Despite being heavily armoured, Saber moves faster than the lightly armored Lancer and the cloth-armored Assassin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shiny footnails trample on the water, splashing silver stars. But the tips of her feet did not sink into the water, and the water on which Saber stepped was as solid as the earth, bearing her galloping on it, a miracle that only a king blessed by the spirit of the lake could do.

In contrast, despite the addition of the Water Repellent Rune, the tactile feel of Lancer and Assassin's feet is clearly different from that of the real ground, and they cannot step on waves as if they were walking on the ground.

Therefore, Saber was the last to enter the water, but he was the first to rush in front of the sea devil.

The divine thunder that fell from the sky bombarded the body of the sea devil and sounded the horn of battle.

As Saber approached, the sea devil's size grew larger and larger, and the ugly and hideous form shook her as if it was about to crush her.

The twisting tentacles stretched out in all directions like thousands of long snakes, and the tips of the tentacles were raised, ready to meet the approaching Knight King.

The strangeness and horror in front of him could not make Saber's steps stop in the slightest, and Saber's state of mind did not feel the slightest fear or uneasiness at all.

"Let's take a break, Caster!"

The fighting spirit in his heart was burning, Saber raised the holy sword, and the first sword of the Wind King's enchantment slashed down on the sea demon without mercy.

The highly compressed, instantaneously released wind pressure cut off the sea devil's tentacles, and the thick pieces of flesh that the two of them hugged together peeled off, twisted and fell into the river.

The section of the tentacles is wriggling with countless flesh buds, and combined, this sea devil not only has a body hundreds of times that of an ordinary sea devil, but also has a self-healing ability.

However, the wound on the section was cut open again by two magic spears, one red and one yellow, before healing, condensing a huge amount of magic power, and the body with amazing toughness was useless in front of the red magic spear, and the sea devil's exaggerated recovery ability could not resist the curse of the yellow ** gun.

Lancer Dilumudo Odina arrives with two guns in hand, and having already fought Caster once, he won't give the monster a chance to play to his advantage.

Just as Lancer was using the Noble Phantasm's effects to stabilize and amplify Saber's success, Skaha had leapt onto the surface of a raging tentacle, dragging a saber in one hand and a spear in the other, her figure ghostly as she followed the tentacles upwards.

It was a veritable path of blood, with the blades of sabers and spears slicing through the skin of the tentacles, and stinking blood gushing out.

At the end of the blood path, at the base of the tentacles, countless red and white eyeballs kept turning, and the dense appearance made people's scalp tingle.

Skaha snorted in disgust, let go of his spear and saber, and waved his hands in a way that was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and with each swing several inconspicuous darts shot out like lightning, and with a few swings, the disgusting eyeballs in front of him exploded in half.

However, this seemingly stormy attack was only a drop in the bucket of damage to the giant sea demons, and it was destined to be a long struggle - if there were no decisive means.

......

On the embankment, Shinji withdrew his gaze, glanced at the portable phone in Alice Field's pocket, and spoke.

"I can't help with the Servant's battle, I'm going to go around and see if I can get rid of Caster's master, and call my belt phone if I have something, my number is 0804242422, remember?"

Seeing Alice Phil nod, Shinji turned around and disappeared into the thickening mist.

Shinji wanted to find Ryunosuke as a matter of course, no matter how powerful Caster was, he was still a servant, and he and his summons were able to appear in this world by relying on the medium of the Master. Once the Master is lost, and the medium of reliance is lost, Caster will be weakened to a certain extent, if not immediately.

If you can't fight on a frontal battlefield, start behind enemy lines - this is Shinji's strategy.

Based on his understanding of the plot and the analysis of the characters' personalities, Shinji believes that it is highly likely that Ryunosuke Yubu watched this scene nearby, and the "banquet" mentioned in Caster's previous manifesto and the attitude of claiming to be the leader also corroborate this from the side. Shinji had already obtained the detailed characteristics of Ryunosuke Yubu from Skaha in advance, and as long as someone was nearby, he would definitely be able to recognize it.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Ryunosuke is not there or doesn't recognize it, Shinji won't have anything to lose, and staying on the river embankment is also waiting, so it's better to do something meaningful.

The search for Ryunosuke went even more smoothly than Shinji had imagined. Because of the panic caused by the frequent cases, the citizens of Fuyuki almost do not choose to go out at night during this time, and even the river embankment, which was originally a holy place for couples to date and walk, has become deserted. Although Caster's big move attracted some onlookers, there were only a few who were not afraid of death, not to mention Ryunosuke's completely different expression and exaggerated performance art.

This guy didn't hide his meaning at all, and was fully immersed in the "feast" created by Caster, completely ignoring the strange eyes around him, jumping and jumping, and constantly yelling.

The one who shouted the most was - "Awesome, my Bluebeard master." ”

……

Well, this is a paraphrase, don't worry about the details, and there are other things like "Go on, Lord Bluebeard." "Destroy them, kill them all. "This is God's toy box. Words that are either unclear in meaning or incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Immersed in frenzy and excitement, he had no idea that his own death would come before the flesh feast he had hoped for.

True God, God, Allah has not yet appeared, the god of death with a scythe has appeared - the prototype of the scythe of the god of death is Harpe, the scythe of the snake hunter, Shinji is wearing the cloak of Hades, and his servant is still the master of the country of the dead, the country of shadows, and it is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in the world who is more suitable to play the god of death than Shinji.

The fog obscured the light and the shadow of the person, and Hades' cloak dripped out Shinji's breath and footsteps.

The crescent-like scythe flickered, slicing through the fog and taking away the head that had fascinated the Art of Death, as well as his right hand, which had been engraved with the spell.

The out-of-control blood spurted high under the pressure of his heart, like a red fountain, and the blood scattered everywhere wet Ryunosuke's last expression that was fixed.

It was a mixture of madness and intoxication, a pure smile, squinted eyes, portraying heartfelt joy, a few drops of blood sliding from the corners of the eyes, like bloody tears.

This is the last work left by the famous serial hunting killer, and it is also the only work that Shinji did not feel disgusted.

"I don't know how many seconds a person will be able to maintain consciousness after losing his head, and I don't know if you will be able to understand the true meaning of the 'art of death' as in the original book. But whether you hear it or not, I want to say to you - the work made at the cost of your life is the real 'art of death', farewell, Yusheng Ryunosuke. ”