"Hah!" Rin Tosaka covered her head, she didn't go to talk to the man she had just rescued like Diana, but sat with Lancelot and talked about other things.

"There's no way around it!" Lancelot, however, wanted to comfort his master, and he had his own unique thoughts about such a situation, "We are not compatible with the people here, we all know it!" ”

Out of place, it's true.................. How can there be no quarantine here. Even Rin Tosaka, who revealed her so-called wizard identity, didn't find anyone to talk to here, and the mental defense line of a group of Amazonians was simply ironclad, and there was no trace of cheapness for her in more than ten years of getting along.

"It's terrifying!" Rin Tosaka had already guessed what was going to happen next, but what they needed to think about now was something else, "Lancelot, we shouldn't be here!" ”

"So......" Lancelot shook his purple hair, "are we going to find a way out now?" He looked around, unbeknownst to anyone, a storm brewing on the European continent.

"Well, that's what we have to think about!" Rin Tosaka pushed his sleeve up, "Otherwise, when I go back, Emiya will be ......" He blocked his mouth in the middle of speaking, and an inexplicable flush flashed on his face, "Saber, you didn't hear anything!" She pointed at Lancelot with her onion-like fingers.

"Of course, if that's what you expect, Master, I'll use my life to keep your secret!" Lancelot knelt down on one knee with a look of loyalty.

"So......" Rin Tosaka gripped the ruby in his hand, "and we need to start our plan as well as they plan to steal the sword!" Her face was excited and confident.

On the European continent, France and Germany were on the front lines of the war.

"Kakuta, are the German troops attacking again?" In the French trench, a grizzled soldier straightened his hat, and a bullet hole in his right foot was visible to the naked eye.

"Probably, it's a question of whether we can survive such a charge!" Another French soldier who was missing a hand bit the tobacco in his mouth, and in the smoke of the battlefield, only tobacco could reduce his pain a little.

"I'm just not afraid of death!" A wry smile appeared on the corner of Kakuta's mouth, a few days ago, there were bursts of screams in the German military camp, and then in the ensuing battle, there were many German soldiers who were not afraid of death or even would not die.

They could easily cross the trenches, they had no physical limitations, and the blue flames flashing in their eyes made the hearts of countless people feel tense. They don't feel the slightest pain when they are hit by bullets in the body parts, they will still hold the guns in their hands and shoot back at the enemy, even if they don't have the torso of their hands, they will still charge forward.

At the moment when the guns occupied the battlefield, they were like a sharp knife, defeating the Allied army, only the artillery fire could pose a real threat to them, the German banner was advancing step by step, while the Allied army, which had originally occupied the advantage, retreated again and again.

"Really...... Damn it! The French soldier took a sip, then continued to chew the tobacco in his mouth, "Cannon fodder like us are no match for that group of undead legions!" "At the front, because of the German armies that were not afraid of death, they were called the Legions of the Undead, just like the armies of Darius I against Greece, but they were even more terrible.

"There is no heaven in the world, but we have to fight for the chance of heaven!" A soldier tapped on his helmet.

"Which blasphemer gave you this word?" Kakuta laughed and grabbed the gun in his hand, another round of cannon fire rang out, he closed his eyes slightly, "Maybe ......" A tear fell from the corner of his eye, maybe he could see them! He didn't say it.

The artillery fire has become more intensive, and no one knows where their future lies, especially those on the battlefield, because ...... This is not just an extravagant hope, but a wish for all. At least, before this undead scourge spreads.

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"Yo, it seems that you are quite confident in your protective abilities?" Loki was locked in a special cage, and he looked at the others in the craft with a look of helplessness.

"You dangerous person, you definitely need to be imprisoned!" Steve stood in a dark pose and shook his masked head at Loki, and was posed by one of Carter's swordsmen.

"Oh, nice couple drama!" Loki clapped his hands happily, not feeling caught at all.

"By the way, this thing is crazy? The mentality is so good that it can't be explained! "Tony wasn't wearing a steel suit, he was sitting on a soft seat, a wine in his hand, and he didn't care about it on his face, and in his years as a superhero, he had met a lot of tricky guys, but he was the first one with a good mentality like Loki.

"Why should I be afraid?" There was not a single scar on the place where Loki had been beaten, and he spread his hands, but there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"I can't figure out how a thief can have such a good mentality!" The Sven man with the eyes walked over slowly, and he pushed the lenses on the eyeframe.

"Yo, it's our green round guy!" Tony deliberately made a look of surprise, "And he's a highly educated violent maniac, wow, cool!! "His poisonous tongue is something that is almost impossible to change.

"None of these things have anything to do with us anyway!" Cyclophalo, who was wearing an eyepatch, shrugged his shoulders, "To put it bluntly, even the Cosmic Cube you wanted to steal has been taken back by us, what else do you want to do?" ”

"Oh, is it? So...... I really don't know! Loki's face wasn't usually thick, and he smiled and shook his head.

"Boom ............!!!!" There was a muffled sound in the sky, and thunder and lightning gathered in the sky.

"Well, it looks like my good brother is here, you have something to do!" Loki's smile was even a little sinister, but it didn't diminish his charm at all.

"No one wants to hear it!" Steve shook his head, and after a violent shake, a man in armor with a sledgehammer appeared in their field of vision.