[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Forget it, not being troubled by pain can make Lancer fight more bravely, however - the function of the nervous system also declines.

Many calculations are just one blow.Thinking of the enemy's strategy, Lancer gritted his teeth again.

"So it's like this... Finn, is there any strange attribute attached to your sword?"

The place hit will be temporarily paralyzed.It's like Lancer's two spears have different attributes, which are the attributes of [Son of the Spear] itself, and the additional lightning attribute after cutting off will make the enemy's wounds suffer the same effect as an electric shock.This is an effect that can be broadly classified as magic.This Noble Phantasm is extremely effective for a war of attrition.

Lancer's red gun can indeed break the electric shock of [Son of the Gun], but it cannot eliminate it from the root cause.The ability to break demons only works when it touches Berserker's sword.

"You are naked in front of me. I can see through all your abilities, but you know very little about the abilities I gained after becoming a Servant. Do you think this battle is unfair, Diarmuid?"

Berserker spoke sarcastically with a steady expression. Although Lancer was silent on the surface, deep down he couldn't help but feel worried.

I don't know how long the paralysis will last.For now, Lancer has lost his left hand.

Besides, Lancer's worries weren't just his own.I don't know what happened to the master.With an encouraging look in his eyes, Lancer glanced at the ruins of the Civic Museum that had been reduced to ashes from the corner of his eye—the owner should still be alive, and the magic power supplied to his body has not stopped!

But just knowing to be alive is not enough.How is Heyamendi who is with the rubble?

"Why haven't you learned your lesson? How did this injury come about? You won't forget it, right?"

Berserker's reprimand brought Lancer back to his senses.What he saw was his former master, glaring at him with a harsh expression like the prelude to a storm.

"If you have time to worry about the master, you should pray that you will not be defeated before her accident, Diarmuid! If you look around like this and don't put all your attention on the battle with me, it will be so unkind to you. With an attitude of seriousness, I will immediately use the trick that defeated Caster and blow you to death!"

Lancer's distraction made Berserker very angry. Lancer tightened his grip on the gun, not knowing how to respond.The safety of the master is closely related to the servants.Even if he could express his thoughts, Berserker would only see it as a perfunctory way and get even angrier.

Because—they are enemies.

The hand holding the yellow gun was numb from the shoulder, as if it wasn't connected to his body at all, and the entire left arm didn't feel like his own. Lancer could only hold the short gun tightly in his hand with the remaining strength.This strength is estimated to barely crush the ants.

Lancer paid a hand to stop Berserker's sneak attack with a killing blow.But from another perspective, Lancer is only left with one hand and a gun to fight.

The feeling of paralysis will definitely not last like Huang Qiangwei's curse...it must last until the paralysis is lifted.Until then, we must persevere in this deathmatch...

***

No innocent people were implicated, and if all goes well, the collapse of the Civic Museum will only result in one death.

The commotion caused by this mutation lasted for nearly a minute before calming down.The roar produced by the collision of metal and metal, although the double barrier of space barrier and anti-magic barrier could not see the scene, the loud noise still spread out.Curious people gradually opened the windows of the houses in the surrounding streets to look out.But under the control measures of the curfew, no matter how curious the residents were, no one dared to gather around to watch the excitement.

In the open space at the back entrance of the museum, Elijah stood smiling with a slight sense of vengeful pleasure.Still intact in such a devastating disaster, it is clear that Elijah did not fall for the enemy's tricks and climbed to the top of the building. Instead, he evacuated to a safe area and activated explosives that could destroy the entire building in one fell swoop. .That is to say, the sum of the pure metal objects that have been infused with his magic and placed inside the museum.

"It would be great if I could play for another three or five minutes."

As if he was still immersed in the aftermath of the tragedy he created, Elijah said in an intoxicated tone and an extremely soft voice.

The wind stopped unconsciously.

Along with the droplets, the black smoke slowly scattered away.A figure emerged from the thick smoke and stood still 20 meters in front of him.

"This is impossible……"

The enemy, who had been mobilized with all the bombs, stood before him again in the burning ruins.Elijah was shocked, looking at her with a mixture of disbelief and fury.

At the other end filled with billowing smoke, Heyamendi saw the slender figure of his old enemy.

"The more humble the thing, the more fate it is. What an unpleasant woman." Elijah glared and gritted his teeth.

He Yamendi's recovery of his life under the shock wave of the explosion was entirely dependent on "Phantom".The price of surviving the tens of thousands of building materials that spread out is nearly twenty tiny holes all over his body.Compared with the left leg that was in a mess, the most serious injury came from the forehead-although the wound was not deep, the blood that flowed out affected the vision of the left eye.The blood plasma dyed a small strand of snow-white curls into a strangely rich red.

He Yamendi raised his left hand to touch the painful head.

— At least, Elijah felt a moment of comfort at the sight of these horrific scars.

"It can't be true... Einzbern." Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't show any anxiety.He Yamendi no longer cared about the many wounds added to his body, and fixed his eyes on the enemy in front of him, "You didn't arrange the Holy Grail ceremony here from the beginning?!"

After hearing this conclusion, Elijah laughed quite heartily.

"Yes, at St. Vitus Cathedral. Why, you look surprised."

"..."

Hoyamendi expected that the Civic Museum would be the place where the Holy Grail was about to be born, so he waited for Elijah's arrival on the roof of the commanding heights.She originally thought that this was the chosen place for the altar, and Elijah would never blow up the entire museum.Now, she finally figured it out—Elijah saw her escape through the window and figured that she would stay on the high ground.

"You put the Holy Grail there, aren't you afraid of being taken away by others?"

"——No. There is a precise deployment there. I dismissed everyone, and there are multiple barriers to protect it. At least it will be safe before sunrise tomorrow."

From the very beginning, Elijah arranged the ceremony of the descent of the Holy Grail in St. Vitus Cathedral in the Castle District.The Civic Museum is just a well-decorated burial place for her to lure enemies into traps.

"Let me know your wish before you die." The red-haired aristocratic man sneered shortly, and looked down upon her with contemptuous eyes, "Tell me, as an outsider, why are you so obsessed with realizing your wish?" The holy grail of miracles, what do you want to gain from it?"

"No."

"No wish...then, do you want to destroy the Holy Grail itself?"

Facing the man's probing questions, Heyamendi suddenly became quiet, did not answer or refute, but just stared at that face.It seems that this is the answer.

"Ha, that's how it is." Elijah's tone was unusually calm, as if the person standing in front of him was not an enemy at the moment, "I have to thank you for smashing Aqia's head instead of dismembering her."

"I'm not that interested."

"But don't you want to destroy the Holy Grail? In that case, you only need to destroy Aqia's body."

"..."

Finally, there was another expression on that eternally frozen iceberg-like face.The white-haired woman showed a different puzzled expression, and Elijah admired it to the fullest, and said as if mocking:

"If the precious 『Equipment of the Holy Grail』 is destroyed, the war will stop halfway without a winner being determined. This Holy Grail War will also be nullified.——Looking like this, you don't seem to know. Pretty average. Not as smart as I thought."

When interrogating Aqiya, he just kept focusing on the end of the Holy Grail War, ignoring the possibility of abandoning it halfway.But Hoyamendi didn't feel remorse.

"That is to say, if you take out the little Holy Grail from that little girl's abdomen and break it, the Great Holy Grail will not be able to descend, and the game will be voided?"

"Yeah. It's as simple as that."

"It doesn't matter. It's not a big deal if you destroy it once. I want to get the Holy Grail, and make a wish of 'Never hold a Holy Grail War again'—!"

"You... what are you talking about!"

He Yamendi's words hit Elijah like a thunderbolt.Because of the shocking words, Elijah froze there as if in a plaster cast.

"This is, this is arrogance! This is blasphemy against magicians!"

In front of Elijah who raised his staff of civilization and roared at the enemy with his eagle head, Heyamendi slightly turned his eyes to one side, looked at the already deserted citizen museum for a while, and sighed. Take a breath.

"Magician - I haven't delved into this kind of thing. However, I will make a good one