How to spot the other four players who were moving in the 30-kilometer-diameter field was a big problem for a half-baked magician.

Therefore, he chose the simplest way, a high-profile action, to expose his whereabouts to his opponents. If you can't find an opponent, let your opponent come out to find you.

Of course, there are big drawbacks to doing so. Emiya's approach will allow the four players who are already willing to cooperate to find their goals and quickly join forces.

Facing four opponents at the same time without preparation, even Amia was not confident that she would be able to win. After all, this is just a game, and the restrictions of the rules have reduced the strength that Emia can exert to a very low level.

Faced with such a situation, Emia chose the simplest and most brutal way to deal with it, moving from the canopy of the tree to the peak of the mountain as fast as possible.

He has this confidence, and no one in the competition can match him at full speed. Even if she happens to meet someone else on the way, Emia thinks she can handle it with ease. After all, the competition had just begun at this time, and the starting distance of the players was destined to have not yet converged.

As for the other four players joining forces to deal with him, Emia felt that there was no problem, after all, it is human nature to huddle.

Weak people unite to defeat powerful enemies, and then fight with their former comrades over conflicting interests, Emia has seen too many such scenes.

And the weak group unites together, but because of the dispute of interests, it is not uncommon to be separated, and it is not uncommon to be defeated by the strong in the end.

How the ending will develop depends mainly on how the strong deal with it.

The feeling of being watched appeared in Emiya's mind, and he raised his eyebrows and looked over with his feelings.

A gray-black owl stood on a branch not far away, its godless eyes watching him.

With each distance he moved, the owl shook its head and continued to stare at him until he disappeared from view.

A few white doves sprang out of the forest not far away, brushed over Emiya's head, and flew into the distance.

Glancing at the dense forest in front of him seemingly casually, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Good luck. ”

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"This is really lucky, and it is worth the 3,000 gold coins I spent. ”

Norton reached out and patted the green leaves that had fallen on his head, pulling a weird smile across his face.

Originally, he was hung on a tree as soon as he entered the field, and he still had a lot of complaints, but now all the complaints have disappeared, and only excitement is left in his heart.

The Courier had already passed on the whereabouts of Emia to him, and as long as he stayed here and waited for the rabbit, Amia would naturally enter his attack range.

The dense foliage completely obscured the sky above Norton's head, and only a faint glow peeked through the cracks on the long spell gun in his hand.

The spell gun that the organizer gave him was actually his own.

The academy only gets one house competition in four years, and a lot of the competition supplies are prepared on an ad hoc basis. The spell guns and bows used in the simulated encounters were borrowed from the trainees, and they only made minor modifications to them.

Norton went a little bit and lent out the spell gun that he had used for five years, and then sent it to his own hands, so that he could use it handy and use his strongest strength.

"Partner, it's up to you this time. Stroking the spell gun in his hand, which was already as familiar as his arm, Norton made a soft sound, as if he were talking to the spell gun in his hand.

Receiving the news that Emia was very close, Norton nodded at the white dove standing on the branch next to him, straightened his posture, raised the spell gun in his hand, and aimed it in the expected direction, his eyes were extremely focused.

Although there are four opponents, Norton is not worried about being attacked by others, as long as he keeps an eye on himia. If Omia is undefeated, he doesn't have to worry about other people's attacks.

As the clock ticked by, Norton's nerves tightened more and more.

A breeze blows through the forest, and the dense leaves begin to shake, and the wind blows on people, giving people a feeling of wanting to be drowsy, even sluggish.

"Are you coming?"

Norton's mouth let out a low sound, and he stretched out his tongue and gently licked his dry lips, and the mana on his body surged, and some of the mana was poured into the spell gun.

On the spell gun, the scale representing the attack value began to light up one block at a time, until it was halfway up.

After a slight pause, the scale began to fade again, and finally stopped at a fifth of the way.

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"It's an owl again, and it looks like he doesn't want to hide it anymore!"

Looking at the owl standing in the canopy in front of him, Emia looked helplessly, this was already the eighth owl he had seen, and it was a person who would find that this was not normal.

Noticing Amiya, the owl flew up and got closer and closer to him. Emia didn't care about this, because the owl in front of him was too, and every time he saw him, he would fly, pass by him, and fly into the distance.

However, this one owl seems to be a little different.

Approaching Himia, the owl's body began to twist like a balloon that had been squeezed hard.

'Smack!'

The 'balloon' reached a critical point in its endurance and exploded, spilling bright red blood all over the sky.

A whirlwind emerged from the owl's body, forming a reddish rope that was tied around Himia's body.

Before Emia could break free of the wind rope, a pale yellow spell bullet flew out of the jungle in the distance and struck Amiya's head.

Amiya, who was unable to move, quickly turned her head away and narrowly dodged the attack. However, before he could be pleased, another dark green spell projectile struck. The tricky angle makes him unavoidable.

With all her might, Emia finally broke free of the wind rope, and the spell bullet had already come to her eyes.

The blood flew away in the wind, and Emia covered her forehead in some embarrassment and fled in the direction of the mountain.

However, the two attackers did not have time to continue the pursuit at this time.

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"Ten damage points, how could it be, how could it be that there are only ten points. ”

Norton asked again in disbelief, but the answer was still ten o'clock.

Obviously, he spent twenty attack points and hit the opponent's head, but only got ten damage points, a full four times the difference, how could Norton accept it.

However, there is one more thing than this, which needs to be solved more urgently.

A figure emerged from behind the tree, a dazzling white light lit up in his hand, and Norton's eyes instantly turned white.

Something hit him in the waist, and Norton fell straight from a branch to the ground, a hard object against his head.

"Norton! Fuck, didn't you say we'd do it together? It's not the same as saying yes!"

Norton's eyesight gradually regained, and he was greeted by a silver-haired boy with an angry face and a spell gun against his head.