[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

An easy enemy to deal with... Fortunately, he still has that.

Lancer's golden eyes hide murderous intent.

[Knights don't die with bare hands], this kind of almost unsolvable ability is beyond the reach of other heroic spirits.Besides, this is not Saber's trump card.The title of the strongest class is by no means in vain.

however……

His "weapon" was cut off again.This is already the third time, which makes Saber have to face up to it.

what happened?

Lancer waved the red gun in his right hand and charged straight over.One-third of the tree trunk was cut off, and it was within the proper attack range of the spear.In order to prevent Lancer's attack, Saber can be said to have tried his best.The continuous erosion of magic power constantly strengthens the branches in the hands.The red gun's attack, as expected, was held firmly.Immediately, the yellow gun in Lancer's left hand turned its head around, making a low-pitched sound and attacking Saber.The magic gun that caused Archer to suffer an incurable wound!

Saber quickly retreated decisively, avoiding the deadly trajectory of the short gun.

Lancer's two guns swung freely in Lancer's hands, holding both long and short guns at the same time, but the attack power was not inferior to holding one with both hands alone.In this way, it can attack regardless of distance. Saber's "weapon" has been compromised, from the point of view of the pros and cons of the equipment, it is reasonable to be forced to this point by Lancer.

Taking advantage of the long-haired knight's rapid retreat, the red gun struck again, while the yellow gun followed up.

The two magic guns, the long and the short, passed by in succession in front of Saber who was flying back, slashing across the knight's hair.

The two heroic spirits stood still.

Saber looked at the red gun in Lancer's right hand, lost in thought.After the red gun's Noble Phantasm ability was released, its own advantage gradually lost.Every time, when he deftly blocked the stabbing spear with his "weapon", something would happen...

was cut off and then reduced to a normal tree trunk.

If the yellow gun in the left hand can inflict a curse that cannot be cured, then the red gun in the right hand can break the magic power, right?

But, as if keeping a promise of self-restraint, each lancer is cut off only once.So far, the three trunks have been cut off three times.The man in front of him...why didn't he simply cut his "weapon" until it was too long to be used anymore?

It seems that the heroic spirit of this lancer is a warrior who sticks to the rules.But it is precisely because of this that it reflects his noble side.

"Saber, be serious. You should know it. No matter how many branches are useless. Take out the real Noble Phantasm that matches the strength of the Sword Knight and fight with me!"

Lancer changed his usual gentle tone, and spoke in a tone of contempt mixed with a little expectation.

Hearing this, the long-haired knight, whose face was as calm as the surface of a lake, frowned. While staring at Lancer, Saber kept searching in her mind.

on the other hand.It was precisely because he realized that Lancer had an advantage in the battle with Saber, that Rider's comrades did not target Saber.

The French army responded to the call of the heroic spirit Joan of Arc, and the soul-like body gathered from the other side of time and space.Looking around, under the hazy mountain mist and in the endless dark forest, the comrades who once embraced the same dream as the saint, their thoughts spanning time and space, their ideals surpassing reality, are raising the battle flag above their heads at the rider Build up.Such a magnificent scene touches the soul.The shocking scene, anyone who sees it will be taken away.

Infected by the will of the rider, the French soldiers who were searching for the enemy only judged the Berserker as an enemy.

The black mist blocked everything, and Berserker couldn't be seen clearly.But the black giant has no fear, maybe he doesn't feel any emotion called fear at all.

The battle flags with gold borders on a white background waved back and forth. The rider has no reservations.She swung it four times.

To maintain each comrade-in-arms to fight in the real world, a lot of magic power must be provided.Not only is his own magical power being rapidly consumed, but the boy hiding in the Viba Garden must also supply his magical power to the front.Berserker must be defeated quickly!The master can't stand a long fight.What's more, the rider is not sure when the archer on the wooden house in the distance will intervene.

"what……"

For Archer, this is the second time he has witnessed the majestic lineup of [Immortal·Saint·Soul of France].So is Rhodes.Beside the relatively calm master and slave, Elijah, who finally saw this scene with his own eyes, felt palpitations.This is not only reflected in the shock of Rider's powerful Noble Phantasm, but also for reasons that make people feel ashamed.

—— Elijah noticed Saber's dilemma.

Seeing your son's anxiety, Rhodes turned his head towards the servant beside him.

"Have you not found it yet? Today's performance is not up to par, Archer."

"Don't worry, take your time. 'Clairvoyance' is not clairvoyance." The heroic spirit of ancient Greece responded in a slightly perfunctory tone.

Archer's Heroic Spirit has excellent eyesight.As a reserved skill, [Clairvoyance] is often used for scouting.Unlike Assassin's voyeuristic reconnaissance, which relies on cutting off the breath to approach the enemy, Archer adopts a more direct method.

To capture the location of the only hostile force, Maqili Helving, who did not show up.

Although the Heroic Spirit stood on a high place, he opened his eyes wide and took a lookout-like view of the surroundings. His eagle-like sight was as far away as a lighthouse shining light on the sea.But his expression looked sloppy, and his eyes were attracted by the two familiar figures on the battlefield, lancer and rider, from time to time.

The imposing and majestic French army!

After the rider battle flag was waved, one soldier after another began to rush towards the Berserker.

Mixed with astonishing speed, the black and silver silhouettes flew straight over.With one ax, a French warrior was split in half from the middle of the body.

The berserker was fighting with the soldiers. Saber is pinned down by lancer.There are no allies around the black giant.There are no less than [-] enemies all over the front, back, left, and right, and the number is still gradually rising.

The soldiers slashed their weapons and came one after another.

Before the sword pierced half of the planned route, Berserker's battle ax had already arrived, and the abdomen of a soldier who rushed to the front was easily cut open, and his body was suddenly blown away by the huge impact.The intestines detached from the body, danced wildly under the spray of blood, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Instead of retrieving the thrown axe at all, Berserker's right palm constantly churns out new tomahawks, unlimited weapon summons, just like rider's soldiers.

The giant ax flew out, and another soldier fell forward, slamming his face into the ground.At this time, it is still completely unclear what happened.

Until I saw blood all over the ground—the right hand was gone.

The severe back pain that followed quickly made the soldier lose consciousness and dissipated in flying smoke.

The soldiers who charged against the black giant formed a sea of ​​miracles.In the process of running, people kept getting hit by axes, fell to the ground, got up, and finally disappeared.Like harvested ears of wheat.

The berserker threw the giant ax in this way without interruption, again and again, one handle after another.Every blow of the deadly ax would kill a French soldier.It seems as if you can't feel the heavy throw at all, and the relaxed look is like throwing bouquets at a wedding.

Such crazy throwing and slashing really lived up to the title of Berserker, a mad warrior who lost all rationality.Such excellent martial arts... really amazing!

Although he was appreciative in his heart, the rider was not flustered.The balance of victory has been tipped in her favor.

Although the throwing ax is extremely accurate and every blow is worthwhile, it can only get rid of the enemy directly in front of it.Among the troops surrounded by Rider, the dead soldiers were only a small part.The speed of throwing giant axes is far behind the number of soldiers swarming up.Black Giant's weakness is turn speed.This conclusion was drawn as early as the Battle of Charles Bridge.

The black giant, who was more than two meters tall, had no time to adjust his huge body, and the soldiers behind rushed over, causing Berserker to fail.

That's why Aqiya, who was watching the battle from behind, never laughed outrageously as usual.

"berserker... Damn..."

Akiah growled nervously.But he couldn't scream, and the low pitch of hatred was pressed in his throat, just like nagging.

"Ahhhhhh-"

Berserker roared in pain, and a deep bone-deep wound split open on his back.Finally, he turned his bulky body around and slashed at the soldier who hit him in the head.

The heads of the soldiers who won the lottery immediately blossomed.

"Be careful behind!"

Finally, Aqiya yelled loudly.This roar undoubtedly indicated that Berserker was in crisis!

Because of the black giant's turn, the enemy who was originally in the front was behind Berserker.Another sword swung down.For a French soldier whose combat power has been raised to A-level, as long as the sword hits a vital point, the power is enough to cut a Berserker into a serious injury, or even die immediately