"Except for us, the other three are basically fine. "Rowe received a notification from Marysbilly that the southern wall was coming from Marysbilly, confirming the current situation.

"Does that mean that the biggest problem is only us?" Miria held her forehead on the side, the situation on the eastern wall was really not optimistic.

Although there are a large number of servants to assist, with the expansion of the black mud and the increase in the power of the [Black Mud Abyss], the Servants who appear are no longer the inferior goods of the previous black mud Servants, but the Servants with genuine strength.

At this point, it can be seen from the saint who is fighting hard with the witch that compared to the holy Joan of Arc, it is obvious that the witch-like Joan of Arc has more power, and the strength of the two sides is also different, although Marshal Gil is stronger than Caster's Jill in individual strength, but it is not as good as the other party has a book that can summon sea devils.

Surrounded by a large number of sea demons, Marshal Jill, even if he is strong as an individual, is still restrained by a large number of sea devils, and the result of the battle between the two is that the saint's side is completely suppressed, and the reason why it was not defeated in an instant is probably because the witch Joan of Arc is very unhappy with herself like this and wants to vent her anger, so she did not defeat it at the first time, but slowly consumed the other party.

At the same time, the newly born Servants from the black mud are also steadily advancing towards the interior of Camelot City, not even caring about the people in the city.

"X, you go down there and contain them, and I'll see if I can get some support from other quarters. ”

Knowing that these newly-born Servants had real Servant-level strength, Luo Wei naturally couldn't let them run around, and it was the best choice to confine them to one place and break them in one go.

"But the Master, Assassin...."There are probably hundreds of Assassins hiding in the shadows, and the reason why the newly born Servants don't care about the people in the city is probably because the Assassins have already monitored this place, and if they leave at this time, it will be Luo Wei who is in danger.

"Then it's as they want, you can go, I'll find a way on my side. Luo Wei actually has no bottom in his heart, but considering the current situation, if he is so restrained by the hidden Assassin, there is absolutely no chance of turning the tables.

He can't estimate the outside of the city, so he can only hand it over to the Knights of the Round Table, but inside the city he has to command well, and defending against the attacks of these servants is one of the necessary conditions for victory.

"Then again.... What about the heroes?" and in the constant exchange of information with other characters, Rovi knew from Merlin's mouth that it was Gilgamesh who killed Jörmungård in the middle, but seeing that he did not come to the east to help, he probably did not know what he was doing.

"Before you think about anything, do what you said!" Miria leaned down sharply, and a silver light flashed, a dagger stained with purple liquid, passing through her head.

Assassin's attack.

Before X and the other servants left, the Assassin had already attacked, and the daggers thrown from the shadows were not just one, but dozens of daggers were thrown from several directions at the same time.

With the skill of intuition, the four people who reacted the fastest were X, Alter, Mordred, and Lily, and the four blades swung at the same time, protecting Rowe and Miria in the center, and dozens of daggers were blocked together.

It's just that everything seems to be predetermined, like a set trap that the servants have stepped into.

While the four servants swung their swords outside, behind them, in front of Rowe's chest, a pitch-black hollow suddenly appeared there.

Intuition is that it can only be aimed at oneself, but if the target is to target others, it is impossible to predict the existence of danger in advance, which leads to the current situation.

A crimson demonic hand emerged from the hollow, so fast that Rowe didn't have time to react.

"Zanbaniya"

Although the body's reaction naturally caused Luo Wei to raise his right arm, the speed was far less than that of the red hand.

If you slow down the time to a second and watch it, the crimson demon hand still probed into Rovi's chest at a great speed, as if it wanted to pull out his heart directly.

Assassin is not only good at lurking, but also observation, in the city, Luo Wei keeps getting in touch with all parties, directing the actions of the servants, has made the Assassin target him, if you take the human body as the current Camelot City, Luo Wei is the brain, as long as the brain is dead, even if it is a strong force, it is difficult to exert it.

It's just that human beings often have the strictest protection for the brain.

The crimson demon hand, the fingertips had pierced into Luo Wei's chest, and the ensuing scorching, concussive-like stimulation, Luo Wei only felt that the strength of his whole body seemed to dissipate, and he was about to fall.

However, the Demon Hand did not take Rowe's heart, but only stopped for a moment, and stopped steadily on Rowe's chest, only scratching a layer of skin, and then failed to go any further.

A hand wrapped in steel armor grabbed the crimson demon's wrist.

"Curse wrists?"

A low and majestic voice came from the mouth of his master, and the warrior in heavy armor appeared beside Luo Wei at some point, grabbing the demon wrist that was attacking him, and in the helmet like a skeletal face, the red eyes shone with a dazzling light, and the moment he appeared, it seemed that the world had become slow and silent.

"Even if you transplant the Demon Wrist, what do you get?

He pulled the crimson Demon Wrist and pulled out the Assassin hidden in the hollow, except for the pitch-black outfit, only the white mask was more distinctive.

In terms of style, it is similar to the skeletal helmet on the warrior's face.

Just one grasp has completely restricted the enemy's movements, but just staying in front of him, he will be swallowed by that murderous aura, and even every cell in his body will naturally feel fear.

"Chu.... The First Adult?"

Rowe understood why the Assassin had stopped, and the surprise, incredulity, and deep fear that came out of his mouth indicated the identity of the warrior who had appeared here.

The original assassin, the man who founded the Assassin Order, the first Hassan al-Sabah, the son of the mountain.

"Understood, then, hand over your head. ”

The blade as huge as a human body flickered, and the next moment, the Assassin, who had the cursed arm and the demon wrist, had been decapitated.