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in the church.

Kotomine Shirou and Semiramis were looking out of the window in a trance, and Atalanta and Shakespeare were sitting behind them, reporting something.

"That is to say, black's four-on-one failed, and then our berserkers ran to Tulipas while everyone was watching the show, and it's almost here now?"

Rubbing his sore temples, Kotomine Shirou was already a little speechless, it was all about what and what, fantasy things one after another.

First, four black servants besieged a pike soldier from the white camp. If he hadn't taken the initiative to leave, he would not only fail, but also lose most of his strength.

Then Shakespeare, who was in charge of the Berserker on his side, suddenly said that the other party broke free from the chains and ran out while everyone was watching the play, and was going to make a big fuss in the town.

Although the town is not very big, there are at least a few thousand people living in it. If the berserkers really go there, it will cause very serious casualties.

winter!winter!
At this time, someone knocked on the door of the church, and both Atalanta and Shakespeare quickly disappeared into spiritual sons.

Kotomine Shirou tidied up his clothes, got up and walked over to read it, but the person who appeared in front of him was unexpected to him.

"Hello, are you the supervisor of this Holy Grail War? I'm Danik Preston Yugdomirenia from the black side. I heard that the members of the red side live here, so I came here to visit!"

The cyborgs behind him were holding a lot of gifts, and Danic was also smiling, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt the chills down his back.

After a moment of surprise, Kotomine Shirou also quickly came to his senses and invited Danic to enter the church. He had roughly guessed the guy's purpose.

"As you can see, I am not only the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, but also the master of the red side's assassins, and the master of the red side's seven knights."

"Because their masters are quarantined by the epidemic and cannot enter the country, they can only entrust me with the control authority of the servants, and I will directly issue fate."

Kotomine Shiro also briefly introduced the situation on his side. Compared with Danik, he is undoubtedly superior.

After all, the command has only one voice, and there will be no unnecessary quarrels, unlike the master of every servant in the black side, which is an uncertain possibility.

"Since this is the case, this will be easy to handle. The strength of the White camp has far surpassed our single camp. If we don't unite, we will probably be defeated one by one!"

Danik's face brightened. As long as he can convince the priest in front of him, the cooperation will be completely stable this time. Before coming here, he thought it would take a lot of talking.

Unexpectedly, the master of the red square has only one godfather who has nothing to do with the Magic Association. Now Danik feels that he is really lucky!
"If we work together...forget it, but we can work together to fight against the White camp."

Kotomine Shiro didn't agree, he didn't need to consider the factor of personal battle, the masters of other servants were all in his own hands, this could be avoided completely.

He only needs to think about how to defeat black and white, and then use the command spell to make all the followers commit suicide, so that he can get the Holy Grail!

"Cooperation... is also possible, then we will make an agreement and give priority to eradicating the White camp as the primary goal. In this case, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Danik nodded in agreement. In fact, the meanings of the two are not much different, it's just that one contract is missing, and it may be the best choice now.

After negotiating for a few words, he proposed to leave, and under Kotomine Shirou's eyes, he led the artificial people out of the church.

"Master, do you really believe him?"

Semiramis came behind Kotomine Shirou and asked, this man definitely hides a different secret and is a dangerous character.

"No, if there is cooperation, there will be betrayal. It's just that the side that betrayed is temporarily unknown. At least... now we have the same enemy!"

Kotomine Shirou thought carefully, how could he fail to guess what Dani Ke was thinking.

"By the way, don't you need to take care of the Berserker? According to the time, he should have arrived in Tulipas."

"Oops, totally forgot! Call Achilles to help!"

……

At the same time, in the small town of Tulifas.

Spartacus was wielding his long sword, smashing the building into pieces, and people were running away, not daring to approach here at all, even in a deep sleep, they were pulled up abruptly.

"The oppressor... where is the oppressor!"

With a swing of the sword, the violent force almost shattered the ground, turning into countless fragments and scattering out.

For him with a mad ex, the oppressor is the enemy of all, and what he wants is to rebel against the oppression!
"Berserker, I leave it to you!"

"Roar!"

Another huge figure struck from the side, and the ax blade in his hand slashed at Spartacus, and the powerful force attached directly knocked him into the air.

Yin Liya and Sakura walked out of the alley slowly, Medusa followed behind them, and Hercules roared in front.

"Really, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing on the way home. It is unforgivable to allow the heroic spirit to destroy the town wantonly!"

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Yin Liya's face was still full of anger. It was obvious that this casual act of hurting innocent people had succeeded in gaining her anger.

Hercules' expression became fierce, and he stepped on the ground with one step, leaving deep footprints, and his body struck forward at an extremely fast speed.

"O oppressor! Accept my treason!"

Spartacus suddenly laughed, that smile was extremely dazzling, and even raised his weapon and started a close combat with Hercules without hesitation.

The sound of ping-pong-pong weapons colliding kept ringing, and the two had fought many times in an instant, but don't think that Spartacus' swordsman is weak.

As a sword fighter who survived in the arena of ancient Rome, which one didn't hone his skills very superbly, where you die and you live.

Skills are not as good as people, and the only thing waiting is a dead end!
"drink!"

Seeing the opportunity, Hercules slashed at Spartacus again with his ax and sword, and his body rolled backwards for more than a dozen laps before slowly stopping.

The places he passed had been destroyed badly, and after being attacked, Spartacus's body also changed a little, becoming even more burly.

He was a head shorter than Hercules just now, but after receiving two heavy blows, he has surpassed him in size!
"The oppressor is young!"

Spartacus still had that smile on his face, and launched an almost suicidal attack towards Hercules, completely exposing his body to his attack range.

In this regard, Hercules did not show mercy at all, and three heavy strikes instantly slashed at his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, directly knocking Spartacus to the ground!