Dominate the Spirit Hall at the Beginning

Suddenly, several people in the car changed their faces at the same time.

The phantom of the stars appeared on Luo Zhen's body, while Skaha and Artoria took out their spears.

In an instant, the car fell apart.

But the quickest, or the most useful, is Joan of Arc.

At the moment when the crisis appeared, [Revelation] made her understand the best way to deal with it.

The banner of the iris appeared in her hand, and the holy light shone down:

"My lord is here!"

The golden light enveloped everyone, including the car that had been poked with two large holes.

A black shadow came, but it fell on the holy light, but it failed to damage it.

This is Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm [My Lord is here], which can make all objects shrouded in Noble Phantasm invincible.

Of course, this is not a game, so this invincibility must have an upper limit, but it is not something that Angola Mainu can break.

Standing in front of the shadow is a berserker covered in black fog and armor.

Arturia looked at the guy and frowned:

"I obviously killed him yesterday."

"The slain Servant will return to the Great Holy Grail, and will return to the Throne of Heroes after the Holy Grail War is over."

Luo Zhen explained, "But now, Angola Manuel can fish out the Servant's soul from the Holy Grail, and then use black mud to give it a shape and control it, which is equivalent to his Servant being immortal, but it only takes a period of time. Time to resurrect."

"Then kill again."

There was no expression on Arturia's face,

"By the way, I killed Angola Manuel. As long as he is killed, there is no way to resurrect him."

Skaha is holding a magic spear, but he is a little less interested:

"It doesn't feel interesting, the strength is too weak, there is only one, and it is not enough."

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed out of nothingness, and the dagger in his hand rubbed against Skaha's neck.

"Oh, Assassin?"

She deftly dodged Hassan's attack, while several assassins rushed in.

Skaha chuckled: "Master, why are your subordinates rebelling?"

"There's nothing I can do."

Luo Zhen sighed, "Hassan is indeed a little weak. As long as Angola Manuel finds him, he can be polluted. I have already lost a lot of Hassan."

Luo Zhen didn't bring many appearances of Hassan when he traveled at this time. At this moment, the branch was around Irisviel, protecting her.

Irisviel followed the protection of Hundred Majestic Hassan, as well as her own magic, and also fought back and forth with Hundred Majestic Hassan who attacked her.

On the other hand, Luo Zhen himself shone with the brilliance of magic, wandering among the four hundred Hassans, and even faintly had the upper hand.

"then!"

Skaha threw a magic spear over.

All of her magic spears were made by hunting monsters by herself, and she was very familiar with every part of the magic spear.

Even if you didn't bring it with you when you were summoned as a Servant, the magic gun projected by projection magic was exactly the same as the original.

Taking over the magic spear, Luo Zhen waved it twice, the scarlet magic spear seemed to be alive, a tricky trajectory that seemed to bite the throat of a hundred-faced Hassan slowly and quickly.

Baimao Hassan tried to dodge, and blocked Luozhen's magic spear with the dagger in his hand.

The other three hundred-faced Hassans also followed to kill Luo Zhen.

But then, Luo Zhen easily flipped the magic spear and suppressed Hassan's dagger.

The spear blade pierced his chest directly, and cut across, bringing up bloody flowers.

Sen Bai's bones were exposed from the wound, and Luo Zhen could even see the heart in his chest.

The guns swept away unabated, leaving deep wounds on the bodies of the other hundred Hassan.

Luo Zhen sniffed the smell of blood on the battlefield and showed a sincere smile:

"That's right."

He looked at several hundred Hassan:

"I practiced this martial art so that I could fight the enemy mercilessly."

"Although I feel that you are not enough, you can make a living."

Like a lion swooping at an antelope, the four hundred Hassans were shrouded in a swift gunshot.

A dagger alone can't deflect a spear, not to mention that Luo Zhen's power is even stronger than that of Hassan, who is an assassin.

The guns were swift and violent.

Luo Zhen forced himself to be alone, creating the feeling of surrounding four hundred-faced Hassans.