This is My Heroic Path

Immediately afterwards, An Zhiyu threw a spear again, and a second terrifying sound came from behind Assassin.

"This saber doesn't care about magic at all?!"

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Assassin cursed inwardly, feeling a burst of cold sweat on his back, his speed increased a lot, desperately rushed into the depths of the forest, and soon disappeared in the forest.

He is an assassin, and he is not suitable for confronting people head-on. Not everyone can play an assassin as a berserker.

"It should be safe here..." Assassin stared at the forest in the distance, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, and turned around to leave.

What happened tonight, it is necessary to inform the master as soon as possible. I didn't expect that the servant summoned this time would be so weird and waste magic power so recklessly. Could it be that his master's magic power is inexhaustible? !

And when Assassin was about to leave, a golden light lit up from the distant sky in the middle of the sky, and fell like a meteor.

boom!

Accompanied by a terrifying sound, gravel splashed everywhere, Assassin clung to the rock behind him, panting heavily, and turned his head to look at the spear that pierced his shoulder with lingering fear.

The long spear thrown by Saber just now chased him all the way here!

What kind of monster is this?If it wasn't for the current Saber coming as a servant, and the fact that Assassin forcibly reversed the cause and effect, what the long spear is now piercing through is his heart.

This kind of existence... You told me that he is a saber? !

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Assassin pulled out the spear with great effort, and after watching the spear turn into golden particles and disappear, he turned around and hid in the darkness.

It seems... the only way to attack him is his master!

"It looks like it's still a failure?" An Zhiyu clicked his tongue regretfully. He thought he could take the opportunity to quickly get rid of a follower, but it seems that after he came as a follower, his own strength was lower than that of the main body. It's a lot worse.

Although the magic power of Aige is strong enough for him to squander it to his heart's content, it is still not as powerful as the main body, and the terrain is too complicated.

Next time we meet, use the treasure directly.

An Zhiyu thought to himself, and then rode on the eight-legged celestial horse, looked up at the torrential rain that did not know when it started, and was about to ride the eight-legged celestial horse to leave the forest.

But when he was about to fly away from the forest, An Zhiyu's eyes suddenly paused, signaling for the eight-legged celestial horse to land, and then he jumped off the eight-legged celestial horse, and walked slowly towards the person in purple robe not far ahead. The woman comes.

When he saw her appearance clearly, An Zhiyu couldn't help but froze for a moment.

...caster?

Looking at her attire, she should be Medea, who is called the "betrayal witch", right?

It turned out to be a wild c mother!I didn't expect to meet in such a place by such a coincidence.

"Is it a follower?" Medea reluctantly raised her eyes to look at An Zhiyu who was squatting next to her, her voice was weak.

"Uh...shall I call you an ambulance?" An Zhiyu asked tentatively.

Chapter 384 Another Acquaintance, Cu Chulainn

"Do you know the ambulance number in Japan? Anyway, I don't seem to have a mobile phone..."

For a moment, An Zhiyu felt that she was glared at by Medea with extremely sharp eyes, but in the end she slowly let go of her tightly clenched hands, full of powerlessness.

"Don't be kidding, since you are a follower, since you want to win the Holy Grail War for your master, then do it."

Medea's mouth curled bitterly, quietly staring at the rain falling in the dark night, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Where's your master?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Dead." She said calmly, without a trace of waves in her voice.

Medea, as a magician in the Age of Gods, her wish was only to pursue "trust" before responding to the call of the Holy Grail, but perhaps because of the evil things she did during her lifetime, even if she wanted to gain "trust", she was still reduced to what she is now fate.

Atram Gariasta, this is the master who summoned Medea, he is the son of the oil king, he summoned Medea with a golden sheepskin as a sacred relic, and learned that she cannot After summoning the dragon, he tore away the mask of kindness and smirked, and spoke harsh words to her.

And shortly after that, Atram transformed the vitality of several children into magical crystals in front of Medea. Such actions were naturally despised by Medea, who was a magician in the age of gods.

Afraid of the legend about Medea's life and the magic that she could unleash with every move, Atram secretly contacted Kotomine Kirei to execute Medea, and issued a command spell to Medea that forbids him from harming him. Order.

However, the so-called command spell is just a joke to Medea.

Unlike the British Juggernaut, the King of Fighters of Israel, and the Axe of Uruk, Medea is a true magician of the age of gods, possessing magical attainments that modern magicians cannot match. It's useless. Trying to use command spells to control a magician from the Age of Gods is a joke in itself.

Before the servants sent by Kotomine Kirei arrived, Medea had already broken the contract with her treasure "Wanfu Bingying Breaking Precept", killed her master, and let go of what should have been refined into magic power Crystallized children.

And the death of the master also means that as a follower, she lost her source of magic power.

Now everything is over. In the final analysis, because of the evil things she did during her lifetime, it is an extravagant hope that she only wants to gain the trust of others now.

"Is your master dead...so that's the case, but why did you appear here? Are you being hunted down?" An Zhiyu thought to himself.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, let's do it, and then everything will be over." Medea closed her eyes and pursed her lips tightly.

"But if I leave you alone like this, won't you also die by yourself?" An Zhiyu asked.

Medea opened her eyes, and anger filled her eyes for the first time, "Are you trying to humiliate me?!"

"No... My Master and I both want to win the Holy Grail. Since your Master is no longer here, do you want to consider cooperating with us?" An Zhiyu asked.

One more follower means more combat power, no matter how you think about it, it is not a loss.

"Cooperation?" Medea suddenly smiled, her bright purple lips parted slightly, like a witch in a fairy tale, she looked at the boy in front of her, and said with a sarcasm, "Do you want to cooperate with the witch?" Cooperation? Are you not afraid that I will kill your Master?"