Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Diarmuid Odina?"

The spearman's real name was revealed unexpectedly, or the people watching the battle in secret were more or less shocked.

"In that Celtic myth, the chief knight of the Fiona Knights, with a glorious appearance—"

"It's no wonder that girl is so wary of that short/spear. The legendary yellow rose (Gae·Buidhe), which will never be destroyed, cannot be healed once it is injured. In addition, Lancer's spear skills are indeed tricky existences. Can--"

What kind of terrifying existence is that girl who can tell Lancer's real name just by looking at her face?

"Is it insight, or real name recognition?"

High above the sky, in the chariot flashing with lightning, the young man who was glanced fiercely did not forget to analyze the existing information, but the conclusion he drew made him bite his knuckles anxiously.

Soon he overturned his guess.

"No, judging from the fact that she was guarding the yellow short/gun from the very beginning, this hero already knew Lancer's real name, why..."

Naturally, no one answered his question. His servant, the owner of this chariot, the burly man was watching the increasingly fierce battle below with great interest.

Teenage Weber's speculation continues:

"...I have never seen the magic hidden in her body before. It is obviously close to the mysterious side of the magic. It can fight Lancer back and forth. Is it Saber?"

"Boy, don't make premature inferences." The cavalryman who seemed to have never listened denied his little Master's guess at this moment. that tyrant.

The tyrant raised his arm thicker than the boy's thigh, from top to bottom, pinched the boy's head and turned to the side: "Look there."

Before the boy had time to express his dissatisfaction with this rough behavior, he discovered another group of masters and servants rushing not far away.

One of them has long silver-white hair and bright red eyes, which is the unique appearance of an Einzbern artificial human, while the other is a petite woman in a men's suit——

"—Saber?" The boy opened his eyes wide in shock, "How is it possible, then who is that girl on the field?"

"Using a naginata, it should be a native heroic spirit... Excluding the most likely Saber, and looking at the fan behind that can blow a hurricane, it is inevitable that people will not be reminded of the legend of the country on the other side of the sea." The boy's brain quickly He began to search for a heroic spirit who could be related to him, "There is only one caster left for the servants who haven't appeared yet... Just kidding, where is there such a capable caster!"

The young man took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down. In the absence of external interference, this student of the Spirit Department seemed sharp and professional when it came to his current field of study: "I still care about what she said about 'meta-human beings'." history' and 'interlaced timelines'..."

"Ah!"

All the sounds ended with a gunshot.

Lancer and I, who were firing a real fire, saw each other immediately, then exchanged swords and guns, closed our hands tacitly, and both retreated.

"Doctor?" I calmed down the violent heartbeat brought about by my high concentration, "Which side?"

"The sniper on the tall building," the doctor I trusted without hesitation said almost a second after I finished asking: "The target is the magician on the warehouse."

This time, Lancer showed an offended and furious expression. Now that the master's whereabouts have been exposed, he has no need to cover up. The spearman quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the gunshot: "Master!"

"Hmph, layman."

The iron-gray metallic liquid spontaneously formed a circle, and a haughty, dismissive voice came out of it:

"What are you still hesitating about, Lancer, don't do unnecessary things, I have authorized you to release the treasure, and quickly get rid of that heroic spirit!"

Then came the debate between the loyal knight and the jealous lord, and I stepped back quietly, hiding myself in the shadows.

After thinking about it, I still felt that it was not enough, so I silently looked away, not looking at the expression of the spearman thoughtfully.

After counting ten in my mind, I looked back with a normal expression, automatically deleted the conversation I heard a minute ago from my mind, and waved the knife in my hand friendly: "Shall we continue? "

Any sympathy is an insult to this opponent, and the best retaliation for him is to fight, fight, and fight without distraction!

Unfortunately, after that gunshot, the outsider officially announced to intervene in this one-on-one duel, and it was destined to be unable to continue.

There are too many eyes focused here, and the grand and grand debut I originally wanted has been achieved.

"What do you think, Huahua?" After the initial run-in, the doctor would already ask me for my opinion.

"The Saber team who came at full speed arrived here in about 30 seconds, hardly concealing their whereabouts and intentions. The Rider team in the sky is still watching, but according to the trend of the gathering of heroic spirits, it is not far away, Archer..."

He paused, and I subconsciously glanced at the surrounding streetlights. I didn't see anything, but I always felt that I met a pair of cold red eyes.

I blinked slowly towards the direction that felt the most vivid, and thought for a second.

After all, that is the king of an ancient country. Although he is now in the form of a tyrant, since we met, as a courtesy, how should I express it?

It doesn't matter to him, but I want to be worthy of the help I received when I was on the absolute Warcraft front.

and so……

——How is the meeting ceremony for the people of Uruk?

I flipped through my memory, and what came to mind one by one was that the candy handed out by the soldier who guarded the Warcraft Front Fortress with a good memory was the three pieces given by the citizens of Uruk when we first shaved the Warcraft together. The silver reward of sheep is the hand-woven garland given by the smiling old woman in the flower shop on Uruk Avenue, the smoke rising from the making of weapons, and the never-ending sound of iron forging day and night, that lively and lively, before the doomsday Live every day in Uruk...

In the end, what I saw was the gentle smile of the chief priest, Siduri.

It is false, the experience separated by a layer of screen, but it is also a real memory of real experience, crying, laughing, despair, struggle, and life to death.

With a mood that I don't know, I clumsily and purely discarded all distracting thoughts as I had appeared in my memory. I clenched my right fist and pressed it to the center of my chest, leaning forward slightly, facing the empty space. A salute was performed above.

Greetings to you, King of Uruk.

"Huahua?" The doctor who was waiting for my judgment had a panoramic view of my movements, with a hint of expected emotion, "I knew it."

"Courtesy first, then soldiers," I put down my hands embarrassedly, and smiled, "No one clearly stipulates that the heroic spirits will be beaten to death as soon as they meet."

"Then have you thought about what to do next?" The doctor who resignedly chased after me and tried to feed me asked veiledly, and indicated to me that he had reached the edge of the battlefield, and was watching the Saber team here, as well as everyone. Fang Fang stood opposite Lancer who was carrying a gun.

Of course, we all know that there are Assassin and Rider hiding in the shadows, maybe Bersaker is also on the way to raise the butcher knife.

——Have you ever thought about how to fulfill your identity?

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "That's it, how about it?"

What else.

Senior Arash, if this trip goes well, I might be able to take Caster's place smoothly, but if it doesn't work...

"It's not bad anyway, we have to fight one by one," I spread my hands, "what are you afraid of, I'll take you there!"

"I think you are more suitable for Bersaker," the doctor complained in a low voice, and patched me resignedly, "—Ruler."

"Hey," I took a small breath in surprise, turned my head, and looked at this little clever ghost with complicated eyes.

——It turns out that it can still be like this.

--That is.

The doctor raised his eyebrows proudly, and slowly raised the coffee cup in his hand.

"Oh la la la la la la la la—"

"Pfft—cough cough cough cough!"

Lightning fell from the sky, thunder and cars shook the ground and electric fire blared, and they never covered up their tracks, only the Rider team, who watched the battle openly, fell from the sky.

I took a step back, put one hand behind the doctor who was coughing earth-shatteringly, stroking the air meaningfully as if to slap my back, and with the other hand I set up a big naginata in front of my body.

The blue-purple ground flashes and the two panting divine bulls caught the eye, and the thick cloak engraved with the golden coat of arms flew violently, and the red-haired man sitting on the chariot laughed and opened his arms :

"My name is Iskandar the Conqueror!"

The thick voice overwhelmed the thunder, and the King of Conquerors sat in the middle, as if looking down from the throne:

"Heroic spirits who have descended into the world, please join me and give me the Holy Grail—"

Not to mention the reactions of the people, either overtly or implicitly, as a person who has faced this shocking appearance, the only thing left in my mood for a while is "I really deserve to be the King of Conquerors".

"Wow, I think I have been working hard for a long time, and the effect is not as good as the appearance of His Excellency the King of Conquerors." I stared straight at the handsome chariot, "Although I have already prepared for this... ..."

Damn, so handsome, so domineering, it's a height I can't reach.

He even has lightning special effects!

I turned half of my body to block the coughing doctor behind me, and met the king's gaze.

Huh?Did you see me first?

Even though he had the upper hand, he was able to pass the chief knight and knight king... To some extent, I still had a sense of illusion.

This is a solemn invitation from the monarch, and it is destined that I cannot refuse it perfunctorily.

To some extent, it is a conspiracy.

"You are an admirable king," I looked straight into those crimson eyes that contained the sky and the storm, trying to let him see the sincerity and firmness in my eyes: "Sorry, I also have to fight against you reason."

Anyway, if I can’t make up a reason, I won’t make it up!

"Oh?" The Conqueror, who was rejected by me, touched his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly looked behind me, "The reason why you snatched the Holy Grail is the person you stopped behind?"

I didn't reply anymore, I just half raised the knife in my hand to show my attitude.

Doctors, and only doctors, are absolutely not allowed to be tempted.

The one-in-a-million encounter is a rare one. It happened to catch the doctor who should have disappeared from nothingness, and it just happened to catch up with this special Fourth Holy Grail War. If you miss it, maybe there will be no next time.

The only chance, must win.

"Is that so?" The King of Conquerors seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted, decisively gave up on negotiating with me, and turned to look at the other two heroic spirits present——

"I reject!"

"Forgive me for refusing!"

Well, this is also a traditional art.

While these few people started communicating, I, who had retreated into the shadows unknowingly, with the help of the doctor, gradually weakened my sense of existence.

Seeing that the scene is getting more and more chaotic, and it's obvious that I can't fight, if I stay any longer, I'm not good at covering up, maybe I will be dug out by these people for something else, it's still a long time, why don't I run first——

"——!!!"

A sound wave that cannot be captured by the human ear vibrated, and my retreating steps suddenly stopped, and I didn't care to cover it. I rushed out of the shadows, jumped directly to the highest point of this place, and looked in the direction of the sound wave. .

That direction is——

Weiyuanchuan!

'Master! Senior Arash's hurried voice came through the contract, "Waiyuanchuan direction!" '

'I saw it,' I stared at that direction tightly, and my perception that was spread out was bundled into a thread, and I explored, 'What happened to you? '

'It's Caster,' the archer said angrily, 'I'm sorry, I missed it. '

'I followed the traces given by Dr. Roman, and I caught their tails, but that Caster was too cunning, and just suspected that he might be followed, he directly detonated the magic workshop, and I only had time to kill them. After killing that murderous master and saving half of the surviving children, Caster fled down the sewer to the direction of the river—"

'Understood, thanks!Thank you for your hard work, I am rushing in that direction,' I clasped the back of my right hand, and the three-stroke command spell that only I can see shimmers, 'how is your situation? '

"Life is safe," the archer instantly understood what I meant, and answered concisely, "It can be restored, no Command Seal is needed."

"Okay," I hurriedly glanced at the heroic spirit below who also changed slightly, put away the big naginata that was too obvious to target, and jumped down from a high place, "there is a high probability that it will be a sea monster, an undead creature that can regenerate infinitely , I trouble you to evacuate the surrounding people as soon as possible after you have settled those children, my fighting strength is enough for the time being! '

Rolling sideways to remove the impulsive force brought by the leap of faith, I propped up the leaning body with one hand, and popped out——

The sky is thunder and the roar of chariots, followed by the Saber group, Lancer and his master have disappeared, and I can't separate my mind to speculate.

It wasn't dark yet, and the sun hadn't even set.

——It happened to be daytime.

Weiyuanchuan has gradually diffused the dense fog, but this cannot conceal the intense life activities erupting from it.

"Straight ahead! Huge mana value detected! No...it can't be detected, it's still regenerating—"

The doctor's real-time broadcast was still coming, and I didn't care about the so-called "concealment" principle of the Holy Grail War. I gritted my teeth, grabbed the nearest branch, and swung myself high into the air with my arms.

The whole bridge is about to be swallowed up, who cares!

[At this moment, we once again hold high the banner of salvation, those who have been abandoned, come and gather here! 】

In the middle of the ever-growing sea monsters.A thin man wearing a large mage robe with a crazy expression raised the human skin book in his hand and shouted to the sky:

[Lead by me, command by me!The voice of resentment from us who have been abandoned will surely reach God's ears! 】

I pulled out the big round fan on my back, flipped it over, and turned my back to the red bridge.

"Drink-"

The hurricane started from under my feet, and I stepped on the wind. Emerald green vines and branches and leaves surrounded my exposed skin. Behind me was the fiery trees and silver flowers blooming from thunder and lightning, and in front of me was the dazzling sun still hanging in the sky.

And I, with scorching breath, the blade of the gods has been unsheathed!