Zongman: Playing Orochimaru from Ghost Slayer

Yunhai opened the live broadcast room and slowly walked out from the shadows. The two who were confronting each other also found this unexpected guest.

After the first broadcast in January, there were not many people in the live broadcast room, only sporadic barrage.

"I was still looking forward to the Huajie chapter, but you went to the tm dressing month?"

"As soon as I came in, I saw my king!"

"What is this, can someone explain it, I haven't seen it!"

"Isn't anyone paying attention to Payne Tiandao? This guy is from the studio next door to TM!?"

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Emiya Kiritsugu, who was holding a gun in the distance as the sixth son, also cast his gaze on Yunhai. This man appeared without warning, did he ambush here long ago or did he have the ability to block breath?Even Saber couldn't detect his breath.

The blond girl tightly held the invisible great sword in her hand, and asked first, "Are you also a servant who was invited to fight?"

This person is none other than King Arthur who descended as a Saber, the monarch whom Lancelot is loyal to - Arturia.

Although he couldn't understand why King Arthur appeared as a flat-chested girl, Yun Hai didn't care about it, he only cared about the still standing hair on King Arthur's head.

In this world where the probability of encountering faces is extremely high, Dayan Meng, who also came in the Holy Grail War, mistook King Arthur for a French village girl. After searching curiously in Yunhai, he found that it was indeed easy to admit his mistake.

Arturia, Nero, Joan of Arc, and Mordred were all carved out of the same mold. Apart from the daily living habits, only the iconic dull hair and flat body can be distinguished. Over time, there are also dull Mao Wang said.

The black Xiaopao fluttered in the wind, Yunhai nodded, then shook his head, and seeing the confused faces of the crowd, he said: "I am not a follower, but I am indeed here on invitation."

"As the master, you have such courage! Admire! But I still have a battle with Saber, I hope you can wait here."

Lancer praised that even if the camps are different, it does not hinder his appreciation of the sea of ​​clouds.

But the faces of the masters who watched the battle in the dark were all dark. Although it was Diarmuid's unintentional words, the speaker did not intend to listen to them. They subconsciously thought that Lancer was implying that they were cowardly.

The rider stood on the bridge, and the Heroic Spirit's own eight-fold mirror vision allowed him to easily see the battlefield, and the person lying beside him was his master, the winner of life, Weber Velvet.

"Oh? Is there a new servant? I can't tell his class at all. Could it be Caster?" Rider looked at Yunhai standing aside with interest.

"Which Caster will appear here swaggeringly, Gandalf?" Weber complained feebly, not expecting his followers' guesses.

"Hahaha, you're right. Could it be Berserker? You can't tell at all." Rider laughed boldly, ignoring Weber's resentful eyes.

After Yun Hai heard Lancer's words, he nodded slightly, taking it as his acquiescence, and the two resumed their previous confrontation again.

But this time, no one came to disturb them, and everyone held their breath for fear of missing this battle.

The next second, the two shot at the same time, and the splash of water under the high-speed movement obscured everyone's sight. After a crisp sound, the weapons had already collided.

The two unanimously used cold weapons for a duel in martial arts. As the heroic spirits chosen by the Holy Grail, even without the use of Noble Phantasms, their combat power should not be underestimated.

The shadows of swords and swords were set off in the rain, and the sound of clashing gold and iron echoed in this deserted street. Just the aftermath of the fight had already caused the surrounding buildings to interweave with cracks, and the sea of ​​clouds was boiling with blood.

Irisviel, who also watched the battle from a close distance, looked at the scene with a pale face, and Yunhai also observed the lady for a while.

The snow-like long hair is scattered freely, the tender white skin can be broken by blows, and a pair of ruby ​​​​pupils are full of worries about Saber. Perhaps because of the weather, he is wearing high-end fur that is obviously expensive Made winter clothes, covering her better figure.

Sensing Yunhai's sight, Irisviel stepped back vigilantly, and also looked at this man.

His not-so-tall body was hidden in a black robe embroidered with red clouds, and there were nail-shaped black patches across the bridge of his nose and ears, which was of no use.

And those weird and ruthless eyes seemed to see through her own essence, and Irisviel involuntarily tightened her clothes.

In this Holy Grail War, Irisviel served as Saber's acting master, and also served as the Little Holy Grail.

On the surface, the Lesser Holy Grail is the object of contention in this Holy Grail War, the "Holy Grail" that has the power to instantly grant any wish.

In fact, it is only used to store the souls of dead servants, and is used as a key to the "root".

But at this time the Holy Grail has been polluted, which also means that Irisviel's fate is death anyway.

"System, is there any way to take out the Little Holy Grail?"

"Kill her, wait until her body turns into the Little Holy Grail, open the Great Holy Grail, and let the system recover all the evils in this world, and use that power to reshape her body."

Yun Hai raised his eyebrows, he just asked casually, this system directly set the process of this Holy Grail War.

"If the host wants to bring Tohsaka Sakura out of this world, all the evil in this world is also a necessary condition."

Yun Hai frowned, and once again shifted his gaze to Irisviel, his heart was moved by the system's words.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't notice Irisviel's abnormal state. Just now, he discovered Lancer's master and the servant Assassin who was thought to be dead.

After giving his female assistant the order to keep an eye on Assassin, he turned his attention to the battlefield again.

The protagonists of the battlefield, Lancer and Saber, also returned to the state of confrontation at this time, but the broken streetlights and the concrete floor full of gullies all indicated that a fierce battle had just taken place here.

"My lord, take back your gaze!"

Saber said in a deep voice, apparently Yunhai's impolite behavior caused her displeasure.

Yun Hai looked away as if nothing had happened, and then fixedly stared at King Dai Mao.

Saber:  …

"It's been too long, Lancer! You are allowed to use the Noble Phantasm, kill Saber quickly!"

Kenneth's voice came from nowhere, and Lancer dropped the short gun when he heard it, and the long gun in his hand took off its camouflage, exuding a blood-red light.

"Are you still planning to hide that sword, Saber!" Lancer had a smile on his face. The evenly matched battle with Saber made him feel very good. Although he couldn't name the name he was proud of, the opponent won him Appreciate.

Saber tightly shook the invisible sword in her hand, and answered Lancer with practical actions.

"It seems that your name is related to that sword, let me reveal its true face!"

"Unfortunately, you have no chance to see the true face of the sword. Before that, I will end this battle!"

Not to be outdone, Saber replied, clasping the Invisible Sword tightly with both hands in a stance.

Lancer chuckled lightly, and said solemnly: "Next, it's life and death, Saber!"