The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

Durandal, Dasetin, the Dawn of Destruction, the Rainbow Sword, and the Fangtian Painted Halberd all show their sharpness through circular ripples!

After seeing the appearance of these Noble Phantasms, Rider's pupils widened slightly and he nodded with his chin.

"I see, that was the one used to kill Assassin..."

Weber, who also saw this spectacular scene beside him, nervously held his breath at this moment.

Even Emiya Kiritsugu, who was watching from a distance, was tense all over.

There is another man, like Rider and Webb, who has been following Lancer, and is now hiding in the sewers, using the ability of "see bug" to watch the development of the situation.

"That... is undoubtedly the same. It has been confirmed that Archer is the golden heroic spirit who resisted the assassin's invasion and protected the Tohsaka Residence last night, that is... the Servant of Tokiomi Tosaka!"

In the dim space, Matou Kariya's eyes flashed with hatred from the past, and he laughed sadistically.

Tokiomi Tosaka is the husband of Aoi, whom Kariya loves, and Sakura's father. He is a person who tramples on the happiness of mother and daughter.

He got everything Matou Kariya desired, and despised everything Matou Kariya desired.

This made Matou Kariya unable to dispel his resentment no matter how much he hated or cursed him. He could no longer bear it. Now was the time to avenge his shame. The hatred boiling in his heart turned into a sharp sword, vowing to stab him. Pierce that person's heart!

If he hadn't sent Sakura to the Matou family, the incident where the Matou family was destroyed and Sakura was snatched away wouldn't have happened. When I think of Aoi's face in despair and pain when she knew there was no trace of her daughter, , Kariya couldn't restrain his anger.

The hatred surging in his heart echoed around him along with the hoarse voice.

"Tosaka Tokiomi...this is all your fault!!!"

Speaking out one's hatred can cut off all imaginary joy. An overly deep hatred is similar to a happy mood, both are wonderful. Now Kariya understands the meaning of this sentence for the first time.

First, start by crushing his Servant and kicking this hated magician out of the Holy Grail War!

Just thinking of Tosaka Tokiomi's face full of frustration and humiliation appeared in his mind, and Matou Kariya felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

"Dead assassin! Let me destroy Archer for you!!"

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Berserker, who had retreated from the ground floor of the office building to hide in the corner on the other side, seemed to obey Matou Kariya's order and rushed out desperately at this moment.

However, something different from what Kariya thought was that Berserker didn't care at all how many heroic spirits were present, as if he had automatically locked onto Saber's blue figure.

The black knight that erupted was filled with outright murderous intent, and even the whirlwind generated by its magic power was like a roar of resentment, which was terrifying.

Berserker, everyone knows him. Such fluctuations full of dangerous and murderous aura can only make people think of chaotic and frantic heroic spirits.

The knight in jet black armor was holding an iron rod that he picked up from nowhere. When he held it, the long iron rod was covered with black and red magic lines. When the swords clashed, they made a crisp and sonorous sound!

"What?!"

Saber looked at the iron rod held by Berserker in disbelief, and couldn't help but make a bold guess in her mind.

‘Could it be that... Berserker’s ability is to turn the items he holds into his own Noble Phantasm? ’

This magical power used the hand as a medium to permeate the entire iron rod, which made Saber understand the true face of Berserker's Noble Phantasm while being shocked.

"Hey, King of Conquerors, have you invited him too?"

Lancer didn't dare to stare at the black knight carelessly, but he still teased Rider in a frivolous tone.

Rider frowned upon hearing this.

"As for the invitation, that was non-negotiable from the beginning."

"So, little master, if that guy is a Servant, what is his level of magic power?"

When Weber was asked this question by Rider, the short Master just shook his head blankly.

Chapter 28 Archer (Third update)

"...It's impossible to judge, it's impossible to judge at all."

"What? Aren't you the most powerful Master? Aren't you able to clearly tell who has strong magic and who doesn't, right?"

Once a Master has made a contract with a heroic spirit, he or she is granted the ability to see through the abilities of other Servants.

The Holy Grail War invites heroic spirits to participate and only grants the Master this special ability.

It is impossible for an agent Master like Irisviel to possess this ability.

Rider's official Master, Weber, can compare the ability differences between Rider and other Servants, and then formulate strategies to make the battle situation develop in a favorable direction.

Now Waver has roughly grasped the abilities of Saber, Lancer and Archer in front of him. Of course, the same goes for the other Masters.

"I can't tell his identity! That black guy must be a Servant, but... I can't tell his abilities at all!"

After hearing Waver's embarrassing excuse, Rider frowned and stared at Berserker again.

The black armor has no characteristics or personality, and there is nothing that can hint at the identity of the person wearing the black armor. In other words, the more you look at it, the more unclear it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more blurry it becomes.

Not only Rider felt this way, but Saber and Irisviel who was guarding this side also noticed this. No matter how carefully they observed, they could not accurately capture his face.

Just like showing an out-of-focus image, the outline of the black armor always becomes blurred, and sometimes two or three figures overlap.

I always felt that that figure was an illusion. That figure not only affected vision, but even affected Master's clairvoyance.

That heroic spirit has special abilities or curses that obscure its identity.

Cu Chulainn communicated to Xia Qingtong in his heart.

"Master, the number of heroic spirits that have appeared now has reached four. Do you want to continue to participate in this kind of chaos?"

In a war involving more than three people, the one left behind is the winner. According to the convention of this kind of war, annihilating the weakest enemy in one fell swoop is the most reliable tactic.

Therefore, if you want to find the weaker person on this battlefield, the worst case scenario is to fall into a desperate four-on-one battle.

Who attacks whom? Who will suddenly intervene when the two are fighting? In order to survive on this battlefield, you must accurately grasp the movements of all enemies. This is no doubt for any heroic spirit.

"Although I also want to continue the unfinished duel with Saber, but the injury has not been able to affect her liberation of the Noble Phantasm..."

The corner of Xia Qing's mouth curled up and he looked at Saber, who was fighting fiercely with Berserker.

"Let's wait and see what happens. If Berserker attacks Archer, we will approach him at that moment and then...kill him."

After knowing Xia Qing's determination, Cu Chulainn was inevitably shocked, but on the surface he maintained a tense attitude toward battle.

Xia Qingze began to think deeply at this moment.

Rider has not yet clearly identified his opponent. At this moment, his purpose is to recognize all the heroic spirits participating in the Holy Grail decisive battle. But since he has appeared fearlessly, he is naturally determined to accept anyone's challenge.