Ajin's Infinite World Raiders

However, the other figures he noticed in his senses made him suppress his thoughts and did not act rashly.

"There is a shadow on the platform in the west, and there is also one in the east... They all seem to be holding sniper (Harmony) guns? Tsk, so the magicians in this world are so modern! With guns... Yes, magicians are also human beings. , if the head explodes, you will die, if you aim at the master, you can indeed easily eliminate the opponent with less effort."

Of course, the so-called firearms are the least worry for Zhao Zhe.

Not to mention that it is the "Black Flame Demon" who is here instead of himself. Even if his body is really here, and he is shot (harmonious) to death, it is just a matter of wasting his life. After a few seconds, it was full of blood and resurrected.

"However, neither of the two gunmen seem to have spotted me?"

In Zhao Zhe's fighting instinct, he did not feel that "himself" was being pointed at by the muzzle, which means that the two gunmen hadn't found him so far.

This is quite a coincidence.

On the one hand, because the "Black Flame Demon" hides in the shadows, it is almost invisible to the naked eye.

On the other hand, IBM itself, which constitutes the "Black Flame Demon", is actually invisible to existences other than demihumans, and it cannot be photographed even by instruments, and the ruthless flames, which are the light of the soul, are not able to release their power. It is to completely restrain the heat, and even the thermal imager can't detect it - and unfortunately, the heretical magician named Emiya Kiritsugu and his assistant used the thermal imager in this operation!

"Let me see who they are targeting..."

With his keen senses, which were magnified several times when the fighting instinct was activated, Zhao Zhe analyzed the target of the two gunmen bit by bit.

One is the weak chicken heroic spirit on the crane he found earlier, and the other is a white male figure standing on a roof and hiding behind a container.

Because Zhao Zhexuan's position is quite good, he happened to be able to bring all these people into his sight.

"The local tyrant white magician who booked the hotel? Oh, this is a good show! This guy didn't expect that there are people in this world who will shoot him with a sniper (harmony) gun!"

Seeing that the white magician was very careless and could hardly be called hiding, Zhao Zhe immediately felt that this guy was taking jujube pills.

This is war!This is fighting!Is it really okay to be so careless? !

He didn't even dare to appear in person without seeing him, an immortal demihuman, and only sent a "substitute" here?

This guy came here so carelessly, standing carelessly at a high place, carelessly exposed to the muzzle of others... Could it be that this guy is really strong enough to not be afraid of bullets?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhe hesitated for a while about which target he should find.

Is it the Heroic Spirit who is so weak that it doesn't look like a Heroic Spirit, or the two gunmen, or the white magician who looks very unsuspecting?

And just when he hesitated, the two sides who were fighting below suddenly separated.

Under a fierce battle of white soldiers, both sides seemed to have achieved some results - Lancer, who was riding a white horse, had a drop of blood dripping from the gap of his right arm armor; Saber, who held two swords, was on the left shoulder. The strong wind carried by the long spear tore a wound, and the blood flowed continuously.

Judging from the severity of the injuries on both sides, it seems that there is no one who suffers more. It can be said that the strength of these two heroic spirits is indeed indistinguishable in the hand-to-hand battle.

However, this kind of injury, which is bound to go to the hospital on ordinary people, is not a big deal for Servants who are essentially only spiritual bodies. The Master behind them is just a simple healing magic, and it can be easily cured. Well, the injuries of the two heroic spirits, even the bloodstains disappeared.

At this moment, an erratic voice sounded in the battlefield——

"Saber, stop playing! That Lancer is very difficult to deal with, so I allow you to use the Noble Phantasm and fight it quickly!"

This is the white magician hiding behind the container speaking.

"Understood, my master!"

The swordsman with two swords put away the short sword in his left hand, and held the hilt of the long sword with the crimson blade in both hands.

At this moment, the magic power on his body suddenly erupted, and the flame of magic power that was visible to the naked eye burned on the sword edge. It is conceivable that his next blow must be a shocking kill!

"Lancer!"

Irisviel, who was watching from a distance, saw this scene, and couldn't help calling the servant's name worriedly. The momentum of the prelude alone was so terrifying, could Lancer really stop Saber's next blow?

Chapter 15 The Invading Conqueror

Facing Saber's forthcoming Noble Phantasm attack, Lancer did not show weakness, and immediately put his magic power into the spear in his hand, intending to retaliate with the same Noble Phantasm.

In the whirlwind caused by the surge of magic power, I saw that the long spear woven from countless metal strips gradually transformed its form, and some of the metal strips near the grip were transformed into light quality, and gradually extended towards the spear head.

And with the light quality of the spear, Lancer's magical energy also increased, and in an instant, it rose to the point where it was not inferior to, or almost surpassed, Saber.

The moment when the two sides accumulate their energy, it is the moment when the victory or defeat is announced!

- As it should be.

At this moment, there was a roar of thunder in the sky.

And along with the thunder came another magical reaction full of oppression.

Lancer and Saber stopped the Noble Phantasm's charging action at the same time, and turned to look at the sky in the southeast direction - where the thunder came from.

I saw a flying object streak across the sky in a straight line, coming straight here, and sprinkled purple sparks of lightning in the night sky, the sound must be undoubtedly it.

"...chariot..."

Irisviel was stunned and opened her mouth in astonishment.

Judging from the appearance, this is an ancient chariot with two fronts, but it is not a war horse, but a burly and fit bull with muscles rolling like waves.

The hooves of the bull tread on the void, pulling the luxurious and magnificent chariot——

No, the chariot is not simply floating in the air!The wheels of the chariot roared, and under the bull's hooves, it was not the earth but lightning!

Every time hooves and wheels rolled across the empty sky, purple lightning flashed its spider web-shaped tentacles, rolling up the atmosphere with a deafening roar, and the lightning burst might be as magical as Lancer's. Comparable to Saber's all-out strike in hand-to-hand combat.

Only a Servant's Noble Phantasm can be so bizarre and emit such enormous magical power.

Don't think about it, this must be the third Servant!