Soon, Tong Shen, Rin Tosaka, and Shirou Emiya all decided not to go down in person.

On the contrary, Illya, who looked the youngest, said with a resolute expression: "I choose to fight!" ”

Lin Zhongtian looked at Illya and said seriously, "Are you sure?" ”

Illya nodded: "Illya wants to be with Berserker......"

Lin Zhongtian sighed in his heart, and then waved his hand lightly: "As you wish!" ”

As the words fell, Illya's small body was engulfed in silver light, and she immediately appeared on the battlefield between Saber and Berserker.

At the same time, information about the supply of mana also appeared in the minds of the six Heroic Spirits.

Sensing the infinite source of mana, Saber was slightly stunned, and immediately swung his sword to repel Berserker, and landed backwards about a dozen meters away from the other party.

"I see......"

Saber swung the invisible sword in his hand, and the barrier used to hide the blade of the sword gradually dissolved in the vast amount of magic, revealing the sword of victory of the oath that radiated a dazzling golden glow.

"Boom!"

Saber raised the sword in his hand with a solemn expression, and said in a serious tone: "Although you have lost your mind, as a knight, I will not forget the etiquette of a knight—"

"My name is Artoria Pendragon, King Arthur of Britain!"

"This sword in his hand is named after the victory oath, and it is a gift from the fairy of the lake......"

Berserker roared, as if in response to Saber's words.

Illya came from behind, held the hard and thick arm, and smiled: "It turns out that you are King Arthur, no wonder there is such an momentum, in this case, let you also know the real name of Berserker, Berserker's name is Hercules, a demigod hero in Greek mythology, the son of the god king Zeus, and the Hercules of the Olympic Games!" ”

"Saber, although you are a famous king, but after all, you are a human being, how can you be the opponent of the gods?"

"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible......"

Saber had a smile on his face, and the sword in his hand glowed with a dazzling golden light.

"Surrender before a fight, not a knight's doing."

"If you want me to admit defeat, then try to take my sword first!"

As he spoke, Saber's gaze instantly became firm, and he raised the golden sword in his hand with both hands, and the infinite magic power turned into dazzling brilliance and converged on the blade of the sword in his hand.

"Ex-calibur (Sword of Oath Victory)!!"

With the girl's solemn roar, the sword light, which was originally only a foot long, skyrocketed into a pillar of golden light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

The dazzling pillar of light fell like a pillar of heaven toppling, like a rushing river of light, slashing towards the Berserker in front of him.

Illya's pupils narrowed and she muttered in disbelief, "This...... How could it be ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Berserker tossed Illya aside, roaring angrily at the golden sword light that penetrated the sky.

"Poof—"

The extremely restrained sword light easily severed Berserker's arm, and then slashed into his shoulder, slicing his entire upper body and the heart in half, tearing out a terrifying huge bloody wound.

Blood poured frantically from the wound, and Berserker's eyes lost their red glow and he fell to his knees.

Saber's face was still calm, holding the golden sword in both hands, and he looked at Berserker who fell to the ground and said softly:

"First Life......

……

……

On the other side, Red A was holding a black and white double sword, constantly knocking away the treasures that shot in front of him.

Gilgamesh stood atop the ship, sneering at the red-clad Heroic below.

Behind him, countless golden ripples emerged densely, and in each ripple, there was a treasure that left a name on the world.

Under the control of Gilgamesh, countless Noble Phantasms were projected in the most brutal way as if they didn't want money, and they shot at the red-clothed heroic spirits below with various Noble Phantasm effects.

As a unique player in the Holy Grail War, Gilgamesh possesses a treasure called the King's Treasure.

It is a key-shaped blade connected to the [Golden City], allowing Gilgamesh to freely take out the treasures stored in the treasury, and its treasure level is related to the treasures in the treasury.

If there is a large amount of precious treasure in the treasury, it is quite a powerful treasure.

But if there is no decent treasure, it is not such a useful treasure.

Coincidentally, as the most ancient heroic king, Gilgamesh is known as 'collecting all the treasures of the world', so his king's treasures contain almost all the treasures of the heroic spirits.

Looking at the embarrassed red-clothed heroic spirit below, Gilgamesh sneered.

"Didn't you say that this king drew the lot?"

"Then why is it that this king can stand here with ease, while you hide like a mouse?"

As he spoke, Gilgamesh sneered, shook his head, and said with some boredom: "It is ridiculous that the ignorant rats dare to speak out in front of this king!" ”

"Well, let you feel the power of the king, and then disappear in endless pain and fear!"

Gilgamesh proudly said the lines of the second middle school as he stretched out his right hand forward.

In an instant, dense golden ripples emerged from the sky behind him, and endless treasures shot out from the golden ripples behind him like torrents, and continued to blast towards the red-clothed heroic spirits below.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!! ”

The explosion continued to sound, and various colors of flamelight obscured the body of the red-clothed hero.

"What a boring battle......"

Gilgamesh looked at the red A below who was buried by the torrent of treasures and said lightly.

Just as he raised his head with a bored expression, intending to announce his victory to Lin Zhongtian, a light purple petal-shaped light shield suddenly unfolded in the torrent of treasures below.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

Gilgamesh frowned slightly and turned his head to look.

I saw that the red-clothed heroic spirit raised his right hand, holding up a purple petal-shaped shield, resisting the bombardment of the treasure, and at the same time spanning a distance of hundreds of meters to meet Gilgamesh on the flying boat.

In the next second, the red-clothed heroic spirit slowly spoke, chanting calmly.

"This is the bone of the sword......"

"Steel is the body, and the fire is blood."

"A thousand blades are created by hand, and a hundred battles have been experienced."

"Die without a name, live without a name."

"Often drunk on the top of the sword hill."

"However, all that is left is nothingness."

"Therefore, as I pray, the infinite sword system!"

In an instant, boiling flames flowed in all directions, and something resembling white lines continued to swim between the ground, and the entire battlefield collapsed like graffiti almost instantly, transforming into a wilderness full of blades.

Above the wilderness, blazing flames burned and rushed, and huge gears swirled in the air.

On the endless ground, the sword of the ownerless stretched endlessly, reaching to the end of the horizon.

Gilgamesh stood on top of the flying boat, staring at the iron casting field filled with countless famous swords in front of him, as if he couldn't believe that the red-clothed heroic spirit in front of him still had such an inherent barrier.

Outside the barrier, Emiya Shirou stared at the suspended light screen in front of him in a daze.

It was the battlefield scene that Lin Zhongtian projected to everyone in an instant after the Infinite Sword System was unfolded.

As a magician with little talent, Emiya Shirou should have been incomprehensible to the anomaly in front of him, but for some reason, he just knew what the scene in the light curtain was......

"But...... Why is that? ”

Emiya Shirou couldn't help but mutter.

"Because he's the future you, Emiya Shirou!"

Tong Shen's faint voice came from the side, and he heard Emiya Shirou and Tosaka Rin with shocked faces.

"You...... What did you say?! Rin Tosaka stammered, "Archer is a future Emiya-samiya?" With a person like him, can he become a heroic spirit in the future? ”

"Also, why would I summon future Heroic Spirits?"

Rin Tosaka excitedly threw out a barrage of questions.

Tong Shen shook his head: "I don't know about this." ”

He had only watched a few anime of the Fifth Holy Grail War and the Fourth Holy Grail War, and he could only vaguely remember the plot of them, and as for the deeper things, he didn't understand them at all.

…… However, the one above may know.

Thinking of this, Tong Shen couldn't help but look up at Lin Zhongtian.

Ever since this person appeared, he had been having an impulsive guess -

This guy might be just like him, a traverser!

……

……

"Poof—"

The pitch-black Fang Tian Painting Halberd pierced through the chest of the blue-armored spearman.

Hot blood poured frantically from his heart, staining the pitch-black halberd blade and the ground.

Yan Feng Qili stood not far away, raising his arm calmly.

The spell carved into his arm lit up red, healing Lancer's wound with great speed.

The pupils that were originally slightly dilated instantly became fierce, and Lancer shouted angrily, grabbing the scarlet spear on his side and poking it at Lu Bu's front door.

Lu Bu drew his halberd blade, blocking the spear under the black-red air current, and then kicked Lancer in the chest.

"Boom!"

The body of the blue-armored spearman flew upside down in an instant.

But then, he turned around in mid-air, poked the tail of his spear to the ground, and forcibly drew a ten-meter-long ravine, stopping in the open space ten meters away from Lu Bu.

Lu Bu brandished Fang Tian's painting halberd, the tip of the halberd pointed obliquely to the ground, the brows on Yingwu's face were tightly locked, and his gaze couldn't help but sweep towards Yan Feng Qili.

He'd defeated Lancer three times, but each time he was reversed by Yan Fengqili's Spell.

It seems that if you want to defeat Lancer completely, you must first deal with his master!

…… So many spells, what a cheat!

Lu Bu shook his head, and then pointed Fang Tian's halberd at Yan Feng Qili, and shouted.

"I am Jiuyuan Lu Fengxian!"

"Yan Feng Qili, let's fight it out!"

As the words fell, an invisible force locked onto the man standing behind Lancer, pulling Yan Feng Qili, who looked stunned and had no idea of this information, into the enchantment of the forced duel.

“…… What?! ”

Yan Feng Qili's pupils shrank, and before he could react, he saw a mighty figure riding a red rabbit horse rushing in front of him, and the pitch-black Fang Tian painting halberd crossed an arc, getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

"Poof!"

The halberd blade easily cuts through flesh.

Yan Feng Qili looked ahead in a daze, and the world in front of him gradually fell, and it seemed to be getting lower and lower.

And then...... He saw his headless body.

"Original...... So ......"

The huge head fell to the dust, and the eyes full of abruptness gradually dimmed.

Lu Bu picked up Yan Fengqili's head with the tip of his halberd and threw it in front of Lancer, who was full of anger.

"Come on, the final battle between you and me!"

(End of chapter)