Black clouds obscured the city's minerals in the night, and the cold moonlight pierced through the cracks in the clouds, but was swallowed up by the shining lights of the city.

Under the colorful neon light, the gloomy colors of the clouds are slightly revealed.

In the hustle and bustle of Winterwood or the silence of the night, a group of mysterious comers appear in the vast empty level.

As if they appeared there in an instant, they came from thousands of dimensions away with an aura that did not belong to this world.

The floor to be completed was not glazed, so the cold air poured into the gloomy building without hindrance.

After determining the surrounding environment, the man standing in the middle of the five walked out of the center, walked to the edge of the empty floor, looked down at the suburbs that were silent in the night, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "Fateful night......

Reincarnation Shi Lingke, the leader of the Orderly team, looked at the watch on his wrist: "The mission objective has not been displayed yet, does it need to be triggered?" ”

The Holy Grail War, which has been explored almost all by the reincarnation priests in various missions, has spread the most important modes in the main god space.

Most of the time, the team is treated as a whole, and a random member of the team is selected as the Master, summoning additional Heroic Spirits to participate in the Holy Grail War.

But there may also be different patterns, and the odds and signs of each pattern appear seem to be random, and no one has figured it out yet.

But now he understands that this time the task is definitely not so simple.

So, he's waiting for news, for example, forced team fights...... If it is based on the regular story mode, as long as they officially trigger the plot, or the plot starts, the team that is engaged in the forced team battle will enter the world at the same time as various plots appear.

But when, exactly?

He was blank in the darkness of the night, and in the silence, a few moans sounded about to wake up.

"Newcomer?" He turned his head and looked at the newcomer lying on the ground with an eye that appreciated interesting things, what was he going to do with it this time?

This kind of cumbersomeness, which is useless in teamfights...... "Do you want to get rid of it?" Another voice sounded, and out of the darkness came a middle-aged man in a leather jacket, who looked down at the newcomer on the ground with a cold look in his eyes.

"Whatever." Ling Ke glanced back and then withdrew his gaze.

A middle-aged man in a black jacket was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and a rotating scalpel suddenly appeared between his palms, looking at the three sleeping newcomers underground, and skillfully cut a slender and deep wound on their wrists.

The arteries above his wrist were thrown away in a delicate longitudinal way, so the blood slowly soaked out silently, converging into a small pool of water, and finally meandering under Ling Ke's feet, dripping from mid-air, never to be seen again.

The white-skinned and brown-haired woman walked behind Ling Ke with concern and asked in a low voice, "Ling, are you still worried?" ”

"No, just waiting." Ling Ke shook his head and smiled in surprise to the woman.

"Wait?"

"yes, Solie, wait." He took a deep breath of the blood-smelling gas in the air, and finally exhaled it slowly, without any negative emotions on his face, only a calmness that was clear to him.

"Don't you think? Every time I wait for my enemies to appear, it's always so beautiful. It is precisely because we don't know anything that we have expectations, look forward to what the enemy will look like, and look forward to the final result. ”

"There's nothing to be afraid of, they won't drag their high-end combat power into the punishment plot for us, so this time the enemy may not be much stronger than us......"

Sori Belmont stood behind him and looked at his back and stopped talking.

In the silence, there was a sudden sound of steel grinding.

An empty aluminum beer bottle was touched, rolling on the ground with a crisp sound.

So everyone's eyes were on the young man in a formal suit who looked like a little white-collar worker.

The young man explained, somewhat apologetically, "Sorry for the carelessness...... And it was kicked. ”

He looked at the blood that had spread to his feet, his eyes retreated with some disgust, and he raised his head innocently: "I'm afraid of blood, everyone knows it." ”

"At the beginning of summer, don't ruin the atmosphere like this next time, okay?" The middle-aged man in the jacket put away the scalpel that suddenly appeared in his hand and shook his head: "Scared me." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xia Chu looked around embarrassedly and said, "I'll pay attention next time." ”

A mocking voice came from behind him, and the man who walked out from behind him glanced at him and sneered: "The waste that is afraid when you see blood, I haven't thought about where to let you go." ”

Ling Ke turned his head to look at the man who was mocking: "Fireworks, it's over." ”

"I'll pay attention next time." The man who was not far from Xia Chu's age raised his hand and nodded, but after finishing speaking, he sneered behind him.

The man known as Xia Chu seemed to be frightened, and after taking two steps back, he almost fell.

Sneers were heard again in the darkness.

Ling Ke, who had been overlooking the entire Dongmu City, slowly turned his head to look at the newcomer who had slowly lost his life on the ground, revealing a little reluctance: "After all, it is the material sent to the door." ”

He slowly walked to the center of several corpses in a pool of blood, lowered his head to look at the blood slowly accumulating on the ground, and smiled strangely: "Let's ...... it"

“…… Let's use the waste......"

His palms were folded, and in the sound of high-fives, a burst of scarlet light lit up on the ground, and electric light leaked out from the complex array.

Under the light of lightning, the newlywed's undead bodies began to twitch, and finally, the hideous wound on their artery actually began to heal.

In a twitch, they stood up from the ground again, only this time their eyes lit up red, and they never regained their normal appearance.

Just as Ling Ke was looking at his work, the main god's prompt suddenly sounded.

"Team Hope used the War Shackles on the Order Squad, forcing them into teamfight mode.

In team battle mode, those who kill the newcomer of the enemy squad will receive 2000 bonus points, and those who kill the veteran of the enemy squad will receive 5000 bonus points, and they will get story cards according to the enemy's star ......"

"Are you here?" In the cold wind, Ling Ke smiled.

Then another voice rang out again, this time, his smile turned to consternation, but in an instant it turned into a wild laugh of great pleasure.

"Haha...... I didn't expect it......" He looked at the content that appeared again on the watch, and almost bent over with a smile: "More than one...... It's actually ......"

"Due to the use of War Shackles by the 'First Fire' team on the Order Squad, the number of participating teams has changed.

In Team Battle mode, those who kill the newcomer of the enemy squad will receive 2,000 bonus points, and those who kill the veteran of the enemy squad will receive 5,000 bonus points, and they will receive story cards according to the enemy's star rating...... Number of existing teams: 3......"

He imagined the distorted expressions of the two enemies who didn't know each other after learning the situation, and clutched his stomach and laughed: "It's actually a three-regiment war!" ”

―――――― "Holy! ”

At the other end of the city, in the empty factory building, Qin Anze, who was wearing glasses, looked at his watch: "Which is the Hope Team?" 'Cross'? 'Paradox' people? Or is it 'Heavenly Performance'? ”

He opened his terminal and began to search for the team that was not in plan, but found no information.

In the end, I could only sneer: "I didn't expect it, this time someone still looked at the design of the Tower of Babel, tsk......"

Just behind him, a man covered in mechanical armor took off his visor and shook his head: "It's unlikely that it's the team of 'Tianyan'." ”

"The relationship between 'Celestial' and 'Cross' is already very good, and they have already said that they will not interfere in the design of the blueprints; the Mechanicus Cult was approached by the Gray Knight to step on the field, and those small actions have not continued; the people of Paradox are not interested in the blueprints of the Tower of Babel at all."

"So, the biggest possibility this time is that the bitter master has come to the door." He looked at the prompt on his watch: "I didn't expect 'Cross' to train a new squad so quickly, it seems that this team battle is going to be terrible." ”

"Isn't the bitter lord great?" Qin Anze's eyebrows raised, and he turned his head to look at the side: "Joshua, are you sure?" ”

The young man known as Joshua raised his head and showed a look as cold as a sword: "A four-star magician, just one sword is good, if there are other strange tricks, it may be a little tricky." ”

"Then let's kill it." Qin Anze squinted his eyes: "This is the 'Prophet''s entry mission, and it must be done beautifully." ”

From beginning to end, a faint silhouette like a girl floated in the darkness behind him.

―――――――――――――――――― "Three regiments of war......" Bai Shuo looked down at the information on his watch, and slowly let out a breath: "The first fire? ”

He turned his head to look at the different looks in his team's eyes.

After Chen Jingmo read the information, he looked at Bai Shuo a little nervously, but after seeing the indifference in his eyes, he calmed down again.

After reading the message, Ottoria began to ponder, but in the end she could only shake her head helplessly.

After the initial nervousness, Changsun Wu accepted this sudden change and regained his calm.

As for Liang Chengcheng...... He didn't react from beginning to end, just stared straight at the moonlight slanting down in the clouds, his eyes were in a trance.

"Unexpectedly, this time it was a three-regiment war. The design has attracted the attention of so many people, which warband wants to get involved this time? ”

Bai Shuo looked at the unfamiliar icons displayed on the watch screen, talking to himself, constantly thinking about the possible identity of the other party.

(To be continued)