In the courtyard of Emiya's house, Rin Tosaka in a black silk skirt is humming a relaxed syllable, and the two jet-black ponytails are flicked with the rhythm, showing that the owner seems to be in a good mood, Emiya Shirou is busy in the semi-open kitchen less than three meters away from her, and the frying pan that sways slightly on the flame looks so handy, obviously the kitchenware is far more skilled in his hands than the magic circuit. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, is it really okay to go on like this, I always feel that this chef we found is a temporary magician at best, although this chef's skills are really good......"

Anne was still holding the big amazing teddy doll, frowning slightly, looking a little distressed.

"Ha, no matter how much you think about it, it won't change the facts, it's just that the magic in his body won't be in half a day...... Not...... It is the magic circuit that has been increased by 15%, and the circular array composed of demon spirit runes has also been superimposed on the third layer, and Rin Tosaka can also condense dark crystals to store magic power, which is already very good to be able to do this step with the body of an ordinary human, coupled with the power of Saber Oriental Ancient Mirror to break through space, the rhythm of this team battlefield has been completely held by us. ”

On the side, the sound of urns and urns came from the sturdy body covered by layers of metallized cuticles.

"Although there is nothing wrong with the fact that this is true, Chen said......

Anne shook her head, and the sadness revealed on her cute and delicate little face made the metal strong man can't help but speak: "Just leave this kind of complex thinking to that sinister and cunning guy Chen, we have already done everything we can do so far, haven't we, the best Emiya Shirou and Rin Tosaka, the little bug of the Maki family and the lord of Medea have also reached a frontal alliance with us, even if the one who wants to come hard, he can't please under the siege of five heroic spirits." ”

In the backyard, Chen, who was still dressed in a blue and yellow Fangshi feather robe, maintained the Yuanyang Gathering Spirit Array with himself as the center, and the orbs emitting earthy yellow light floated in mid-air out of thin air, and the Heavenly Floating Island Pavilion and Golden Bridge loomed in the virtual shadow of the sea of clouds.

Under the cover of this sea of clouds, mountains and fog, the Xuanyuan sword in Yuwen Tuo's hand was suspended in the air like a groundbreaking golden mang, and the ripples of the ancient mirror made the runes continue to condense in it, reorganize and then dissipate, and under the continuous evolution, a guqin engraved with Fuxi gossip also slowly emerged and took shape in it.

Although the collapse of order in the Holy Grail War plane was quickly suppressed by Valhalla, and there was nothing unusual around the Emiya family, the Maki family, the Tosaka family, or the Yanagito Temple, such a catastrophe still interfered with this adjacent parallel world like an infectious disease, and although it was still calm on the surface and did not seem to have any earth-shattering scenes, the undercurrent of destruction had been quietly nurtured under the calm sea level.

Dozens of kilometers away from the downtown area of Fuyuki City, a man in dark blue armor flashed away like a ghost, and a dark red light smashed into a huge brass-colored round shield like a meteor.

Different from the crispness of the ordinary sound of fine iron, in a low and muffled sound, the sharp tip of the spear transmitted almost all the impact to the shield under the transmission of magic power, although the owner of the shield, a Spartan warrior in bronze battle armor was far stronger than the figure of the dark blue armor, but under this blow, he couldn't help but take three steps back.

"Spartan, you are a good and deadly warrior, a real and happy battle!"

Cu Chulainn, dressed in dark blue armor, said, the spear in his hand glowing with a palpitating scarlet light.

It's just that the Spartan warrior didn't care about the declaration of the Kurin Fierce Dog, and he didn't have any intention of sitting still even when he was almost out of balance, and his extreme combat skills still allowed him to concentrate all his strength on the war spear in his hand.

Compared with the dark red spear of Cú Chulainn, which was branded with thorns, the war spear held by the Spartan warrior was undoubtedly a simple and direct murder weapon, with a nearly eight-foot-long barrel and a spear head twice as long as that of an ordinary spear, making it look so hideous, but before this spear could be pierced, the dark red light had already struck again, and the divinity inherited from the god of light, Ruger, made him far superior to ordinary heroes in terms of speed and strength.

In less than half a second, Cú Chulainn had already completed five consecutive shots and stabbed out, five shots in a row, each shot hit the same point accurately, even the giant round shield and the Spartan spear were swung open, and the door in front of his chest was wide open and there was no longer any protection.

"I will use my strongest strength to end your battle, and return to Valhalla with the glory of the Death Battle!"

Cú Chulainn snorted.

With the support of Valhalla, this bloodthirsty Ulster demigod has completely shaken off the embarrassing position of the original power of order weakened to the extreme, and even under the huge disadvantage of his homeland and popularity, he is vaguely above all the heroic spirits, including the Knight King, and is not much inferior to the hero King Gilgamesh.

As his deadliest killing move, the Piercing Death Thorn Spear was far beyond the speed of sound the moment it stabbed out of his hand, and it was still increasing with an extremely terrifying momentum, but it didn't emit the slightest explosion of sound barrier, like a red meteor piercing the enemy's body in silence.

At this moment, if you have to put back your gun and shield and put on a defensive posture, the Spartan directly threw down the war spear in his hand, and instead drew his sword from his waist and slashed directly at the spear that almost turned red, and the edge of the huge shield in his hand also smashed hard.

Different from ordinary swords, although the Spartan's matching sword is only 20 inches, the blade is far thicker and more dignified than all kinds of blades, and the destructive power is brought into full play, and the giant round shield is even more powerful than any murder weapon under the impetus of the terrifying force, although the vision can not capture the traces of the dark red light in front of him, but still rely on his intuition to smash the sword and shield in his hand on the dark red spear.

"Can I ...... it"

The shock in Cú Chulainn's heart can be imagined, as we all know, there is still a big difference between the heroic spirit and the one in life, the nameless ancient war weapon in the long river of fate cannot be compared with the treasure in the hands of the Ulster demigod Gabergar, and the Spartan warrior in front of him can actually affect the trajectory of the spear in his hand just by relying on his combat skills and the weapon in his hand, but this does not affect the final result.

Although the trajectory of the spear was slightly deviated by the two successive impacts, there was no causal restraint beyond birth and death, and after drawing an arc in mid-air, the dark red meteor still struck the Spartan warrior from another angle, shattering the bronze armor and completely piercing his heart.

"Caster and Sunder have already appeared, so is it Berserker, although it was originally a rank to strengthen the weak Heroic Spirit, and the combat skills are indeed very powerful, but the treasure and rank skills are inevitably lacking, which is ......"

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the brown-haired black-clothed priest, as if he felt that the heroic spirit in front of him seemed to be too weak, and it was just a tentative attack that ended it very simply, but in any case, it is always a good thing to eliminate competitors, and in the face of the left and right attacks with the alliance, there is no time to think nonsense: "Come back, lancer......"

"It's over, I'll definitely remember this deathmatch with your and my lives as a bargaining chip, unknown Spartan warrior ......"

Cú Chulainn responded with a roar, drew his spear from the body of the Spartan warrior, and then turned around and said, but somehow, a sense of foreboding and uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, and the source of all this was that he regarded as the Spartan warrior who had withdrawn.

This body, which was supposed to turn into a magical turbulence and dissipate, had no intention of disintegrating at all, but the bronze armor on the body shattered and dissipated like a shard of glass, revealing scarlet streaks that spread down along the left forehead and left shoulder, and the original bronzed skin gradually turned into a grayish-white with no life at all centered on the left chest, and the entanglement of death and resentment turned into the most blazing anger.

With the spread of the power of unknown calamity, his identity as a general has been distorted to become the king of Sparta, the strongest Spartan warrior in history, and the will to destroy that tries to incinerate everything to ashes has been initially awakened.

"My life belongs to you, Ares. From this day on, I will take your will anywhere............"

In an almost inaudible murmur, chains with spikes wrapped around his arms and scorched his body like vicious fire, and hideous blades less than thirty inches and eight inches wide appeared in his hands, and the whole person stood up again in an almost floating position.