Chapter 81: The Death of the Distant River (2)
PS: The third watch, ask for everything, and make trouble if you don't give it
Chapter 81: The Death of the Distant River (2)
"Hah! You're still sane, mad dog! ”
The golden light continued to flash behind the hero king, and one after another treasures fell towards the master of ceremonies like raindrops.
On the other hand, the knight who raised the hand between him did not have the slightest intention of retreating - the cold black pupils firmly locked the direction of the hero king, and there was no sign of falling into madness, but the uncontrollable murderous aura was even colder and even colder than before!
"When!!"
The crunch of the clash between the weapons was nothing more than that, the cacophony of the precise blade as it appeared as the only spear in its path sliced in half from the middle!
The black warrior, as if the god of death had suddenly descended on the king's side, the cold sword that shimmered with blood was already pressed against Gilgamesh's throat as it had been when they first met.
"But that's it... Hero King. ”
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"Ahh!!h
The "Kamui Wheel" that streaked through the sky was the first to arrive at the scene with lightning and thunder, and on that almost unstoppable chariot, the battle cry of the King of Conquest also resounded in the sky at the same time!
The sword of Sepulut at his waist had already been held in Iskandar's hand, of course... In the back seat of the chariot, Webb, who was shouting in a panic, was there at the same time. It's just that this doesn't affect the play of the King of Conquest!
For the Rider class, what is originally good at is not fighting against a single humanoid enemy, but is more able to exert its original power when it is a larger or larger number of enemy formations!
The Kamui wheel was like a comet that cut through the sky, and it was already in front of the sea devil in a flash. Of course, the sword in Iskandar's hand also left a narrow wound on the monster's body, but it was insignificant compared to the large scar left by the wheel with lightning attached.
The power of the thunder can easily explode even on hard concrete pavement, let alone the body of a weak monster. In front of the thunder that seemed to contain the power of opening the world, meat crumbs and blood clots flew everywhere, and nearly one-fifth of the tentacles were cut off by this charge... However, this powerful blow did not achieve any tangible results.
When the King of Conquest looked back at his opponent's condition, all the wounds had healed...
That's right, this is the Sea Devil, this is the ability of the top-level monster summoned through the Oblivion City Textbook!
As long as the supply of magic is not cut off, that monster will regenerate itself infinitely... Of course, if the summoner can no longer continue to supply mana, of course, that is a different matter.
And at this moment, attracted by the sudden appearance of the huge monster, the last servant, Saber, had also arrived at the scene.
Such a huge monster is obviously not a naturally formed mysterious disaster, the most likely is a demon summoned by a magician or servant!
For magicians, mystery is the first rule, and even wars between magicians must abide by this iron rule. This method of protection and self-preservation has been practiced by magicians for hundreds of years, so even the Holy Grail War is no exception.
Yes, Saber is not here today to compete with other servants. As a knight, she must deal with this monster before the disaster spreads, and as a magician's servant, the knight king must put an end to this farce before more people find out!
Though... His master doesn't necessarily care about these details.
…
At the same time, except for Rider's master, all the other masters did not show up.
In an apartment not far from the river, Kiritsugu lit a cigarette and looked in the direction of the monster without saying a word, as if everything that happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.
Naturally, Kiritsugu didn't come here to see the scenery - he was willing to accomplish all the good deeds in the world, and he had already prepared for the worst when he endured all the evil deeds in the world.
Click...
The weapon in his hand was raised to his chest, and with the help of the lens of the optical sight, he calmly monitored every move on the scene.
That's right, with that 63mm sniper rifle, the Grim Reaper of the battlefield has prepared a bloody end for anyone present.
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"Filthy and filthy sea demons, or the death of many, these are just matters of little importance to the most ancient king."
In the darkness, the master of ceremonies slowly stepped out, and in his hand he held the iconic sword that symbolized Lancelot's identity - the indestructible lake light.
"Stay here."
… Yes, from the very beginning, he held one of his hole cards in his hand, because this time, he didn't have any room to hide. After all, no matter what, the enemy he has to face is the strongest Heroic Spirit who can deal with all the other servants at the same time!
"Oh?"
Dressed in golden armor, Gilgamesh emerged from the void and looked at his opponent with interest... The servant who was dressed in familiar black armor, but this time, he had no scruples about exposing his true face in front of him.
No, if you really want to say it, what is even more surprising should be that the other party can communicate with you like this, right?
Berserker…
"Hah! You're still sane, mad dog! ”
The golden light continued to flash behind the hero king, and one after another treasures fell towards the master of ceremonies like raindrops.
On the other hand, the knight who raised the hand between him did not have the slightest intention of retreating - the cold black pupils firmly locked the direction of the hero king, and there was no sign of falling into madness, but the uncontrollable murderous aura was even colder and even colder than before!
"When!!"
The crunch of the clash between the weapons was nothing more than that, the cacophony of the precise blade as it appeared as the only spear in its path sliced in half from the middle!
The black warrior, as if the god of death had suddenly descended on the king's side, the cold sword that shimmered with blood was already pressed against Gilgamesh's throat as it had been when they first met.
"But that's it... Hero King. ”