The second night of the Holy Grail War is coming to an end, and a few hours before the dawn of the morning, the legendary heroes are still active in all corners of Liaohai City, running around to finally fulfill their wishes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Due to the sudden flip of the other world, Liaohai City was exceptionally quiet tonight, and the whole city fell into some kind of strange atmosphere that was indescribable. People rejoice in uneasiness, look forward to it in fear, and enjoy the hard-won tranquility with a hint of luck. Perhaps this is the most normal reaction of ordinary people who are powerless before every disaster.

Because of this, the business district in the center of the city is already closed at nightfall, or the operators of the shopping malls have also sniffed out the unusual incident and closed their stores early, although it has attracted strong dissatisfaction from the citizens, but tonight without the Internet, they can only complain in the phone contact with relatives and friends.

Behind the Green Gold Group building, there is a vacant lot that connects with the alley last night, the place is not very big, but it is quite spacious, at least enough for seven or eight aunts and uncles to do morning exercises or something. Usually a few thugs come here late at night to ghost, but today, it's a place where legendary beings gather.

In the center of the clearing, two sturdy figures pulled out afterimages, colliding together like unexpected prehistoric beasts, their strong and powerful bodies erupted with a popping sound like fried beans, the muscles of the whole body skyrocketed, and the bricks under their feet were suddenly shattered into slag, and there was no room for survival. The ensuing roar echoed like the roar of a beast in this no-man's corner.

Both of them were shirtless, their muscular muscles like pieces of steel armor, arming their tall bodies into human-shaped chariots, and the sheer magic enveloping them gave them a force far beyond the impact of the chariot. They were of similar height, much larger than the average human, one with black hair, the other with a burgundy wild thorn.

The black-haired man is slightly thinner than the other party, but he is still taller, and the lines on his body are softer. The red-haired thorny head is even more hideous, and the muscles of his body are like natural fierce beasts, full of fighting intent, but a pair of eagle-like eyes are calm and calm, without recklessness and fanaticism.

Between the collision between the two, four giant arms like bears exerted force at the same time, and the sound of "click, click, click" made the scalp tingle and exploded one after another, but the two of them had no reaction to their knife-like facial features, no anger or smile, only pure battle intent. There is no winner or loser in the hands, and there is no idle under the feet, the feet of the two of them are like walking dragons and snakes in a few breaths, flashing and moving to take each other's vital points, and the feet and feet are frightened step by step, and the audience around them are all talking to each other, and they are speechless.

Yes, although tickets are not sold, there are still spectators in this hand-to-hand fight between the Heroic Spirits, and there is more than one.

Andrei, a young magician from the Magic Association, dressed in a modest suit, wearing a top hat and a cane, looks like a traditional gentleman. To his left stood a spiritless girl, shrunk into a pink sweatshirt that didn't seem to have adjusted for jet lag. In front of André to the right was a tall young man who watched the battle intently, his face full of excitement, and from time to time he let out an excited roar.

"Ah...... A barbarian is a barbarian, even if he becomes a magician. I said Andrey, just leave Vaglou himself here, and we'll go back. The girl's voice is still lazy, but it has a little more coquettish taste.

For this lazy companion, Andrei just shook his head slightly, did not speak, but opposite them, the young man who seemed to merge with the dark shadows around him walked out with a smile, and the blonde hair made people feel a psychedelic happiness, it was Claude.

"Miss Patrina, a beauty like you really deserves more rest, such fair and charming skin is a gift from heaven." In the face of Claude's praise, the girl didn't seem to buy it, turned her head and said to Andrei: "I said Andre, just kill him, there are three of us, why don't you do it?" ”

Andre smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "Yesterday our summoning was very successful, I am afraid that no force in this city can produce the same level and number of Heroic Spirits as we have, so none of the three of us can afford to lose, otherwise we will lose our advantage." And you have also seen this Claude's Servant, although it is Archer, but his melee ability is not inferior to Waglou's Lancer, once the war starts, if the other party sacrifices his life to the death, it is inevitable that some of the three of us will be injured or even killed, and then it will be even farther away from the central axis. ”

He didn't lower his voice, and these words also reached Claude's ears, who smiled politely and said, "Mr. Andre is worthy of being the leader of this team, and his judgment of the situation is admirable. But please believe in my sincerity, I am not here to fight you, but to cooperate. ”

At this moment, Wagru's rough voice came from the field: "Good Lancer! You've got a good opponent, beat him up! Hey Andrey! This guy's Servant has a temper with me, and we don't have to work well with him! ”

The unhappiness in Andre's eyes flashed, but Claude was thoughtful, and then took out a small box and handed it forward, signaling Andre to open it. The latter took it suspiciously, and was hesitating, but was snatched by Patrina next to him and opened it directly, and when he heard the girl's comment of "really unhappy", he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

André and Patrina looked intently, and saw a small, delicate badge in the box glittering in the moonlight, on which was inscribed with great skill the head of a lion, the majestic lion with its wings spread on either side, and the lion's mouth slightly closed, holding a blooming rose.

"It's ......!" Andre was usually cautious and calm, but when he saw the badge, he could no longer hold his breath, and suddenly raised his head to look at Claude carefully, as if to find something in the other man's face, but in the end he found nothing.

This is the family crest of a "noble" branch of the Magic Association, although it is only a branch, but it still has an extremely large amount of energy, you must know that the "noble" in the Magic Association is more noble than the "lord", and controls the existence of the entire clock tower. And more importantly, he, Patrina and Vagru are their respective small families, which are vassals of this branch family, and this time they were able to collect rare holy relics, thanks to the support and sponsorship of each other.

And before setting off for Shenzhou, the envoy of that branch family also brought such a message: "The mercenaries of Shenzhou will protect you, if you can show your loyalty." ”