Magical Comprehensive Travel

Breathing heavily, he swung his sword, and the wound on his left hand caused by "The Yellow Rose that must be destroyed" began to slowly flow blood again. Saber's brows were slightly wrinkled, but he endured the pain of his wrist, and he swung the sword again to place the one in front of him. Only the monster was cut in half.

Damn, how can it be endless... Looking around, seeing that the number of monsters is not decreasing, but increasing, Saber can't help but feel powerless.

"Could it be..." Saber guessed the worst possibility, looking at the human book that was glowing faintly in Caster's hand.

"It's so nostalgic, Jeanne. Everything is the same as before."

Caster had a dazed expression as if he was looking at the holy painting, watching Saber's battle that became more and more miserable.

"Even in the danger of being outnumbered, you will never be afraid or give in. Your eyes have never doubted victory. You really haven't changed. There is no doubt that your noble fighting spirit and noble soul are located in Evidence of being Joan of Arc. Obviously so..."

Full of nonsense as usual. But Saber suppressed his anger and single-mindedly killed the miscellaneous soldiers in front of him. To refute each other sentence by sentence will only be in the enemy's arms.

"Why, why haven't you woken up yet? Do you still believe in the protection of God? Do you think a miracle will come to save you in such a desperate situation? - What a sigh! You forgot the battle of Gongbi love Did you forget to push you from the pinnacle of glory to the trap of the **** who destroys hell? Even if you suffered so much insult, are you still willing to be a god's string puppet?"

I really want to shut that nonsense mouth. I really want him to know what kind of verdict will be accepted for taking the child's life because of a vain delusion - even if he thinks so, the tip of the sword can't touch him at all. Saber was blocked by a wall of countless monsters that pressed up, and every time he was killed, more appeared, which made Saber extremely distressed.

"Such an embarrassing appearance can humiliate your Saber's name." A frivolous voice sounded, accompanied by red and yellow light.

"Lancer, why..."

"Make no mistake, Saber." Lancer stopped Saber from continuing with his sharp eyes.

"The only order I was instructed by the Master today was to defeat Caster. I didn't accept any instructions against you. In that case, I think it's best to fight together here. What do you think?"

Saber didn't ask him why. Just nodded to Lancer, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and stood to his right. Saber stopped paying attention to the left and held the sword to the right. Now she has the most trustworthy left arm.

"Let's be clear about Lancer first. My left hand can knock down a hundred of these trash fish."

"Hmph, it's not a problem at this level. You can be left-handed today." The two heroic spirits joked with each other and rushed towards the gathered monsters. The sword and the two magic spears cut through the swarms of tentacles that stretched out from all directions.

"You bastard, dare to disturb me!"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say. Demon heresy." Lancer stared coldly at the indignant Caster, pointing the tip of his left pistol at him.

"Who made you so arrogant, Saber's head is a medal destined to hang under my gun. You want the fisherman to profit and steal the fruits of victory. This is a shameless act that is spurned on the battlefield."

Because of Lancer's addition, Saber got a turning point in the battle, but in front of Einzbern's castle gate, a figure in black robes stood slowly.

"It's a shame to be involved in the Holy Grail War with a fellow like you." He gnashed his teeth and raised his face to be Lancer's Master Kenneth.

The vigilance of the smug magician who had spent all his efforts was shattered like a joke. He was expecting a dignified confrontation between magicians, but he did not expect that he would be dealt with by such despicable means. Proud, proud Kenneth is really unbearable.

"What can a despicable little trick bring you? Emiya Kiritsugu, I want you to know that in front of a real magician, all you can do is die sadly!"

Kenneth smiled defiantly and put the large ceramic bottle under his arm on the ground. As soon as he left his hand, the bottom of the bottle sank heavily into the ground. This bottle is carried by the technique of weight reduction. The actual weight is close to one hundred and forty kilograms.

"Fervor, meisanguis." (Boil, my blood) accompanied by whispering chants, the silver-white matter that seemed to have life twisted and spread, and the strange light was refracted and swept across Kenneth's eyes. It's endless tyranny.

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At the same time, in the jungle of Einzbern, the battle of the three Servants continued.

"It doesn't look good." Lancer's low voice sounded. At this moment, he and Saber stood back to back, like the closest comrades in arms, and they were surrounded by countless disgusting monsters waving tentacles.

"Hehe, Lancer, are you afraid?" Saber was still joking.

"How come, I wouldn't mind if there are a thousand more at this level." The red and yellow spear in his hand exuded a dazzling light, but a simple wave of it turned a large group of monsters into pieces. It's just that the splashed flesh slowly wriggled again, and then returned to its original shape again.

"How do you see it, why do you feel disgusting." Saber said with a look of disgust as he slashed the monster in front of him into pieces.

"There is no end to this, except for the surprise, which is really admirable." Although Lancer is still not showing signs of exhaustion, the muttering sounds really helpless.

There is no sign of a winning trend. There were obviously two knight-class Servants showing their might, but the number of monsters who were summoned again and filled the loopholes in the encirclement had not decreased until now.

"It's that magic book, Lancer. As long as there is his Noble Phantasm... this battle situation will not change."

"I see, that's what happened." Hearing Saber's whispers, Lancer sighed dejectedly.

"However, if you want to knock the book out of that guy's hand, you have to break through the wall made of trash no matter what."

"If I can get close, I can definitely destroy that magic book in one fell swoop with the help of the magic-breaking red rose in my hand."

"Is that so, Lancer, I'm here to open a path in one breath, this is the only chance. Lancer, can you run as fast as the wind?" Saber said in a dignified tone, holding the golden holy sword in his hand. on.

"That's extremely simple, it won't disappoint you." Lancer waved the two guns in his hand and said confidently.

"What are you whispering about? Is it the last prayer?"

Caster mocked the two Servants calmly. It is not him who is fighting Saber and the others now, it can be said that it is his Noble Phantasm "Luomincheng Teaching Book".

Caster is like a spectator watching the fight in the safety circle. It's just graceful and poised, and at most it's just a mockery to stimulate the enemy's nerves. It's enough for his "attack" to reach this level.

"Terror! Despair! The 'number gap' that can be overcome by force alone is limited. Haha, do you feel humiliated? Be crushed and suffocated by ghosts who have neither glory nor reputation! For heroes, no more There is nothing more shameful than this!"

Accompanied by Caster's clamor, numerous monsters screamed again.