27. Masquerade X masquerade

When Webb. When Vilwitt yelled at Van and Jill, Jill suddenly struck out without warning. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His target was Webb in the shouting.

The chains that burst out of the door instantly wound Webber tightly.

Surprisingly, Weber's servant, Iskandar, the conquering king, did not take any action, he did not rescue his master, nor did he make any indication of Jill's attack, so he stood quietly in place, allowing Jill to attack his master.

Mr. Webb soared into the air.

"What...... What the?! Wow, ah!!!hhh ”

Poor Webb danced in the air as if he were dying, and a moment later, the short aerial journey reached the end: Iskandar Station.

Tightly held by those solid arms, Webb fell headfirst into the arms of his servant.

"Ah...... Belch? What the? ”

The poor worm, who had not yet woken up, looked confused.

"I thought I was timid but cautious, but I didn't expect you to be so messy, my little master, I owe Caster a favor now."

"You...... What the hell are you talking about? Obviously he was attacked, but his servants didn't seem to think so, which made Webb completely confused.

But soon, he knew the answer.

Is that...... Mask!

Mask Mask Mask ......Mask Mask Mask Mask Mask T

Endless masks emerge from all directions.

Wearing a black figure in a mask, countless assassins appeared in all directions, surrounding Van and Jill, along with Rider and Webb.

The superfluous passers-by had already fled when Gil deliberately made a big move to clear the field, and at this moment, only the people related to the Holy Grail War were left on this street for the time being.

"That's ...... assassin？ This amount is too messy!! ”

Webb finally understood what Jill's actions meant, and it was indeed a good intention, and the boy's chains threw him out of the heart of the Assassin's encirclement and sent him back to Rider.

However, the crisis is still not over, after all, Webb and Rider are also surrounded by Assassins, and the black Mr. Assassin does not seem to be a good-natured righteous person.

Weber, as the master, was of course afraid, but his servant seemed calm, and the king of conquest did not even make a fighting posture, he put his hands on his chest, and watched with great interest what was happening in front of him.

"It's for you, Fan, don't you say a word?" Jill took the time to say to Fan beside him.

"Haha, what should I say, what I want to say has already been said when I killed these addicts."

"You don't have to say anything......"

Seeming to be the spokesperson of many Assassins, a well-built woman with a skull mask lined up in front of Van and Jill.

"Allah has determined the date of your death. Morality. Today, Almak, is the day of your death. ”

"Not really." Fan said politely: "Only I can decide the date of my death, and Allah of your family must have miscalculated, so I should not have missed a decimal point when doing the four arithmetic." ”

"Heretics! If you don't speak disrespectfully when you die, you will fall into hell!! ”

"I'm not going to hell you said you were going to...... The system is different. ”

Fan narrowed his eyes, and the inky tattoo that had been fading resurfaced on his body.

The first to attack is neither the Assassin nor Fan, but Jill, who has been excluded from the conversation.

"The King's Treasure is limited to 40 handfuls, which is insignificant compared to the total number......

Weapons limited to 40 appeared out of thin air, and glittering treasures were waiting to devour flesh.

Van picked out a broadsword from among them, which did not look very heavy, and held it in his hand.

"Hehe, 39 ......" Jill smiled bitterly, "The enemies are countless. ”

"In this situation, our lives are in danger."

The next moment, Jill's Noble Phantasm flew towards the Assassin group like a cluster multi-warhead missile.

Even the Noble Phantasm, which looked as brilliant as fireworks, was insignificant compared to the Assassins who kept popping up, and if they were just shot, this number of Noble Phantasms would not be able to deal decisive damage to the Assassin army.

The Rain of Phantasms did penetrate the dozen or so Assassins who stood in front of them, but the results ended there, and more Assassins filled those positions.

At this point, there was no need for any dialogue, and the Assassin assaulted and rushed towards the two teenagers in the center.

"Rider, are we going to help?"

Although ignored by the assassins around him, Webb still looked extremely nervous.

"You say help? Who can you help? The King of Conquest asked his master as he watched the battle in front of him.

"Do you need to ask? Of course it'......" Saying this, Weber's words suddenly couldn't go on.

At some point, Webber has become emotionally completely biased towards Van and Jill, who seem younger than him, and the masked, unkind, and numerous Assassins have become his imaginary enemies.

"This is a dignified battle between Caster and Assassin, casually intervening in other people's battles is the real rudeness, you should study well, my little master."

"Are we just doing nothing and watching them fight?"

"Stupid!" With a snap, Webber snapped the King of Conquest again: "Isn't this the Holy Grail War you've been waiting for?" When Assassin and Caster decide the winner, the winner is our opponent! ”

Although the Rain of Noble Phantasms can be recovered, it is too late to shoot a second time, and the army of Assassins with masks is already close at hand, and in desperation, Van and Jill start a white-knuckle battle.

Inky tattoos appeared on Fan's body, and in this state, he seemed to become extremely powerful and fast, wielding his broadsword indiscriminately, and actually possessing enough power to cut through the air, making it impossible for the Assassin to get close.

Jill wielded the half-acquired Sky Lock to defend, and when the Assassin's dagger swung at him, he formed the Sky Lock into a shield form, fending off the attack and suppressing the opponent.

The two defended back-to-back, handing over their backs to each other, and the assassins who could get close to the two were only a few after all, and more skeleton masks could only surround the outer layer and stare dryly, watching the battle in the inner circle.

Compared to Jill's passable combat experience, Fan's combat experience is pitiful, and he only comes and goes with a few moves to swing his sword and slash, although his strength and speed are very good, but his sword moves are too monotonous, and it is easy for the assassin to see the flaws.

When Fan forced one of the assassins back with a sword, the dagger of the other assassin was already in front of him.

Fan Ling, hurriedly swung his sword to block, because the speed was at least one level faster than the Assassin, the broadsword in his hand naturally blocked the Assassin's attack, and could take advantage of the situation to split the Assassin who launched the attack.

But Fan could not do this, because a dagger had already been handed to his side, and if he did not respond to it, I am afraid that Fan himself would be mortally wounded while slashing the assassin away.

In desperation, Fan was about to reach out and grab the wrist of the other party who handed out the dagger, but the other party's wrist seemed extremely flexible, and with a few strange and distorted postures, he twisted Fan's outstretched hand and plunged the dagger into Fan's heart again.

At the same time, more daggers were handed to Van.

Although Fan has superhuman speed, he can only perform his final ultimate move in the face of almost endless daggers from all directions.

"Get out of here!!"

With all his might, he swung a sword forward with all his might, regardless of it.

Like a storm, all the dust was wiped out in that instant.

But the vacuum only existed for a moment, and the next moment, the army of assassins filled the void like black ants.

Van is once again in crisis. If you look closely, you can see that the tattoo color that appears on his skin seems to have faded slightly......