Saber walked into the alien space enclosed and confined to the mountains, and stretched hard.

"Really, it's rare for the master to use the old man whose old arms and legs are almost covered by tuna scales, but it's not to fight against those heroes and heroes who have traveled through time and space, but it's a boring and boring monster, I'm tired of fighting monsters, why can't there be a guy who is at least a humanoid creature."

Having said that, he still raised the giant sword in his hand and danced the giant sword more than two meters long.

"Well, but it's already doomed, so I'm reluctant to be embarrassed?!"

Tilting his head, the Nordic hero, whose real name is Beowulf, flashed half of the super giant stone statue thrown by the enemy, and waited until the stone statue that should have been a marker in a certain compartment, but now it was a meaningless fragment, fell to the chaotic border of another dimension, turning into a chaotic intelligence storm, and then slowly spoke: "Master? ”

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Two years ago, Lynn had been to Japan once. For some reason, he was caught up in a subspecies Holy Grail War held in Tokyo as master. And this Holy Grail War, which was full of intrigues, was finally temporarily halted because of the skill of a certain heroic spirit.

However, the master did not die, and the magic tunnel was still connected, so the heroes who appeared as servants did not return to the Valhalla, but just waited for the start of the war with a leisurely attitude.

And Lynn's servant is the strongest saber, which means that he needs a lot of magic to maintain saber's current realm - I don't know if it's the fault of the royal family, all people who used to be royal don't like to maintain the spirit for a long time, which makes it more difficult for Lynn to maintain his magic power. Luckily, it seems that the spell applied on the magic dress [Nidhogg's Serpent] that Lynn used to draw on the great source of the leyline air coincided with anything other than Beowulf, and Lynn was actually not too hard.

And now, because of the dishonesty of the Clock Tower (in fact, it was an old man who forgot about it), Lynn had to call his servant who was good at fighting small monsters to Japan in the far east to help him beat the Shadow of the Void - fortunately, Lynn's preparation in advance did take effect.

Unfortunately

"Boom!"

The thirteen-fold formation with angelic meaning unfolded, and the pitch-black "point" of the famous "moon sky" appeared in front of the ancient heroic spirit, and a strong attraction came from that point, and the powerful gravitational wave attracted the figure composed of magical power.

"Oops, master, it's just a little monster, why did you trap yourself in? Well, I know that the long period of not fighting has rusted your body with the smell of a dead house, and you won't want to shoot if you don't have to. But you must have a reason to make a move this time, and I believe that in this regard, you will be the master of an orthodox magician, and you will arrange your position like an iron bucket before facing the enemy, but what kind of trouble do you really make when you are so careless? Balluge, that girl should have followed you well, right? At least the venom should remind you not to overheat your head."

"Shut up!"

He was greeted with a double roar, as if two synchronized and different people were speaking at the same time.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say less." Shrugging his shoulders, Beowulf lifted his travel cloak, revealing his true face hidden underneath.

Beowulf, who lives in faraway northern Europe, is not used to the temperatures in the south, so he chooses his regular clothes and likes nothing other than the race trunks, and the red fruit is exposed with strong pectoral muscles.

Then, particles of light descended.

It was not an adjective, but a real spectacle, countless incandescent lights appeared from all around him, attached to Beowulf's strong body, a simple and heavy, even looking a little old half-body armor appeared on his body, it was the armed force that had accompanied him for many years, whether it was facing giants or water demons.

Then Beowulf took a long breath, as if trying to fill his lungs. Then, swing your sword.

The Noble Phantasm that accompanied him was his huge sword blade [Final Seal of Blood Glory] (The_giant_sword) that only giants could use, and although the original name was not called this, it was the most appropriate name for the most precious Phantasm, and its current name, which was sublimated by legend, is the most appropriate.

The blade is more than two meters long, the blade is made of steel, and the blade has a beautiful pattern, which is very hard because of the various metals that have been melted into the blade. The hilt of the sword made of gold is loaded with a large number of precious stones, and the end of the hilt is a ring, and the ring is decorated with the shape of a snake. It wasn't a weapon that humans could use, but an arm that belonged to giants.

And Beowulf has such a giant's blood in his body.

Therefore, he was able to rely on his peerless magic power, and he had been ignoring the powerful devouring power of the A-rank warlock called "Moon Heaven".

The precious giant sword waved, with unrivaled power, sandwiched with the power of wind and thunder, standing heavily on the pitch-black "point", and in an instant, countless gravitational waves were mixed and released from the "point", and the fragments suspended around were attracted and captured, collided together, and turned into more fine fragments.

"Is that just the degree? Using the master's body but only being able to stitch together such a magic? It seems that you still don't know where the power of the master lies, and it is pointless to seize the body alone like this, the power of the Half-Dead Apostle? Or is it the origin of variables? Or is it the control of otherworldly things? No, no, no, knowledge is the power of a magician. ”

In response to the ancient heroes, there were hundreds of thousands of bullet-like attacks.

At this time, "Lynn", the original scarlet eyes became as cloudy as red wine precipitated with a large number of impurities, and on both sides of his cheeks, a large number of tattoos like thorns grew wantonly, and the black power of the demon dream was precipitated on his body, suppressing the restless black mud master.

"It's noisy."

There is that kind of double tone, mixed with the voices of Lynn and Shadow of Nothingness, the mixed sound quality makes people listen to a creepy feeling.

"You're a Heroic Spirit?"

Looking up and down at Beowulf, who was wielding a gorgeous steel greatsword, "Lynn" looked twice in his eyes and said slowly.

"Of course." With a proud tone that ordinary people could not understand, Beowulf carried the greatsword to his shoulder and said so.

"So you must be delicious?"

In response to this pride was a storm of ice and snow.

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I have to say that Beowulf came just right, just when Lynn was possessed by the shadow of nothingness, and broke in.

This is supposed to be the effect of his retained skill.

([Skill Retention]

Interval across the mountains and the sea: C

Although Beowulf was originally a lord of southern Sweden, half of his exploits were based in Denmark, and even the Danes considered him the greatest hero of their history. This is a testament to the merit of crossing other countries, and when the conditions are right, Beowulf is able to quickly cross geographical distances and reach "those who need him" at the most opportune time. This ability can only be activated if the caller has a deep causal relationship with him, and is more than "one country". ）

This skill allows him to become a "just right" warrior and a samurai who "turns the tide".

While Beowulf was fighting the Shadow of Nothingness for this reason, in the spirit world, Lynn did not give up on this effort.

"Come to think of it, because of the nature of Saber's pit master, I must be at war with the Shadow of the Void guy who has taken control of my body, right?"

After exploring the entire magic workshop, and even using a scalpel to cut the "old magicians and jailers" into small squares with a width of 1*1*1cm in height, Lynn sat down beside "herself" with some boredom.

As Lynn expected, this spiritual world was created to defeat him, and the source of information did come from Lynn's original memories, so when it was shaped, it was mainly based on Lynn's memories.

What Lynn didn't know was obviously not copied, and just now Lynn had checked the bottom of the stone bed that he had never seen before, and there looked like a pile of mosaics.

"Hey, I still can't find a way out."

Sitting next to him, he pulled out the horn of the unicorn that had pierced through his left ear.

"Hmm, did that bastard pierce this corner for me to test my hearing or to test my spiritual vision? I forgot, but it must have happened the day before I met Sister Aoko. ”

looked at the pool of blood piled up by his own blood below, and sure enough, a familiar immature face that had been gnawed beyond recognition was floating there quietly.

"I think I know how to get out."

Feeling the vibration of the room, the heretical magician smiled wryly.

The door opened, and a slender, but unbelievably childish "beautiful girl" walked in.

"Who are you?"

Frowning, the "Magician" glanced at "Lynn" next to Lynn, the look of disgust on his face was not modified in any way.

"Who is he?"

The "magician" snorted at "Lynn", who was slumped on the stone bed.

"His name is Lynn. Helsin. In the name of the Variant (No_matter_where_a_heretic), Eugdomi Reni greets you from the Fifth Magician. ”

Bending over to make a standard aristocratic etiquette, feeling the look of even more disgust, Lynn smiled and said.

"So, can you please have a shot with me?"

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PS: QAQ, I'm so tired, I'm busy with all kinds of things, I'm so sleepy, QAQ

PS2: The rest of the fight scenes are basically gone, because we can't think of a reason to fight, and the rest is a mouthpiece.

PS3: For the sake of us being so tired that we are sleepy, let's get a ticket, dear?