Looking at the brave army based behind Rider, Liu Ling's silver eyes floated through with deep surprise, and at the same time, his face did not lose a thoughtful look.

According to Rider's words, the reason why Rider was able to transfer himself and others to this desert is inextricably linked to that brave army.

Although Liu Ling didn't know how strange the Holy Grail was, it was able to give Rider the ability to summon the inherent enchantment.

But judging from what Rider said before, Liu Ling's leaping thinking still vaguely captured something.

For example...... In the Rider's inherent enchantment, there is something other than the elements of the composition given by the Holy Grail.

From that army, Liu Ling felt that he was likely aware of the answer to this question.

However, in this way, the numerical advantage caused by the Assassin's creation of clones was overturned by the Riders' army.

In other words, the Assassin may be in danger next.

This is a good opportunity for Liu Ling.

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"Hmph, Saber, do you see? The king is naturally lonely, but the lone king is not the kind of king who sacrifices his life to save people, but the king who can lead all his subjects to realize their wishes!! ”

The wind blew Rider's red cloak, and after Rider got on the horse, he said to Saber with a solemn face.

"Exactly! Precisely! Precisely! ”

The roar of the army soared through the sky, as if no enemy or barrier was in front of the conqueror and his friends.

The high fighting spirit was able to cut through the earth and cut the ocean, and the shocked Saber's right hand holding the sword of victory of the oath trembled slightly.

Saber's crystal clear green pupils had a hint of confusion.

The army's life-and-death loyalty deeply shocked Saber, who believed Rider was a tyrant.

Therefore, the clones of the Assassin are just like clouds in front of the army that lives and dies with Rider.

"Alright, let's start fulfilling our promises, Assassin."

Rider's smiling eyes were full of hideousness and cruelty.

In the face of the Assassin who ignores the king's words and rejects the king's wine, even the good-natured Rider doesn't want to show any mercy anymore.

"As you can see, my embodied battlefield is a flat place, I'm sorry, if I want to win more, I still have an advantage."

“......”

Looking at the brave army that was ready to attack, many Assassin clones couldn't help but panic.

Many of the Assassin clones wearing skull masks are flinching, and these Assassin clones have the intention of losing their strength before they even start fighting.

For Rider and the army, these skeleton masks, who were in disarray before the war began, were nothing more than a rabble at the moment.

"Then ravage them!"

Seeing that this was a good time to attack, Rider did not hesitate to give the order to the army.

And then—

“AAAALaLaLaLaLaie！！”

He was greeted with a loud roar. The invincible army that once swept through Asia shook the battlefield again at this moment.

The dust was flying, and the sound of footsteps reverberated all around.

Alice Phil and Webb watched in amazement as the ancient army charged again today, bringing up a fierce force and killing the Assassin clones who were in disarray.

Swords collide and armies surround them, although the combat effectiveness of the Assassin clones is generally higher than that of the Riders' army, but they can't stand the large number of armies.

Even if one of the Assassin's clones can easily compete with two or three soldiers, if five or six, seven or eight soldiers attack together, then no matter how strong the Assassin's clone is, it will inevitably be hacked to death by swords.

As the old saying goes, the so-called beating the master to death with a stick is not a joke.

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Liu Ling and the others stood behind the rising army, watching the large number of Assassin clones being besieged and killed by the Rider army one after another, like grinding mustard seeds, it looked like a one-sided situation.

Wherever the "King's Army" went, there was no trace of the Assassin anymore, leaving only a trace of blood and dust in the air.

Liu Ling looked at the Assassins whose number was rapidly decreasing with the passage of time, his silver pupils narrowed slightly, and his sharp pupils kept moving, constantly shifting on the remaining Assassins, looking for the true body of the Assassin.

As a Heroic Spirit Hunter, Liu Ling naturally would not let go of the potential points contained in the Heroic Spirit Assassin.

However, instead of killing the Assassin's clone right now and getting the potential points that are not too small but not much, it is better to wait for Rider to help him clear more obstacles, and then directly kill the Assassin's body to get more potential points.

Watching the fallen Assassin clones slowly dissipate one after another, the number of Assassin clones that Liu Ling was looking at gradually shrank.

Forty, thirty......

Twenty, fifteen, twelve......

At this moment, Liu Ling's hand held the hilt of the Bingqing Ancient Sword.

"Well, what a disappointment."

Rider watched the many Assassins about to be crushed by his own army of kings, and with some boredom, he sat back at the stone table and muttered to himself as he drained the rest of the wine from his glass.

"Is this coming to an end......

Rider drank Archer's wine and thought with some regret.

His move is an inherently enchantment plus the king's army is a very magical move, and after using it once, Rider's magic power will be gone.

Originally, Rider thought that he would have to go through a hard battle to deal with Assassin, but he didn't expect that Assassin's combat effectiveness was so low, and he was not the enemy of his own army at all.

This made the long-lost battle spirit in Rider's heart slowly extinguished.

Just as the regret in Rider's heart appeared on his face, a sudden gust of howling wind whistled past him, blowing Rider's hair in a mess, and his ears roared slightly.

“Caster......？！”

Rider's eyes widened before he finished drinking, looking at Liu Ling, who suddenly rushed out like a sharp arrow and went straight to the battlefield, he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

“...... He's going to ...... Do? ”

Not only was Rider puzzled by Liu Ling's actions, but Saber and Archer, who were standing beside Liu Ling, were also slightly frightened by Liu Ling's sudden actions.

"Is it possible that Caster is going to join the battlefield where the outcome is decided?"

Looking at the Assassins, who were in danger surrounded by the army, Archer narrowed his scarlet eyes and muttered to himself with some disdain.

“Caster......”

Watching the black shadow formed by Liu Ling's petite figure shuttle through the army, rushing towards the center of the battle, Saber vaguely guessed the purpose of Liu Ling's sudden movement.

"Like the hunt for the Eighth Immortal, Caster seems to have shown a strong desire to bring the Immortal to life with his own hands."

"If I'm right, Caster should be as ...... as he was then."

"Is the goal the life of the Assassin himself?"

Saber frowned slightly, and said what she had in mind.

"The target is the Assassin's body?"

"But the Assassin is my prey, and is Caster doing this to snatch the prey from the king?"

After listening to Saber's guess, the tall Rider suddenly got up, his face a little gloomy.

As a king, the act of snatching prey under the sword of the king means that the prey snatcher slaps the king in the face.

This behavior is despised by Rider, Archer, and Rider, so Rider is very angry at Liu Ling's behavior of snatching prey at the moment.

However, at this moment, Liu Ling had already entered the central circle of the battle, and even if Rider wanted to give an order to his king's army, it would be too late for the army to stop Liu Ling's actions.

"Caster, he actually took the initiative to join the fight, did he want to save the Assassin, or did he have some kind of hatred with the Assassin?"

Alice Phil and Webber, who were sitting on the ground, also didn't understand why Liu Ling wanted to take trouble to join the battle.

However, this does not prevent the two real and fake masters from blinking and sitting together to watch a good show.

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When Liu Ling broke out of the gap in the army and rushed in front of the three remaining Assassins, the surrounding armies were cautiously alert to Liu Ling who suddenly appeared.

All the weapons were aimed at Liu Ling, giving Liu Ling a faint sense of threat.

(To be continued)