"Why bother?"
Joan, who slowly sank into the darkness, finally closed her eyes. She knew that Caster would not hurt her, so she wanted to launch a final attack and pull Caster back to the Heroic Spirit Throne. However, she did not expect a Heroic Spirit to sneak attack her.
"That's good. Just stay together like this and sweep away all the enemies. When you wake up, you'll truly be free from the control of the suppressive force.”
Caster let go of Joan and wrapped her with magic. He would never let Joan suffer any harm. Dilumudo, who had caused the hideous wound, did not use the indestructible yellow rose, but the magic-breaking red rose to attack her. However, the incredible existence of the Servant was not a fragile human, but a summoning made of magic and magic.
The wounds on Caster's body were immediately filled with blood and powder. The tender flesh was covered, and other than a little white skin, there was nothing strange about it.
Joan was now a follower, and her huge magic power was flowing rapidly in accordance with the contract of the Eight Cloud Traces. The quality of the magic power converted by the Eight Cloud Traces was better than that of the magicians in this world. Because the Fantasy Village where the Eight Cloud Traces was located used the magic system, all the miraculous magic in this world was lost due to the suppression. Compared to magic, magic was much more advanced, and the quality of the magic power was quite high.
" Devour all the followers and find the small holy grail, the monster from Cthulhu-"
Caster shouted. Through the eyes of countless tentacle monsters, he saw the world that had been conquered.
" To welcome my victory-"
The huge monster roared and extended its limbs. It rolled up the building and began to destroy the entire Winterwood City.
Demonic energy permeated the air, and many buildings were submerged. On the streets, there was a sea of fire, and many tentacle monsters were wandering around. These monsters were all from R'lyeh. The texts left behind by the ancient evil gods to descend into this world were finally put to use today. Once the door was opened, the magic power would not come from the master, but the power of starlight. The rulers of the past were sleeping on distant planets, and they really controlled this world through starlight.
Suddenly, a meteor flew across the sky. It was similar to Fei. A colored arrow.
But tonight, it was not strange no matter what happened.
The crimson cross stretched hundreds of meters into the sky, like the Holy Cross of the Christian Church, but it revealed endless evil.
Boom!
Bringing along a huge red fireball, Gilgamesh crashed into the mysterious tentacle monster and disappeared.
Like a wave, the flames burned the huge beast, and everything around it burned violently. Reality technology could also create such a spectacular scene, but the intense heat produced by such evil flames was unimaginable. The tentacle monster that was dozens of meters long felt pain and stretched. Countless tentacles slapped out, and the flames burned the tentacles and the asphalt on the road. Countless buildings were swept by the flames, leaving behind countless broken walls.
"This is…"
He thought of the long sword just now. Guns! The spectating masters all sucked in a breath of cold air. A single relic had taken care of Gilgamesh, who had countless true forms of relics. Even though they did not see Gilgamesh disappear, he was either dead or half-crippled.
Violent scarlet The red flames seemed to be stained with blood, and the red fog in the sky also affected this place. The masters suddenly seemed to realize what was hidden in the red fog. How evil were those eyes? The scarlet eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light.
- Immortal.
Or perhaps there was a more accurate name for it-Death Apostle.
There were twenty-seven Death Apostles in this world, and each of them could cause a bloody storm in human society. In order to resist the attacks of the Death Apostles, humans formed a church. However, this church seemed to be useless now. There were only two priests left in Dongmu City. One of them was currently confronting the undead in the Chinese restaurant Hongzhou Banquet Hall-Mount Tai.
Even though it was still during the Holy Grail War, Yan Fengqili had just taken a bite of the Mapo Tofu when the Undead ran in front of him and shattered the glass door, scaring away the customers like Yan Fengqili. Only then did he realize that Winterwood City had already been occupied by the Death Apostles. Then, he used his Bajiquan stance and directly crushed his way through.
The other priest, Yan Fengqili, had a grim expression on his face. Before he could put down his communicator, he had already reported the anomaly in Winterwood to the church headquarters. The door behind him was pushed open by the immortals.
"Requesting backup!"
Putting down the communicator, Yan Fengli was rolling up her white sleeves and making the same gesture as Yan Fengqi. Her movements were sharp. The priest, who was almost a hundred years old now, was still the same as before, even more powerful than sixty years ago. He recalled the Holy Grail War sixty years ago. There were dozens of immortals in sight, and some even became low-level vampires. However, this was not a problem because there was a saying in the Chinese Dynasty: the world is peaceful with the Taiji, and the world is stable with the eight poles of martial arts.
At this point, the Holy Grail War had reached its climax.
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