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First of all, the first element, the petite figure of Berserker, has been transformed to be more savage than they imagined.The second is that Assassin, who is a long-range sniper, did not choose the magic cannon to support the attack for some reason, which caused the current scene.

It seems that their plan has succeeded, but after losing the cover of Assassin, the possibility of victory is not so absolute.

Looking back, Berserker saw his Master chasing him farther behind.A man fighting Rider, and a swordsman rushing towards him.

"Even if the plan has been seen through, we will never fail..."

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Kotomine Shiro was interrupted by a huge shock, which seemed to be the aftermath of the shock coming from the far away earth, which caused him to stagger and almost fall when he was running.

After barely turning over on the ground a few times, his body was able to stabilize, but the faster figure behind him was even more uncomfortable. He fell into the jungle and broke a tree.

"This is... an earthquake?" Kotomine Shiro looked up at the sky with doubts in his eyes, but he saw the hanging garden that was originally standing on the sky, but it had disappeared before his eyes.

His pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole in an instant, and his expression was in disbelief: "What happened to Assassin?"

Why did the Noble Phantasm created at a huge cost—the Sky Garden of Vainglory—disappear?

Assassin is within the barrier of the Noble Phantasm, she should be an invincible existence.Is it the power of the Ugdomirenia clan, or the crown magician who happened to pass by?

All kinds of doubts appeared in Kotomine Shiro's mind, and his expression was solemn.

At this point, things were completely out of his control.

……

Behind them, the figure of Weston and Achilles jumped to this side step by step.

One is responsible for blocking, and the other is for advancing.

At the same time, they also felt the humming of the earthquake, and Achilles, who was standing in front of them for a while, couldn't help but lose his mind.

"That's..." Achilles looked up and saw the disappearing sky garden, feeling a little worried for Atalanta.

The corner of Weston's mouth curved slightly: "Good job."

"What do you mean?" Achilles looked at him suspiciously.

"who knows."

"Who knows...?" Achilles snorted, "No matter what happens there. Juggernaut, your battle with me is destiny. Just like Lancer and your Saber."

Achilles aimed at Weston with the tip of the Skystar in his hand.

【Analysis】

【reflection】

The magic eye of Octagonal Star created a defensive wall in front to prevent the flying star from advancing. After that, Weston leaped high, embodied a small sword, and slashed a slashing wave at Achilles. .Achilles snorted and dodged the slash on one side of his body. With this dodge, Weston had already broken through in front of him, chasing after the golden figure Frankenstein.

"Damn it!" Achilles cursed secretly, and immediately chased after him to stop him: "Can't you fight me head-on?"

"Our situation is still exactly the same as last time. If you want me to fight with you, don't lure Berserker away and attack separately. This kind of contest with hidden calculations should not talk about frontal combat." Weston looked back at him. Said lightly.After speaking, the figure has moved away.

"..." Achilles was silent, and did not choose to respond.Just looking at the back that broke through his block, he immediately used the comet running method to chase up.

The distance is less than 500 meters away.

"Caster, are you there?" Kotomine Shiro ran to the 'destination' - a rocky belt covered by dense forest.

"Oh, I'm by your side~! Master Shiro." Behind Shiro Yukomine, a wave of magic particles surged, and the figure of Shakespeare appeared.

Holding a book in his hand, he faced the figure of a girl wrapped in lightning rushing towards him.

"The command spell has not disappeared, and Assassin should still be alive, but for some reason the Hanging Garden disappeared." Looking further away, his expression sank even more when the shadow chasing him.

All arrangements have failed.

"What a weird plot, but because of this, it can be called the Holy Grail War?" Shakespeare didn't care at all.

"We have to get rid of Berserker, can I ask you to use the troupe?" Kotomine Shiro said.

"Oh, leave it to me! Let her meet—the 'he' she loves and hates!" Shakespeare smiled at Frankenstein, and the book in his hand automatically opened the pages. While chanting, unlike the magic incantations chanted for Caster's class, what he chanted was more like a narrative poem:

"A person's life is just a wandering shadow, a sad actor, and when it's his turn to appear on the stage, he just raises his head and shouts on the stage..."

The black glove stretched forward, and the pages of the book followed where his fingers were, and flew away from the book in front of Frankenstein, surrounding the advancing Frankenstein.

Frankenstein stared forward with emptiness, a confused phantom gradually blurred, and then the surrounding environment changed, the flowers she picked and threw on Weston's face in the manor this morning grew again at her feet .

Like the center of a stage play, she is the heroine, and a male protagonist in a white shirt and suit pants appears in front of her.

Her pupils shrank and widened in an instant, the person who should not have appeared here, the person she loved and hated, her creator, her father——Victor Frankenstein.

Frankenstein shook his head again and again, stepped back step by step, his body couldn't help shaking.

"Stop it!"

Eh?

It was completely different from the reproach words she had imagined, and it was so gentle that she felt incredible.

"Stop fighting! I created you, I didn't make you fight at all!" The man stretched out his hand, trying to touch her head.

The Noble Phantasm Girl Chastity in Frankenstein's hand was released, and he stared blankly in front of him.For a moment, she wanted to accept that kind of touch, but the real scene reverberated in front of her eyes, which only made her feel scared, and subconsciously backed away.

When the scene she had longed for in the past appeared, how could she forget the fear and loathing expression of the father in front of her eyes.