I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

A killing machine that executes justice does not need extra emotions, which will only make itself dull and weak.

"Projection, Akhara Hound."

The Heroic Spirit Emiya once again drew his bow and arrow, and this time he aimed at the tires of a car traveling at high speed.

The physical fitness of most magicians is no different from that of ordinary people, so making traffic accidents can ruin them as well.

After receiving Ophelia's warning, Matou Shirou also projected a longbow, strengthened his body and resolutely leaned out of the car window.

"Projection, pseudo spiral sword!"

Braving the high-speed wind, the unyielding boy confronted Heroic Emiya and used Phantasm Honkai to blow up the approaching Akahara Hound.

Afterwards, he also projected a large number of smoke bombs and threw them out, creating a huge fog that blocked the line of sight of the Heroic Guard Palace.

The eagle eye of Heroic Spirit Emiya has the ability to transcend visual range, but it does not have attributes such as seeing through or seeing through, and it temporarily lost its field of vision.

But Heroic Spirit Emiya couldn't let the target be lost for too long, and there wasn't much time left for him to pursue, so he might as well use his trump card.

"I am the bone of the sword I hold, and my body is made of nature by the sword. Steel is my body, and flames are my blood. The tide of blood is like iron, and my heart is like glass..."

"Here we come!" Ophelia sat up straight suddenly, and exclaimed loudly: "Gunner is about to activate the treasure!"

Hearing this, Cang Qi Chengzi let go of the accelerator and started to step on the brakes. This was the moment they had been waiting for.

"The proof of the person who inherits the original is the first thing to do..."

Bazzett also reacted immediately, the metal ball in his hand turned into a bright sword surrounded by Bai Lei.

"Ace! Let's start first—go! Slash, Sword of the God of War!!"

"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."

When the backlight sword shot out like a white rainbow piercing the sun, the heroic spirit Emiya just finished chanting his curse.

The world of mental images erodes reality, sweeping in the targets identified by the Heroic Guard Palace, and bringing them to this wasteland where there is only a sword.

After the car stopped, Aozaki Touko and Matou Shiro jumped off immediately, turned around and ran towards the Heroic Emiya.

Although Ying Ling Wei Gong successfully opened the inherent barrier, he was pierced through the chest by Bazett's backlight sword, and he had no time to take precautions.

But this injury is nothing to him now. When he saw Touko Aozaki and Shiro Matou attacking, he immediately wanted to fight.

But before the Heroic Spirit Emiya could make a move, Aozaki Orange's magic eyes burst into dazzling light, with more than 20 lenses cooperating smoothly.

This is an ultra-high-precision magic eye that even Hephaestion can imprison, and the Heroic Spirit Emiya's resistance to magic is very low, so naturally he cannot be exempted from the influence.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!"

In this brief moment, Matou Shirou held the projected sword of slaughter and immortality, roaring and piercing the body of the heroic spirit Emiya.

Ying Ling Wei Gong's movements stopped immediately, and the arm that was about to be raised dropped feebly, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Panting heavily, Matou Shirou stared at Yingling Emiya, and asked uncertainly: "Miss Aozaki, is our battle plan successful?"

"Probably." Aozaki Orange didn't dare to draw a conclusion, and pinched the rune magic warily: "As long as what you project is really useful."

The inherent barrier began to collapse and fade away, and a hazy white light appeared on Heroic Emiya's body, and Aozaki's strategy had achieved the desired effect.

When everyone returned to the present world, the Heroic Guard Palace had disappeared, leaving only a folded page where it stood.

Matou Shirou bent down and picked it up, and the first words he saw were, 'Master, when you pick up this letter, I should be dead. '

"Hey, grandma's family is really at a loss for the price of this mission... No! I'll rip off the old woman when I get back."

Aozaki Touko picked up a cigarette, then noticed Matou Shirou's actions, and moved over curiously.

"What are you looking at? Is this what Gunner left?"

"It should have been written by Gunner before he went to find the Great Holy Grail." Matou Shiro quickly read the contents of the letter, and explained: "There is no information about the Great Holy Grail and human evil, but Gunner has written it in great detail. The spells and usages of his inherent enchantment."

Matou Shirou didn't understand this. Gunner couldn't think that he could also learn this. It was a real magic trick.

"How to use the inherent enchantment?" Aoqi Chengzi immediately looked away. It is a secret technique that others have suppressed. It is best not to peep without permission, let alone she can't learn it at all: "Since it is left to If you are here, then try to practice and watch it, you all play projection anyway.”

"I will." Matou Shirou nodded with a serious expression: "Anyway, this is also Gunner's wish."

In Matou Shiro's view, Gunner is his undoubted comrade-in-arms and partner, and even the mentor who taught him magic.

When Matou Shiro read the end of the letter, especially the last few paragraphs, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

"Master, although I may not have the opportunity to introduce myself to you in person, I still decided to fulfill your wish."

"Hello, my name is Shirou Emiya...yes, it's just what you think, I am you from the parallel world."

Chapter 788 Demon Bodhisattva 5K

Clock Tower, Underground Palace.

El-Melloi II was running as hard as he could with his legs filled with lead, panting like a dog radiating heat in summer.

Gray, who was carrying Illya, was slightly behind by half a body. While running, he kept waving the semi-liberated spear in his hand.

The influence of Sesseiin Kiara has spread to most of the underground palace, and all kinds of monsters hidden in the underground palace have been eroded and transformed into puppets of desire.

Most of these monsters are the product of magic experiments. After being turned into puppets of desire, they are still not as good as the servants, but their quantity makes up for their quality.

In the process of escaping, Gray has liberated the treasure many times, and cleared away the demons and ghosts blocking the way with the hot and bright light cannon of the Holy Lance.

Although these monsters also have immortality, the holy spear can completely turn them into fly ash, making the monsters lose the possibility of regeneration and resurrection.

Therefore, Gray is not worried about the continuous army of monsters, the reason why they move so slowly is all because of Master!

El-Melloi II, a physical loser, would cry even when he climbed a mountain, let alone running violently for such a long time.

Gray didn't want to criticize the master too much, because he was really trying his best to persevere, but let's not mention the speed and other indicators.

If she didn't have to look after Illya, Gray might be able to pick up her master and run around, but it wouldn't be possible to carry him on his back because the height difference is too big.

"Gray, how far are we from reaching the exit? No, I'm really dying. If I keep running, I'll die..."

El-Melloi II's complexion was as pale as paper, and he pressed his palms on the side of his waist and abdomen, trying to relieve the pain of the bifurcation as much as possible.

He vowed to strengthen physical exercise after returning this time, at least get up for a morning run every morning.

Wait, isn't it a bit too frequent every day? Considering the heavy workload of the monarch, it should be once every three days.

"Master, come on! We're almost there, we're almost there...Well, the place we came in is just ahead."

Seeing that Master was about to return home, Gray had no choice but to cheer him up, but he couldn't really tell the actual distance.

In fact, they have just completed more than half of the journey and it will take a long time to reach their destination.

The shortcut they had taken had been blocked due to the fighting, so they now took a different route.

If it weren't for the map in his hand, Gray felt that they might have been trapped here to death.

El-Melloi II also knew that Gray was lying to him, but now he must not stop, and must bring the news back as soon as possible.

"I can't live up to Gunner's sacrifice...Human evil, although I don't know what it is, it's definitely not a good thing."

Just as El-Melloi II was striding forward, the sound of galloping war horses could be heard from a distance from the passage behind, and they were approaching rapidly.

"Huh?" El-Melloi II looked sideways and looked back in confusion. He was immediately frightened to death, and even his slow steps became a little faster.

At the end of the passage, a centaur exuding black energy was rushing towards their group, like a giant war beast.

The centaur was not only tall and burly like a giant, but also had eight arms, which looked like the legendary Shura Yaksha.

"Fuck! What the hell is this!? Could it be another experimental product made by some damn old thing!?"

"Master, he seems to be a Servant!" Gray recognized the identity of the person at a glance: "He is Rider!"

"Rider?" El-Melloi II couldn't help being stunned for a moment, before reacting: "Isn't Rider the Overlord Xiang Yu?"

Although he has never seen this legendary hero, he is undoubtedly a human being, and it is impossible for him to grow up like this.

Rather than saying that he is Xiang Yu, it is more convincing to say that this guy is Chi You, such a demon god's appearance is definitely worthy of the name of a military master.

"I don't know what's going on." Gray shook his head in distress, and explained: "But from the spiritual base induction, it's Rider."

"Well, we don't have time to dwell on this problem now." El-Melloi II said, reaching out to take Illya from Gray's back: "With his speed, we will definitely run away. But his...Gray, please deal with him here!"

"Huh—!" Gray took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "I'll give it a try, Master."

After finishing speaking, Gray turned around and rushed towards Xiang Yu who was running towards him, and began to chant the incantation to unlock the Holy Lance.

"Gray...Rave...Crave...Deprave..."

The half-liberated Holy Lance grew stronger in an instant, and the storm and brilliance intertwined, turning into an indestructible sharp lance in the girl's hands.

Faced with such a threat, Xiang Yu's body was also swept up with black and green turbid magic power, and when his feet trampled on the ground, it even caused the underground palace to tremble.

"Holy Lance, pull out the anchor."

Gray ran into Xiang Yu who was like a city wall to her without hesitation, pointing the holy spear directly at the opponent's chest.

"Shine in, the spear of the end——!"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!!"

Xiang Yu roared and waved his eight arms, and the eight meter-long swords struck firmly on the shooting magic cannon.

The huge force of pulling up the mountain and carrying the cauldron poured out, and at the same time added the impact of the galloping horse, which really shattered the light cannon of the Holy Lance.

If the Lion King riding a war horse were here, the outcome of the two sides might be unpredictable, but Gray is just a sub-servant after all.

However, Xiang Yu was not completely unharmed, and the light beam after the light cannon split also penetrated his huge body that could not be dodged.

But this injury can only be regarded as a minor injury to Xiang Yu, and it can be repaired by the characteristics of the puppet of desire in just one breath.

For Gray, failing to annihilate Xiang Yu in one blow would be regarded as a failure, and there would be no possibility of victory.

Unless, here she uncovers the third layer of seal and completely liberates the ultimate form of the holy gun, but that will pay a very tragic price.

Gray bit his lip, still unable to make up his mind, but raised his holy spear and attacked Xiang Yu, who was like a demon god, again.

"Master, you take someone away quickly, I will hold Rider here!"

"Grey!" El-Melloi II wanted to help, but with his low combat power, he couldn't do anything at all.

He is not a Master either. Even if he wants to use a command spell to help Gray improve her attributes temporarily, he cannot do so. Even his profound knowledge is useless.

However, let El-Melloi II leave Gray and escape alone, as a master, he would never do such a nasty thing anyway.

"Master, after you go out, Miss Luvia can use the command spell to summon me back, but if you stay here, none of us may be able to leave!"

Although he has only followed Master for less than a year, Gray has already figured out El-Melloi II's temperament and knows how to persuade him.

El-Melloi II was immediately shaken when he heard the words, because what Gray said was indeed reasonable, and he couldn't even find a reason to refute the refusal.

However, before El-Melloi II could make up his mind, there were rustling sounds from the surrounding passages, and a new batch of monsters arrived.

Now, El-Melloi II doesn't have to choose at all. With his level as a third-rate bad magician, he will definitely die instantly if he is away from Gray.

El-Melloi II looked around at the blocked roads, hugged the unconscious Illya tightly, and sighed sadly.

"Hey, although I succeeded in avenging Teacher Kenneth, I didn't expect that I would confess to being here, and even dragged Gray in."

El-Melloi II didn't regret the choice he made, but he regretted involving the innocent Gray.

But this is also a false proposition. Without Gray's help, he wouldn't even be able to get to the Great Holy Grail, let alone kill Emiya Kiritsugu.

Just when El-Melloi II was thinking about whether he could find a way to contact Luvia and ask her to take Gray away.

A figure in a blue suit suddenly fell from the ceiling of the underground palace, with a handsome face and crimson hair.

"Hatteres!?" El-Melloi II looked at the guy in front of him who appeared out of nowhere in shock, "Why are you here?"

Gray heard the sound and took a look, and was worried about the safety of the master, and was almost split in half by Xiang Yu's whistling blade when he was distracted.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency the Second." Hateres saluted with a smile, and said without hesitation: "I'm just a little unwilling to give up, so I wanted to look for the Great Holy Grail, but I accidentally saw and heard it. Terrible thing... You should be in need of help now, right?"

After bidding farewell to Hephaistion, Hateres did not leave the clock tower directly, he knew that the law department was hunting him all over the world.

Compared with the outside world, the clock tower is still safer, but staying here is too boring, so he has another idea.

Although the plan of the god Iskandar failed, Hateres was not without gains, and he summed up a lot of experience from it.

Although he hasn't figured out what to do next, but there are always enough precious research materials, so he came to the underground palace.

As a partner of Lord Meastia, Hatteres knew the location of the Great Holy Grail, but he arrived too late.

When Hatreth arrived, Gray's battle with Emiya Kiritsugu was coming to an end, so he carefully hid himself.

If El-Melloi II found out about him, he believed that the other party would definitely not mind letting that little apprentice come up and knock him down.