The monster named Jörmungandr, the monster named the god-killing demon wolf, two ferocious beasts are fighting at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Countless vines alternately weaved into a giant serpent, sending its countless sharp vines flying out, each javelin-like with a disgusting glow of green, and Fenrir nimbly weaved through the attacks, allowing them to fall to the ground.

Fenrir's ability [Proud Dignity], which eats enemy attacks hard, is only limited to [painless] attacks, and judging from the fact that it begins to dodge, this strange snake does have enough strength.

The galloping silver wolf quickly turned back and forth between the nearby tall buildings, quickly avoiding enemy attacks, and the green vines followed Fenrir's foothold with a thud, inserted between the buildings, and then flew out from between the concrete buildings, continuing to pursue Fenrir.

However, Fenrir was too fast, and A-level agility was already quite good for a Heroic Spirit, not to mention that the thing on the other side that called himself Jörmungård was not a Heroic Spirit at all, just a bunch of ordinary vines. Even more unable to catch up.

This was repeated seven or eight times, as if the buildings were celebrating a holiday, and the green vines that had been measured flew out of the windows and walls of the buildings, connecting with each other, and ribbons across the sky, and Fenrir happened to borrow the path built by these vines to continue to fight with it in mid-air.

The wolf's wisdom, or rather, the wisdom of the beast is completely reflected in it, using the terrain to lure the enemy to attack, although Fenrir is crazy, but still maintains the wild instinct, the beast wisdom that was once a wolf is in full play at this moment, and the huge claw blade keeps running around, adding small wounds to its huge body.

However, when any Warcraft is huge enough to a certain extent, it will become extremely strong because of its size. It's hard to deal enough damage with subtle attacks, and the powerful self-healing power heals the wound before it builds up......

Fenrir's efforts can only be explained in futility.

On top of the serpent, Vilvica maintained her hole cards with all her might, looking at its hidden body, chasing Fenrir to no avail, but a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The mad beast has no wisdom at all.

That's why humans were able to capture wild beasts.

After all, Jörmungandr was only magic, and had no wisdom in itself.

So......

Vilvica pointed her hand at Jörmungad, only to see countless light wheels quickly flying from her wrists, quickly enveloping the vines around her...... The body of the monster.

That's the way it works.

For example, the previous Jörmungård was [Auto Mode], which set it up with a large number of automatic attack techniques, and then let it make its own movements.

Now, Vilvica has taken control of a machine called Jörmungard, as if he were in the cockpit of a locomotive.

See the battle through your own eyes and fight back against Fenrir through your own will......

With this moment as the dividing line, Jörmungård's actions suddenly became weird!

Fenrir landed on the edge of a building, ready to leap over and slash the opponent, only to find that the enemy's method of fighting had changed in an instant.

The monster that originally only passively fired vines did not attack Fenrir's attack this time, but quickly drilled dozens of wrist-thick vines from the deeply rooted ground, weaving a huge vine net in front of it!

Fenrir originally hated the Norse gods so much because he was bound, but now when he looked at the net, his already crazy body became even more crazy, only to hear his wild howl, both claws tore out at the same time, and several scratches flew away, smashing the vine web woven by Jörmungandr......

However......

Burst!

Dark green juice gushed out from the section of the wound! In order to restrain the enemy, each rattan of the original network structure was very close to each other, and when it was cut by someone like this, the surging venom quickly mixed into one, and slapped at Fenrir with potential energy!

Fenrir hurriedly retreated, it naturally did not want to be an enemy again after suffering a great loss of venom, but it was not on the ground now, and if it jumped back from between the tall buildings, it would inevitably have to borrow strength between the buildings......

Bang!

Its foothold suddenly collapsed!

Jumping is to exert force in a strong place, and then with the power of feedback to jump, if the foothold collapses! Fenrir originally wanted to escape, but he stepped on the air, and did not jump at all, and the dark green venom was poured on it with gravity!

"Whoa, whoa!"

Another wail!

Of course, this is all calculated by Vilvika.

Fenrir's idea was to let the green rattan on Jörmungad's body build a pathway that he could use, and quickly rush over and kill it.

Vilvica took advantage of the results.

If Jörmungård controls all the nearby tall buildings...... So why do I want to fight you?

Flexible use of terrain is something that only highly intelligent beings can do. Lower creatures, hum......

Vilvica was filled with this disdain, and she used all her magic power to rewrite a new combat mode for Jörmungad.

Of course, it can't be done completely by hand......

Human senses are still too low-level to make the most correct judgments, especially the sense of distance and the grasp of the timing of attacks. Taking advantage of the defeat of Fenrir, she quickly rewrote Fenrir's fighting tendencies and coping methods from the previous period into Jörmungard's automatic mode......

And...... It's also very tiring......

After all, it was a huge burden to operate such a huge monster and supply it with magical power, which was really a big burden for Vilvica.

Bang!

Suddenly, a bullet flew by, and two vines quickly flew up, blocking Vilvica...... Of course, bullets can easily pierce them, and spirits can ignore bullet damage, but not with such entities.

But the venom splashed on the warhead, and in an instant it corroded the metal block, leaving only a cloud of white smoke.

You know, Fenrir was doused by this thing just now!

"Tsk...... How far do you want to defile the dignity of the magician?"

Vilvica angrily looked at the man who shot him.

Karl held a pistol that was still smoking, and there was no doubt that he had just fired it. He had reached the roof at some point, and settled in a place where there were no vines.

"Who the hell are you...... Damn the guys. ”

Vilvica asked indignantly.

If it weren't for this guy, I'm afraid I would have killed Elena long ago. If he hadn't been on the side. I don't know what principle that inexplicable fist armor is based on, and the power is really terrifying.

"I, I'm just an ally of Einzberen. You keep saying that Einz Bellen has tarnished the dignity of the magician, so good, come and show me the dignity of the magician? Since you accuse us of not having dignity, you come! Defeat us with the magic you are proud of! Otherwise, you are only using your tricks to defeat us, and we are losing to your cleverness and hole cards, not the magic you are proud of! What is the difference between you operating this magic costume and us trying out firearms!"

Carl said a rare bunch of words, which was rare among assassins.

However, it is very useful.

Especially...... For a guy like Vilvica, who is obviously an assassin, but has extreme magician confidence.

Vilvica's eyes widened angrily, and she shouted angrily: "Brave bandits, you dare to provoke me!"

"What if you provoke you! You don't dare anyway, you just stand in a safe place. Didn't you say that we don't have the dignity of magicians? What about you, show me, the pride of magicians! The proud power of the Magic Society has come to show me how your invincible magic can dissolve our bullets!"

Instigate.

Impulsiveness is the devil, this is a Chinese saying. A saying that has been handed down is bound to have his own and rational. The first step in fighting against such an enemy whose strength is greater than her own is to disturb her state of mind.

For example, when Emiya Kiritsugu fought Kenneth, he first provoked Kenneth with explosives, and then used a large-caliber pistol to pierce Kenneth's protective wall, causing him to inflict damage, causing him to be furious and using all the magic circuits, and only then did he use the Origin Bullet to succeed in one blow.

A true learner should not only learn examples of the goal [practice], but also learn the [idea] behind the other person's [practice], that is, why he is doing it.

Karl was the closest person to Kiritsugu Emiya, and he was keenly aware of Vilvica's more than one shouting about the dignity of a magician.

So...... If it is serious, this stupid proud magician......

"You!Okay! Then I'll kill you!...... I will absolutely burn you to ashes, freeze you into ice, crush you with the power of thunder, and blow you to an unknown place with a strong wind! How dare you tarnish the dignity of a magician! You guy!"

Hit the plan.

Karl didn't know what training Vilvica had had, but there was no doubt that the dignity of a magician was etched in her bones and could not be erased.

That's her weakness.

Enraged by Karl, she actually gave up on Jörmungandr, carefully perfected Jörmungandr's automatic attack system, and applied a slow-falling magic spell to her feet, jumping off Jörmungandr's body.

The two stood facing each other about 30 paces apart, like duelists in Westerns.

With a snap of his fingers, the vines that had been wrapped around the roof were quickly withdrawn, freeing up a large amount of space for him.

The two stood facing each other, Vilvica holding the gossip plate in both hands, and although the evening dress on her body was tattered, the anger on her body did not diminish in the slightest.

She just wants to be upright and crush this man with magic!