Chapter 378: Caster Raid
Chapter 378: Caster Raid
"I guess I'm preparing some kind of big magic trick. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoBut after all, he is a magician who has become a monk halfway, and he has no precautions at all, so if we take action now, I am afraid that we will immediately withdraw from the war. β
"That's good, but because of each other's defenses, all the masters are too far away, and I'm afraid that by the time they arrive, Caster will have already done the magic. Also, are we really not going to do it now? β
"Don't make a move? Of course not. We just don't have to confront him head-on now. He's still somewhat useful now, and we just need to make sure that his minions can't hurt ordinary people. Nightshade said as she looked at Caster.
Rider sighed: "I can't see through you more and more, it seems that everything is under your control, if other servants know that you are playing with the palm, probably they will be depressed to the point of madness." β
"Maybe." Nightshade didn't argue much, "Wait a little longer, maybe Saber will be the first to appear, and the servant of the outsider is not far away." β
"It's another prophecy." Rider pursed his lips and looked at Caster again, "I wish you could be wrong once." β
"Wrong? If that's the case, that's bad. Nightshade replied with a smile.
Compared to a strong opponent, Nightfall is more worried about everything getting out of control, which is why Nightfall has not changed the plot in the general direction. (You forgot you cut down Dilumu more?) οΌ
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"Yo, Saber is here, much sooner than expected." Rider whistled.
"Her riding skills have helped a lot." Nightshade looked at the silver-white car that Saber was driving that was not moving fast at all, Alice Field's Mercedes.
Rider nodded approvingly, watching Saber and Alice Phil emerge from the drifting stop Mercedes.
Saber rushed to the shore, and the fog created by the caster's magic could not obscure the servant's view.
Saber who watched closely could easily see the water at Caster's feet, gathering a large number of terrifying alien shadows.
Caster suddenly turned to face Saber.
"Welcome, Holy Maiden. It is a great honor for me to see you again. Caster bowed earnestly, and anger burned in Saber's pupils.
"Unrepentant fellow...... You demon! What are you going to play tonight? β
"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc. You are not the guest of honor at tonight's banquet. Caster replied with a wicked smile on his face. - However, I will be very happy if you are willing to take the seat. Jill. Morality. Less Bucai, a feast of death and depravity has been prepared, please enjoy it!
Caster laughed out loud. Beneath his feet, the dark waters began to stir. The countless monsters gathered at the summoner's feet shot out countless tentacles in unison, engulfing the caster who stood on their heads in cloaks.
At first glance, it seems that the rebellious demons are attacking the caster, but the caster, who is covered in tentacles, raises his voice and laughs wildly. The arrogant laughter bordered on screaming.
"Now I will once again raise the banner of the Savior! The outcasts gather around me! The despised gather around me! I will command you! Lead you! The resentment of our bullies is about to be conveyed to God! O Lord of Heaven! I will wash away my iniquity and praise you! β
The foaming surface of the water swells up and pushes up the caster engulfed in tentacles. The number of monsters that used to be his foothold has increased dramatically. Estimated from the depth of the river bottom, the number is unimaginably terrifying.
βcasterβ¦β¦ Absorbed?! β
Saber felt a shudder all over her body, and in her eyes, the number of monsters gathered around the summoner's body continued to increase. The summoning ability of the "Luoyan City Textbook" is really endless. Countless tentacles tangled and fused together to form a piece of flesh.
The pieces of meat are covered with disgusting slime and glow, and it is really a sticky beach island. Not only that, but the meat cuts still continue to swell.
Caster's form was completely invisible, only his voice still echoing haughtily.
"O arrogant 'God'! O cold 'God'! We will pull you down from the throne! God's beloved lambs! People who have bodies that resemble God! will be **** to our heart's content, torn apart! The ridicule of our rebels knocks at the gates of heaven with the sorrow of the Son of God! β
The filthy pieces of flesh gradually expand and take shape. Or it can be said that this image is the essence of the otherworldly monster. The monsters that Caster has driven so far are all fragments of this, just miscellaneous soldiers.
"Looks like there's going to be a big guy." Rider pressed his hands on his sword, intending to strike at any moment.
"As far as an artist is concerned, the caster is flawless." Nightshade sighed.
"Artists? Still flawless? Rider was puzzled, he couldn't connect the scene in front of him to the artist.
Nightshade stared at the twisting chunks of flesh: "Isn't it perfect to be able to dedicate oneself to one's art?" β
"Dedicated? How so? It's just a bunch of summons, and the caster won't die even if he runs out of mana? β
"Do you think a half-baked caster plus a master who isn't a magician at all can summon so many powerful sea devils?" Nightshade asked rhetorically.
Rider suddenly gasped: "What do you mean?" β
"All Caster does is summon these monsters!" Nightshade utters a fact that even riders don't want to hear.
"So these monsters aren't under the control of Caster?"
"That's right. So this monster is not what Caster is used to fight. Nightshade said helplessly, "It's just that I've been invited to eat." If it is not stopped, such a town will be swallowed up by it in a few hours, and there will be nothing left. β
It seems that the caster did not realize the purpose of the battle at all, and the meaning of victory. That crazy servant is intent on sabotaging the Holy Grail War itself. and the destruction of all life in this city. The two people on the tall building thought with some sadness that if it weren't for their heroic spirits, I am afraid that the entire town would be destroyed by the madness of the caster.
"Let's go." Nightfall stepped on the edge of the tall building, "The others are here, it's time for us to appear." β
Rider also drew his sword, slashed in the void, accompanied by a huge thunderous sound, the sacred cow chariot appeared beside Rider: "Of course, how can such a scene be less than my conquest of the king?" β
Under the setting sun, three pairs of wings suddenly spread out on the back of Nightfall, followed by the rider driving the sacred cow chariot.
"I don't know if the so-called farce will end here!" Nightfall condescendingly makes a declaration to the monster with Caster as the core! (To be continued.) )