Intruders of the Moon World

Caster opened the book in his hand—it wasn't a magic tome, it was just something like a script.

"Next, please enjoy the stage play I specially prepared - The Fallen Monster of the Son of the Dragon!"

Countless pieces of paper flew up, and the world changed.

"This, this is—"

In Lancer's eyes, what emerged was a familiar yet unfamiliar bloody scene.

The execution column stretched to the end of the earth, and the tattered corpses hung on it like dolls. Some people were still alive, groaning while they were still alive.

"Brother... brother, brother..."

Lancer was shocked all over, and turned around in disbelief.

Then he saw it.

The young man with a three-point similar face, the relative who was impaled, he——was calling his elder brother with a smile.

That is, the Black Lancer, the Son of the Dragon, and the Impaler—Vlad III!

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The masters of the black camp watched the battle of their followers in places they thought were "safe".

But almost everyone thought their workshop was the safest, so they didn't get together.

The fire of jihad is ignited in an instant. There is no smoke of gunpowder, but only the collision of steel, the fierce clash of blood and fire!

The battle between the servants made the magicians realize their own weakness. Those creatures that are not much different from humans in appearance are actually out-of-standard creatures in a completely different dimension from them.

If magicians claim to be "above human beings", then followers are "below gods", and the reference objects for comparison are not at the same level at all.

The only thing that made them feel gratified was that they possessed the Command Seal.

To help the followers fight - such a stupid and foolish idea never crossed their minds.

It is very important for a master who participates in the Holy Grail War to realize that he is just a weak human being.

In other words, so far, all the masters of the Thousand Boundary Tree side have been huddled in the fortress.

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It was a high-speed battle that could not be captured by human eyesight. The green brilliance galloped across the devastated battlefield like a comet hitting the moon. What was entangled with it was a strange light. The dance of ice and fire made the two diametrically opposed It is an incredible thing that the energy tool appears on the same person.

Fiore couldn't see anything except the two kinds of brilliance chasing and fighting each other. She couldn't see the famous spear that slaughtered heroes, nor the pure white blade that cut through emptiness.

A battle that surpassed a certain limit, cutting through the sea of ​​trees and running through the hills with every gesture, the earth howled under them, the air was divided by the sharp "blade", and they couldn't even hinder them!

When they put their hearts and minds into battle, nothing in this world can stop them.

It was the great Greek hero Achilles who created the Shura Battlefield, and Fiore's servant Archer, an unknown servant named "Ye Qing".

It was an incredible feeling, even though her servant was an unknown person she had never heard of, Fiore was not worried at all that he would lose.

Even when facing a world-renowned top servant like Achilles, Fiore still has an inexplicable self-confidence.

"Trusting your servants is a matter of course...don't lose, archer."

Fiore clenched her hands secretly...

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In the black camp, a master was observing the situation on the battlefield from the crystal ball with a complicated face.

His expression was a mixture of self-abandonment, annoyance and anxiety, and the three command spells on the back of his hand were evidence of the contract between him and his follower—Siegfried.

As a traditional magician, Gould believed that the servant was just a stronger familiar, so he didn't trust Saber.

He forbids Saber to say his real name, that's because this hero is too famous, as long as he hears the name, he will think of the achievements of dragon slaying and the tragic end, and the weakness behind it is the same as "Achilles' heel" famous.

So he took away Saber's right to speak inhumanely.

The evil result is that the communication between the master and the slave is extremely rare, and the distrust has become fatal (Gold's unilateral).

Originally, he didn't want to have a relationship with the servant, he just fought together in the form of interest cooperation, and distributed it after obtaining the Holy Grail, so it didn't matter if he didn't trust him.

But Saber didn't express her wish to Gold, and to be precise, there was nothing that could be entrusted to the Holy Grail.

Gold couldn't believe it!

As a magician, no, as a human being, he doesn't believe that there are truly desireless people in this world.

What's more, [Siegfried]'s tragic life is well known to everyone, how could such a follower have no wish?

Don't want to make up for the regrets of your life?

Pride and prejudice clouded Gold's judgment, and the result was that event.

After he wounded the fleeing android and refused to heal him - Saber resisted him,

Saber violated the hero's honor and attacked her master for the sake of a worthless cyborg.

Gould became a "fool who was rebelled by his servant", which made him the laughing stock of the family and greatly hurt his self-esteem as a magician.

Afterwards, when Saber came to apologize, Gold insulted Saber.

He vented all his anger, and poured out all the insults he could think of, his face was flushed and his veins were exposed, like an angry bull.

"...sorry, master."

After enduring all the scolding, the silent man spoke.

"However, my mission is to bring victory to the Master—this is something that must be accomplished no matter what, and I will definitely accomplish it.

Moreover, you must have summoned me for this reason. "

Gold couldn't deny it.

"So what? Are you going to convince me of a man who will attack me?"

"Yes." The silver-haired man had a will that cannot be ignored in his eyes, "I hope you can give me more trust."

Shocked by those clear and firm eyes, Gold couldn't help but shut his mouth.

"My lord, I, Siegfried, will surely bring you victory!"

But now, Gold was looking down at the battlefield, and what was reflected in his vision was the battle dance of the gods and dragons.

The two people who refused to give in to each other aroused the beacon fire that illuminated the sky, bursting out with dazzling light!

...The current Gould can only try to trust Saber——this is the only thing he can do.

"Then... just prove yourself to me, Dragon Slayer Siegfried!"

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Serenika is the master of rider Astolfo. The rider's frontal combat ability is not strong, but the advantage lies in the diversity of Noble Phantasms and the flexibility of tactics.

As a [rider], he has a mount that is absolutely top-notch in both mystery and rarity - the eagle.

Because it is an "impossible" creature in a sense, it has a higher degree of mystery than ordinary fantasy species.

The destination is the enemy's base camp. Relying on the treasure [the imaginary horse that does not exist in this world], the rider successfully approached the sky garden.

Although the owner of the courtyard—probably Chikata's caster, released many monsters to harass them, they were all repelled by rider with his excellent Noble Phantasm.

After successively using the [Magic Almighty Guidebook] to resist attacks, and using the [Magic Flute Calling Fear] to deal with a large number of monsters, the rider finally approached the upper end of the courtyard, which is the location of the balcony.

Serenika, who was observing secretly, also smiled triumphantly.

After all, if you compare it to a siege battle, the natural merit of being the first to climb to the local fortress is higher.

However, at this moment, a figure in a pitch-black dress appeared there.

The alluring black hair is still very conspicuous even in the dark night, like an elf in mythology, a woman exuding an enchanting temperament all over her body.

"You are the Red Caster, wake up!"

Rider is about to land. Although his main battlefield is the air rather than the ground, if the opponent is just a caster, he is still confident of winning.

"Misjudgment, pitiful cute girl.

You're clearly a follower, but you don't even have that kind of vision? "

The black servant denied the rider's words.

"I'm just an assassin, just... I know a thing or two about magic."

Rider felt the flow of magic power, but before he could react, the perfect magic had already been formed!

"Don't you need to sing?!"

Such a huge magical power can be mobilized without any preparation. Is she really the self-proclaimed [assassin] instead of [caster]? !

"However, as long as you miss, it doesn't mean anything!"

Rider drove the eagle down. He was one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, and he would not be swayed by the enemy's position.

A series of thunderbolts, the dazzling white thunder strikes the rider from the void!

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Vehicles that are more in line with the times than gardens, chariots, and eagles are running on the battlefield at this moment.

Chevrolet Corvette, a modern sports car full of tradition, although the whole body is full of potholes, but still trying to turn its limbs - tires.

This arrogant car crosses the battlefield unscrupulously, as if "I am here" is written on the front window, and the driver inside is the red Saber who is more excited than a sports car.

She was wearing a red jacket, short vest, and shorts, a fiery outfit that made adolescent boys wonder how to look away.

It is worth mentioning that the tires and shells were covered with mud and blood. …

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"I said master, this car is about to die, isn't there a stronger car?"

"Don't be kidding! This is a high-end sports car, it was not designed to run on the battlefield!"

"This, whoa, is dangerous!"