Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!

Chapter 712 712. Influence! (4K)

"Wake up quickly."

Hearing the shouts, Flatt fell to the ground and struggled to open his eyes.

Jack, whose wrist turned into a watch, was calling to him anxiously.

"What am I?"

Mingming was sitting around the campfire with his classmates before, but suddenly he lost consciousness.

Saber's tall body stood nearby. Most of the students who were still talking to him had fallen to the ground.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Tohsaka Rin and Sakura stood nearby, looking at acquaintances falling one after another and thinking about solutions.

It happened so suddenly that they didn't even know what happened.

"Sister. Everyone."

"Dead."

When Sakura said those words, Rin fell silent.

(It is the realm of death and they are all bound.)

(Human life itself is such a fragile life.)

Ishtar's explanation also made Rin very irritated.

"If that's the case, why are Sakura and I fine?"

(How do I know?)

She said that, but she actually knew it.

This container and the girl next to it are entangled with the power of light of the planet, which will protect the parties involved from external forces.

But that's all

As long as you are in this area, physical death will continue to strike.

"Bang!!"

The frozen gunfire passed through the head, freezing all the emerging blades.

"!"

"enemy?"

Rin and Sakura were both stunned as they looked at the blade that appeared out of thin air in shock.

(Forget it about these two people, what happened to him?)

Although Ishtar probably understood the current situation, he still didn't understand how Flat was able to stay safe.

This person is a bit strange, but he can't be so alive in this space that is soaked in "death".

"roar"

But at this moment, a low neighing sound was heard. Everyone looked up and saw a huge figure appearing not far away.

"dragon?"

It was said to be a dragon, but its shape was a bit weird.

"Something troublesome is coming."

Hearing Saber speak for the first time, everyone looked up at it.

"But...it's not impossible to solve."

Omegamon looked at the dragon that was bigger than itself and showed no sign of weakness.

Is it because of its existence that this kind of "death" is coming?

However, it is always just one of the causes of death.

It can still handle it.

…………

"Crack."

The men fell to the ground one by one. Orlando was furious but could do nothing.

Unknown influences were occurring, and even he himself was in danger.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, and countless bullets came.

The killer whose face he couldn't see clearly appeared on the roadside.

"!"

The body in the coat was carried, and Orlando then saw Saitama moving him to the top of the building.

"Huh? What happened to those guys? Where did they come from?"

Puzzled, Saitama raised his hand and looked at the black shadow of the factory below and said strangely.

It suddenly appeared in just a moment.

"Your face is so dark, you can't see your expression at all. Are you in arrears with rent?"

"If that's the case, it would be better to apologize properly."

Looking at his master, Saitama then said suspiciously.

"If it's really just a case of defaulting on the rent, then it would be an easy thing to solve."

Standing up, Orlando laughed angrily at what Saitama said.

As a police chief, there is no way he could be in such a state of despair, right?

Besides, it’s not like he lives in a rented house.

"Wow!"

The strange black energy formed a human shape again.

But unlike the previous state of holding guns, this time they all turned into "howitzers".

"!"

Located on the top of the building, completely surrounded, Orlando frowned.

What is going on?

The true identity of these guys?

It's not uncommon in America to suddenly pull out a gun.

But this person can resist the "howitzer" with one hand and one shoulder. It would be a bit scary if the troops from the military base were not involved.

To use such an array to deal with him, a police chief, is a bit of a "serious burial".

"Bang!!!!"

There is no room for dialogue, the enemy has launched an attack.

"Assassin!"

There was no time to say anything else, Orlando could only ask Saitama to help.

In the final analysis, magicians are only a little more powerful than ordinary people. If they are hit by modern weapons without defense, they will still die.

"boom!!!"

The building collapsed due to the inexplicable explosion, and Saitama grabbed Orlando again and ran away.

As soon as they stood on their feet, Saitama and Orlando discovered something even more bizarre appeared around them.

"?"

This time they were not fighting "howitzers" on their shoulders, but the barrels of a bunch of tanks were aimed at the tall building they were standing on.

"How is that possible?"

His face changed with shock, Orlando couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

If you say someone pulls out a gun, he can still understand.

But isn’t this “tank” that suddenly appeared a little too weird?

No matter what, this is not a weapon that can be deployed in the city, right?

"It seems like things are getting worse step by step."

Although he still didn't understand the reason, Orlando knew that he was in serious trouble when he thought of the strange ways his subordinates died.

These things are coming for him

If this goes on, he suspects that the tanks will be followed by fighters.

Fighters are not good enough, so missiles are coming.

Although that idea is a bit scary, it is not impossible.

"Assassin, destroy all of them."

Although he will not be in trouble with Saitama's cover, there is no guarantee that a disaster will affect the city.

I don't know if anyone survived. Orlando is worried that these "troublemakers" coming for him will harm others.

"Bang!!!"

Before the muzzle sounded, Saitama directly dismantled it with his bare hands.

"It's a real entity"

Seeing Saitama's easy way, Orlando frowned.

Although the previous pistol and howitzer had explained it, he still couldn't understand it.

The entity appeared out of thin air.

What is the principle?

The death of his subordinates. Waves of escalating threats.

It seems that everything appeared to kill him.

(A noble phantasm of a certain Heroic Spirit?)

(If he is not a Heroic Spirit of Dragon Ball War, he should not resort to such petty means.)

Estimating the possibility, Orlando suddenly felt something was not right.

There was no reason for those transcendent Servants to use such a "toy" to mess with him.

If they really wanted to kill him, it would be more convenient to go to Assassin's house and fight him directly.

Looking around, trying to find suspicious points.

The city was filled with an ominous atmosphere.

It was clearly morning, but the sun's light did not reach the streets.

It was as if this city had been disconnected from the outside world.

(Is it an inherent barrier or an illusion?)

He could only guess in this direction, as Orlando was very familiar with magic.

But in the blink of an eye, he found a drop of bright red blood at his feet.

"Tick."

He reached out to wipe the bridge of his nose, and the blood on his fingers revealed the bad fact.

"Hmm?!"

The body's functions are dying.

This time it was not an external physical injury, but an internal one.

He didn't even know when something had happened.

When he realized this, he could only stare with bloodshot eyes.

Even if he mobilized the magic power in his body to run the circuit, it still seemed insignificant.

"Hmm?"

Saitama looked back at him and jumped up after realizing something was wrong.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you going to the hospital?"

As he walked in, he found Orlando in a dying state, and Saitama quickly helped him up.

But at this moment, many strange creatures appeared next to him again.

Weird

"Ah, I'm not in the mood to accompany you now."

Looking at the group of various weirdos, Saitama knocked them down in an instant.

"Ala, he's dying."

A joyful voice sounded, and Francesca kept approaching from a distance. Seeing Orlando in a bad situation, she spoke.

"The Master is going to die, aren't you worried?"

Looking at Saitama who was calm, Francesca asked.

She didn't expect someone to dare to play so big

Creating such a huge death space, reproducing the "death" of life.

To be honest, it was a bit threatening to Francesca.

It's nothing if it's just the death of the body, but she was afraid of some kind of death that could target the soul.

So in order to protect herself, she looked for a way to escape.

Back to Orlando, there was indeed a phenomenon beyond her expectations.

"Take him to my secret base."

"In that direction, about 20 kilometers."

"If it's you, should you be able to jump up?"

Not wanting to delay too long, now is not a good time to watch the show, Francesca raised her hand and pointed to the sky and said.

"Secret base?"

"Yeah, no problem."

Looking at the sky, although there was no clear sight, Saitama felt that it was not a difficult task to jump to that height.

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

"Take me with you."

"I can still save Orlando."

Francesca said with a smile.

"What? You're scared too."

"Uh"

But then she saw Saitama staring at her and saying those subtle words.

Unable to refute

Or rather, even if she wanted to explain something, it would be a bit awkward now.

"Huh!"

"There it is."

The collar was grabbed, and before she could say anything more, Saitama carried Orlando on his back and lifted her up with one hand, slightly bent his knees and jumped up.

The peripheral vision kept changing

(Sure enough. There's something wrong with this guy.)

The shadows that kept appearing below were all targeting Francesca and Orlando.

But what concerned her was that this heroic spirit had not been disturbed too much from beginning to end.

This was somewhat impossible in theory.

Any life will have a moment of end.

Not to mention species like humans

But the problem is that Francesca only observed the group of monsters appearing, but even so, they were easily dealt with by Assassin.

Plague?

Weapons of destruction?

None of them are related to Assassin (Saitama).

Obviously, the people in that city will lose their lives due to various causes of death.

Why is this heroic spirit not hurt at all?

Look at Orlando as the master, he is almost dead, but he is still alive and kicking.

It makes people feel incredible.

But this thought didn't last long when he heard Saitama's surprised voice.

"It seems like you jumped a little low?"

"Is this what you care about?"

"It's okay, just try again."

Just like riding a roller coaster, he landed on the ground again. Saitama adjusted his posture and was about to jump up, but was interrupted by Francesca.

"Are you getting older?"

"ha?"

When this person said this, Saitama still had some unclear meaning.

Wouldn't it be better to say that he can be seen as old from his appearance?

"We'll talk about those details later, so hurry up and leave!"

Those "death-causing" factors nearby appeared again, and Francesca didn't want to leave the scene just like that.

……………

"What's going on with that bald head?"

Orochi could hear Gaia's obviously confused tone.

"How come there was no other cause of death for him other than old age?"

Initially, it looked like there were difficulties for all parties involved, but it still felt like it was going quite smoothly.

But now seeing Saitama's state, Gaia is directly a question mark.

Obviously, it seems to be going well against the heroic spirits of Saber and Lancer.

Why can this Assassin be so "rogue"?

The realm of death constructed by Goetia gives life the essence of "destruction".

that is, the death that brings about the annihilation of the individual

Whether it's physical or mental, it's spread across all areas.

Take humans for example. People will die from injuries, illnesses, and even be killed.

And this space is where the factors most likely to cause their death emerge.

Especially for heroic spirits, as long as the death in life is repeated, there is a high probability that the ending will be repeated.

Even if there is no such death, phenomena that can bring oneself closest to death will appear.

Based on this, Gaia gave Goetia the green light to provide magic convenience.

I think it's well worth trying.

The effect seems to be good, at least it is difficult for most people to prevent it.

But something seems to have happened to Assassin here.

The "death" he himself imagined was not that intense.

It is neither a powerful enemy nor a disease that can kill it.

It's pure "aging".

This made Gaia a little thoughtful and frightened.

People get old, that's okay.

But the problem is that this heroic spirit will only perish due to "old age and death", which is very bad for it.

"Forget it. It can be considered as further reducing his strength."

"You can't recover even if you escape."

Suppressing her inner anxiety, Gaia did not intend to dwell on those details.

Anyway, that guy's master is almost dead. Without the help of a new master, Assassin, who has entered the aging stage, will not be able to do much.

When Goetia's wave is about the same, it can just go out and harvest.

…

"Struggle?"

"Too small."

Goetia looked at Bazdilot in front of him and declared to him.

"Pfft!!!"

The thick arm penetrated his chest, dripping with blood, and black mud continued to overflow.

But even at this time, it still found that this human's eyes were so calm and calm.

It was as if he didn't care at all that he was going to die.

Pulling out his arm, Goetia took away the dragon ball hidden in the opponent's body, and integrated it into his own body.

"Then as you wish."

Bazdilot fell to the ground, the frightening whites of his eyes appeared, and then he made a sound.

Goetia then sensed that this man had transferred all his magic power to a certain place.

"Destroy everything"

"Berserker!!"