My name is Elijah,

It seems to be fighting quite hard over there (tea)

154：11：08

Dilumudo believes that the magician, Tosaka Tokitomi, is overconfident, and as a leader, he should think twice about making any decision, especially when even the slightest mistake can have serious consequences.

Perhaps he thinks that having three Servants is a great advantage, and sees an allied side as a threat to be eliminated, but it is not wise to rush into a magical position guarded by a master anyway.

Archer, who has not yet been seen so far, may be a hole card, but the Lord and Queen have already set up multiple countermeasures to long-range attacks, and Assassins with only a numerical advantage and Berserker with some special ability cannot win.

Especially when that black berserker's special abilities seemed to be completely restrained by himself.

"Woohoo—"

The twenty-eighth floor of the Hyatt Regency has a cinema, restaurant, and cabaret room, but of course, all the facilities are empty, and at this moment, with some kind of roar, an ominous Berserker appears in the corner of the ballroom with a billowing black fog.

"That's the end of it, you don't want to destroy any of the magic nodes set up by the Lord Monarch." Not far away, he materialized as the first warrior of Ireland, who was extremely handsome and charming, wearing tight green leather armor.

"Goo-quack!" Berserker didn't respond, maybe he couldn't? He yelled and picked up the two fire extinguishers that had been placed in the corner and threw them at Dilumudo.

The two normally normal fire extinguishers turned into a strange shape mixed with pitch black and dark red the moment they were thrown, and they were just miscellaneous items, so they produced a lethality comparable to that of a low-level treasure.

This is Berserker's special ability, which can turn anything he comes into contact with that can be used as a weapon, and he has even controlled a ball machine on the indoor court on a certain floor, and the continuous fire of black and red projectiles has made Dilumudo, who didn't know how to deal with it at the time, a little scrambling.

But now the situation is different, in the face of the two "treasures" that flew over, Dilumudo just raised his hand slightly, and the red rose that broke the demon drew a graceful arc, like a dragonfly brushing their surfaces, and the two "treasures" instantly faded from the black and red magic and turned back into a fire extinguisher, and fell to the ground after losing power.

That's it, Dilumudo thought, Berserker can turn anything into a treasure, and he can restore them, Assassins are plural beings, but they are nowhere near as strong as the king's army under Iskandar, the king of conquest.

So, if the magician of the Tosaka family had no other backhand, the Holy Grail War would have been won by his own side, and Dilumudo raised his spear and charged at the berserker who had transformed into two microphone stands on the stage.

153：57：11

"Mithrines, report on the battle."

On the twenty-ninth floor of the Hyatt Regency is a huge ballroom, the original tables and beautiful decorations have been completely removed, and the entire floor seems empty, and Iskandar, the king of conquest, is driving his ox cart to stop in the middle of the hall.

"All Assassins attempting to ascend have been intercepted, my king," a spearman in light armor appeared next to the oxcart as a gust of wind and sand rolled up, "but they seem to be familiar with our way of fighting, and cannot be easily annihilated, and are currently in a stalemate." ”

"Well, while the commanders are a bit arrogant, it's good that they know how to be flexible." The burly king of conquest waved his hand: "You also join the war." ”

"Yes." The spearmen disappeared with a gust of wind and sand.

To the average person, there was nothing in this hall, but out of nowhere could be heard the handing of weapons, whispering shouts, and the sound of leather tearing and metal grinding.

For Iskander, however, it was a fiercely fought battle.

It's true that fully materializing and fighting an enemy that is also fully materialized is intuitive, and the damage caused is clear, but that's not a prerequisite for a fight to take place.

At this time, in the hall, dozens of Assassins who remained spiritualized were engaged in a strange battle against the "King's Army", which was also not in this world.

Due to the big loss they suffered in the seaside warehouse last time, the Assassins had no intention of physicalizing the battle against Rider at all, but whether they were trying to bypass Iskandar and go upstairs or risk suddenly appearing to assassinate him, they were all intercepted by the warriors who appeared with the wind and sand.

Full materialization will be attacked by the warriors who appear in front of you, and the spirit state will be closely followed by those warriors, and if you risk a sneak attack, even a dagger will crash into the shield that is waiting for you, and if the assassins have a sense of wholeness, they must be mad.

"Hmm......" After a few more moments, Iskandar suddenly began to give orders to his warriors, but whether it was a brief command or a strange gesture, the Assassins could not understand it at all, and they could not deal with it, but gradually felt that their own line was constantly compressed.

Military strategy, this inherent skill comes from Iskandar's invincible conquest across the Eurasian continent, it has a huge bonus to situation judgment and on-the-spot command, it does not work in a single situation, but the more subordinates who follow orders, the stronger the effect, if the opponent does not have the corresponding level of commander, the final battle situation will become one-sided crushing.

Soon, the stalemate ended with the vast majority of Assassins having to show up and then be surrounded by soldiers, and even if they tried to escape from the spirits, they would be driven back by the same spirited spearmen.

Seeing this, Rider burst out laughing, and he tugged at the reins so that the thunderous oxcart faced the Assassin swarm, while the Divine Bulls snorted and kicked the thunderbolt-laden hooves, apparently intending to trample all the enemies in front of them.

The Assassins, who were not prepared to sit still, began to desperately try to escape, and the Imperial soldiers besieging them did not intend to let them go so easily, and the encirclement was somewhat scattered for a while.

"[Distant Ravages and Domination] ——!" Before the Assassins could flee, Iskandar had already driven the Mighty wheels to gallop with rolling thunder.

153：49：12

Boom——!

As the wheels of Shenwei were about to crush all the Assassins who didn't have time to escape, the wall on one side of the hotel burst inward, and the flying stones and building materials slowed Iskandar's progress slightly.

At this moment, a figure taller than everyone else leaped out of the crowd, his arms were even thicker and longer than twice that of ordinary people, and he punched Rider on the ox cart, and the other guards did not react at all.

"The timing was good!" Iskandar didn't hesitate to draw his sword in response, and sparks even erupted from the slash between the short sword and the powerful Asssassin's fist.

Bite!

Even though this Assassin has extraordinary strength because of his strange arms, he is only a Heroic Spirit incarnation, and the end of the battle with Rider, who has a genuine job and is on the wheel of Shenwei, is to fly out with a chaotic electric current in the distance, and before he can land, the spirit child dissolves and disappears in mid-air, and the result of the battle is only a small step back for Iskandar.

It was only a small step, but Rider was standing on a speeding oxcart, holding a short sword in his right hand and just fighting the Assassin, and this small step caused his left hand to let go of the reins, so he temporarily lost control of the Divine Wheel.

With Iskandar's enhanced riding skills as a Rider, he was able to regain his balance and regain control of the bullock cart in a split second.

But all Berserker needed was this moment.

Under the horrified gaze of the Assassins who were about to be crushed, a black mist suddenly rolled from the ox cart that was supposed to be crushed over them, not only lifting its original owner Iskandar down, but even the lightning around it turned from blue-purple to ominous blood-red.

It even suddenly turned its spearhead and crushed and destroyed the lightly armored soldiers besieging the Assassins one by one, only to notice that Berserker suddenly appeared in the driver's seat, clutching the reins tightly, scarred and looking extremely miserable.

"Sorry, Rider, I didn't expect him to detonate the gas line and climb up from the outside after blowing up the wall." At this time, Dilumudo, who had been blocking Berserker on the lower floor, also jumped up on the outer wall, and immediately understood the situation.

"Well, it seems that I underestimated the other party's master," Iskandar was riding on a tall black horse that had been newly summoned, and he looked carefully at Berserker, who was trying to subdue Kamui's wheels, and the Assassins who were guarding him, and turned his horse's head, "Retreat for now." ”

"Why? They are clearly underwhelmed. Lancer looked at the Berserker, the sacred bull who was trying to control him, and the Assassins who were surrounding him, as he struggled to keep the strange black and red mist from enveloping him, and the red and yellow spears in his hands.

Just look for an opportunity to stab a little......

Buzz - click!

A golden thunderbolt slashed straight through the blasted wall, hitting the ground where Lancer wanted to take a step forward with great precision, and the wind pressure and the magic contained in that light could not be ignored, and after the golden light disappeared, Lancer saw that it was a strange weapon with a crescent hook and double chamfered blades, known as the "halberd", undoubtedly a legendary treasure.

"I guess that Archer has a very arrogant personality," Rider looked out the window, "I guess he didn't want to fight in a cramped building, but now the broken wall gives him the conditions to attack from a distance, and we can't fight three Heroes at the same time, even if it is for the purpose of keeping Archer out of the battle line, we can only retreat now." ”

"Damn......" Dilumudo glared fiercely at the black-armored berserker as he followed Iskandar to the staircase leading to the upper floor.

"Oh cluck, cluck—" Berserker let out a celebratory roar as he finally managed to silence the two sacred cows.