Lost Narrative Poetry

With an extremely miserable roar, the last of the sixteen Noble Phantasms released by Gilgamesh was knocked to the ground.

The Black Knight had no intention of holding back, nor was he trying to show off his skills. He just wanted to tear up the thing on the street lamp because of the command spell, so he didn't stop at all.

The charging momentum of the dark berserker was not sluggish, and the violent whirlwind brought by the magic seemed to be groaning in resentment.

The next moment, he threw the ax he had just snatched out of his hand and took the enemy's head directly on the street lamp! The ax whirled and whirled, making a shrill scream in the air, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Gilgamesh.

Time is too hasty. At this time, it is too late to take out a new Noble Phantasm from the King's Treasure to deal with it. Moreover, compared to other heroic spirits, the golden Servant's skills can only be said to be mediocre.

He is not the kind of person who is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons, nor is he someone who has honed his unparalleled skills in a certain weapon. Standing on a street lamp and looking down at everyone is indeed pretentious enough, but let him be on top Taking the sword with bare hands in a narrow space...

That's certainly impossible.

So he could only make a dangerous leap, avoiding being decapitated by an ax at the last moment, and landed on the ground in a slightly embarrassed state.

And this made him even more angry. He originally thought that if the number of Noble Phantasms were doubled, this damn black guy would be unstoppable - it was not that he was really stingy with the Noble Phantasms, but that after opening the King's The use of treasure phantoms also requires the consumption of magic power.

If there is no upper limit at all, then the Guili Sword is just garbage. He only needs to use all the Noble Phantasms in the King's Treasure at once, and bombard thousands of Noble Phantasms at once...

Isn't this equivalent much stronger than the Deviation Sword, which is said to be the first of its kind, but is actually "equal to, or superior to, Artoria's Excalibur"?

The output of sixteen Noble Phantasms is already quite high. If it were doubled, Gilgamesh would not be able to do it, but the consumption would become very high. In the final analysis, having many Noble Phantasms cannot change the fundamental problem that the Noble Phantasms consume very high mana.

Otherwise, why don't other Servants use the Noble Phantasm as a flat A? Although their Noble Phantasms are not said to be unlimited in quantity, they do not mean they can only be used once. In addition to the need to conceal their trump cards, the more important reason is that they have to take into account the consumption of magic power...

No one starts throwing the king bomb with all their strength.

"Bastard! Do you want me, who is looking up at the sky, to stand on this earth like you?"

Gilgamesh fell to the ground, probably because he was too angry. His eyes were as red as burning red lotuses. He glared at Berserker while roaring——

"Your disrespect to me is enough to make you die thousands of times! I will kill you to pieces..."

The black knight interrupted him with a roar, and charged directly forward. He swung the sword in his hand fiercely and wanted to cut off the Street Lamp King's head. He didn't want to listen to the nonsense the other party was shouting.

Gilgamesh had just made a bold statement, and then he was beaten to a pulp, leaving no trace of his armor. What would happen if he was approached by a berserker who was probably the strongest melee fighter in the Holy Grail War? One result is naturally conceivable.

Although it is not like the assassin's weakened clone, whose head was cut off in one encounter, it is still in an unusual embarrassment. It can only appear by continuously twisting the air in the surrounding space, as if it is connected to various weapons in another dimension. Noble Phantasm buys time.

It was just that the Berserker had already come close, and suppressed him with such violence that he launched a mad attack. The Noble Phantasm was shot down almost as soon as it was shot.

Gilgamesh didn't even have time to gather the group of Noble Phantasms. He could only continuously open the King's Treasure, and then continuously launch the Noble Phantasms, trying to slightly block the dark Berserker.

He was the only one who could have such confidence. If it were another opponent, he would have no choice but to bite the bullet and start a melee fight with Berserker, no matter how good his melee ability was.

But with the roar of the Noble Phantasm, Jin Shining relied on the seemingly free and truly infinite number of Noble Phantasms. He just delayed it for a while, taking advantage of the opportunity for the Black Knight to shoot them down——

Then with the help of the strong air wave or shock wave brought by the magic burst, a certain distance was directly opened, and this was enough.

"That's enough! Bastard, you have completely angered me. Next, you have to pay the price with blood for your rudeness..." He stared at the dark figure that continued to roar in front of him with a murderous look. The space was violently distorted, and dense spots of light appeared.

It’s not the thirty-two pieces that have doubled in number, but a greater number of Noble Phantasms…

Forty pieces? Fifty pieces?

Who knows? Even the bystanders around him couldn't help but twitching at the corners of their eyes. The face of this nouveau riche was completely ugly, like "I have money, I will kill you with money." However, no one can deny that this nouveau riche really doesn't regard money as anything. money.

Gilgamesh's reason is also very simple. The sixteen Noble Phantasms just now should be close to the limit of the black knight's "injury-free" processing. If there are thirty-two Noble Phantasms, some price must be paid to be able to deal with it. Come.

However, it only goes from a damage-free all-collection guide to a full-collection guide, which is not safe enough.

Because Gilgamesh now feels that his face is swollen and cannot allow any more accidents! This time he must directly kill this damn bastard and cut him into pieces in order to end the hatred in his heart.

Therefore, in order to ensure that Berserker could be killed directly this time, he almost increased the number of Noble Phantasms that could be released at once from the King's Treasure to the maximum...

What? Tokiomi Tosaka might not be able to hold on? !

What does that have to do with him? Moreover, in order for the king to save face, even if the ministers are drained of their magic power and die, there is nothing to complain about! Tokiomi Tosaka should feel honored for this and should be sincerely frightened!

Perhaps too much magic power was extracted in one moment. As the master, Tokiomi Tohsaka did not restrain Gilgamesh at the critical moment and forcibly called him back... I don't know about that elegant magic. Did the teacher just faint at home?

Rumble——! !

A huge explosion and flash of light rose in a corner of the seaside park, and smoke filled the entire Warehouse Street, obscuring the view.

"What?!"

Almost at the same moment, there were exclamations at the same time!

For ordinary people, this is a natural smoke bomb cover, but for inhuman Servants, it will not cause any hindrance. Both Saber and Rider stared at each other in disbelief.

Saber turned her head as if instinctively, and found that the magician who had been next to her had disappeared without knowing when! The most terrifying thing is that she was completely unaware of this!

The only good thing was that Irisviel was still standing next to her and nothing unexpected happened.

"What's wrong, Rider? What happened?"

Weber didn't know anything. He subconsciously looked at the giant man next to him whose expression became serious, but he didn't get an answer.

However, his mind was still bright, so after looking at the two Sabers on the other side, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be one less person on the field... Inexplicably, a terrible suspicion flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously turned his head back. Looking at the area that had just been intensively bombarded by the Noble Phantasm group.

The smoke and dust are gradually dissipating. The streets are riddled with holes and are beyond recognition. However, in the center, there is a circular area that is intact, seemingly blocked by an invisible barrier from the intensive bombardment just now.

And among them... two figures appeared.

So fast! When... Weber's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. He stared blankly at the magician, completely unaware of how the magician suddenly appeared there and protected Berserker amidst the intensive bombardment of dozens of Noble Phantasms. of.

Damn it! Damn it!

I knew that this person was definitely a Servant too! It's just like the black guy, he can't see through it at all...

Weber screamed in his heart. He felt that this Holy Grail War was really too dangerous. In the early warm-up battles alone, monsters appeared one after another. He could really survive until the end of this Holy Grail War. ? !

"Mongrel...breed..."

He was almost gnashing his teeth, and even his voice seemed to be deformed and trembling due to extreme rage. Gilgamesh was crossing his arms in front of his chest and assuming an arrogant posture again. Before he could be happy for a second, he discovered something that made him even more angry. things.

This time, too, I failed to kill Berserker!

Moreover, Berserker's Master was actually not a Master at all, but another Servant, and even he hid it!

Of course, the noble King of Heroes once again felt that he had been greatly humiliated! At this point, his anger must have reached its limit. It was deeply etched between his eyebrows, and the wrinkles that stood up twisted his face into a fierce look.

How dare these guys... dare to offend and tease him one after another? !

"There's no need to repeat yourself when you introduce yourself. Bastard King, I already know your name."

Xia Ran nodded clearly, "Actually, I wanted to say it before. You don't need to keep calling your name during the battle. I don't think everyone's memory is so bad..."

"I'm going to kill you two damn rabid dogs! Use your blood to wash away my anger as the king..."

Gilgamesh roared angrily, interrupting the other person's words. At the same time, violent magic power fluctuations and twisted air ripples appeared in the space around him again.

"Your unwilling and wailing face is really ugly and harsh. Bastard King, what else do you do besides bad mouth from just now to now?"

However, the oncoming response was a huge fireball with a diameter of more than one meter, accompanied by Xia Ran's words that seemed to be yawning and said calmly -

"Could it be that in your era, the king was chosen not based on ability, but simply on who had the least quality? If that's the case, I can understand it. After all, your bad breath is worse than athlete's foot, but don't think that my patience is your presumption. capital……"

The next moment, a terrifying explosion overwhelmed everything.

The ground was shaking visibly. A small mushroom cloud slowly rose in the seaside park. The surrounding ground was lifted up by the storm like torn pieces of paper. The surrounding buildings instantly deformed and exploded. The street lamps were bent under the load, and then were Uprooted!

The huge typhoon struck, as if it was exploding. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Saber and Rider could still feel the huge high temperature and heat, as if they were in front of a steel-making oven. Sudden change of color.

Saber was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. She and Irisviel were so close to such a ruthless man without any precautions. She even turned her back to him several times without any warning.

If the other party had any bad intentions, Irisviel might have already received the lunch box, and she would have also left the show... Although it seemed that he was indeed an upright Servant, she still couldn't help but feel scared.

How could there be such an insidious enemy? Even pretending to be no different from a normal Master?

Rider suppressed his smile and looked with a serious face at the Warehouse Street in front of him that had turned into a sea of ​​​​fire. Webb's eyes beside him twitched desperately: "Is this a Noble Phantasm? This must be a Noble Phantasm... "

Also frightened were people outside the battlefield.

Mr. Kenneth from the Clock Tower, although he recalled his servants, was still paying attention to the battlefield. When he saw this scene, his face turned green. He suddenly suspected that if the Conquering King hadn't disrupted the situation just now...

Maybe my group has been officially eliminated. Didn't you see that your Servant's face turned pale as well?

As for Emiya Kiritsugu, who had been hiding in the dark, his hands shook subconsciously. He clearly saw through the sniper scope that the "Master" he had targeted many times before turned his head to face him in the camera. He chuckled to himself.

For a moment, deep fear arose from the bottom of his heart. The other party already knew...

If he had just shot directly, what would happen to his wife Ellie and the Saber he summoned? Or in other words, are they still alive because he didn't do anything in the end?