"What, you bastard, did you investigate me secretly?"

Cu Chulainn's face changed, that person, only that person must not be involved again, she has already been deeply hurt once, and she must not be hurt again.

Even if he dies in battle, Cúchulainn will be dismissive, anyway, he is already a person who has died in the distant past, and it is not a big deal to die again.

But only that person was his only knot.

"Investigation? There's no need for that, and if you had the chance to know who you're fighting against, you'll understand why. The Curse Wrist glided like a water spider and continued the battle with Cúchulainn, which trailed behind.

The battle between the two was still fierce, but Cú Chulainn slowed down his attack compared to the previous suppression, because he still had questions to ask.

"I don't care what your purpose is, and I'm not interested, I just want to ask, will you involve her?"

"It's hard to say, but if there is a need, I will not hesitate."

"That's the case, there's no way, then you can die for me now!"

The corners of the mouth are raised, roughly, with the smell of the beast of the wind.

His gaze was cold, and Cú Chulainn lowered his body and moved the storm at great speed, and his movements were completely different from before.

Cú Chulainn knew that he couldn't protect that person now, but even if he eliminated the threat for her, the fewer enemies there were, the safer it would be.

Bell Bell –

After only receiving two shots, the curse wrist screamed, and its strength also increased in level, and its best speed was also disintegrated by the opponent's sudden explosion, and there was no way to distance the two sides.

"If you want to kill me, yes, after all, it's your original Master, and I probably can't understand the pride that a famous hero like you probably has."

Completely in a weak battle, it didn't take long for the curse wrist to be stabbed by the scarlet spear, and even almost pierced.

The black Assassin staggered, but still galloped and fought, not falling.

"It's tenacious. There's no plan for treatment, so it looks like it's going to take some time. ”

If you cut the major arteries at the base of your hands and feet, it will be fatal to the human body, and the bleeding from the major arteries is quite terrible, and if you are cut in actual combat, it will be equivalent to death.

That's in terms of ordinary combat, though.

Servant, the Immortal's opponent, cannot expect to die from excessive bleeding. For them, who do not rely on blood, but on magic, the effect of cutting the major arteries is very meager, and it is considered an inferior means.

Cutting off limbs wasn't like that, but it was so easy to cut off Servant's hands and feet. The moment he succeeds, his head will be cut off, and this will probably end up like this.

"Since I can't even stop you from feeling the pain, I have to knock you down completely."

Cú Chulainn was a battle-hardened warrior who knew how to defeat his enemies and how to kill them, and he knew what to do in the face of such a stubborn enemy.

The gap of returning, the high-speed piercing that even the afterimage disappears, and every blow that bounces off the throwing knife, Cúchulainn's gun, every stab can be called a must-kill, and if you are careless, it is possible to be killed in an instant.

Just the infinite increase in sharpness and power is a must-kill ...... even for the servant!

The rain of guns in a straight line increased the momentum of continuous attacks, which was not rapid, but ingenious. Cú Chulainn's spear was not fast or slow, it was fired like a waterfall, and the Assassin who was caught in the garrison had nothing to do, and its short sword could only push away the spear at most.

"The next wave of attacks is going to be over—"

Cú Chulainn attacked with a blast of the wind, and the Assassin Curse Wrist could not stop it, no matter how resolute the enemy, as long as he plunged this scarlet spear into the opponent's heart, he was able to do just that.

"-twitter-"

Smelling the extreme danger, his whole body is releasing a signal to retreat, curse his wrist

"I took your heart ———"

A thorny cold ravages the area.

The air froze, not figuratively, but literally, and all the magic that filled the atmosphere froze. Now, only the warrior named Cú Chulainn is allowed to breathe in this place.

The gun in Cú Chulainn's hand is called the Piercing Death Thorn Spear, and the moment you liberate your true name, you will kill the other party.

It's absolute, and as it literally is, this gun has the meaning of killing people.

"────Piercing"

At the same time as words that have powerful magical powers.

"Deaththorn Spear!"

In an instant, the Assassin's chest was pierced, no doubt.

In less than a second, the heart was shattered.

There is "effect" first, and then there is "cause", reversing the process and result, the magic spear that is enough to break through various defenses determines the fate of the opponent when it attacks, and when it attacks with a gun that "must penetrate the heart", it determines the fate of the opponent.

Who can stop such a ridiculous blow?

"Twitter - it really deserves to be the magic spear of the Queen of the Shadow Country in myths and legends, it is really incredible, incredible. Twitter-"

People who should have died have stood up again.

There's no doubt that the Deaththorn Spear can kill enemies instantly, but add the premise that "if you pierce the heart, you'll die."

"You guy...."

"It's a miracle from God, you've picked up a life, Lacner, and [evil] already has prey."

The Curse Wrist smiled coldly, for it, this battle was meaningless, his mission was to assist the [Evil] hunting Servant, since that person appeared, the Holy Grail War was no longer important.

Even the great magician who had been preparing for 500 years trembled, and the self-proclaimed "divine messenger", perhaps even he couldn't understand it.

The messenger of God is the messenger of God.

Of course, the "god" that person worships is not the god that the world worships.

God is God, the so-called "God", there should be only one and only one in heaven and earth, and the rest are just the dregs of self-proclaimed "God".

Shoot down the stars with divine power, construct rules with fantasy, and the gods that the world believes in are just alien races with great power in ancient times, and the real gods are not like that.

Omniscient and omnipotent, with eyes to see through everything, the past, the present, and the future, no matter which point in the timeline, every grain of dust, and the fate of every star, are all controlled by "God".

These are the most basic powers of God.

"Nonsense, you can't be considered a Servant anymore, too, the guy who has no life in the first place will naturally not die."

Cú Chulainn's expression darkened in disgust.