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"However, does it seem to be resolved peacefully now?" She looked at the rhythm that had stopped around her.

Fran and Frankenstein's pupils couldn't see an invisible arrow, and according to the arrow locked by the previous magic power, they rushed to the distance of the sky.

"Woooooooo..."

Only a gust of wind drifted past their eyes, and the arrow, which only the magic eye could observe, broke through the four-dimensional space wherever it passed.

Whether it is the length, width, and height defined by humans, or the so-called time, space seems to be unrestricted under that arrow.

At this moment, on the battlefield outside Tulifas, 0.302 seconds after Fran and the others spoke, a strong wind passed in front of all the creatures and souls present.

Joan of Arc felt a gust of cold wind passing through the bottom of her skirt, staring at Siegfried's face with difficulty, her expression changed slightly.

Achilles was slightly stunned: "Sister, there seems to be something..."

Atalanta sniffed her nose, then suddenly clenched the longbow in her hand, staring darkly at the empty front.The two heroic spirits, including Black Rider Astolfo and Black Caster Avis Bron, were keenly aware of something wrong in the air.

It was as if a creature from another dimension suddenly arrived in front of them, right beside them, but their eyes couldn't see what the coming existence looked like.

It's okay if you don't have such a feeling, especially for Atalanta, who was raised by a female bear since childhood, with a beast-like sense of smell, he is extremely sensitive.This feeling disturbed her, as if the race was over them, ready to surprise her at any moment.

"Be careful……"

The time of nearly 0.2 seconds passed. For Atalanta and Joan of Arc, this may be just a thought, the moment when nerve tendons intertwine, but the reality is less than a blink of an eye.

【Reorganization】

Surrounding Siegfried's prostrate body, the soil and vegetation on the ground suddenly turned into a sheet of pure white particles, which appeared without any sign at all, just like when they were chasing the tiny cyclone under their feet when they were young, those pure white particles A tiny silver whirlwind formed to envelop Siegfried, completely obstructing the sight of the black and red followers and Joan of Arc.

This scene made Atalanta's complexion suddenly change: "Not good."

This is by no means a natural phenomenon, as long as you look at it, you can understand it.

"Saber is about to die and revive?" Achilles exclaimed.

"Do not……"

The silver-white particles began to combine into a human-shaped energy body, the embodied black hair, the shining silver pupils of the eight-pointed stars, and then the neck, internal organs, and limbs... Finally, a naked black-haired man appeared in front of them. in front of you.

Atalanta and Achilles, the Archer and Rider of the red side, both looked like hell.

"how is this possible!?"

"Is it even possible to do such a thing?"

Combining the flesh directly through natural elements?

With such an ability, during the Age of Gods, they have not seen many magicians who can master this kind of magic that fully understands the structure of the human body, uses natural elements to transform the human body's structural elements, and then condenses the human body.

No, this is no longer magic, but magic...

"Are you... a heroic spirit? How did you do it?" Achilles questioned.

If this can be achieved, only Caster's class will be added.But their red caster and black caster have already appeared, whether it's Avis Bron in front of them, or Shakespeare on their side.

Even the Assassin from the red side preserved two classes in a special way.But at this moment, does Black have the same existence?

"Don't be stupid, Achilles. This guy...is a human being." Atalanta stared at the person in front of her with a pair of beast eyes vigilantly.

Although he is a human being, he is definitely not a human being in this era. In other words...he survived at least from the Age of Gods. Just because of the elementalization of the human body, this is already a kind of existence similar to "God".

Even if they build the crowned heroic body through the Great Holy Grail system, they cannot achieve absolute suppression in the face of this kind of existence.And this kind of old monster is not limited to the rank of heroic spirit... In Atalanta's brain analysis, it is true that Weston is an old monster-level magician of the age of gods.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't use this ability a second time. I know I used it to decompose the human body and reassemble it, but I can't remember the specific steps. Did I forget it? You are stingy, the will of Gaia in this world." Weston said to himself.

With his cynical tone and his nakedness, under normal circumstances, these heroic spirits from the ancient and mythological ages would probably have dumbfounded expressions, but at this moment they were all shocked by the scene of Weston, and no one felt that what's so funny.

They would find it funny only in front of the weak, but this man already had the strength to threaten them.

What is the purpose of this man's appearance, and who is he?

"Who are you?" Atalanta asked directly.

"He is the master of Berserker on the black side." Caster Avisbron on the black side took a deep breath, with an expression of disbelief under the mask.The stirrings in his heart were much deeper than anyone present.

"What!?" Atalanta and Achilles lost their expressions.

Is there such a master?There is no need for this kind of magician who can directly draw magic power from the source to participate in the Holy Grail War!

"In this era, it's actually possible to reach this level." Avis Bron sighed.

The growth of this man is too terrifying.

Less than a month ago, this man was just an ordinary mortal who could only escape from his hands, but now he has become a 'magician'?

Even if he said 'it can't be used a second time', Avis Bron didn't quite believe it.

"The earthquake just now was also caused by you, right? Magic that can cause large-scale destruction, no... magic. Only magicians from the Age of Gods can do this!"

"Indeed..." Achilles nodded in agreement.

"So he is a magician from the Age of Gods?" Joan was secretly surprised.

"Age of Gods?" Although they didn't know what they misunderstood, Weston didn't intend to explain.He had come here to heal Siegfried, a purpose he had not forgotten.

Regardless of his nakedness, Weston walked up to Siegfried with gloomy eyes and knelt down.After carefully observing the wound, he frowned.

The "core" of the heroic body has begun to collapse. I am afraid that this is the reason why Siegfried himself was bathed in dragon blood before he died, which did not lead to an instant death.