New Show Time

The sacred characteristics flowed into Weston's body, making all the cells in his body extremely active.

Strange idea, even a terrible guess.

Is the relationship between him and the heroic spirit a [food chain] relationship?

Kill him, and I will be able to level up...

This was how Weston felt about Achilles at the moment.

Chapter 110 The Seventh End

The battle between Joan of Arc and Atalanta is still going on, and the brilliant rain of arrows and the waving of the holy flag are raging in the field.

On this side, Weston stared at Achilles with malicious intent. The energy absorbed by one arm made his mental state almost as if he was on drugs. If this guy in front of him was killed, would he be able to Mastering a 'rule' again

"You've recovered?" Achilles looked at the man who stood up in shock.

"Well, I'm considering whether to kill you here."

The words were very calm, as if he was talking about a very normal thing.Achilles' expression was full of anger: "If it weren't for Ruler, you would have died already."

"But under the restraint of the command spell, I'm not dead yet, and you can't move in front of me at all. No, you can still move your mouth! Killing Achilles is very tempting, but the result? . . . " Weston shook his head.

"Having made that holy woman a big scapegoat, if she is forced to further deny her being a neutral person, the result may be counterproductive."

Achilles asked: "Aren't you in the same group?"

Achilles scoffed at Weston's words, and now they are all in the same group no matter how they look at it.

"No, she's just been working hard to uphold the responsibilities entrusted by this Holy Grail summoning. After all, your Master will choose to send you to assassinate an existence that poses no threat to you. Reasonable. I think your master is either a guy with a strong desire to control, or Joan of Arc's identity as an 'arbiter' threatens his plan. There is a lot of potential behind the scenes..."

After a pause, Weston continued: "Go back and think about it carefully! Achilles. If Ruler is really with me, and you are ambushing her, she should have regarded you as an enemy long ago. In this battle, she used two command spells at will, and the restrictions she brought to you are all fatal, instead of trying to explain it as she is doing now."

"Whatever you say." Achilles snorted.

"All in all, you can make Joan deviate from my side. Personally, I am very grateful to you." Weston's mouth curled up.Turning around, he stared at the young girl who was defending while defending in the battle.

In this Holy Grail War, her belief is destined to be unable to be so pure.Maybe the Yugdomerenia clan has not shown up for such a long time to respect her status as the arbiter.

But the purpose of the master of the red square Archer/Rider wanting to kill her is completely opposite.

She wants to stick to her neutral status, and to detect the "abnormality" of her so-called Holy Grail War, she must need the help of other masters and servants.

No matter how you think about it, the only choices for Joan of Arc are the two black camps, the Yugdomerenia clan and him.

From this point of view, the harvest of this battle is still quite large.After killing Berserker on the red side, it is possible to get Joan of Arc's help through Laidia.Isn't the next battle a flat push?

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Achilles looked at Weston's back.

"The value of killing you is far less than the value of an adjudicator holding all the command spells of the servants. And I don't need to show my ugly side and I can't wait to kill you, Achilles, you will die anyway sooner or later . . . " said Weston, smiling.

"You bastard!"

"Of course, if we meet again next time, I will definitely kill you without hesitation." Weston waved his hand, then turned his eyes to the forest and muttered:

"The battle is over, so the host of this land should come, right? It should be a fisherman or a fisherman. No matter how you say it, the inherent enchantment that covered the entire Tuliphas land last time was from the Yugdomirenia family. The power that can only be summoned by a historical hero in the land of Romania. If we say the most famous, there is only Vlad III who is called 'Dracula' and 'The Impaler'."

……

Weston's side is thinking about the aftermath of the battle, while on the other side, Sibiu.

After Weston occupied the territory of Sighisoara, the priest of the red side, the red Assassin, and an uncle with brown hair, green coat, and black gloves were in an auditorium belonging to the Holy Church.

In front of them, through a magic [Yuanwang] projection screen, the battle in the western suburbs of Tulifasi was reproduced.

"Judging from the results, our side seems to be completely defeated." The red Assassin smiled playfully: "You didn't expect such a result, shirou, did you? I have already expected such a result. Whether it is Archer or Rider You underestimate that man, and that Ruler is too ridiculous."

Father Shirou expressed regret: "Although Berserker's death is a huge loss to our side, we have obtained important information. Who are the masters of Saber and Berserker on the black side, and now we have finally figured it out."

In fact, he was relieved, because judging from the screen, it wasn't that the Archer authorities were obsessed with thinking that Ruler and the man who claimed to be a 'juggernaut' were in the same group.On the contrary, it was the Juggernaut who deliberately made Archer think that they were a gang, which caused Berserker's meaningless death and defeat at this moment.

To put it simply, the reason why he was relieved was that the Juggernaut was not what he thought, but a similar identity to him, just disguised as a human being.

"However, who is that Juggernaut? The embodiment of fantasy, the answerer of the magic eye, and even the skills that are not inferior to the spirit of the hero, all make me too confused. His information is a student of the clock tower. Besides, The past is a complete mystery." The priest frowned and thought.

"Ah...that sword is so beautiful! I must describe that moment well, the blow of the legendary holy sword Gram!... Berserker failed to fulfill his wish as a crusade against the oppressor, and it was too much It's a pity. Why in the world are only the oppressors superior, and the rebels can only die in obscurity?"

"It's so noisy, Caster! You're the one who encouraged Spartacus to go." Assasiin snorted unhappily.

"This is too unfair, the Empress of Assyria. We just pointed out a way to defeat the oppressors!" The red Caster held a copy of "The Complete Works of Shakespeare" and didn't think it was his fault.

"Okay, stop arguing. It's about time for Archer and the others to retreat, and if they continue to fight, there will be no results." The priest helped his forehead helplessly.

"It's really strange that the Romanian impaler didn't show up at all."

"The place where warriors are fighting, is it difficult for a king to respect his wishes and not disturb him? Besides, Ruler is the king's goal, right?"

"Please, Semiramis. Let Archer and the others retreat!"

"It's a small matter." Assassin's eyes flickered strangely, and his body directly entered the spirit form.

……

During the battle, Atalanta poured out a wave of anger on Joan of Arc's holy banner, her magic power gradually disappeared, and her physical strength gradually weakened.

"Ruler!" Atalanta gritted her teeth and stared at the innocent girl from Orleans opposite.

Ruler summoned by the Holy Grail has unlimited physical strength?She thought unwillingly.