I, the Able Angel, Courier and Kamen Rider

Twirling a cloud of dust, the Enchanted sighed slightly.

This thing can't lose the dragon's teeth.

She originally expected to take advantage of this opportunity to make a small fortune, and then donate it to the orphanage afterwards.

Called Dragon Tooth Soldier without Dragon Tooth, this is really name fraud.

The enemy's Caster is too much and wicked.

However, if you really want to get to the bottom of it, FGO’s open masters dismantled so many skeleton soldiers, but actually only dropped one. This is the evil “gameplay” that makes people complain.

Not to mention those medals, beetles and other carrying objects, the angels can't figure out how these demons can still be alive and kicking despite their lack of awareness.

He casually slapped off the head of the Dragon Tooth Soldier who was constantly "beating hard" on the shoulder of himself, a heavy-duty sniper operator, and Neng Angel felt a bit of a headache.

Although the enemy is very weak and can't even penetrate the armor of the blood desert, it is worthwhile to be happy, but due to the upside-down vehicles on the street and the collapsed roads, Ms. Neng Angel even imitated Trevor and walked casually on the street. It is impossible to borrow a car to drive to Liudong Temple.

After breaking the conspiracy one by one, is he playing this trick again to hinder the progress of the servants who brought the Master?

"If I knew it earlier, I would have called these guys, well, but to be honest, except for Emiya Kiritsugu, the rest probably don't have such a thing, right?"

The current timeline is 1994.

Even in Japan, the mobile phone is considered a trendy gadget. Didn’t you see that the fifth generation Yusuke in me didn’t have a mobile phone all the time?

It is impossible to achieve the situation in the later generations where everyone has a smart phone and cannot even take a car to eat without a mobile phone, not to mention that the teammates this time are full of mechanical idiots who have become passive magicians.

Even at the time of the El-Melloi event book, most of the clock tower magicians are still at the level of only using landlines and mailing letters. They don't even have the concept of sending emails, so It can be seen how outdated traditional magicians are.

Thinking about this, the angels have already despaired of these magicians.

The only thing Neng Angel can do now is to rush to Liudong Temple. Even if it is scattered by the explosion, the ultimate goal has not changed.

If other people can deal with the hostile servants who came to silence them, they must join forces at Liudong Temple.

Climbing up the street lamp, the Angel standing on top of the street lamp looked at the forest shrouded in darkness, and the mountain road already visible to the naked eye.

There is no doubt that the road leading to Liudong Temple is the road ahead of hell.

If you continue to move forward, it is very likely that you will be hell in the face of being an angel. Turn around now and run away immediately, it is absolutely not too late.

But why?

Although rationality kept persuading him to turn back, Neng Angel could still resist the thought of turning around and running away.

......

Humans are terrified of the unknown that lurks in the dark.

In other words, people hate things that they are powerless to resist.

But no matter how weird and weird those unknowns are, as long as they can be solved by the gun in their hands, it is not a problem, at least Miss Angel thinks so.

It's like a game that kills enemies with a gun isn't a horror game.

Due to the night vision ability attached to the Blood Desolation Armor, no matter how dark the surrounding forest is, it is as bright as day to the Angel, and she can also see all the movements of all living creatures through the sensors on her head.

After climbing along the mountain path for a while, the gate of Liudong Temple appeared in the eyes of Angel Neng.

At the same time, the light green shadow was also reflected on her irises.

"Hey, good evening, uncle in red armor."

"Hey! Who do you think is the uncle!" Hearing this, Angel Neng subconsciously retorted loudly.

"Ah, oh, hey!" The girl who was stunned for a few seconds before regaining consciousness touched her chin thoughtfully, "So it's a girl? Could it be a muscular sister?"

Curiously looking at the Angel who can be the same height as Uncle B after transformation, the cherry-haired girl muttered to herself from time to time.

"That's not true! Also, are you the thug summoned by Zouken Matou?" Putting the AK in his hand back into the storage space behind him, Angel Noh took out a smoke dagger and a smoke gun.

"Matou? Zouken?" Tilting her head, the girl swordsman holding a white sword showed a troubled expression on her face, "Sorry, I don't know the guy you're talking about. If you are looking for someone, please come back tomorrow.”

Surprisingly polite.

The girl just leaned against the mountain gate and had no intention of doing anything.

Moreover, her expression that does not seem to be fake is also the key to be concerned about. No Angel is very curious, since it is not Matou Zouken, who will activate the hidden mechanism of the Holy Grail, and who is the master of these hostile servants? Where is it sacred?

But no matter what, it is necessary to break through the mountain gate of Liudong Temple.

The summons of the previous Dragon Tooth Soldier showed that the enemy had a servant of the Caster rank. The Angel didn't think that after bypassing this polite "swordsman", there would be no magic traps in the other directions.

"Tomorrow? Sorry, I'm the kind of creature who can't even wait ten seconds."

"Then I can only cut you under the knife."

Staring at the figure of the capable angel, the girl drew her knife out of its sheath, and her gray pupils were full of chills.

"He is obviously a hero recorded in history, but he is helping the villains. Is this really okay? Ms. Okita Souji."

Cherry hair, gray pupils, human heart, haori, Saber face.

Combining the above elements, it is natural that the Shinsengumi genius swordsman who was once known as the sea view room, good at vomiting blood, and more like a comedian than a swordsman-Ms. Okita Souji who is good at vomiting blood and weak.

"There is no good or evil in the battlefield, just kill blindly."

No sorrow or joy.