I, the heroic substitute, was exposed

But the real decision is still in Arturia's hands, she doesn't want to wear it, no one can do anything about it.

"Why do you wear such uncomfortable clothes? Isn't the clothes just for portability and for fighting?"

Arturia was very puzzled.

She prefers light and convenient clothes, and she still can't understand those fancy skirts—are they really suitable for combat?

Chapter 193 190. The battle of the dead suddenly attacked me!

The battle raged, a duel of the kind that would have been fought only in distant times.

The samurai in armor are struggling to kill each other in the shadow of swords and swords.

However, this burst of magic power and this torrent of heat make people feel different.

If it was just a confrontation of cold weapons, then what was the ensuing air current that seemed to destroy everything?

The feet on the ground crushed the earth.

The air pressure brought by waving the weapon completely cut off the street lights.

Irisviel could no longer see their high-speed battle clearly.

I can only feel the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The iron sheet that fell off the outer wall of the warehouse was swept away by the wind like twisted tin foil.

The wind was humming.

Facing the independent space that is completely opposite to the laws of physics, the surrounding air screamed nervously.

A wild storm raged on the deserted streets, destroying and trampling everything.

The hand-to-hand combat between the two of them destroyed the entire street.

This is the Holy Grail War.

The world in legends and myths is vividly displayed in front of the world.

Thunder tore the sky, and waves shattered the earth.

Fantastic worlds are miraculously faithfully reproduced.

"Is this a battle between servants...?"

Even though she had never heard of it, Irisviel still had a certain understanding of the common sense in today's society.

It is natural to know that such a battle is far beyond the battle in today's society.

Can the so-called firearms really have an effect on these followers?

She couldn't answer and no one else could.

This is a mystery that only belongs to magicians.

"It's amazing! Aunt Liya is amazing, can I become such a powerful fighter in the future?"

Curiosity flickered in Ilya's eyes. Although she couldn't see the battle trajectory of the two of them clearly, she felt a powerful atmosphere.

"Of course, as long as you want, I will try my best to fulfill your wish, my princess."

"Really?!"

Elijah danced.

"Of course." Bei Mu focused on the battlefield ahead.

Arturia was a little taken aback.

In her impression, the so-called gun should be a weapon wielded with both hands.

So she thought that the gunman in front of her was using two guns at the same time, just to confuse the enemy.

As the Heroic Spirit of the Spear Seat, the spear in his hand must be his Noble Phantasm.

But if someone finds out in the Holy Grail War, the real body of the Noble Phantasm is tantamount to exposing one's real name.

So the wrinkles wrapped on the gun must be to hide the real body of the gun.

It can be seen how cautious the spearman and his master are.

It is also because of this confusion that holding a gun is a real gun.

Therefore, Artoria believes that as long as she can distinguish the opponent's moves, she can definitely increase her chances of winning.

But... her attack has been blocked for the third time, and she can only retreat temporarily to wait for the opportunity.

"What's wrong, s

Aber, your attack is useless. "

"..."

The spearmen's two long spears are long and short, which can be described as complementary, although they are all held in one hand.

But the alternation of long and short made his movement skills not reveal any flaws at all.

Whenever the limitations of the long spear were exposed, the short spear would be filled in, making Artoria's attack impossible to take advantage of.

Of course, he was also complaining in his heart.

Artoria's long sword was invisible, and he couldn't analyze the opponent's attack distance. This was a headache for him.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and even the spearman felt that it was time to fight to the death.

At the same time, many people are paying attention to the movement here.

The heroic spirit of killing who is best at hiding, the spear master in the shadows, Bei Mu and others.

[The dead battle suddenly attacked me. 】

[Heroic spirit battles, the duel between life and death, this is the real battle, the last competition did not use all their strength, because it was not the real life and death. 】

[This is the real Holy Grail War, everyone is trying their best to kill each other. 】

[I really want to know the gunman, the one who has a love mole, or plays with guns, there is only one——Diarmuid Audina! 】

[Indeed, it is almost the same as described in the legend.A tragedy was caused by eloping with the fiancée of the leader of the Knights of Fiona.Misfortune enveloped this man all his life, but he was also cared for by love. 】

The battle between the two has reached a fierce stage, and the roadside is full of traces left by them.

The road was destroyed just by the aftermath, almost without its original appearance.

Let people stand on top of the ruins, unscathed.

The spearmen brandished their murderous spears.

Swordsmen wield invisible longswords in their hands.

No one takes half a step back.

"Game over here! Lancer!"

Artoria raised her head, trying to find the owner of the voice.

There is no doubt that he is the master of the spearmen.

I looked around and found no one, because the voice came too suddenly, and I didn't even have time to judge whether the voice was a man or where it came from.

The other party didn't seem to want to reveal their position.

"Don't waste any more time, that Saber is very difficult to deal with, so I allow you to use the Noble Phantasm for a quick victory."

Arturia couldn't help being touched by his words.

Noble Phantasm - Lancer's master finally urged him to use the strongest skill.

"Understood, my master."

Feeling it suddenly, Diarmuid replied in a respectful tone while changing his posture.

He threw the short gun in his left hand at his feet.

Artoria stared at the remaining spear in Lancer's hand.

There is no doubt that this is the real weapon of the Lancer.

The spell on the spear was slowly undone, and it was a dark red spear.

A completely different magic power was entwined on the blade of the gun, like an ominous sign.

"That's it, kill her!"

Diarmuid lowered his body and let out low growls.

Arturia also lowered her body, carefully predicting the spearman's movements.

The effect that the treasure can exert can be roughly divided into two types, one is to shout the real name to emit the killing power.

Arturia's Noble Phantasm falls into this category.

The other is to use the attributes already on the weapon as treasures.

Artoria's "Wind King Barrier" belongs to this type.

So, what kind of spearman's gun is it?

Most likely it was the latter—this was Arturia's intuition.

But the Lancers were eager to win with one blow.

The wordless silence increased the tension, and the two moved slowly to find each other's flaws.

Diarmuid was the first to strike.

Compared with the gorgeous and varied moves he used before, this straight blow even made people feel clumsy.

It was as if he didn't predict Arturia's next move at all, no, he didn't even plan to defend against her counterattack.

Arturia skillfully blocked the stabbing spear as she should.

But this should have been a painless shot, but...

Suddenly a strange wind blew up.

With the opposing spear and sword at the center, a whirlwind rolled up without any warning.

"what?!"

Artoria yelled in surprise, and took three steps back.

Diarmuid had a calm expression on his face, and he was not prepared to chase after him at all.

In the eyes of others, it is not clear what happened at all.

It's just a gust of wind, just for a moment, and it doesn't have any special magic power.

But the question is where does the wind come from?This was obviously not caused by the gun in Diarmuid's hand.

"Your sword is exposed."

"..."

Diarmuid who was whispering triumphantly and Artoria who was silent for some reason.

The only ones who understand the reason for this are these two parties.

The wind came from Artoria's sword.

To be precise, it should come from her "Wind King Barrier".

In fact, you are compressed to distort the light, and the refracted air is released in an instant.It was at the moment when it came into contact with the spear.

Then, the corner of the "true sword" exposed in the broken barrier was seen by Diarmud.

And what he just said is that his gun tore

Evidence of the Wind King's enchantment.

"I have seen your trust clearly, and I will not be confused by you again."

Diarmuid roared and rushed over.