Her arm was twisted 180 degrees, and cold sweat dripped down from Yan Feng's forehead.
Not far away, Wu Mi flipped over and picked up the gun that had fallen to the ground. She seemed to have gained some confidence as she held the gun and aimed it at Navenmore.
Niven Moore looked at Wu Mi's actions in amusement. Guns were no different from scrap metal to Heroic Spirits.
Hah... It was the breathing of a demon. A pitch-black flower bloomed beside Wu Mi, turning the space around her into nothingness.
"Don't move around, or I can't guarantee your safety.”Navenmore shook a finger and smiled at Wu Mi.
Wu Mi, who clearly understood the difference in strength between the enemy and herself, put away the gun in her hand and stood there obediently.
Niven Moore nodded in satisfaction at Wu Mi's understanding of the situation. Then, he turned his gaze to Yan Feng, who was under his control.
"Now, Mr. Priest, can you introduce yourself?”Holding the black key with one hand and casually throwing it aside, Navenmoor controlled the elegant gesture with the other as he spoke with a smile.
"Yan Fengqili, Assassin's master has withdrawn from the Holy Grail War because his Servant was defeated.”Yan Feng replied calmly.
"Oh, Assassin's master? If he lost his heroic spirit, then what was it?”His gaze drifted casually to the edge of the forest, and the moment he finished speaking, Navenmore's body disappeared.
What the hell! The two Assassins who were hiding at the edge of the forest and rushed over when they sensed that their master was in danger were stunned. They also saw Navenmore's figure.
"Are you looking for me?" The two Assassins who were hiding in the bushes felt a palm on their shoulders.
When was that?
The two Assassins had been fighting for a long time, after all. In just an instant, two long blades that were emitting a cold light tore through the air.
Spinning, just like how Yanfeng Qili had dealt with Navenmoor earlier, the two long blades slid upwards diagonally, the crafty arc absolutely sealing off all the movement trajectories of the person behind him.
If he couldn't avoid it, he would definitely be hit!
The two Assassins thought it was only natural that they had the right to be arrogant as they were first-class assassins.
However, the saber missed…The two sabers that were supposed to be embedded in the enemy's abdomen on the left and right collided with each other, making a clear sound.
The two Assassins did not have time to think about why. In just a moment, the endless darkness swallowed them completely.
So this is how he killed my Assassin that night?
Yan Feng looked at the blooming black flower with a bitter expression. This heroic spirit was really strong! He was not even inferior to the Hero King…
Wu Mi was already very familiar with Shadow Destruction. She had even had two " intimate encounters " with it. The taste of death that was within her reach was something she would never forget.
...…
Caster lowered his head, and his dead fish-like eyes were about to pop out of their sockets due to anger.
The " Luomin City's Book " in his hand had a hideous scar on the cover of the book. It was as if the skin of a wounded human had been rolled up. This was the damage caused by the Lancer's Demon-breaking Wild Rose.
The countless aberrations on the ground instantly liquefied. The monsters that were originally created from the flesh of the sacrifices once again turned into blood and scattered. The moment the magic power supply of the " Luomin City Book " was cut off, they all lost the power to materialize in their physical bodies.
"You fellow-you fellow, you fellow…!”
In his despair, Caster's expression was so twisted that he rolled his eyes and was furious. Lancer smiled at him.
"How is it? If Saber retrieved his left hand, it would be as easy as lifting a finger.”
However, Saber was not in the mood to joke around like Lancer.
Until the victor was decided, all that echoed in her mind were the final screams and tears of the children who had been torn apart and slaughtered.
“... Be prepared, evil.”
The Knight King quietly spat out an angry voice while raising the golden sword with his right hand. The tip of the sword was pointed at Caster.
The spellbook in Caster's hand had returned to its original state, and he began to chant the incantation again.
"Struggle before death!"
In order to defeat his opponent before the chant, Saber raised his sword with one hand and charged forward.
A flood of mana burst out, and a blood-red mist surrounded Saber, instantly blocking his vision.
"Bastard…What a despicable fellow."
Saber muttered angrily as he summoned the Wind King Barrier from the surrounding atmosphere. A quiet wind immediately blew from all directions, blowing away the filth of the blood mist. When he summoned the Wind King's Guardian and the two Servants who had concealed their sword form and restored their vision, Caster's spirit body had disappeared, let alone his figure.
“Lancer。What's wrong?"
Saber was not angry at the fact that Lancer could have easily chased after the enemy, yet he had watched Caster escape. Instead, he asked calmly. Looking at the drastic change in his expression, it was obvious that something had happened.
"My master is in danger…Looks like he left me behind to attack your base.”
Lancer explained with difficulty. Saber had a rough idea of what was going on, and he looked depressed.
"In the end…Was everything going according to Qiesi's expectations?”
It was not his intention. She didn't intend to completely deny the idea. However, Qiesi had set up a cold trap, and the Knight King's unshakable faith on the battlefield. It was an existence that could not be tolerated no matter what.
"It must be my Master's masterpiece…Lancer, hurry up. Hurry up and save your master."
When faced with Saber's unhesitating urging, the spearman was first dumbfounded, then he lowered his head deeply. To Saber, that was obviously the same as opposing her master. Stalling Lancer here to buy time to kill his master was the only way to win the Holy Grail War.
However, if that was the case, there was no need for Lancer to fight Caster to save Saber. He didn't think he was stupid, so he didn't think Saber was stupid either.
Knight King, I'm sorry."
"It's nothing. The two of us swore to have a duel between knights. Let's carry out that glory together.”
Lancer nodded slightly and disappeared in his spirit form. Just like that, he turned into a whirlwind and sped towards the castle in the depths of the forest.
Saber sighed as she watched Lancer leave. She lowered her hand that was holding the Holy Sword, but she quickly lifted it up again.
"This magic power?" In the distance, cold mana erupted without restraint, wreaking havoc. Saber could not help but turn pale with fright. He did not expect that other than Caster and Lancer, there would be other Heroic Spirits attacking Ainsberg.
"Wait a minute…This magic power is..." Saber's eyes widened. He seemed to have thought of something, and his worried expression turned into one of gnashing teeth.
“Creatro...”Saber's figure disappeared from the bloody battlefield as he cursed.
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