If the Primordial Holy Grail is the Holy Grail of the Human Side, then the [Black Mud Abyss] is the Holy Grail of the Beast Side.

Before she completely became a part of the beast, she was indeed a part of the Great Holy Grail, and with the enhancement of the beast's power, this ability was unprecedentedly enhanced.

The newly born Servants from the quagmire are all real Servant level existences, and there is actually no evidence, that is, the Servants created based on Artoria's information are on par with their original roles.

Although it looks like it's blackened, it's just an outward resemblance.,In essence, the servants who are fighting with the two Artoria don't have self-awareness.,Just act simply as a servant under the [Black Mud Abyss].,Except for the battle instinct.,All the purposes are under her control.。

Similarly, the witch who appeared on the ruins of Camelot's city gate is also like this.

Joan of Arc Alter (Alter) is not an existence summoned by the [other side] of Joan of Arc, she was not born because of the opposite, but only in a certain timeline and a certain world, by the strong desire of Gilles de Ray, through the Holy Grail fictional revenge Joan of Arc.

As a saint, Joan of Arc will not hate humans no matter what, even Jill knows this, and in fact, Rowe, who has fought side by side with the saint, also knows that she will never hate and have the concept of revenge to vent her power to humans.

The dragon witch who is obsessed with revenge on the French people, even in this British land, cannot hide her anger against humanity, and it is easier to create her and even expend her power than to create a replica of Artoria, after all, she is not a servant conceptually, but only someone's anger.

"Is that the anger in your heart? At the head of the city, Joan of Arc, dressed in white, looked at the black-robed Caster below with some distress, unlike the French marshal holding a sword beside him, that appearance was completely occupied by paranoia and anger.

"Is this happening, it's really.... It's so sad. Marshal Gill, on the other hand, was a little confused, and he knew why he was here that way, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he understood that this was not the right way to go.

Looking at the black witch, even needless to say, he knew that there were many differences between her and the saint that Jill loved in his heart, even if it was the saint he hoped for now.

"Master, if you can, please leave the task of dealing with them to me, since it may be my opposite, naturally I have to deal with it. Joan of Arc turned and made a request to Rowe.

To be honest, there is no spell between the two, nor is there a contract, so he seeks Luo Wei's approval like this, probably because he is one of the few [masters] located here.

"I see, but.... Don't use your sword, just delay for a while. Rowe also immediately approved of Joan of Arc's idea, but that blow self-immolation move, Rowe didn't want her to use it again, even if it was only a spirit body that was lost.

"Understood. Joan of Arc hesitated, but finally nodded, and then jumped down the city with Marshal Gil to meet the dragon witch below.

At the moment, what Luo Wei cares more about is actually the hundreds of black shadows that disappeared at the beginning, the speed of the black shadows is extremely fast and disappears silently, it is certain that there is no problem with the Assassin, like this danger lurking in the shadows, it is naturally better to eliminate it quickly.

It's just that the Assassin's own aura is not so easy to crack, even if X and Mordred can detect the Assassin's attack through their intuition, but it is only when the Assassin attacks themselves, and if they attack others, they can't perceive it.

"Mr. Holmes, can you find those Assassins in your Noble Phantasm?" Since the Holmes Noble Phantasm opened up a way out of danger for the Servants, could it also be used to find the Assassin?

"Hiding one's actions through skill is not a puzzle, and if I can't find a target, then my Noble Phantasm itself is useless. Holmes still hung his pipe leisurely and said lightly.

Rowe scratched his head, so it seemed that there was no way to search for the Assassin in his hands at the moment, and if he had to say, maybe he could let Nero and Elizabeth sing together to drive them out of the shadows?

Shaking his head, Luo Wei denied such an idea, if he really did that, maybe he would fall first.

As for the rest..... This does not exist.

It can be said that the hundreds of Assassins who have disappeared are like a sword of Damocles hanging in the sky, which may fall at any time.

After thinking about it, there have been more servants in the quagmire, it is completely ground, with the same level of power as the servants, although there are only a dozen people in number, but it is also much stronger than the hundreds of black mud servants before.

"Anyway, contain them first!X!"

Now that the new servants are just lingering by the city walls and have not left yet, it is best to take this opportunity to confine them here, and let them run around, who knows what will happen.

"However, Master, if you want to find those Assassins, you might be able to find out if the Servants who were summoned this time have that person, and with that guy's criminal mind, maybe it will come in handy. Holmes lightly threw out a suggestion that left Rowe deep into thought.

"You mean...... James Moriarty?"

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Located on the west city wall, the old man in a tight dress trembled, as if someone was calculating him behind his back, this chilling feeling was the first time for the old man.

"Ah~ah~"

Next to the old gentleman was an android girl in a white wedding dress and holding a thunder hammer, and a metal restraint pressed against her head, as if there were three extra horns.

Although his speech was indistinct, Frankenstein's concern for the old gentleman was still reached.

"Ah, rest assured, I don't have any problems now, it's just that when people get old, their bones naturally begin to weaken, which reminds me of some unpleasant memories. Tapping his cane a few times on the top of the city to drive away the chill from his body, James Moriarty looked ahead.

Under the city wall, ten thousand beasts ran wildly, although the servants who were previously located in the west temporarily suppressed the actions of the beast tide, but as time passed, the slaves' suppression of the beasts became weaker and weaker.

"Well, I'm still very good at doing evil things, and there's nothing wrong with destroying some disobedient beasts. ”

With that, Moriarty pulled the chain in his hand and lifted the huge white coffin, which was comparable to a coffin.