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In an instant, the two brilliance met, and the brilliance like a cross star seemed to be the only sign of the fusion of the two attacks. With the sudden flash of the cross star, the brilliance enveloped the entire outside of the manor.

The next moment, the ultimate brilliance like the sun, swallowed Weston's figure, swallowed Karna's body, and then the entire outside of the hanging garden was swallowed up!

The light lasted for tens of seconds, and then...

There is no trace of anything existing outside the manor.

The fluttering wind poured into the tunnel from the outside, and the breath full of gunpowder smoke poured into Joan's nostrils, causing her to stop, turn around and look back, her pupils shrank suddenly.

"This……"

"Hey, can't you?" Astolfo also widened his eyes in surprise.

nothing left……

Whether Lancer's magic power reaches the level of EX specification, or Weston's Noble Phantasm that directly embodies Heroic Spirits is released through meteors.

The two attacks, no one thought that the final result would be like this.

The black coffin of Ten and One, the external structure of the garden, including the connecting arena that looks like a fighting arena, all disappeared.

There was no sound of explosions, nor was there any remaining fighting blood or other things. If it wasn't for the smell of gunpowder smoke, there seemed to be no traces of fighting.One-seventh of the structure of the hanging garden composed of the interior and the exterior of the square has been completely erased.

The two forces seemed to collide, and finally completely turned into a new thing, canceling each other out.

If no unexpected personnel participated just now, then it can only be said that Weston used Lancer's treasure to fight against Lancer, and he was completely capable of matching.

Such a result is already terrifying enough.

"Karna..." In the corridor, standing in front of Joan of Arc and the others was a girl wearing a felt hat.She tightened the wrist of her right arm under the black robe, and the confusion in her eyes was gradually replaced by firmness.

Not dead yet, but at least not here for now.

Joan glanced at him hesitantly: "Are you Lancer's Master?"

By the way, this one is really similar to the Saber from the red side... and the appearance that Weston's android initially simulated was this girl.

A student from the Clock Tower, one of the variables in this Holy Grail War.

Joan of Arc couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to help the Red Fang?"

It was very difficult for the opponent to come here one step ahead of them without being discovered by the rest of the red team.But the last time Amakusa Shiro Tokisada had said her wish, could it be that the girl believed him?

"I didn't help them. I came here for my own wish." Gray shook her head, a mechanical sound came from some kind of instrument on her right arm, and as the inside of her robe gradually stretched, A black sickle appeared.

Joan was stunned for a moment: "Are you still going to stop us?"

Although there are two paddlers here, they are also heroic spirits, whether it is Frankenstein, Jack the Ripper, Astolfo... Maybe they are not opponents against Karna, but they are heroic spirits after all, and The girl in front of her is a human being.

Whoosh!

The dull hair on the top of Gray's head was beating, which seemed to be a precursor to action. Her figure suddenly rushed to Joan of Arc like a ghost, and the sickle cut Joan's head.

Joan of Arc panicked and retreated to the exit of the corridor. Behind her was the absolutely empty land destroyed by Weston and Karna. As long as she retreated another meter, she would directly fall from the hanging garden.

"Do you know what you are doing, Master of Lancer? Even if you want to fulfill your wish for the Holy Grail, if Amakusa Shiro Tokisada is one step ahead, everyone present will die." Jeanne tried to use the power of her words Infect each other.

Gray was unmoved: "Even if I die, I will still be resurrected, as long as my wish comes true."

"What...!?" Joan of Arc was stunned. She thought she was persuading her, but unexpectedly, a completely different message broke out.Is there going to be another master with dangerous thoughts?

What is going on with this Holy Grail War?

"Let the world's time go back to a month ago, and only I keep the memory. In this case, I will not let him join the investigation team, then he will not participate in the Holy Grail War, and he will not be wanted by the Magic Association. He didn't summon the heroic spirit and didn't go back with me, and in the end, he won't disturb my emotions because of this." Gray stroked his chest: "I want to eliminate this uncomfortable feeling. For this reason, I will never let him make a wish one step ahead of me."

Joan of Arc was already stunned when she heard the girl's words.Although she didn't understand it very well, isn't this the mood that Leticia usually sees her Mister Sorcerer messing with other women in her body?

There is also this kind of disagreement that will cause the Holy Grail to reverse time...

Astolfo on one side also opened his mouth wide, looking at him in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

"Are you underestimating me?" Gray said with a cold face, "My desire to realize this wish is no less strong than any of your heroic spirits who risk their lives." Saying this, Gray has jumped to the place again. Beside Joan of Arc, the sickle swept down, trying to defeat Joan of Arc from the hanging garden to the bottom.

"Tch, I, the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne, accept your challenge." Astolfo, with a figurative golden gun in his hand, jumped in front of Joan of Arc, stabbed and bounced off the plane of the sickle.

[Whoever touches it will fall! 】

Grey was repelled more than ten meters away, and she slumped on the ground with a slightly surprised expression.

"Noble Phantasm?" She stood up from the ground at once, released from the previous magic power, and lightly absorbed it into her sickle.

Joan's expression was vigilant. Since Gray was not a heroic spirit, she couldn't see through the specific information of the other party's magic dress, but the seal imposed on it was too cumbersome. Just this short display was enough to absorb the surroundings of Weston's Berserker. The effect of magic.

If it is further unraveled, people can't help but think of a lot of taboo information that is ultimately related to the inside and outside of the world.

It is not a wise move to be an enemy of such a girl, and the other party's wishes are also very speechless. The girl looks like she is only 20 years old. Maybe it is the common sense of magic that makes the family forget to cultivate common sense questions about her.

There was no need for Joan to continue fighting, so she persuaded: "This is the enemy's stronghold. Your Lancer and Weston battles may have already been known, and our position is undoubtedly exposed. In this case, Do you still have the confidence to plan to fight us before continuing to fight the rest of the red team?"

"Lancer will not lose to any Heroic Spirit, and I will not lose to any Master." The girl said in a serious tone.

There was an inexplicable confidence in such a tone, which was really paranoid enough to make people feel helpless.

"What about Weston? Even if he dies, don't you care? Although the Holy Grail is called a universal wish-making machine, no one knows whether it is possible to resurrect the dead in a specific and complete way. Even if it is resurrection, is that what you expect? who?" Joan asked verbally.

The girl's wish is nothing more than a "this Weston is not the Weston I know anymore", "I want to restart the time and bring back the Weston from the past". Construct the blueprint in your heart, and finally drive it by action.

How capricious!