gaze of war

When Matou Kariya summoned his servants, Kotomine Kirei's plan had actually been half realized.

The last servant who has never been present has also revealed his figure.

Only berserker has such a frenzied posture - no reason, no tricks, just eagerly absorb the magic power of the Lord, and then burn his soul, become the sharpest blade in the hands of the Lord, and fight the enemy recklessly Just fight.

Ahhh - that's it, fight, roar, tear each other!

Turn this place into purgatory—and then, everyone will gather for the fierce battle between the heroic spirits that takes place here.

Whether it was Tohsaka Tokiomi, Emiya Kiritsugu, or the magician who killed five assassins at once last time, they would all hear the news without hesitation and gather towards this direction.

They will expose themselves to Kotomine Kirei's sight without knowing it.

There is no longer any need for assassin's prying, they will throw themselves into the spider web erected by Kotomine Kirei like insects that smell the smell of carrion.

The facts were as Kotomine Kirei expected.

When the magic power circuits in the body were invariably aroused with convulsive pain, the magicians almost immediately discovered the traces of the prey they were looking for.

Like hounds that smelled the scent, they rushed towards the direction of the scent from different directions.

The first to arrive here was the rider who had the Thunder Chariot as a Noble Phantasm.

This heroic spirit who appeared in a majestic ox chariot was wearing a unique red fur cloak, and the thin clothing on his body was extremely tight on his muscular body as if it was about to be torn.

At the end of the street, he pulled on the reins and ordered his mount to stop.

Even though he was once a famous emperor in history, he couldn't help frowning his rough eyebrows when he saw the scene of the sea of ​​blood spreading in front of him.

The short-haired boy standing beside him had already spat out with a pale face.

The entrance to Caster Workshop was originally set up by the river, not far from Yatsu Library.The end of the river directly leads to the sea, and there are at least a few kilometers from the workshop to the mouth of the sea—and the river surface of these several kilometers has now been dyed blood red.

Not only that, but there were still some residual limbs floating on the water surface, which were decomposing at an extremely fast speed, emitting a foul smell.Some of those residual limbs barely looked like octopus tentacles, and some were simply torn out of shape, leaving only a mass of rotten flesh, constantly sinking and floating in the blood river.

Beside Blood River Hell, a group of disgusting tentacle monsters are fighting a black-armored heroic spirit.The constant sound of flesh being torn and bones being broken was creepy.

In fact, even the faceless humanoid heroic spirit was fighting in a beastly and irrational way—his body was twisted into a strange shape, like a demon coming out of the depths of hell, roaring Wielding all kinds of weapons, frantically slashing and killing monsters wielding tentacles.

Even that weird heroic spirit was standing not far from the battlefield watching, holding a glowing magic book in his hand.

Even a heroic spirit with no brains should know that the most effective way to deal with a summoned object is to attack the summoner himself—but this black-armored ghost knight obviously has no such intention.He just focused on fighting the monsters in front of him, attacking tirelessly without aim or thinking.

"Rider! That one over there is Caster!"

Hearing the exclamation from Waver beside him, rider narrowed his eyes slightly.He obviously looks like a muscular and muscular man with no brains, but he is unexpectedly calm when facing emergencies.First, he observed the two parties who were fighting, and then carefully observed the man who was identified as the caster.After discovering the magic book in the man's hand and the orange-haired youth cheering excitedly beside him, the Great Emperor immediately determined where the real weakness that needed to be attacked was.

but……

"Wei Bo, send the familiar. See who is in that direction."

The emperor said in a deep voice.

"...Okay, okay..." Although he didn't know the rider's intentions, Weber still activated his familiar.The emissary flew towards the direction indicated by the emperor, and saw all the miserable situations along the way.

"It's really... a nightmarish battlefield... This... This is!!"

The boy who was retching suddenly swallowed his nausea, and screamed in shock at what he saw through the familiar.

Standing on the opposite side of the battlefield from the caster's master and servant are two men.One of them has never been seen before, looks very painful, is curled up on the ground, moaning, and the other... is the Assassin Master who once applied for asylum to the church, that brown-haired and brown-eyed man!

"Rider! That's...the owner of the assassin!"

Hearing Lingzhu's exclamation, the burly Heroic Spirit sighed.

"As expected. Then the other one is the owner of Berserker... Can you see what it looks like?"

"Let me see." Weber manipulated the familiar to approach it.But soon, he found that the assassin's master in his vision suddenly looked in the direction of the familiar, and then waved.

The cold light of the sharp blade seemed to stab at Weber's eyeballs.

The field of vision turned white, and the vision connected with the familiar was cut off.

Wei Bo, who was a little shocked by the unexpected attack, took a step back, his face turned pale: "I was discovered by that person... I only saw a man lying on the ground in pain... wearing a jacket and his hair was White."

"The one who fought these monsters should be the servant of the unknown commander. Judging by the state of the battle... it must be a berserker. He has almost completely lost his mind, and he has no way of guessing his true identity... Such an unscrupulous commander Is the master's fighting style really okay?" The emperor sighed, "If this continues, his master will probably be sucked dry by him and die."

However, Weber's focus was not on the newly appeared black armored heroic spirit.While panting for breath and waiting for the pain in his body to subside slowly, he thought about the intentions of the priest who discovered his familiar.

"...rider, tell me, did the master of the assassin do some deceit again? Otherwise, why did he join forces with the master of the berserker to attack the caster... No matter from which angle you look at it, we are each other who attacked to destroy the caster Although they agreed not to fight each other, they are still competitors after all.”

Weber asked softly.

Even though the burly man around him looked like a simple-minded man with well-developed limbs, how could the legendary conqueror Alexander the Great be such a waste.With the achievements he has made in history, only those men who are able to stand out from the crowd in terms of IQ and force can do it.

Therefore, even though Weber, who often collapsed because of this man's off-line behavior, would reflexively seek answers from his followers when he was lost - based on a kind of trust derived from instinct.

Rider raised his eyebrows, pressed his thick palm on the head of the younger sister, and laughed boldly: "You have made amazing progress for being able to ask such a question, little devil.  … ...If it is said that the servant and the master must have similarities, then that priest might really be a first-class rat who hides his head and dare not show his face. However, we cannot make such a conclusion until we have more information. After all, that Tohsaka at that time The Lord's reaction was too quick... No matter which side is quite suspicious..."

Before he finished speaking, rider shut his mouth due to the sudden situation.The priest in black suddenly put his hand on Lingzhu who was curled up beside him on the ground, and then mobilized his magic power.It was obviously conveying magic power to him and relieving his stress.Then, when the man who fell to the ground in pain and couldn't get up sat up with all his strength, the priest summoned his servant——

From the shadows in all directions, assassins in black revealed their figures.

"It's an assassin!"

Weber exclaimed.

"As expected...there are plural Heroic Spirits!"

"Have you exposed the heroic spirit to everyone..."

Rider narrowed his eyes.

According to common sense, after the assassin's lord is exposed, he will try to hide as much as possible, waiting for the moment to reap the benefits.But now, in order to kill Caster, he has completely lifted his hole cards... Is there any purpose in doing this?

The priest reached out and pointed at the monster in front of them.

"Assist him and kill that monster." He said calmly.

Undoubtedly, this was a rather incomprehensible order for Kotomine Kirei.

In such a battle situation, the most effective way to attack is naturally to surprise the summoner—that is, the caster or his master, instead of foolishly using the assassin's heroic spirit to confront such a monster head-on.

But the assassins didn't notice this.

In fact, even if they sensed something was wrong, they couldn't resist Kotomine Kirei's order—Kotomine Kirei had already made all preparations for the script to be staged completely and grandly on Fuyuki's stage.

It doesn't matter if one Command Seal is wasted.

He would never allow an assassin to disobey his orders again.

Like sharp arrows, the heroic spirits in black jumped out of the darkness without a sound, rushed into the battlefield between monsters and berserkers, and joined the battle.

Something astonishing happened.

When an assassin was tightly bound by the monster's huge tentacles, Berserker swung his weapon without hesitation, cutting him and the tentacles that bound him in two.Blood gushed out like a spring, and the body that had been cut in half fell into the river of blood mixed with a mass of rotten tentacles.

As if falling into some kind of mucus, the body splashed out a blood-red water drop, made a slight "wave" sound, and then slowly sank.

At that moment, all the assassins who were attacking the monster with short knives or daggers froze for a moment almost at the same time, looking in the direction of Berserker.