My Mom Sandy Love Song

Not to reach the root, but to the stage before reaching the root—that is, to increase the number of people of his life, he devoted his life.

There must be a constant increase in numbers—for the prosperity of the clan.

Must become stronger - for the prosperity of the clan.

The wish entrusted to the Great Holy Grail to multiply, strengthen and increase oneself.

A man who confuses his love for his clan with his obsession and delusions, but refuses to understand how shattering his dreams are.

There are only bloody cruel eyes and monsters with sharp fangs exposed.

The vampire Dracula slowly looked around as if he was carefully observing the surroundings, and then locked his target somewhere.

The sky garden, the enemy's main stronghold.

"Ha, no matter how you say it, it's still a monster that is far from the gods. This won't change!"

Achilles, standing on the observation deck of the Sky Garden, took the first step forward.

Holding the gun of the hero killer in his hand, he approached the vampire in an instant with his handsome feet.

The spear that was thrown while jumping was stabbing the vampire at the speed of a bullet—!

"no!"

The stopping voice came from the Black Archer.

"Huh? This voice is—"

Achilles is the perfect hero, not disturbed by hearing a familiar voice, but—

The vampire caught Achilles' throwing spear with the speed surpassing the fastest hero.

"what…….?!"

A deadly shot fired at a speed faster than sound.

Faced with this blow that could not be dodged, the vampire actually grabbed the gun firmly with one hand.

It was as unimaginable as catching a flying missile with bare hands.

Although he was injured when catching the thrown spear, but the moment the muscle was broken, the body was restored—the regeneration speed was even higher than that of Spartacus.

The vampire laughed and flew towards the Red Rider.

Achilles, who was jumping, was crushed to the ground in an instant.

However, even so, he still has the strength to spare.

Because as long as the opponent does not inherit the blood of God, then all attacks will have no effect on this body.

The moment the vampire exposed its fangs, Rider reflexively stretched out his arms to block.

The moment he was bitten, he felt a wonderful itching pain.

"—It's poison!?"

In the next instant, Achilles was kicked more than ten meters away by Chiron who flashed from the side.

"Lord... Please hand this person over to me as agreed!"

The vampire glanced at Chiron, then nodded boredly, then turned his gaze back to the sky garden.

"Cough cough..."

Moaning and standing up, Achilles glared at the guy who kicked him.

"—Bastard, what are you doing... Eh, teacher!?"

Instead of Dracula exuding hostility towards him, it was a man with a strong figure. Chiron raised his bow expressionlessly and aimed the arrow at this side.

"...The attack on you must have [Divinity] skills to be effective.

Because of your brave nature, even illusions and magic that interfere with the mind are completely useless.

But even without inheriting the blood of the gods, there is a way to 'turn you into a companion' - and that is the act of sucking blood. "

Red Rider—Achilles' mother, the goddess Thetis, roasted him as a baby with sacred fire, trying to evaporate all his human blood and turn him into a complete god.

Even though it was interrupted by her husband Peleus, his body has acquired the characteristics of immortality except for the heel.

No matter what kind of attack, Achilles has no effect... But this feature also has two flaws.

The first one, as long as it is a person who also inherits the blood of God, it will be hurt.Second, if it's not an attack—

"...is not applicable to acts of fraternity."

Red Rider continued the conversation with a displeased face.

The Black Archer didn't smile, but just drew the bowstring fully, and shot at the disciple he just met without hesitation.

"It's better to die by my hands than to become a vampire, Achilles!"

"Hmph, even if the opponent is a teacher... I have no intention of losing!"

The two Greek men fought each other with fighting smiles.

On the outside of the sky garden is a more chaotic battle.

The center of the battlefield is the vampire Dracula VS Karna, in a unilateral crushing situation.

Even if the current vampire is pierced by the divine gun, it will not be affected, and its physical performance is also beyond the scope of the Holy Grail system, even surpassing the strongest red Lancer in this Holy Grail War.

From Karna's expression, it can be seen that it is very difficult for him to meet him.

However, even if his physical ability is at a disadvantage, Karna's martial arts are still unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

After catching a flaw of the vampire, the steel gun in his hand pierced through the heart where the spiritual core was.

Almost all Servants would die instantly under such circumstances.

"...!!"

The god-killing spear indeed pierced through the opponent's heart.

But the vampires, far from being wiped out, were even indifferent.

What flowed out from the pierced part was not blood, but an unknown object similar to a black shadow.

It's a bat.

The scattered bats minimized the damage and then regrouped to gradually form a human form.

Karna stared at his gun with wide eyes: "...Although it has a definite feel, it won't be effective if it becomes like that."

It was really hard for him to conceal his astonishment, he couldn't even pierce his spirit core with his sharp spear, that is to say...

"Looks like it's going to be an uphill battle."

In one corner of the battlefield is the confrontation between Frankenstein and the red Saber.

——Compared to the battle between Achilles and Chiron, this place can only be described as a battle of chickens pecking at each other.

The armor woven by the magic power of Sbaer the Red may not be a big deal in front of the heroes of the Age of Gods, but it is very difficult for Frankenstein to break through.

But on the other hand, the red Saber's own martial arts were also very bad. She had to spend a lot of effort to parry the berserker girl's heavy hammer with the holy sword wrapped in wind pressure in her hand.

When the weapons collide, the current and the wind fly together.

"...What is that red Saber?"

Rhodes frowned, observing that it was the first time he saw Miss Saber in the Holy Grail War.

From the outside, it looks exactly the same as my wife [Artoria] from the sword rank, but King Arthur won't be [-]/[-] with Frankenstein...

That sword skill can only be described as clumsy, and it doesn't have King Arthur's kingly style at all, exuding a strong sense of miscellaneous fish.

"Hey! Stop playing, Saber! Quickly use the move you did that day, the move of biubiubiu shooting the sword!"

Lion Jie shouted from behind.

He really didn't understand what was going on with his Servant. He had even suppressed the mighty Black Archer that day, but today he was indistinguishable from the weak Black Berserker.

"I don't want to. I don't want to show my cards with so many people. Especially... that guy is also hiding in the dark to observe here."

With a gorgeous smile, the red Saber was immersed in the low-level battle with Frankenstein.

"That being said... let me be a little more serious!"

As the red Saber said, he touched the gust of wind that hid the blade——

However, she made a mistake.

That is, this Holy Grail War is a faction battle, and information is exchanged.

The Yggdomerenia camp has long known about her 【Wind King Hammer】.

At the same moment, Frankenstein's magic power suddenly became full.

This is the critical moment to decide the outcome——

Coles, who made such a judgment, used the first Command Spell to strengthen Frankenstein's strength and speed.

"Uh... ah ah ah ah!"

The pure white girl screamed and rushed towards Saber.

The warhammer supported by the Command Spell burst out lightning, and the powerful blow was hitting the red Saber's defenseless belly violently.

According to the information uploaded by Chiron, the Red Saber is the strongest Saber King Arthur.

If King Arthur is the opponent, it is impossible to expect Frankenstein to win alone from the beginning.

So, this is actually a feint——

"--Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Two silver flashes stood out from the darkness, slashing straight towards the red Saber's back.

Miyamoto Musashi is the world's number one sneak attack master.

In the front is Frankenstein's war hammer strengthened by the command spell, and in the back is Musashi, the strongest swordsman. Even if the opponent is that King Arthur, it will stop here!

boom--! ! !

It sounded like a stamping machine flattening a car.

Frankenstein's blow has a definite hit feel.