I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Accompanied by the sound of the evening bell, the old man of the mountain stepped onto the ice, holding a pitch-black sword in one hand, and walked slowly towards the Sea Demon step by step, like the god of death who came to ask for his life.

Chapter 32 Caster exits

On the frozen sea, apart from the big sea monster standing in the middle, there are also countless little sea monsters that cannot be counted around the sea monster.

Since the Mountain Man simply released some of Frostmourne's power to freeze the sea, not all of these little sea monsters with extremely strong vitality died on the spot.

Except for a few little sea monsters hiding under the sea surface that were completely frozen, the other little sea monsters floating on the sea surface were imprisoned for most of their bodies, but their raised tentacles could still move flexibly.

The sea monsters screamed and slapped the ice hard, hoping to get out of the ice as soon as possible, but it was too late.

"Hmph, let's keep killing corpses here one after another!"

Accompanied by the unhurried pace of the old man on the mountain, a gray lifeless aura permeated his body, covering his walking figure.

Thick dead air like sea fog dissipated to the surroundings, quickly covering all the places where sea monsters existed.

The next moment, all the sea monsters who were still alive just now withered away collectively, the originally incessant 'beeping' sound was cut off in an instant, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

If you can watch it from the perspective of the game interface, then the sea at this time must be a blush, and the screen is full of horror scenes that have been successfully maxed out by continuous instant death judgments.

Although it may be difficult for death aura to be a direct follower of death, it is simply the strongest nemesis for creatures like sea monsters that have no other advantages except strong vitality.

Neither Iskandar and the others standing on the shore nor Gilgamesh flying in the air can directly see the current situation on the sea, but they can naturally guess what happened by virtue of the changes before and after.

Although I don't know the specific process, those difficult little sea monsters have undoubtedly been cleaned up by the mountain old man in an instant.

Irisviel, who had just informed Emiya Kiritsugu of the news of the Man of the Mountain's appearance in Mitokawa, suddenly felt a little regretful, but she could only silently pray in her heart that everything would go well with Emiya Kiritsugu.

After finishing what she was supposed to do, Mei Li sneaked to the other side of the pier, hiding in the dark and looking at the heroic Arturia carefully.

The girl compared King Arthur of different genders in the two worlds in her heart, and found that the two people who had very similar experiences in their lives had completely different personalities.

However, Meili still thinks that Arthur Pendragon, who should be educated by herself, will be better, because Merlin in this world who likes to touch fish will definitely not be able to teach good apprentices!

Of course, if you look at it from the perspective of others, Mei Li's performance is not much better than Merlin's.

The sea monster's shriveled and limp corpse covered half of the ice surface, and the colorful sea monster looked like a strange-looking flower and plant when spread out.

The old man of the mountain calmly walked among the densely packed corpses of the sea monster, and the burning dark fire under his feet burned away all obstacles that hindered his progress.

From the beginning to the end, the Man of the Mountain's gaze never left the sea monster for a moment, or the position where Gilles de Rais was in the sea monster's body for a moment.

"Well, what the hell is going on here?"

"Is it a god? Did the god come?"

The sudden change caught Gilles de Rais, who thought the situation was going well, a little unprepared. He raised the grimoire in his hand and poured magic power into the sea monster, shouting.

"It must be because I, Gilles de Rais, violated the majesty of the gods, so I came here to cast down the divine punishment, right?"

"But this is exactly what I want, cruel god! Ruthless god! I will definitely tear you off the altar today!!"

"Kuhahahahahahahahahaha—"

Accompanied by Gilles de Rais's nervous laughter, the abundant magic power released the sea monster that was imprisoned by the frost.

"Hey -! Hey -! Hey -!"

As the man on the mountain got closer and closer to the sea monster, the sound of the evening bell echoing in the air became louder and clearer, and even carried a trace of power that could directly shake the soul.

Although the sea monster who had just pulled more than half of its tentacles out of the ice could not see the man on the mountain who had entered stealth mode, he still sensed the imminent fatal danger with the keen sixth sense of animals.

The sea monster let out a loud cry, and the eyeballs all over the body frantically turned and scanned the surroundings, trying to find the source of the crisis that made it feel uneasy.

All the tentacles, regardless of their size or length, were scattered by the sea monster, sweeping and knocking back and forth in the sky and on the ice surface, making a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air and the crisp sound of the ice breaking.

"Noisy!"

Facing the rioting and frenzied sea monster, the man on the mountain who had already walked 50 meters in front of him let out a low drink impatiently, and raised the pitch-black sword in his hand.

The flickering sword light flashed across the air, and the sword energy containing the deadly energy criss-crossed and criss-crossed, cutting all the tentacles in front of the old man of the mountain into pieces, turning into a rain of flesh and blood and bursting in the sky open.

"Roar--!"

The sea demon, whose tentacles were cut off by a single knife, let out a miserable howl, and the magic power surged in the wound, trying to grow the tentacles quickly again.

But how could the wounds cut by the mountain man be healed so easily? The gray death aura hindered the sea monster's regeneration, killing and eroding every inch of the sea monster's flesh and blood, making it miserable.

The sea demon finally vaguely saw the blurred figure of the old man of the mountain who was already close at hand, and the pale white skull mask and the dark blue fire were reflected in the countless eyes.

The sea monster was struggling crazily out of fear, and its deafening howl resounded through the entire enchantment, trying to pull out its huge body frozen below the sea surface to escape from this terrifying place.

Even if it was driven and ordered by Gilles de Rais, the sea monster didn't dare to wave its remaining tentacles to attack.

Immediately after the first slash that had just dissipated, the mountain man swung his sword again, and the sword energy of the horizontal slash cut off the sea monster's entire waist, completely shattering the sea monster's tiny wish to escape.

From the place where the sea monster was severed, the figure of Gilles de Rais holding the grimoire appeared.

"Gilles de Rais?"

The old man on the mountain murmured, and walked straight over at a pace that had never changed speed from the beginning to the end, and the fire was burning all over his body.

The mountain-like pressure fell on Gilles de Rais, making him unable to resist at all, so he could only watch helplessly as the man on the mountain slowly approached step by step.

"Sell your soul and fall into evil heresy, what do you get in the end? Is it the tragedy of tarnishing your own reputation and dying at the stake?"

The man of the mountain's questioning sound hit Gilles de Rais's heart like a heavy hammer. The fear of facing death silenced the madness that had lingered in his mind for a long time, and he recalled that he was once a member of the French army Marshal's day.

It was the most memorable time of his life and the most honorable day of his life as a knight.

What is it that obscures his heart and makes the heroes who originally fought for the country fall into the abyss of endless darkness?

Yes, because Joan of Arc, who had been leading all of them to victory like a banner, was slandered by the church and died unjustly.

If it was her most beloved saint, she would definitely not forgive the crimes she committed later.

Gilles de Rais closed his eyes and thought, completely ignoring the great sword that the mountain man had raised high.

"Idiot! Hand over your head!!"

Accompanied by the lingering sound of the evening bell and the falling white feathers, the decapitated body of Gilles de Rais disappeared in place in golden fragments.

Chapter 33 The Universe at Your Fingertips

Just when the old man of the mountain had just appeared at the mouth of the Mien River, Emiya Kiritsugu, who had received the news from Irisviel, immediately took action.

The man who was hiding in the dark corner stood up tiptoely, looked up at the walls of Matō House and the layout of the magic barrier, and then planned the assault plan in his mind.

He first carefully installed the bombs he carried on each node of the magic barrier, and then rolled and hid behind a distant bush and pressed the detonator.

Accompanied by a series of 'boom——! With a loud noise and a powerful blast, all the magic barriers of the Matou family lost their effect, and even a small gap was blown into the wall.

Under the cover of the rising smoke, Emiya Kiritsugu pulled out the submachine gun he carried with him and rushed in through the gap in the wall against the clock. He had to kill the people inside before they could react.

"It's really rude. As a guest at the door, there is no etiquette at all."

Sebastian, who had just come out of the gate, encountered the oncoming smoke and dust, which made him frown.

Sebastian raised his arm and waved his hand, a gust of wind blew away the smoke and dust in an instant, revealing the figure of Emiya Kiritsugu who had just run to the middle of the courtyard.

"what!?"

Emiya Kiritsugu obviously didn't expect that there would be another unexpected error in his plan, he stopped on the spot and looked at Sebas who was standing with his hands behind his back.

Standing in front of him was a well-dressed old butler, with his upright body and meticulous manner, he looked like a well-bred old gentleman.

But combined with the strong wind that suddenly blew up for some reason, Emiya Kiritsugu did not dare to underestimate this seemingly elderly man at all.

"Gui'an, an uninvited guest. I am the temporary housekeeper of the Tong family, and Sebastian has been waiting here for a long time."

"Has the other party discovered me long ago? Or have they already expected that I will come?"

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Sebas who raised his hand and saluted him, a trace of surprise flashed in his indifferent eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

Anyway, since we have already come tonight, we can't leave empty-handed. After all, there may not be such a good opportunity in the future where the servant is not by the Master's side.

Anyway, Emiya Kiritsugu dismissed the idea of ​​killing Matou Sakura with a long-range sniper after seeing the teleportation splitter of the old man last time.

Facing such a powerful servant, it is unrealistic to think about killing the opponent's Master under his wholehearted protection.

After making up his mind, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't pay attention to Sebastian's words, raised his feet and immediately activated his unique magic.

"Inherent time control, double speed!"

In an instant, the flow of blood in Emiya Kiritsugu's entire body, the burning of hemoglobin, and the time required for muscle movement from start to finish were all accelerated, and in his eyes, the flow of time slowed down.

But when Emiya Kiritsugu had just rushed two steps away, Sebas's tall body blocked him like a thick wall.

"Guest, where are you going? You want to trespass into a house without even saying hello. As a housekeeper, I can't sit idly by."

Emiya Kiritsugu was startled, he didn't see exactly when Sebas came to the courtyard from the door, and immediately realized that the old butler's strength was absolutely invincible.

The steps under his feet deftly avoided Sebas, wanting to take the opportunity to go around him.

"Inherent time control, quadruple speed!"

But what blocked him back was a fist that came from nowhere, and the sonic boom that broke through the air made Emiya Kiritsugu grit his teeth and release the inherent temporal restraint that was a huge burden on his body. As far as possible, he quickly retreated backwards.

The fierce fist wind swept across, leaving scratches on the stone floor in the courtyard, Emiya Kiritsugu's cheeks and arms were also scratched, and traces of bright red blood flowed out.

With his left hand behind his back, Sebas maintained the posture of swinging his right fist, and looked at Emiya Kiritsugu who was forced to retreat with neither sad nor happy eyes.

"Tsk, is there still too little information collected? Why didn't you know that the Jiantong family had such a perverted butler before?"

Emiya Kiritsugu wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, picked up the submachine gun in his hand, aimed at Sebas and pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by a crackling sound like roasted beans, the muzzle of the submachine gun spewed out flames, and the flying bullets shot at the unsuspecting Sebastian.

"Huh? Is this the so-called firearm?"

Sebas's eyes froze, and his powerful dynamic vision allowed him to clearly see the flight paths of all the bullets.

A layer of magic power wrapped his hands, and in the blink of an eye, Sebas's arms drew countless afterimages in the air, pinching the flying bullets one after another in his palm with extremely superb skills.

After firing a round of bullets, Emiya Kiritsugu pulled out a pistol from his waist and activated the maximum inherent time control to attack Sebas.

Just as Sebas had captured all the bullets, a black hole appeared in front of his eyes, and Emiya Kiritsugu pulled the trigger of the pistol loaded with original bullets expressionlessly.

"Bam—!"

After a gunshot, the origin bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun and directly broke through the magic defense of Sebas' body shield, hitting his forehead without hindrance.

Just when Emiya Kiritsugu thought he had won this victory, a crisp voice sounded in the quiet courtyard.

"Patter..."

The origin bullet slid weakly from Sebas' forehead and fell to his feet, but it didn't even leave a single white mark on Sebas's body.

Sebastian looked at Emiya Kiritsugu who was stunned in place due to shock, raised his hand to touch the center of his brow, and asked lightly:

"Is this your ultimate move? I'm sorry, but it doesn't seem to be able to break through the defenses of my physical body."

"Are you a monster?"

Emiya Kiritsugu took a step back, feeling unbelievable that the original bomb that he had never missed could only achieve such an effect in the end.

Sebas didn't care what Emiya Kiritsugu called him, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Emiya Kiritsugu and punched him, intending to kill the offending person who dared to come here.

"The game is over, it seems that I am a little bit stronger."

In a hurry, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was powerless to resist, had to use his last resort to save his life, and one of the Command Seals on the back of his hand quickly disappeared.

"In the name of the Command Seal, Saber immediately appeared in front of me!"

Chapter 34 The Red Dragon of Great Britain

When the fog cleared, everyone could only see the burly figure of the Mountain Man standing proudly on the ice and a large body of sea monsters, but there was no trace of Caster Gilles de Rais. .

"Hmph! Since the matter has been settled, let's go back, Tokiomi."

After Gilgamesh stared at the old man of the mountain, he manipulated Vimana to turn the ship and fly back to the place where Tohsaka's house was.

Tosaka Tokiomi was also temporarily relieved when he saw that the sea monster had been killed, at least he didn't need to continue to struggle with difficult choices.

But then, Tosaka Tokiomi felt a headache about how to defeat the Old Man of the Mountain in the Holy Grail War.

Judging from the current situation, Gilgamesh and the Mountain Man should have a [-]-[-] chance of winning, and it is impossible to predict who will die in the end.

Tosaka Tokiomi doesn't like the feeling of losing control of this kind of thing, and he is not a person who likes to take risks to gamble, otherwise he would not have hooked up with Kotomine Rizheng, who is the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, early on. together.

Contestants and referees team up to cheat, no matter what kind of competition it is, it is something that cannot be tolerated at all.