Magical Comprehensive Travel

On the dusty ground behind Saber, the flying dust was soaked with sufficient moisture. The moisture was not caused by rain, but red blood.

It was a disgusting smell. Surrounded by a sea of ​​blood. What kind of brutal killing did Caster carry out to bring about such an unbearable scene? Saber felt a pain in his heart when he thought of this.

And it was the young and lovely children who were killed. Saber thought of the children who were screaming in fear in the crystal ball. This is what just happened. It happened just a few minutes ago, before Saber flew into the forest.

At that time it was still a living child. Now it's turned into skeletons

"You're finally here. Joan of Arc. I've been waiting for a long time." Caster greeted the stagnant silver-white figure with a hearty smile.

Caster had a smug smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the grand "banquet" he held. Caster stood in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, his dark vestment covered in the blood of the hostages. It made his smile even more terrifying.

"How do you feel when you see this tragic situation? Are you heartbroken? Can you imagine the pain that those innocent and lovely children endured in the end? But Joan of Arc, this is not a real tragedy. Compared with me After losing you, in order to meet you again—"

Saber had nothing to say, nor the heart to listen to Caster's tirade. She wanted to split Caster into two pieces with one sword, and without a moment's hesitation, she took a step towards Caster.

Caster also sensed the killing intent from Saber's moving footsteps, stopped speaking, and suddenly threw his hands from the corners of the robe. What had been hiding in Caster's arms stopped Saber from moving forward again.

The sound of crying stopped Saber, who wanted to charge directly. It was a child, the only surviving child. He was trembling and crying, his small head was tightly held in Caster's hands, as if it would be crushed to pieces by this crazy Servant at any time.

"Oh, Joan of Arc, your angry eyes are really touching." Caster smiled leisurely at Saber.

"Do you hate me that much? Yes, you should hate me. I betrayed God's love, and you will never forgive me. You are more pious to God than anyone else."

"Let go of that kid." Saber ordered Caster's voice to be as cold as a sword.

"This battle for the Holy Grail is to select the Heroic Spirit who is most worthy of the Holy Grail. If you use tactics that taint Heroic Spirits, you will be discarded by the Holy Grail."

"Now that you're resurrected, the Holy Grail is useless to me, Joan of Arc. If you really want to save this child's life." Caster couldn't help laughing, and then, with a disappointed face, softly He released his hand and put the child on the ground.

"Stop crying, child. You should be happy. God's devout believers have come to save you. The omnipotent God has finally appeared. All your friends have not received God's help, only you."

The young child also seemed to understand that the blond girl who came galloping was her savior, and burst into tears. At the same time, he ran straight towards Saber.

The child's little hand grabbed the armor of Saber's leg. Saber touched the child's little hand lightly with her fingertips. The only people who could comfort her with the child in her arms were the surrounding mountains, and now Saber was in a desperate situation. She could no longer prepare for battle while thinking about the safety of her children.

"It's dangerous here. Run away. Run in this direction and you'll see a big castle. There'll be someone there to help—"

With a crunch, the child's back rattled, and the sobs turned into painful wailing.

Saber was dumbfounded, and the tiny body in front of her burst into two halves. And the blood spurted out of the child's body was not actually red.

It was a group of black snakes, with countless snakes circling together. That thing was covered with suckers the size of gills. It was definitely not something as common as a group of snakes. Is it a squid? Or the tentacles of a strange creature similar to a squid.

Those tentacles that were as thick as Saber's wrist instantly stretched out and wrapped around the silver armor, and began to tightly bind Saber's hands and feet.

A monster called from another world, and there was not only one monster that surrounded Saber with the flesh and blood of a hostage. Countless tentacles stretched out one after another from the scattered remains of the hostages, and in an instant, dozens of monsters surrounded Saber.

These monsters are all about the same size. No limbs and no hips. Can't be described in words.

These myriad tentacles have a ring-shaped mouth at their base that resembles a shark's mouth, with razor-sharp teeth. Although the origins of these creatures are unknown, these are by no means natural creatures. It could be a creature living in another world that doesn't obey the laws of nature.

"I should have told you in advance, so be prepared next time you see me."

Caster laughed wickedly, and a thick book appeared in his hands, the cover of the book wet and shining. There was a human skin on it. It looked like an ordinary book to the naked eye, but Saber used his lightning-like senses to sense that a huge magical power was surging around that book and spread to the four dramas. Without a doubt, it was Caster's Noble Phantasm.

Admiring Saber's struggling gesture, Caster smiled morbidly.

"Joan of Arc, look at your current posture, so helpless, pitiful, you have always believed in the almighty god."

boom! A torrent of magic power spewed out from Saber's thin body, and in just an instant, all the monsters entangling her body were smashed into pieces. The invisible sword in his hand pointed at Caster, Saber's beautiful emerald green pupils were already filled with endless anger.

"It doesn't matter if you get extra Command Spells, the Holy Grail War or whatever, the meaning of my existence with this sword is to completely destroy you!"

"Yoyo, Jeanne..." Caster was shocked by Saber's majesty, and there was a slight gasp. His expression was neither shaken nor fearful, but somewhat confused and overwhelmed.

"It's noble, righteous and awe-inspiring... Saintess. Even the gods are inferior to you in front of you!" Caster's voice was very happy, but suddenly fell silent again. Taking this as a signal, the tentacles of the brittle monster killed Saber like an avalanche.

"I have defiled my love! I have fallen into the quagmire of love! Holy maiden!"

Swords swung and wild laughter kicked off this life-and-death struggle.