The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

"Caster, the real Caster appeared in the Weiyuan River."

It's so funny. I just stayed up late for a week and ended up in the hospital. If I hadn't been in good health, I would have died already... I dictated this chapter and someone else typed it for me. It might be a little hard for you to read.

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Chapter 120 Not for My Own Glory

night.

On the Weiyuan River, which was not polluted by neon lights, a figure was floating hunched over on the surface of the lake with rippling black waves.

Caster's two huge eyes seemed to have their own thoughts, moving up and down to scan the increasing number of pedestrians around them.

A brilliant smile appeared on his strange bark-like face, and Caster bowed to the onlookers around him like a true gentleman.

Gilles de Rais's bent body suddenly stood up at a certain moment, and his eyes finally focused.

"As expected, the prologue is over."

The ally who had been willing to blaspheme the gods with him had completed his mission, and now it was time for him to contribute.

Caster hugged the scriptures tightly in his arms, and the lake water beneath him gurgled and bubbled up like boiling water.

Countless tentacles, long and short, densely packed together, popped out from the Weiyuan River, which was rippling with strange colors, and directly wrapped around Caster.

The crowd finally started to riot. I don't know if it was because of the water waves raised by the tentacles that were several meters high or because their sanity was finally exhausted by the dense tentacles.

All the servants, whether they were the dear holy girl or those damned lackeys of the gods, must have been unable to watch this wonderful blasphemous moment because of his ally.

At a certain moment, the boiling water reached its limit, and Caster's body sank suddenly. With the position where he was originally standing as the center, dark purple magic power quickly polluted the surrounding water quality.

The onlookers finally began to feel a little uneasy. A tentacle suddenly emerged from the water, and the flesh covered with densely packed compound eyes grabbed several figures on the shore.

The lingering smell of blood in the air and the body parts left on the spot instantly detonated a bomb of anxiety like sparks.

The gigantic siren that blocks out the sun and sky is a creature that only exists in mythology. Normal people would completely lose their ability to think at the first sight of that dark purple creature, and the fear that comes from the creature's instinct would instantly deprive them of their ability to act.

At this moment, the water of the Weiyuan River Lake was like a bottomless abyss, spitting out the entire body of the mermaid bit by bit.

The sound that came out of the siren's mouth was indescribable. When the siren's body completely left the surface of the Weiyuan River Lake, its dancing tentacles could not wait to sweep across to the unable to move food at its feet.

Having almost given up all control over the Siren, this creature from another world now swept through the surrounding humans purely by instinct.

—Eat! Eat! Eat!

Relying only on the most instinctive will, the siren dragged its huge body, which was dozens of meters tall, and squeezed onto the shore.

—Eat! Eat! It's all food!

———!

This thought was blocked by the sudden pain. The flesh and blood quickly squirmed to fill the wound. The mermaid slowly raised her head and looked at the golden flying object in front of her.

The tentacles stretched out again and pierced the flying object at a speed that was inconsistent with its huge appearance.

Facing the rapidly approaching giant tentacle, especially when seeing the wriggling flesh tentacles that were almost as long as a person, Archer couldn't help but frown with disgust on his face.

Under the cover of golden light, a few cold rays cut through the tentacles of the mermaid.

The second real feeling of pain made the siren scream again, and this time the anger could be felt in her voice.

"Miscellaneous cultivator, who allowed you to wander in this king's courtyard?"

……

No matter who it is, as long as they know Caster a little, they will unanimously label him a madman. That is why no one was surprised when Caster blatantly attacked the Einzbern castle.

But reality has dealt a heavy blow to every criminal who holds such complacent ideas.

In the remotely projected familiar image, the Servant standing in the center of the lake and smiling at the screen is undoubtedly Caster who should be in the Einzbern Castle.

As if she had received relevant information, Artoria, who was originally struggling with the huge sea mill and was evenly matched, suddenly changed her offensive strategy, turned the sword in her hand from defense to offense, and quickly cut off the sea monster's branches.

Seizing the opportunity, Altria exerted force with her feet and used the wind to advance towards the sea demon's brain.

"it's over!"

The sweeping wind blades cut through the sea demon's shell. Artoria held the sword in both hands, and the invisible blade was quickly dyed with a golden halo. The roaring golden torrent instantly submerged the sea demon's entire head.

The inferior sea monster that was originally used to divert attention instantly disappeared under the light of the holy sword.

But before Altria could land steadily, the female knight's body bent like a bow as if hit hard, and she flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Saber!"

The change happened too suddenly, and Irisviel didn't react until Altria rolled over and broke several trees.

The white-haired lady still didn't know that her scream had exposed her hiding place. A figure hidden in the darkness approached rapidly, and an unknown long object with black and red lines hit the woman's head directly.

The air became quiet at this moment, and the stagnant air almost made it hard to breathe.

At this moment, a tongue of fire suddenly appeared in the quiet night, and then the sound of gunfire rang out belatedly.

The bullet, which emitted a faint blue fluorescence, immediately changed the direction of the attack that was originally aimed at Irisviel's head.

After forcing the enemy back with one shot, Emiya Kiritsugu immediately stood up, but before the man could move, he looked up and met a pair of eyes from the darkness.

Lancer?

Emiya Kiritsugu's mind went blank for a moment, and the man's body subconsciously tensed up.

What should be done——

Before this idea could be put into action, Lancer had already shifted his focus for the first time and turned back to the battlefield.

Amidst the bursts of sparks, the bullet was split in two by the black unknown armed force, and the tiny sparks also illuminated the identity of the attacker——

"Berserker!"

Altria stood up with difficulty and took two quick steps to force Berserker back. The girl's fierce eyes were fixed on Berserker.

It was the other party just now, who used the chaotic magic power of the sea monster when it died to launch a fatal sneak attack on her.

This is unlike Berserker's extremely high intelligence. It can be basically concluded that Berserker's Master is nearby observing the situation, and Berserker appeared at such a coincidence -

"You and Caster have reached a cooperation."

Berserker growled and did not answer Altria's question. The girl shook her head. She knew the result of asking this irrational beast.

Several familiar birds flapped their wings and crashed into Berserker's body.

Just as Altria was about to take a step forward, her body suddenly stopped. She turned her head to the side, and the light blue particles formed a human shape.

Menechel's figure quickly moved forward as he appeared, holding a bright silver spear in his backhand, and the golden light connected to the familiar bird on Berserker.

Berserker instinctively stepped back, but the gradually spreading magic power had already swallowed it up.

The red and black magic power swirled and rushed towards the sky.

Release on time

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Chapter 121 Emiya Kiritsugu's Plan

The moment the familiar touched Berserker, Menechel also included it in his attack targets.

With a clean and unreserved blow, the afterglow of the Noble Phantasm instantly engulfed Berserker - this was how it should be.

However, the red and black light belonging to the treasure only lit up symbolically for a moment before quickly going out without Menachere's control.

The blow that was sure to succeed seemed to disappear at this moment, and Menechel seemed to have sent himself to Berserker's attack. The black beast swung the stick in his hand and smashed forward.

As if he suddenly realized something, Menechel immediately changed his moves, changing his spear from stabbing to stabbing, but was blocked by Berserker's armor.

Menechel had no time to dodge and could only turn his head to the side, taking the blow with his shoulder.

But obviously Menechel underestimated Berserker's strength. He only felt his shoulders sink, and then his whole body fell down uncontrollably.

The shadow approached instantly, and Berserker would not give this sudden intruder a chance to breathe. He took the opportunity to attack Menechel's head again.

With a crisp "clang" sound, Berserker's weapon was blocked by the invisible king sword. Menechel raised his spear and stabbed it towards the gap in Berserker's armor.

Berserker was forced to take a few steps back after being attacked by two people. The scarlet light flashing from the gaps in his armor locked onto the two people in front of him.

A beast-like roar accompanied by the squeaking sound of armor rubbing against each other was faintly heard, and the boiling black and red mist instantly enveloped the beast's body.

Menechel stood up straight, facing Altria's inquiring eyes, and reconnected his dislocated arm without changing his expression.

It felt really bad to show such an embarrassing side of myself in front of Altria.

——Lucky E.

Only now did Menechel understand the horror of this attribute.

If it was a different target, or if Menethil wanted to defeat Berserker in the shortest possible time, Menethil would not have shown such an embarrassing side.

“Hey, Al… Saber, be careful.” Minachell stood on guard and reminded the girl beside him: “If I’m not mistaken, that guy is traveling with me.”

Apart from the fact that Berserker possesses a Noble Phantasm Sealing Skill, there is only one possibility left - Berserker is an enemy with Camelot attributes.

The vague black mist rising from Berserker made it impossible for Menchel to see the other party's specific figure - it might be another "Menchel".

Altria's face darkened, and when she understood the meaning of "travel together", her body couldn't help but tense up a little.

It is not what Artoria wants to see any of the Knights of the Round Table fall into a berserker.

Unspeakable black tentacles stretched out from the black mist, replacing Berserker's feet to support his body. Berserker let out a low roar and pounced towards the two.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the dust stirred up by the iron hooves was absorbed by the lightning and gathered under the charge of the chariot. Berserker, who had nowhere to support himself in mid-air, was bent over by the huge force.

The chariot flashing with lightning stopped steadily beside Menechel, and Rider pulled the reins to stop the bull from moving.

The Berserker lying on the ground gradually disappeared, and the addition of the third Servant seemed to make the Berserker's Master finally have some intention of retreating.

“Now is not the time to relax, both of you.” Rider said casually as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness between him and Altria: “Now, stopping Caster is the top priority.”

Even without the constraints of the church, they should know what they should do at this time based on their conscience as human beings.

"If we let that guy leave the water, the consequences will be disastrous."

"That's true. Then I..." Before she could finish her sentence, Altria's face turned stiff, as if she was a monarch who had suddenly received news of a food shortage.

Even though she spoke quietly, the Heroic Spirits present could still hear clearly what the girl said.

"Emiya Kiritsugu."

Obviously, Emiya Kiritsugu is not as insightful as his walker.

But in the end, it was Altria who was left alone, watching Menechel get on Rider's chariot with a sad face, and silently watching the chariot go away.

Suddenly, the thought of disobeying Emiya Kiritsugu's orders arose in Altria's mind, and she struggled with the knight nature that was engraved in her bones.

Looking at Emiya Kiritsugu walking out from his hiding place, Artoria spoke almost word by word:

"Emiya Kiritsugu, if you don't give me a proper explanation, I will definitely kill you."

The solemnity revealed in the calm tone left Emiya Kiritsugu no doubt about his Servant's determination when he said this.

The man raised his hand to stop his wife from trying to defend herself. Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes were as calm as ever.

These sacrifices are permitted for the Holy Grail.

Through the spreading of familiars, Emiya Kiritsugu could roughly discern the battle situation in the center of the Mion River - irrelevant personnel had completely disappeared, whether they were onlookers or the confused Self-Defense Forces, they all became food for Caster's sea monsters.

If Archer hadn't been there, the situation would have continued to escalate at an even worse rate.

Emiya Kiritsugu had expected that Tōsaka Tokiomi would stop Caster due to his status as the guardian of the spiritual vein.

As the oldest king of mankind, the heroic king who possesses the prototypes of all Noble Phantasms, Emiya Kiritsugu wants to know where Archer's limit is.

And Caster's Siren happens to be a good pedal.

[Sword of Promised Victory] can undoubtedly instantly block the disaster brought by Caster, but before that, Saber cannot enter the field in the first place.

It would be great if we could destroy one or even two servants in one fell swoop.

not to mention--

"The primary target now is Berserker."

Emiya Kiritsugu shifted his gaze elsewhere, and in the image of the crystal ball, an old human face suddenly appeared in a sea of ​​green.

At this moment, there is no doubt that it is Berserker's Master.