"Ahem, ahem......"

Walking on the way back to Makiri's house, Makiri's wild goose was coughing almost every minute at night.

He took out the handkerchief that his childhood sweetheart gave him when he was young, and at this moment, it was already stained with the blood he vomited, as if it was a sign of something.

Stepping over a dim street lamp, Jian Tong Yanye felt dizzy and couldn't see the road ahead. A heart-piercing pain came from within his body, causing him to let out a painful groan and half-kneel involuntarily.

This is the dissatisfaction of the engraved worm in his body with the lack of magic power, urging Tong Yanye to find a way to replenish the magic power.

At that moment, a flat female voice came from the darkness in front of him, which was not illuminated by the street lamp.

"Master, aren't we bullying the disabled?"

It was a woman in a dark purple bodysuit with two spears as red as blood. If she hadn't spoken out, Jian Tong Yanye wouldn't have been able to perceive the other party's existence at all.

Then, another male voice came.

"There are no rules for caring for the sick in the Holy Grail War."

It's the assassin and her master!

Jian Tong Yanye was startled in his heart and immediately called out.

“berserker！”

“Aaaaaaah！！！！”

With a roar, the berserker appeared in front of the night. As soon as he grabbed the street lamp beside him, he snapped through it.

A burst of black-red veins welled up between the berserker's hands, and he immediately turned the lamp into a weapon, and he was the first to charge towards Skaha.

"Good time!"

A look of satisfaction flashed in Skaha's eyes as she met the warrior whose martial arts had been recognized by her. Her wish for the Holy Grail could not be fulfilled, and the reason for answering the call was only to fight the Heroic Spirits, who were also legends.

As an assassin, Skaha's strength is only C, and he is not at all the opponent of the berserker of power A, so he can only choose to fight.

Turning to avoid the Berserker's sweep, Skaha's spear came out of a hole like two poisonous dragons, striking the Berserker's right shoulder and left knee up and down.

Berserker's response was also timely. While shrinking his legs and shortening his body, he raised his hands high and threw the streetlamp down on Skaha with the trick of Tarzan's overpower.

Boom!

The Queen of the Shadow Nation leaps backwards to avoid the stick, and the black-and-red streetlight slams into the concrete floor, blasting a large hole.

Some of the flying rubble even hit Skaha's body. Feeling this force, Skaha judged that if she really took a blow from the other party, the whole person's actions would be a little slower after that.

The Berserker was unrelenting, slamming the streetlights into one powerful attack after another. Skaha couldn't find a gap in the counterattack for a while, so she could only choose to dodge, even if the occasional confrontation between weapons would make her take a few steps back.

The surrounding buildings were greatly affected by the battle between the two. Walls were breached, trees were broken, and the loud sound made the awakened people think that there was a gang fighting, and they did not dare to show their heads.

However, the Berserker's attacks, while ferocious, do not last. As the battle continued, the already unsightly face became whiter and paler, and the little magic power left in his body was about to be sucked dry by the berserker.

If he continues like this, he may be consumed here. So, Jian Tong Yanye's eyes were fixed on Wang Dali.

The Holy Grail War is not only a battle between Heroes, but also between Lords.

"Kill him, Tick Worm!"

Jian Tong Yanye stretched out his right hand to Wang vigorously, and more than a dozen engraved insects with wings and sharp mouthparts rushed out of his body.

Wang Dali didn't want to be touched by this kind of insect that looked like male genitalia. He raised his right hand and made a gesture, and a wall of fire with a temperature of up to 3,000 degrees Celsius rushed up in front of him, instantly devouring the engraved insects released by the night of the wild goose.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, three huge fireballs flew towards the night at almost the speed of sound, and then exploded.

Rumble!!!

Each of these three fireballs was no less powerful than a high-explosive grenade, and it immediately blew through the magic defense props on the body of the wild goose. Shrouded in flames, the night of the wild goose and the engraved worm inside him screamed and lost their lives.

“Aaaaaaah！！！！”

Without the mana supply, there is not much time left for the Berserker. When the magic power in his body is exhausted, he will disappear into this world.

Skaha continued to dodge the berserker's frenzied attacks, and it only took that time to pass for her to be victorious.

Suddenly, however, a chant sounded all around.

"O my servants, obey the call of Pharaoh!"

"Oops."

Skaha said something was wrong, and three mummies poked out their upper bodies from beneath the ground. They stretched out their withered hands and gripped Skaha's legs, and though their wizened arms were quickly swept away by the keel spears, the berserker's attack followed.

"Whoop Whoop Whoop !!"

Bang!

This time, Skaha really had a power contest with Berserker. The keel spear in her hand was swept away by the Berserker, and then a blow slammed into her left shoulder blade.

With a click, Skaha let out a muffled grunt, a look of pain flashing across his face. Her left arm was visibly down, and the keel gun in her hand fell to the ground.

She was tumbled a few times by the Berserker's blow, but immediately got up from the ground and regained a keel gun with her movable right arm.

At this moment, not only did her face not look panicked, but instead showed an excited battle intent.

How long has it been, how long has it been since she has encountered this kind of critical moment that can make her feel danger in her bones! That's what she's doing in the Holy Grail War!

As her fighting spirit grew, Skaha's eyes grew purple, and she instinctively spotted Nitokris hidden on a rooftop.

Stared at by those murderous eyes, Nitokris felt like a rabbit being targeted by an eagle, and the whole person was not good.

But now she had no choice but to join forces with the berserkers, who had become a little darker, to attack Skaha.

Nitokris summoned dozens of mummies and charged towards Skaha, led by the berserker. All of a sudden, the sound of weapons colliding exploded again.

Almost immediately, Wang Dali used the spell in his hand.

"In the name of the curse, Skaha recovers from his injuries!"

A flash of red light flashed, and Skaha's drooping left shoulder lifted strangely on its own. With the infusion of powerful magic, the broken bones were reassembled, and even some of the abrasions on her body disappeared.

Armed with two guns again, Skaha rushed into the mummy like a flock, destroying one of these golems with almost every attack.

However, the Berserker's attacks were able to appear in the gaps between Skaha's moves, allowing her to dodge each time by a fraction of a second, as if dancing on the tip of a knife.

Obsessed with the battle, Skaha's expression grew more and more excited.