsus explained casually, and then another magic dress floated into the room, which was a golden ring inlaid with strangely twisted lenses.

This is a reconnaissance device that is integrated with the Magic Workshop's detection magic, and can display distant scenery.

After the previous attack, Paracelsus modified the detection range of the Magic Workshop, so that he could find the enemy very smoothly based on the trajectory of the attack.

"That's... Archer?"

Asagami Fujino saw the bow-wielding man maintaining a shooting posture displayed on the mirror, and thought flashed through his mind. After all, Archers should be the only ones who can use bows and arrows to shoot from such a long distance.

but……

"Isn't the opponent's ability value too high?!"

Every Master can see the ability of the Servant to a certain extent when seeing it, including physical attributes or inherent skills.

Of course, there are exceptions to the rule that some servants have inherent skills or noble phantoms with hidden abilities, but it is obvious that the servant shown in the mirror does not have those abilities.

"No...or maybe even if the other party really has this ability, he probably wouldn't bother to use it."

Looking at the other party's unruly posture, Asakami Fujino thought so.

The opponent's attributes are simply too high. It is no exaggeration to say that even a top-level Berserker who has been enhanced with enhanced skills is probably at this level.

"coming!"

The warning voice of Paracelsus rang in his ears. Asakami Fujino did not see the trajectory of the arrow at all. After all, that thing had far exceeded the limit of human visual reaction speed.

Buzz…

The automatic defense magic ritual trembled violently, and behind the light curtain were the bows and arrows that kept breaking through its protective barrier like breaking bamboo.

Click, click, click...

Finally, at the critical moment, the automatic defense ritual moved itself in front of the bow and arrow, blocking the blow at the expense of itself.

"Is this just a bow and arrow?!"

Seeing that the automatic defense ritual, which was theoretically equivalent to a Noble Phantasm, was completely shattered, Asagami Fujino was still a little in disbelief. Judging from the speed of the opponent's shooting, it was clearly just the most ordinary bow and arrow.

"We're going to fight back, Master!"

Following Paracelsus' words, the two dolls quickly ran out of the room, and Asagami Fujino had already closed his eyes and was carried to the basement by the dolls.

"oh?"

Even though he was twenty kilometers away, Avenger's vision could clearly see what was happening in those huts, and he murmured in confusion when he saw that the other party only sent out two puppets.

However, the doubt only lasted for a moment, and then he remained silent, and calmly tightened the bow string, and released the arrow without hesitation towards Asakami Fujino, whose body had not been completely sent to the basement.

Boom!

Accompanied by the trembling sound of the bowstring, the supersonic arrow was launched again, but this time the arrow was twisted and destroyed halfway.

"Huh? Interesting..."

Avenger's voice not only contained emotion, but even a little self-deprecation.

He looked down at the two puppets, and in an instant he thought clearly about the source of the attack, and fired the second and third arrows without hesitation.

Judging from his momentum, he should be planning to directly penetrate the doll and destroy the house behind it.

However, at this time, the various flickering magic lights on the doll's body have stopped, which means that the magic blessing given to the doll by Paracelsus has been completely applied, and it is time for them to fight back.

Kaka...

Accompanied by the distorted sound of destruction, just like before, the flying arrows were completely destroyed by unknown forces, so much so that they were torn into pieces in the storm and dissipated in the wind.

Then, the doll looked at Avenger.

Buzz…

Crunch!

Accompanied by the hum of the atmosphere, the tallest building in Fuyuki City was twisted into ruins in an instant.

But such a large-scale attack did not harm Avenger, because he had already sensed the danger before the distortion arrived, and used his super mobility to leave the place.

However, before Avenger landed in mid-air, he discovered that more than ten colorful magic lights flew out from the hut. It was Paracelsus' counterattack, which he released instantly after using the magic workshop to strengthen it. Noble Phantasm more than ten times.

The Sword of Paracelsus!

Paracelsus's Noble Phantasm is a wand in the form of a dagger, and the entire blade is made of ultra-high-density Philosopher's Stone.

When releasing the Noble Phantasm, Paracelsus used the magic power contained in the sword to instantly perform ritual magic, using all five elements to seemingly form a true ether close to the age of the gods.

And in this process, just relying on the materialized simulated true ether (pseudo) is enough to generate the light of destruction that sweeps around.

Paracelsus used the magic workshop that he had strengthened to the temple level to release the Noble Phantasm that originally took a certain amount of time to complete more than ten times in an instant, allowing the destructive power of the A+-level Noble Phantasm to be released. Significantly improved again.

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of its destructive power on the modern environment, this burst of Noble Phantasm is not inferior to Osmandis's Dendera Electric Ball.

Unfortunately, that is simply calculating the destructive power to modern organisms and the environment.

Avenger waved the bow in his left hand, scattering the beam directed at him at a speed beyond common sense. The huge power gathered in one place in a short time, and even a tornado composed of light and impact appeared around him.

"What?!"

Now even Paracelsus could not keep his cool.

His Noble Phantasm is actually a auxiliary ritual that he made with his bare hands in his previous life, so Paracelsus is very aware of the effect of his Noble Phantasm.

For modern creatures, the true ether from the Age of Gods is an absolutely unbearable poison. Even if the true ether he creates is completely fake compared to the real true ether from the Age of Gods, its "toxicity" is enough.

There is an incomparable gap between modern society and the Age of Gods. Not only living things, but also matter will "die" due to "poisoning" when facing true ether.

Even the magic rituals created or the magic spells released will be "poisoned".

So in theory, his move should be an "absolute attack" that is irresistible to "modern" creatures.

But such an attack was easily dismissed by the opponent with one hand, and the meaning of that was self-evident.

While Paracelsus was silent, Avenger also laughed.

"Heh...hehe...hehehahahaha."

The message conveyed by the slightly honest smile made Paracelsus' heart sink. It seemed that the other party had also realized the nature of his Noble Phantasm's attack.

"It seems...you are not very lucky."

Muttering softly like this, Avenger jumped up again and dodged another round of twisted attacks.

Although the nature of this strange attack is still unclear, Avenger has already noticed the opponent's attack method.

The solution of "avoiding sight" is simply a fantasy for an ordinary servant, but for him, it can only be regarded as a game between training with his teacher.

"It seems to be coming soon... Let's deal with it quickly."

Avenger was thinking silently in his heart. The attack just now was a bit loud, so it attracted someone he didn't want to face.

Straighten the right hand that is not holding the bow at the side, and a new piece of "cloth" appears on the fist.

At first glance, the piece of fabric looks like a belt with a simple pattern, but in the eyes of some special people, they can immediately understand what a precious and unusual item it is.

"God... divinity?! Is that divinity?!"

Paracelsus saw through the lens that the piece of cloth that looked like a piece of cloth wrapped with rich divinity was used by a god himself, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Paracelsus was not wrong in his assessment of himself. He was indeed not a suitable servant for the Holy Grail War, because he was essentially a researcher.

The thing in front of him was exactly what he had been pursuing all his life. For a researcher who was so obsessed with research that he would sacrifice his life, it was an irresistible temptation.

Avenger tightened his grip on the belt that had been wrapped around his right hand for some time, and then put his hand on the bowstring again. The long bow was filled with rich divine power in an instant, and an arrow composed of pure divine power was condensed.

"Ah...ah...is that so? Is this the appearance of divinity, the essence of a god?"

Facing the enemy's imminent attack, Paracelsus had no intention of resisting at all. He just looked at the arrows composed of divine power in Avenger's hands with obsession, constantly calculating various formulas in his heart, and combined his previous Verification is done by combining research with real objects.

"……Feel sorry."

Avenger was a little silent when he saw Paracelsus, but he still released the bowstring in his hand without hesitation.

"That's it, that's it! I understand! I understand!"

Perhaps because of the last pity in his heart, the arrow fired by Avenger was not as fast as before, but maintained a subsonic speed and floated "slowly" towards the target location.

And Paracelsus had no intention of escaping or defending. He just stared frantically at the arrows that were getting closer and closer to him, constantly analyzing the various information obtained from above, and verifying what he had learned all his life. Learned correctly or not.

Buzz…

Buzz…

The constantly distorted space represents the last effort made by Asakami Fujino in the basement. She kept releasing her distorted magic eyes towards the arrow, and the terrifying power even distorted the surrounding atmosphere.

But arrows composed of pure divine power represent the top mystery. Even if it is not released by the true god himself, even if it does not contain any divinity, it still has the most basic power to stabilize its own space. How could it be like this? Attack and destroy.

Asagami Fujino wanted to run out of the basement to wake up Paracelsus, but the dolls around her stopped her movement. Paracelsus used his last shred of reason to protect his master.

A few seconds later, a strike filled with divine power shook the earth.

One minute and twenty-two seconds after Avenger took action, Caster's servant: Paracelsus, died!

After confirming that his mission was completed, Avenger left the scene without hesitation.

Less than two minutes after Avenger left, Zheng Shu flew over following the sound and breath.

"This divine aura..."

Zheng Shu landed on the street that had been razed to the ground, feeling the aura of divine power that had not dissipated yet, and frowned.

"Is it from the ancient Greek pantheon?"

Although the aura of each god is different, the auras of gods in the same pantheon have some similar characteristics. Zheng Shu has a clear feeling about this from Karna and Osmandis.

The residual aura of divine power here is a bit unfamiliar to Zheng Shu, indicating that this is not a god he has met, but the barbarian aura revealed in the divine power is too obvious, except for the ancient Greek Olympus gods. Besides, Zheng Shu really didn't feel this kind of feeling from the aura of other gods.

"So...it was him who caused the fight here."

Zheng Shu recalled the information Medusa provided to him, and searched for other clues in the ruins.

Finally, when passing by an inconspicuous ruin, I felt the slight fluctuation of magic power emanating from here.

"Huh?"

Zheng Shu was a little surprised when he sensed this familiar magic wave. Without hesitation, he reached out and lifted the ruins off the ground with a wave of his hand, revealing a basement door.

"Fujino?"

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Above Yuanzang Mountain.

At the moment of Paracelsus' death, his soul was recovered by the Small Holy Grail, allowing the power accumulated in the Small Holy Grail to reach the critical point of the next stage. At the same time, the Great Holy Grail inside Yuanzang Mountain also began to transform from invisible to tangible.

"it's time!"

Semiramis, who was waiting carefully, felt the change immediately and immediately activated the magic array that had been prepared in front of him.

"Start recovering the Great Holy Grail!"