I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

With this turtle shell on his back, Algor successfully rushed to Gilgamesh, raised the Immortal Slaughter Blade and slashed hard at the opponent.

Gilgamesh raised his sword to meet Algor's slash, and at the same time commanded the Heavenly Locks to wrap around the opponent from all directions.

Use the lock of the sky to restrain the opponent who is close to him, and then stab the opponent to death with a targeted treasure. This is a simple tactic that the King of Heroes has tried and tested.

It's a pity that this trick has already been used by Gilgamesh, so Algor will not be stupid enough to fall into the same pit twice in a row.

When the Sky Lock came rushing towards him like a fishing net, Alguer jumped out of its coverage first, and made a detour behind Gilgamesh.

The scythe with a cold light slashed towards Gilgamesh's neck in a posture of sweeping away thousands of troops. If it was cut firmly, it would surely be cut in two.

Gilgamesh felt a terrible crisis, she turned the king's treasure to attack Algar, and was forced to move away from her original position.

Alger shook the chain connected to the end of the Slaughtering Undead Blade, pulled the attacking treasure aside like a whip, and cut off Gilgamesh's long golden hair with a single knife, causing thousands of flying waves to appear in the air. The gold thread made her waist-hip-length blond hair become short shoulder-length hair.

"Oh, King of Heroes." Alger retreated with one blow, and did not pursue further but did not forget to taunt: "This is a little lesson for you... In front of the gods, the king on the ground is only a little stronger Ant, your arrogance is not worth mentioning, it makes me laugh."

Gilgamesh's red eyes widened, his eyes quickly transitioned from unbelievable to murderous, his anger was completely ignited, and he became completely serious.

"A lowly monster who is not even a false god dares to mention gods in front of this king!? Hehe, hehehahahahaha... Interesting, it is so interesting! Then, let me Gilgamesh Let me tell you what kind of existence a king is! And the gods should also bow their heads for the king."

Algor didn't mean to be frightened at all. An interested smile appeared on his cute face, and he raised his fingers towards the King of Heroes.

"Is this intended to make the King of Heroes pull out of EA? Hey, is it as planned?"

Looking at Alger's back, Ying Ling Wei Gong sighed helplessly, feeling very tired.

Before coming, the three of them discussed a simple tactic and decided to give priority to Altila.

Compared to Gilgamesh, whose strength depends entirely on on-the-spot performance, Attila's performance has always been extremely stable.

Therefore, rather than targeting the uncertain Gilgamesh, it is better to rule out the more certain Attila first.

The battle plan is also very simple, the Heroic Guard uses the inherent barrier to drag Gilgamesh, and the other two join forces to defeat Attila.

It was well discussed before the start of the battle, but when the fight officially started, Miyamoto Musashi and Alger seemed to let themselves go a little bit.

The former and Attila can be said to be a good match, and the latter has a great time playing with Gilgamesh, constantly teasing each other.

This made Ying Ling Wei Gong almost numb, and almost yelled, "With this group of insects, how could it be possible to fight the Holy Grail War well?" '

Now that Gilgamesh's hatred has been locked by Alger, it is impossible for him to take over, and he doesn't want to be a punching bag.

Therefore, Heroic Spirit Emiya could only adjust the battle plan on the spot, and instead he and Miyamoto Musashi would work together to quickly eliminate Attila.

After making up his mind, Hero Emiya immediately took action, approaching Miyamoto Musashi and Attila around the edge of the battlefield.

"I am the bone of the sword I hold, and I am made of the sword."

"Steel is the body, and flames are the blood. The tide of blood is like iron, and the heart is like glass..."

"Walking through countless battlefields without defeat, you are not known to death, and you have never retreated once, and you are not known to life."

Ying Lingwei Gong chanted the mantra in a low voice while running, this is his trump card stunt at the bottom of the box, although it is not a treasure, it is better than a treasure.

In Ying Ling Wei Gong's view, this inherent enchantment is the ultimate interpretation of his projection magic, and it is the crystallization of his life's achievements.

Therefore, the mantra is also a summary of his life experience, and it is the magic named Emiya Shiro who made his ordinary but extraordinary life.

"I have never had a confidant. I have endured pain and created many weapons. It often stands on the top of the sword hill, drunk in victory alone."

"However, all that is left is nothingness. Therefore, this life is meaningless. Therefore, as I pray, there is no limit to the sword. Then this body is destined to be born for the sword."

Mental images erode reality, and the inherent barrier suddenly opens.

Including Miyamoto Musashi and Attila who were fighting together, they came to a new battlefield.

The gray sky was covered with dark clouds, and huge gears hung high among the clouds. From time to time, faint yellow thunder flashed, tearing the fragile clouds.

The scorching wind blew across the earth, carrying the breath of flames. The desert-like plain was filled with all kinds of weapons, like a jungle of swords.

Facing the sudden change, Altila and Miyamoto Musashi tacitly chose to stop fighting for the time being, and looked around this strange world after parting.

Attila's reaction was very straightforward, and he murmured: "So many weapons are enough to arm many tribes, and then we can start a war again."

As a sword master, Miyamoto Musashi first noticed the swords surrounding him and recognized many famous and famous weapons.

"These swords seem to be fakes? But in terms of quality, they don't seem to lose much to the real ones, and they can completely compete with the real ones..."

"That's right, these weapons are out-and-out fakes. They are all my own works, and they are also my collection." Ying Ling Wei Gong walked over slowly, and said in an unapologetic tone: "Sorry to interrupt your competition, but this is a war."

"You are right, this is a war." Attila nodded in agreement, and raised the sword of the God of War in his hand: "So, you don't need to feel sorry. The current situation is what was agreed last night , and wars are never fair, so I'm not outraged."

"Ahahaha..." Miyamoto Musashi smiled awkwardly. After the blood subsided, she finally remembered the previous plan, and she bowed to the Heroic Emiya very simply to apologize: "Sorry, Brother Gunner, this is all mine. Wrong! By the way, where is Avenger? The original plan was not..."

"Hey, she's having fun too." Ying Ling Wei Gong sighed and explained: "So I can only temporarily change the plan, what do you think?"

"I don't have any opinions!" Miyamoto Musashi responded immediately. She is not a pedantic person, nor does she have a moral obsession, and she is even more dismissive of the so-called Bushido spirit: "Then I will ask Brother Gunner, I Humans are better at fighting alone."

"It's easy to say." Heroic Spirit Emiya breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the sword master ancestor was quite sensible and ordered: "Then I will be the main attack. You should always prepare your Noble Phantasm and give Saber a sure kill at the right time. One hit, no problem?”

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Miyamoto Musashi patted his chest and promised, "Let you all learn the essence of five rounds."

Ying Ling Wei Gong didn't reply, but rushed towards Attila with Mo Xie in his hands, still using the unstoppable crane wing three-up as a starting gesture.

Miyamoto Musashi's actions were also extremely clean, he surrounded Attila from the other side, and his slender katana drew a stunning light.

Facing the siege of the two, Attila performed with ease. She has experienced on the battlefield, not to mention one against two, even one against a hundred.

Of course, the strength of those enemies must not be comparable to that of the followers, and the joint oppression of Heroic Emiya and Miyamoto Musashi still caused considerable pressure on her.

Attila first used the sword of the God of War to knock away the boomerang-like general Moye, and then deftly avoided Miyamoto Musashi's sword, running and jumping like an antelope in the inherent barrier, so that he only had to deal with it all the time. An enemy will never give the other party a chance to complete the encirclement.

But this was the home ground of the Heroic Spirit Emiya. With just a thought, the sword standing on the ground rose into the air and flew towards Atira.

Although he has never learned Shushan's sword-control skills, Heroic Spirit Emiya can do similar things with magic, and his swords are everywhere here.

Even the King of Heroes who holds the King's Treasure has been defeated here, and even Hercules, who holds the Twelve Trials, has suffered hatred here many times.

"Saber!" The heroic guard palace screamed angrily, manipulating the sword rain curtain to surround Altila from all directions, trying to use the flying sword to tie her into a hedgehog.

Altera still swung her sword to fight, the star emblem on her body glowed, and her physical fitness was instantly raised to a level that was on the verge of breaking the rules.

The king of the Huns, who took destruction as his vocation, swung the long sword released by magic power openly and closed, and pulled out a colorful sword curtain to block the rain of swords like locusts.

"Fantasy collapsed!"

Heroic Guard Palace didn't give Attila a chance to breathe at all. After seeing that the flying sword didn't work, he immediately played with the fire sword bomb, trying to quickly and severely injure the opponent.

The sudden explosion did cause Attila a certain amount of trouble, but she resisted with her natural physical strength and rushed towards the Heroic Guard Palace.

Rather than being beaten all the time, she still prefers to take the initiative to attack, not to mention that the heroic guard palace is the root of all attacks, so get rid of him!

However, Miyamoto Musashi broke into Attila's advancing route, and two famous swords of different lengths set off a dazzling sword light, and Attila, who was caught off guard, retreated steadily.

After leaping into the air and slashing out a cross-shaped sword energy with his two swords crossed, Miyamoto Musashi fell to the ground and put his two swords into the scabbards on his waist.

"Nan Wu, Tian Man Da Zi Zai God—"

Accompanied by Miyamoto Musashi's clear chanting, she raised her hand again and slowly pulled out the two swords, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

There were bursts of crisp sounds when the blade touched the scabbard, and the terrifying power surged up, causing the fake sword to tremble.

Nioh with three heads and six arms holding a huge sword appeared behind Miyamoto Musashi, and the sword energy poured out between heaven and earth.

"Eryinggulijialuo, Xiaotianxiang——!"

The blue-faced and long-toothed King Ni turned around and slammed down the great sword in his hand like a wrathful King Kong.

The heavy chops carried the power to destroy everything, but they were all blocked by Atila with the sword of the God of War.

Attila, who was in the crisis of death, did not panic at all, and calmly injected magic power into the Sword of the God of War, and was also ready to release the treasure.

The rainbow-like rainbow light bloomed from the sword of the military god, and the high-speed rotation stirred the wind and clouds to form a terrifying colorful magic storm, which was gorgeous and dangerous.

"Do not destroy life, smash its civilization - the sword of the military god!"

"That's it!?" Miyamoto Musashi looked at the colorful magic storm in astonishment, and his heart sank: "No, it's too late."

If he wanted to fight against a Noble Phantasm of this level, Miyamoto Musashi needed enough time to adjust his state to the realm of the sky.

Even so, she was not absolutely sure of victory, she could feel the horror of Altila's Noble Phantasm, which was 'destruction' itself.

Ying Lingwei Gong crossed Miyamoto Musashi desperately, and the endless swords gathered around him smoothly, and all swords were unified.

The swords and swords overlapped and formed a steel-like Cang Ran Youlong, who slammed into the Rainbow Storm of the Sword of the Army God without giving up.

But it didn't take long for the sword of the military god to defeat the Canglong who was made up of fake swords by itself, and forced the heroic guard palace to retreat.

The anti-army Noble Phantasm that combines the punishment of God feared throughout Europe, the bravery and terror of God's whip, and the anecdote of obtaining the "Sword of Mars, God of War" is displayed here. With its own radiance, it exposed its ferocious fangs to the enemy.

Ying Lingwei supported it with all his strength, leaned forward with his feet on the ground, raised his right hand forward, and put his left hand on his right arm to fix it.

“Uh, ahhhhhh——!!”

Even though the seven-colored light blinded him to open his eyes, the Heroic Guard Palace still let out a roar like a wild beast struggling to fight before dying.

"Projection! Blazing Sky Covers Seven Rings!!!"

The dazzling purple petals unfolded layer by layer, but they shattered quickly, making it difficult to resist the sword of the military god who liberated his real name.

Among the barbarian kings who once ran through the European civilization, it is said that they can destroy everything that exists on the earth, and no one can ignore its edge.

The forged and treasured swords were broken one after another and turned into dust in the colorful magic storm, but there was still a steady stream of swords to replenish.

With a powerful reserve of weapons, the Heroic Spirit Emiya wasted no time in consuming the power of the Sword of the God of War, gradually exhausting this tyrannical and colorful dragon.

"Someone can actually block my sword from the front." Attila showed approval on his face and praised: "Warrior from a foreign country, may the glory of the God of War also bless you... For this reason, I will Show the utmost respect and crush your civilization, Whip of God!"

Attila activated his inherent skills, raised the power of the treasure to a level, and almost completely defeated the heroic guard palace.

The rainbow light of seven colors has melted away his palms and forearms, and his white hair has also been dyed red by the flying blood. He has reached his limit.

But Ying Ling Wei Gong still did not give up. The main attacker who really decided everything was never him, a fake follower without a treasure, but the sword master.

Facing the catastrophic storm, the hem of Miyamoto Musashi's clothes was rattled, but his feet that stepped on the ground remained unmoved as if they had taken root.

"Come on, sword bang and draw the knife!"

Miyamoto Musashi, who had accumulated his sword intent and power to the peak, held the hilt of the long sword with both hands, and a huge sword aura rose up.

This is the Buddha's sword that can cut off all non-karma, past karma, curses, and even misfortune with one cut. It is the pinnacle strike that Miyamoto Musashi can unleash.

"Ishena, the big celestial phenomenon—!"

The lore sword slashed down suddenly, smashing the colorful storm dragon that was slaughtering the sword blue dragon like a bamboo.

The sky cleared up, and the flickering light of the knife was like a fleeting lightning, but it had already determined the outcome of this battle.

Chapter 771 Heroic Spirit Emiya: It was so dangerous, I almost died 5K

Outside the inherent barrier, Olga Marie immediately noticed the dissolution of the contract.

She bit her lip unwillingly, and turned to look at Kirshtalia.

"Senior brother, Saber... has returned."

"As expected."

Kirshtalia has been paying attention to the situation of the battle, and felt a little bad when he saw Attila being pulled into the inherent barrier by Gunner, but this scuffle does not allow the master to intervene outside the field, this is The rules agreed upon by both sides before the war started.

"Brother, will they join hands to kill Archer next? If that's the case, we can basically declare defeat, right?"

After Attila left the field, only Gilgamesh and Xiang Yu remained alive in the noble faction, and the latter was still missing.

Looking at the democrats, so far only one Caster has been lost. In addition to the three servants of illegal classes, there are also two orthodox classes.

Even if mustard seeds can be found, Xiang Yu and Gilgamesh's arrogant and domineering personalities are unlikely to abandon their previous suspicions and work together.

Although they both have the super strength of one enemy, the enemy's servants are by no means idle, and they are more willing to unite and cooperate than the two.

Avenger alone was confronting Gilgamesh at this moment, making Olga Marie feel that she could never be the legendary Medusa.

In mythology, Medusa has nothing outstanding except for her petrification ability. Her strength is far below the top-notch among the well-known monsters. In comparison, Medusa can only be regarded as a famous elite monster.

And if such a Medusa could compete with the King of Heroes in a back-and-forth, it would be a horror story of the collapse of her combat power.

Or maybe Gilgamesh's majestic image instantly fell to the same level as Perseus, becoming other heroes in Greek mythology.

If this is the case, Olga Marie feels that they summoned the wrong servant from the beginning, it is better to try to summon the bow-level Hercules.

Thinking of this, Olga Marie couldn't help but feel depressed. She obviously wanted to take this opportunity to prove herself to her father, but apart from providing magic power to the servants, she didn't do anything useful from beginning to end, and she didn't even help the order. He was eliminated from the game without using even one spell.

"No, Archer will be fine this time."

Kirshtalia didn't notice Olga Marie's depressed expression. Although he appeared quite calm on the surface, he was actually under a lot of pressure in his heart.