I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Although Saber is in heavy armor, her movements are faster than Lancer in light armor and Assassin in cloth armor.

The shining feet stepped on the water, splashing the starting points of silver stars. However, her toes did not sink into the water. The water Saber stepped on was as solid as the earth, allowing her to run on it. This was a miracle that only a king blessed by the Lake Spirit could achieve.

In contrast, despite the protection of the water-repelling rune, the touch of Lancer and Assassin's feet was obviously different from the real ground. They could not walk on the waves as if they were on flat ground.

Therefore, although Saber was the last one to enter the water, she was the first one to rush to the sea demon.

The divine thunder falling from the sky bombarded the sea demon's body and sounded the battle horn.

As Saber approached step by step, the sea demon's figure became larger and larger. The ugly and ferocious form shocked her, as if it was going to crush her.

The twisting and twisting tentacles were like thousands of long snakes, stretching out in all directions. The front ends of the tentacles were raised, ready to face the approaching King of Knights.

The weirdness and horror in front of her could not stop Saber's steps. Now Saber's state of mind was completely free of fear or uneasiness.

"Let's end it, Caster!"

With the fighting spirit burning in her heart, Saber raised her holy sword high, and the first sword of the Wind King's barrier struck down the sea demon without mercy.

The highly compressed and instantly released wind pressure cut off the sea demon's tentacles, and chunks of flesh as thick as two people could hug each other peeled off and twisted into the river.

Countless flesh buds are squirming on the section of the tentacles. When combined, this sea demon is not only hundreds of times stronger than an ordinary sea demon, but its self-healing ability is also.

However, before the cross-section wound could heal, it was cut open again by two magic spears, one red and one yellow. The huge magic power was condensed, and the body with amazing toughness was useless in front of the red magic spear, and the exaggerated recovery ability of the sea devil could not resist the yellow magic spear. **The Curse of the Gun.

Lancer Diarmuid Odina arrived with two guns in hand. Having already fought Caster once, he would not give the monster a chance to take advantage.

Just when Lancer was using the special effects of the Noble Phantasm to stabilize and expand Saber's results, Scathach had already jumped onto the surface of a tentacle that was raging randomly. She was seen dragging a saber in one hand and a spear in the other. She looked like a ghost. Generally follow the tentacles all the way up.

This was a veritable bloody road. The blades of sabers and spears cut open the skin of the tentacles, and the smelly blood gurgled out.

At the end of the blood path and at the base of the tentacles, countless red and white eyeballs kept turning, and their dense appearance made people's scalp numb.

Scathach snorted in disgust, let go of the spear and saber, and waved his hands at a high speed that was difficult to reach with the naked eye. Every time he waved, a few inconspicuous darts shot out like electricity. After several wave, the intimidating dart in front of him appeared. The nauseated eyeballs exploded in half.

However, this seemingly violent attack only caused a drop in the bucket of damage to the giant sea demon. This is destined to be a long struggle-if there is no decisive means.

On the river embankment, Shinji retracted his distant gaze, looked at the mobile phone in Irisviel's pocket, and spoke.

"I can't help you in the battle of the servants. I'm going to go around and see if I can get rid of Caster's master. If you need anything, call my mobile phone. My number is 0804242422. Do you remember it?"

After seeing Irisviel nodding, Shinji turned around and disappeared into the thickening mist.

It is natural for Shinji to want to find Ryuunosuke. No matter how powerful Caster is, he is still a servant. He and his summons are able to appear in the world because of the medium of the Master. Once he loses his master and the medium of support, Caster will be weakened to a certain extent even if he does not disappear immediately.

If you can't fight on the frontal battlefield, start from behind enemy lines - this is Shinji's strategy.

With his understanding of the plot and analysis of the characters, Shinji believed that there was a high possibility that Ryunosuke Uyu was watching this scene nearby, and the "banquet" mentioned in Caster's previous declaration and his attitude of being a leader were also seen from the side. This is proven. Shinji had already obtained the detailed characteristics of Ryunosuke Uyu from Scathach in advance. As long as the person was nearby, he would definitely be able to recognize him.

To put it bluntly, even if Ryuunosuke is not there or does not recognize him, Shinji will not lose anything. Staying on the river embankment is just waiting. It is better to do something meaningful.

"Awesome...that's awesome! This is really great!"

Ryuunosuke Uyu was so excited that he yelled and trembled all over without caring about the eyes of others.

Although Ryunosuke is not the only one who gathers at the riverside, no one cares about his strange words and deeds now. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the weird phenomenon that was not part of reality that happened in front of them.

There is a huge monster rampaging on the river, and the heroes who are suspected to be partners of justice are fighting to the death with the monster.

Everyone would laugh at this clichéd scene, but it is a magnificent spectacle that no one has ever seen.

"You deserve it!" Ryunosuke cheered loudly.

Everyone opened their mouths and stared at the reality in front of them with a dazed expression.

Those guys are completely powerless and can only watch helplessly as the unbreakable "common sense" they have blindly believed in for half their lives is shattered.

You idiots, did you see this? Until yesterday, you were all living in ignorance. Not willing to give in, right? Do you regret it?

You guys have never tried to think that there is such an interesting and bizarre world waiting for us outside the scope of common sense, never.

me? Of course I know. I not only imagined it, but also looked forward to it, believing that one day I would see something incredible. That’s why I specialize in doing things that go against common sense, and I desperately pursue novelty and excitement every day.

Then - I finally found it. That mysterious treasure chest I've been looking for.

Ah, gods do exist. This great vision before our eyes is the best evidence.

In order to see the trembling expressions of the poor lambs, the greatest manipulator in the world has set up ridiculous and unreasonable traps everywhere, and he is secretly chuckling. The god I had been searching for finally showed his true form, and the scary boxes he had placed everywhere also spewed out fireworks.

Say goodbye to boredom forever, and no longer have to spend time killing people. Even if I don't need to do anything, people will continue to die. Grinded to pulp, minced to pulp, blasted to crumbs, gnawed away, dead, dead, dead, everywhere.

What is the color of a blonde beauty’s intestines, and how does a black man’s spleen feel? From now on, you will definitely be able to see a lot of internal organs that you have never seen before! Every day, every day, countless interesting things happen around the world!

Continuous and endless!

"Ah, gods do exist, gods do exist!"

Ryunosuke made a victory sign, danced and cheered for the victory in life, while supporting his allies who turned into giant beasts and rampaged.

"Come on, Master Bluebeard! Destroy them! Kill them all! This is the toy box of the gods!!"

At this moment, Ryunosuke suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and his originally stable field of vision was jolted and distorted wantonly.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

Was I accidentally touched by someone?

Ah? That familiar piece of clothing—is it mine?

Is that the headless person also me?

I--

I--

I--

——Yes, you are dead.

Ryunosuke, who was immersed in fanaticism and excitement, did not realize that his own death would come first compared with the feast of flesh and blood he was looking forward to.

The true god, God, Allah has not yet appeared, but the god of death with a sickle has already appeared.

Holding the prototype of the Scythe of Souls, the Serpent Scythe Harpe, wearing the cloak of Hades, the veritable "God of Death" who made a contract with the Lord of the Kingdom of Shadows, the Kingdom of the Dead.

The thick fog blocked the light and the shadows of people, and Hades' cloak eliminated the breath and footsteps of the "god of death".

The crescent moon-like sickle blade flashed past, cutting through the thick fog and taking away the head that was fascinated by the "Art of Death" and his right hand with the Command Seal engraved on it.

The uncontrollable blood spurted high under the pressure of the heart, like a red fountain. The blood scattered everywhere wet Ryunosuke's final expression that was fixed.

It was a mixture of madness and intoxication, with a pure smile and narrowed eyes depicting heartfelt joy. A few drops of blood slipped from the corners of the eyes, like tears of blood.

This is the last work left by the famous serial murderer, and it is also the only work that the "God of Death" did not feel disgusted by.

"I don't know how many seconds a person can maintain consciousness after losing his head, and I don't know if you can understand the true meaning of the 'art of death' like in the original book. But whether you can hear it or not, I want to say something to you. One sentence - the work produced at the cost of your life is the real 'art of death'. Farewell, Ryunosuke Ubuo."