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Chapter 70: The Bloody Battle of Einzberen (3)

There are no distractions, and there are no burdens. This time, the master of ceremonies, who can use his own strength as he wants, is no longer half embarrassed by the previous half.

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Berserker。

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A berserker born for battle, if you put aside the treasures, in terms of individual combat power alone, I am afraid that no one will be his opponent in the Fourth Holy Grail War. What's more, today's master of ceremonies is far stronger than the original book when he has the hole card of "critical", and as his enemy, he is the assassin with the weakest frontal combat ability...

This battle was unfair from the start, so naturally there was nothing thrilling to recruit and recruit, and some, just a bloody and brutal massacre!

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It's like a wind sweeping across the grassland, in the dark, no one can resist the master of ceremonies wearing dark armor, and the ** in his hand is constantly flashing with a strange and charming red light, drawing a red line in the sight of the prey, and then giving the other party eternal darkness.

In fact, one-sided is far from enough to describe the current state of the war.

The two people who were arranged near the castle had turned into revenants under the knife before they even saw the enemy's face, and these servants, whose basic ability values were far below the average level, did not even need the master of ceremonies to exert all their strength, just turning on the "critical breakthrough" was enough to make them disappear before falling into fear and panic.

"The assassins who are monitoring the battlefield of Saber and Lancer have noticed the situation on your side, but the other side does not seem to want to increase the losses and is currently withdrawing from the battlefield."

Through the demon,Hiding in the enchantment, Yanye acts as a guide for the master of ceremonies.,In terms of positional warfare,,With some caster ability,She's definitely the best "radar.。

"Point me the exact directions."

There is no other nonsense, since the battle has begun, it is pointless to get rid of a few assassin's clones as painlessly as before. Now that the killing ring has been opened, the goal is to completely eradicate the other party... At the very least, the Assassin must completely lose the ability to detect intelligence, not only to make up for the magic used up tonight, but also to pave the way for the next plan.

"Keep your current direction, and if you go about a hundred meters forward, you should encounter the other party... Be careful, it's already very close to the battlefield of Lancer and saber, and if you can't solve it in a short time, I'm afraid that sooner or later it will attract the attention of those there. ”

"Hah..."

When he stepped onto the battlefield, the master of ceremonies, a berserker, finally had a little crazy stance. With the killing light in his hands, he seems to be two people who are completely different from each other... The ferocious and intense oppression, as well as the ferocity that never leaves any life, finally portrays the image of the berserker more clearly.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to leave."

With a wave, in the dark jungle, the iron-blooded hunter continues the feast of killing.

- There are 29 enemies left.

I don't know how many seconds these fragile and timid enemies can hold out in front of him?

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"Retreat!"

From the very beginning, the order has already been given. In fact, as the same person, the embodiment of different personalities, the Assassin has a code of conduct that is more sensitive to the assassin than anyone else.

Fighting hard doesn't exist in their dictionary... It is more appropriate to say that they are not so much fighters as intelligence officers.

They are more inscribed with life and death than victory or defeat, so when two of them were killed in a short period of time in the same way, both the Assassin as the servant and the Yan Feng Qili as the master already understood that nothing could be done.

The order to retreat has been given a long time ago, but whether they can get out of it or not is not what they say...

Less than half a minute has passed since the beginning of the escape. They had just escaped the saber and lancer ring, but they were already on the edge of the cliff.

From the direction of the city of Einzberen, a pitch-black monster was already in front of them.

From the moment he appeared in the eyes of the assassins, "escape" had become the equivalent of "to die". So everyone stopped, clenched the short knife and the poison in their hands, and stared at the monster shrouded in black smoke in front of them with trepidation.

Yes... Monster!

Compared to the last time they were injured and their mana supply was limited, the berserker that appeared in front of them this time was like a dead sea that could never be touched, deep and silent, only those eyes as red as their blood, exuding a dangerous killing intent.

Waiting, it's crazy.

Especially waiting for death!

Finally, in front of all of them, the master of ceremonies stacked the ** in his right hand and the dagger in his left hand and stacked them on his chest.

The red-black glow of the cross symbolizes the flame of vengeance and their end.

"Roar..."

A low, menacing roar escaped from his mouth, the sound more like a devil's grin than a threat, and the idiosyncratic helmet that had been on his head seemed to grin a cruel grin from his mouth.

"Ahh Ahhhh ”

The hand holding the murder weapon finally began to tremble, and the assassins split from multiple personalities finally began to act, because the gloomy air simply squeezed them breathlessly!

So, they chose to go on the offensive ... Even if you didn't expect to win in the first place, at least you don't have to endure this terrible torture anymore.

"Hah..."

Under the helmet, there was a hoarse smile of the master of ceremonies, this should be the first time they had heard Berserker's voice other than a roar, of course, this was probably the last sound they could hear.

The warm, sweet sensation began to spread in his throat, and by the time he realized it, there was no trace of the enemy in front of him. In the blink of an eye, the entire world began to spin in the eyes...

The well-prepared ** and the daggers obtained from other Assassins worked at the same time.

The red band of light mixed with ruthlessness and murderous intent swept through all the enemies like a ghost, and by the time the master of ceremonies reappeared, the battle had already come to an end.

All blood and qi are like grass and trees, and the grass will wither, and the flowers will wither...

In front of the red mang, who has an overwhelming force, they fall like wheat harvested in the autumn harvest - without feeling any pain, they usher in their own death.