Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Black flames danced in his hands, and every blow in anger was accompanied by bursts of flames, but he was no match for the wave-like monsters that followed one after another.

After killing one, the new one crawled out of the corpse. Caster completely ignored the consumption of mana, and shouted to himself. The content was probably to wake up Joan of Arc or curse the "God", in short, it was no different from spiritual pollution.

"Damn it, is this guy's magic power unlimited?" The Wind King's hammer had already been released, but it only repelled a few large monsters. He held the sword of the victory oath to cut off the monsters that rushed in front of him, and his magic power strengthened. With legs wrapped in iron boots, which gave him the power to kick away monsters, Arturia looked at the self-proclaimed Caster with hatred, and could not see any signs of disobedience from the other party, "Or... the book Book?"

The weird robe that Caster wore was nothing special, the only thing that had some sense of presence was the personal book in his hand.

Of course, Saber couldn't tell that it was human skin.

"Be careful with that book," Wuming punched a new breed, the huge new breed with a dog's head and a bird's body immediately screamed and wanted to fight back, and then punched it in the face with a second punch, and the burst flames spread across its body. fur.

"That book comes with a magic furnace, the top magic book of the Cthulhu series." Wu Ming said, and a monster jumped up behind him.

(I feel like something bad will come out at the end)

(Is the sea monster still there?)

Swish!The blade of the golden sword is still sharp.

"That's right! This is the sacred book that my ally Pilates gave me. It records the amazing work of a great existence, and allows me to communicate with that supreme existence!" Qingxu looked intoxicated, looking at Looking at the servants of the evil gods that he summoned, he was very pleasing to the eye, "How is it? Joan of Arc, the same as before, how nostalgic. This noble fighting spirit, this noble soul, undoubtedly belongs to you, Joan of Arc Darl... ..." Before he finished speaking, a pink beam of light fell directly from the sky.

"Fantasy Summoning. Caster. High Speed ​​Divine Word!"

Caster was so frightened that he immediately stopped talking, several monsters jumped up and hit him on the head, and a huge tentacle protruded from the shadow behind him, pulling him several meters away.

The flames can't warm up, and the coldness from Cthulhu's guardian makes Wuming's heart throb, but how can the waves of evil gods extinguish the anger in his heart!

Wuming was startled when he saw the girl in pink clothes appear, but he didn't say anything. Heiyan turned into a huge sword in his hand, and charged straight forward with the sword!

"Dark Flame. Destruction Sword!" is no longer the true name of the heroic spirit who does not need to recite the skill. It is an unconscious cry. The black flame sword is wrapped in a dark red heat flow. Both Ya and Lili chose to back away, it was the man's battlefield.

……

"A battle is taking place in the Einzbern Forest, and the battle at Liudong Temple is coming to an end." Eye White

A string of strange golden characters seemed to flash, and the ethereal girl spoke mechanically, with no fluctuations in her tone.

"So is anyone out?" the man asked.

"Caster."

……

Unconsciously avoiding a noisy battlefield, Kenneth walked towards the gate of the castle.

When he entered the gate, he didn't make any foolish announcements. He had nothing to say about Emiya Kiritsugu who ruined the image of a magician, and the mechanism in the castle also made him lose his mind.

Bang!

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he was faced with hundreds of steel balls shot out after four vases were suddenly broken.

This kind of trap has nothing to do with magic. It is pure science that Kenneth cannot detect. The bullet-like ejection force is enough to smash people into a sieve.

But these are not the problems!

The living mercury jumped up in 0.01 seconds and wrapped Kenneth. Of course, it was said to be wrapped, but there was actually a gap, otherwise mercury poisoning would be ridiculous.

After the automatic defense was activated, it slowly withdrew, revealing Kenneth's livid face.

His hands were clenched and trembling, not sure if it was from anger or fear.

"It's the same as what the Prophet said...Is this kind of setting..."

Walking in front of the closed door, Quicksilver immediately elongated his body, turning the edge into a sharp silver blade, and easily slashed open the door.

So... where are you?Despicable magician killer.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who uses guns as weapons, also possesses excellent magic aptitude.His father, Emiya Noriken, has reached the level of "seal designation" with only four generations of magic research, and as his son, Emiya Kiritsugu has naturally inherited excellent magic training aptitude.The origin of Kiritsugu is "cutting" and "combining", and the magic attribute is the dual attribute of fire and earth.

This also determines his name.

Its magic is "inherently controlled by time", which is also related to the magic and time handed down by the Emiya family.

Holding this Contender Thompson Contender from Tompson Center.

This sniper rifle is his magic dress, but it is not suitable for indoor use, so what hangs under his windbreaker is a pistol and two microchargers...

...Are you fucking a mage...

What about the promised dual-wielding great sword berserk Faye? !

Watching the traditional crisp-skinned mage walking in a steady and cautious posture through the monitor, Emiya Kiritsugu stood up and extinguished the cigarette butt in his mouth.

……

The battle in the three places was fierce and tense, while on the other side, Rider Iskandar was still playing games, and Caster Yingzheng was wearing a red coat and reading in the library.

world history……

"Teacher, Liudong Temple and Einzbern are fighting fiercely. Do we need to intervene?"

Asking calmly, Kotomine Kirei looked at the middle-aged man in the wine red suit.

"Isn't it very interesting? Tokiomi." Swaying the wine glass, Gilgamesh stood against the wall and smiled, "The performance of those bastards is very good."

"Does the king want to participate?" Tokiomi asked.

"No, no, how can the king participate in the miscellaneous stage, we just need to watch and evaluate at the end." Gilgamesh's smile became more beautiful and more dangerous, "Then, execution."