I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

Wiping the double blades that flew by itself made the waiting black shadow obviously stunned for a moment, but it quickly realized that it would never let go of this excellent opportunity.

At this moment, all the tentacles used for defense turned into the most powerful attack weapon, and quickly stabbed at Archer.

"Hmph!" Archer sneered, and the double blade projected in his hand exploded suddenly, and was instantly covered by pitch-black steel crane feathers.

Facing the stabbing tentacles, Archer, who showed his true strength, charged directly at the black shadow entrenched in the center of the pool, and at the same time kept waving his strengthened double blades to cut off the tentacles one by one.

"Go!" After approaching a suitable distance, Archer stretched his hands back, and at the same time leaned back, shooting the double blades like a big bow.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Dense tentacles stood in front of Sombra, and even though the strengthened double blades were sharp enough to cut off a single tentacle easily, they were still defeated in front of the layer upon layer of walls.

Seeing that Archer's attack had been blocked, the black shadow felt relieved and stretched out all the tentacles around him, wanting to take down the 'prey' he sent to his door with all his might.

Archer jumped back to distance himself, while swiftly dodging all the incoming tentacles. Although the situation was very dangerous, there was a sneer of a successful plan on his face.

The black shadow realized something, and wanted to use its tentacles to build its own defense again, but before it could recall the tentacles, six flying blades with dark red lights surrounded it completely.

"Fantasy collapsed!!!"

"--boom!!!"

The violent explosion almost lifted up the entire pool, and the tentacles surrounding Archer, which were constantly growing, also fell powerlessly to the ground because their roots were shattered.

"Hmph! You took my move firmly, and you should be able to stop for a long time now without Sakura."

With the full-strength attack just now, all the stagnant energy accumulated in his heart was vented, and the refreshed Archer showed a smug smile.

"The next step is to convince them to rendezvous with Berserker as soon as possible..." After laughing, Archer began to think about his next move.

"Even if Matou Zouken didn't wake up, the thing that was perfectly developed on Sakura would not be able to gather such a strong force in such a short period of time. '

"And now it not only got a body other than Sakura, but also attacked two Servants in a row in less than half a day..."

For some reason, Archer, who knew more about Sombra than Zouken Matou, the creator, sensed a conspiracy from Sombra's attack.

'The most important thing is that all its actions are aimed at the Servant, and it seems to completely ignore the ordinary people around it...'

All the currently known information emerged in Archer's mind one by one, but the large gaps in the middle made it impossible for him to make effective speculations.

'Could it be!It's this time...' A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and Archer realized a terrible but most reasonable possibility.

"Although I don't know the specific identity of that guy and how he did all this, but his existence can perfectly fill the vacancy in the intelligence."

Using conclusions to deduce the process and cause, and try one by one from the known existence, Archer confirmed his guess.

"No! We can't delay any longer, we must meet up with Berserker quickly, otherwise... what!"

Archer, who realized the urgency of the matter, wanted to join Saber and the others as soon as possible, but as soon as he turned around, he found that the boundless darkness was covering behind him at some point.

"How is it possible! Why is there no effect at all!"

Archer hurriedly opened the distance, but how could the black shadow that had already come to his feet miss this excellent opportunity, the twisted tentacles instantly formed a huge mouth, and rushed towards Archer in the air...

"—Whoosh!"

Just when Archer was about to be swallowed by the black shadow, a short knife with a bandage came to Archer's waist in time, and was tightly wrapped several times due to the bandage and inertia.

Immediately afterwards, a force came from the bandages, pulling Archer up from the mouth that was about to close.

"what----!!!"

The sudden rescue of the mouth-to-mouth 'prey' obviously made Sombra angry, not to mention that the rescued 'prey' had caused it to suffer tremendous pain just now.

New and old grudges were added together, and countless twisted tentacles popped out from behind the black shadow, crazily shooting at the exposed Assassin and Archer who was being pulled by him.

Realizing that something was wrong, Assassin pulled the bandage decisively, using this force to change the direction of Archer's floating in the air to prevent it from being pierced by the tentacles.

At the same time, he was crawling and rolling on the ground with three limbs at the same time, almost exerting his own agility to the extreme, barely avoiding the first wave of black shadow's attack.

"Dole! Dole! Dole! Dole! Dole..."

The tentacles avoided by Assassin pierced deeply into the ground, making it hard to imagine what kind of horrific consequences this terrifying power would bring if it really hit the assassin.

After missing one hit, the black shadow immediately launched a second round of attacks. The black mud under him suddenly exploded, and black shadows suddenly jumped up.

These shadows, as sensitive as swimming fish and as sharp as spears, slashed across the air irregularly, and once again flew towards Archer and Assassin.

Although the number of shadows is far less than before, flexible shadows are obviously more threatening than tentacles with straight attack trajectories.

What's more, Assassin not only needs to evade, but also needs to take care of controlling Archer, who is unable to relay movement in the air. The difficulty has increased greatly, and he barely avoided the attack several times, and the situation is extremely severe.

But even so, the assassin still tightly grasped the bandage in his hand, even helping Archer to avoid the attack was more important than his own avoidance.

"Assassin! Just take care of yourself!"

Seeing Assassin's precarious situation, Archer, who realized that they would never be able to survive this round, let out a low growl and took out his longbow.

The red arrow flashed his cold light, even in the air where the balance of his body was out of control, Archer sniped every shadow quite accurately.

With the support from the air, Assassin's pressure dropped sharply, but those shadows regrouped the moment they were shattered by the arrows, and then attacked the two followers relentlessly.

"Chong--!"

The regrouped shadows were all cut off in an instant, Saber who finally arrived blocked Assassin's back, brandishing a great sword to defuse the crisis of the allies.

"Drink!" Saber growled lowly, and at the same time held up the invisible sword in her hand.

The wind began to compress, and the storm formed smashed the recovered shadow to pieces.

"Thank you!" Assassin, who was about to reach his limit, heaved a long sigh of relief for the support of his allies, and then bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the knight.

"Now is not the time to talk about these things, we need to leave quickly." Archer, who finally had his feet on the ground, warned with a serious face.

"But that thing doesn't seem to want to let us go so easily." Saber, who was always on guard, noticed that the black shadow was constantly approaching.

Although the speed is not too fast compared to the followers, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of this thing only with the foot strength of Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin.

However, Rider's Noble Phantasm cannot carry three Masters at the same time, let alone one of them has fallen into a deep sleep.

As for Bazzett and Matou Zouken, as the "designated executors of the seal" and great magicians, they are fully capable of escaping the shadow's pursuit without being attacked.

"I'll come back! Take the masters and leave quickly, and use the command spell to pull me over when you reach a safe location." After quickly analyzing the situation in front of her, Saber made such a decision.

Archer's low basic attributes make it impossible for him to delay for too long, and Assassin, who lacks frontal combat capabilities, cannot play the role of delay at all.

And Saber, who has high basic attributes and the strongest comprehensive ability, is undoubtedly the best candidate for the post-break.

"Take care of yourself!"

After thinking about it for a while, the remaining two servants understood that Saber's decision was the most effective method at present, and there was no room for wasting time, so they set off directly to the side of the masters.

After the allies left, Saber, who was protecting the great sword in front of her body, stared at the approaching black shadow with a solemn expression.

'That is absolutely untouchable! '

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the black shadow's body, her innate intuition crazily warned Saber - once she was entangled by that kind of thing, her fate would not only be as simple as being swallowed.

'Something terrible is bound to happen, even with dire consequences. Thinking like this, Saber gripped the sword a little harder.

After closing the distance, countless black and red, whip-like tentacles suddenly extended from the black shadow, aimed at Saber and rolled over.

"Here we come!" Saber's eyes narrowed, she waved the big sword in her hand and went straight to meet her...

"Where's Saber? Why didn't you come back with you?"

On the other side, Emiya Shirou eagerly asked Archer and Assassin because he didn't see that petite figure.

"Rin, Rider, let's take Sakura and leave immediately." Archer, who couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, directly ignored the boy in front of him, and then, amidst the girl's exclamation, he carried his Master on his shoulders again.

"I'm really sorry, Emiya-dono, Saber is cutting off the rear for us, she means let us escape to a safe place first, and then rely on the power of the Command Seal to pull her back."

Compared to Archer, Assassin, who was more polite, explained to Emiya Shirou with a guilty tone.

"how come..."

"There is no time to waste, Emiya-kun, every second we arrive at a safe environment every night, Saber's situation will become even more dangerous."

Accompanied by the sound, a group of water-blue butterflies wrapped in something flew in front of everyone, and after putting down Bazet in the center, Matou Zouken's figure condensed in the flying of these butterflies.

Should it be called Matou Zouken?The only one who didn't need help from followers, he not only took Bazzett, who was still a little weak, before the attack, but also freed up Assassin's combat power, allowing him to complete several extremely critical rescues.

"......it is good."

Emiya Shirou glanced at the Command Seal in his hand, although he was a little unwilling, but he understood that this was already the best way.

"There's no time to waste, Assassin, Emiya-kun will leave you alone."

"Because of some special reasons, I can ask His Excellency the Magician to personally...be careful!"

Assassin, who understood what the Master meant, was about to say something, but just in the middle of speaking, he suddenly took a step forward, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pushed Emiya Shirou away forcefully.

"Whoosh-"

The moment Assassin pushed Emiya Shirou away, a magic gun exuding an ominous aura almost flew towards the boy's body.

"...Lancer? How could..."

Chapter 53 Unparalleled Loyalty

"Is this really... Lancer?" Bazzett's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she saw now.

Lancer's originally dark blue hair was twisted upside down, as sharp as thorns entwined in the cracks.

His left eye was sunken, and an ominous flame was burning in the pitch-black hollow; his right eye was unnaturally swollen, and the protruding scarlet eyeball hung in the eye socket, shining with a frightening light.

The resolute face was engraved with scarlet magic lines, and the battle uniforms that were easy to move were all smashed, revealing a large piece of skin eroded by darkness.

Thighs and knees are twisted backwards, calves and heels are twisted forwards, and the torn parts are connected by stronger muscles.

Strange bone spurs grew on his joints, and the battle armor cursed by the black mud continued to extend on the mad spirit's body as if it had come to life, protecting all vital points except his chest.

Lancer, who was pierced through his spiritual core in order to save her, should have been sent back to the Hall of Valor, but why did he appear here in such a distorted posture?

"His existence is indeed composed of Lancer's spirit base, but his inner soul has been completely replaced with something else."

Zouken Matou, who knows the inside story, of course understands that the enemy in front of him is the product of the soul of Lancer absorbed by Sombra with his own curse.

"So calm down quickly, what is standing in front of you now is a terrifying enemy with a strong killing intent on us."

"Is that so?" Bazet was stunned for a moment when he heard the explanation, and then subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes covered by his hair began to tremble continuously.

"Roar--!!!"

Different from the slightly panicked atmosphere on Matou Zouken's side, Lancer, who had been completely eroded by madness, let out a roar that shook the sky.

Huge and ominous magic power wrapped around his body in an instant. Visible to the naked eye, the originally smooth muscles on Kuang Ling's body suddenly exploded, and the aura around him became even more oppressive.

'Big trouble! Feeling the powerful fluctuations of the enemy's magic power, Matou Zouken, who had been keeping calm all this time, involuntarily shed a drop of cold sweat.

Archer and Rider have already left, Emiya Shirou, who is extremely talented but has not yet grown up, is completely useless here.

Bazzett's body is still a little weak, and Assassin, whose only agility is suppressed by the opponent, is unable to fight against Lancer who has been strengthened by the shadow, not to mention that he has just experienced a hard fight, and his body is already very tired .

"You guys go first, I'll hold him here for a while!" Gritting his teeth, Matou Zouyan, who had made up his mind to die, was about to cut off the back himself.

In terms of life-saving means alone, the existence in this world that can surpass Matou Zouken is definitely not in the double digits. It can be said that he is an expert among experts.

But breaking the back and saving one's life are two completely opposite things. To save one's life is to use all means to lose the enemy's hatred and keep oneself in a safe environment at all times.

And after the break, it is necessary to actively attract the hatred of the enemy and delay the time as much as possible so that the person who needs to be protected can escape to a safe place.

Even a great magician who has lived for hundreds of years, Matou Zouken cannot guarantee that he can survive the attack of this mad spirit.

But before he could take a step, Bazett at the side reached out and stopped him.

"Thank you very much Mr. Matou for your help and kindness, but..." Bazett stood in front of Matou Zouyan, and spoke slowly.

"Can I stay and deal with Lancer!"

"Don't be impulsive, Miss Bazzett!" Matou Zouyan was startled by Bazzett's behavior, and then tried to persuade him a little anxiously. "I said before, that's not the Lancer you know, he who has been replaced inside will kill you without mercy!"

"I know." Bazzett nodded slightly, but never took his eyes off Lancer who was attacked by madness.

"I know he's not Lancer, but that ominous figure makes it impossible for me to back off." Bazzett tightened his gloves, and the radiance of runes began to shine on her body.

"I am a descendant of the Red Branch Knights. I summoned Lancer to the present world through the inheritance of my ancestors. I will not allow any existence to tarnish the glory of that great hero!"

"What's more, I have already escaped once, and Lancer became the twisted appearance just to save me, so..." Bazet clenched his fists after making some kind of determination.

"Until Lancer's brilliance is restored, I will never run away again!"

Looking at Bazett, whose complexion was still a little pale, but whose eyes were extremely firm, Zouken Matou, who knew that he would not be able to persuade her no matter what, could only sigh helplessly.

"Since Miss Basett is so persistent, it would be too senseless for me to stop it." Saying this, Matou Zouken also took a step forward.