[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

It's not just the right arm.

Ten meters away, the floating Caster stared at Lancer with a sad smile on his face.But soon, he relaxed and smiled brightly.

Turning around quickly, Lancer started to move.Is it to prepare to throw the yellow spear while the enemy's pace is not steady, or is he planning to stick to the caster again immediately with a fierce offensive?Nobody knew—because his arm was only a few centimeters up before it froze.

"ice……"

The stunned Lancer felt a chill on his neck.He looked around in surprise, and was shocked to find that his body was frozen in ice, spreading from the soles of his feet to his neck.

A very thin ice layer is enough to block the enemy's movements.In Caster's needle-like cat pupils, the crystal-like ice enveloping the spearman's body finally made this guy who was always scurrying around immobile.

It was very easy for Ju to heal the wound by himself, not the yellow gun but the red gun, so that Caster did not leave any wounds that would affect his actions.

"Based on your anti-magic level, I guess you can only be trapped for a short while. But even if you are resisted later, these ice cubes will penetrate into your skin and slow down your speed. As long as the ice magic works, I can win, It is worth a try to suppress your high speed with the magic power infiltrated into your body."

"There's no reason... I wasn't hit by you..."

"Then take a good look, where are you standing?" Caster smiled coldly, with pity in his eyes.

"..."

Lancer lowered his head.Except for the trampled lawn, broken statues and bricks, there was only a puddle of water.

Not only Lancer, in this life-and-death struggle, like Lancer, Caster also has his own calculations.He didn't expect the mechanical monster to defeat Lancer, as long as he could delay it for even a second, his goal would be achieved.When Lancer was besieged by wolves, Caster's figure floated in a place, a place chosen in advance to descend.

——At that time, where the caster was, it was the ruins of the fountain that was destroyed by the eruption of Heyamendi's scepter.

In this way, Lancer, who wiped out the wolves and attacked the caster, inevitably stepped into the enemy's trap.

"Use the splashing water to condense into ice?..."

Lancer bit his lip, trying to move his legs and move his arms, but he couldn't move.Until a magical power that is neither the owner nor itself surges to the chest. Caster's magic power eroded him, and "ice" began to work.

After a few seconds, the thin ice crystals cracked.The anti-magic ability upgraded to A-level quickly freed Lancer from the caster's magic, and he was able to move.But when he raised his leg a little, he fell back to the ground as if he had been tied to a discus, shaking him involuntarily.

Lancer was taken aback for a moment.His proud agility is superior to many servants, but now, it is restricted.

Even dragon warlocks have differences in their abilities. caster——Heroic spirit named Grinsha, whose former servant was Hailong.Therefore, you must never fight the caster in a place where there is water.That would increase his strength.And Heyamendi's dragon servant, Yames, is a fire dragon. Under such a combination, Heyamendi's attack methods are mostly fire magic.The reincarnation of Yames in this life - Elijah von Einzbern, became a very powerful blaster, probably because of this.

Grinsha has indeed always been good at ice spells.However, Heyamendi did not expect that Glensha, who appeared in the world as a caster, would be able to extend the effect of "ice" magic by relying on water soaking. Obviously, this is an ability bestowed under the power of a servant. expand.

"Assassin reported to me that you once stabbed his arm with one blow. The three knights are indeed not easy to chew on. Dealing with you is really a hard job." Caster spoke slowly with a little fear, his tone seemed to be teasing .

"If I had noticed earlier that you were allies, Rider wouldn't have..." Lancer's handsome beauty couldn't hide his pain, but he quickly realized that now is not the time to say these things, and instead squinted at the enemy contemptuously, "caster , you want to defeat me just like this, you are too happy."

Facing the enemy's cunning, Lancer couldn't help gnashing his teeth deep in his heart.But at this point, instead of sluggishness, his fighting spirit has become more and more exciting.The golden pupils did not move, and they coldly glanced at the enemy in front of them.The fingers holding the two guns tightened even more.

Caster looked at him with a sneer, like admiring a wounded animal trapped in a cage.

At this moment, a third person joined the battle in a special way.

An arc was gradually drawn on the ground, and gradually became a full circle, shining with the red brilliance of a pentagram.There are especially many loops in this magic circle, overlapping and overlapping, but the speed of formation is very slow.

The red light isolates the lancer in the magic circle from the caster outside.The light wasn't dazzling, but it shocked the two servants on the field very much.

Sometimes soft, sometimes dazzling, a cylinder is unconsciously formed around Lancer, and the black-haired spearman is in the center of the perfect circle.

Flames burst out from it, instead of raging on the flesh, they gently comforted the side, as if they were licking Lancer's frozen and dull body.The flames were alluring and charming, and the face of the heroic spirit Diarmuid was flushed red.Disintegrated the magic power of caster's coldness.Under the effect of this almost peaceful energy, the remaining ice crystals completely disappeared, turning into ice water, dripping along the lines of the vigorous body.

"Get out of that water, lancer. Don't come any closer."

Heyamendi carefully controlled her strength and direction. Although it was difficult to cause damage to Lancer with her current magical power, it would be very troublesome if she really burned directly on the Lancer.

"Understood, thank you, master."

Lancer responded with a respectful tone, and at the same time moved forward a few steps, putting on a fighting stance.The red and yellow spear tips that both raised unabashedly showed their murderous intent.

He can't heal, but can still help Lancer in the battle. Thinking of this, He Yamendi suddenly felt relieved.

The sympathy between master and slave is like adding fuel to the fire for Caster.The gray eyes stared straight at Lancer with dead silence and coldness, and the latter also responded rudely to him.

"Caster, you'd better hand over the treasure in one go, or—"

"There is no chance, is there?"

Facing Fiona's first knight's sharp and proud expression, Caster just casually rubbed his slightly sore forehead, and glanced to the side.

"Heyamendi—you're really getting in the way."

This sentence is tantamount to a death sentence.

As if being dragged by some mysterious force——

Lancer looked at the owner who suddenly came to the center of the war vortex beside him in surprise, confused by her intentions.

"My lord, what are you doing...?" Lancer's sharp eyes softened a little, and Lancer, who didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, immediately reminded the master, "This place is too dangerous, you should step back..."

"No... I don't." Heyamendi lowered his head with a complicated face, his hands hanging in mid-air trembled uncontrollably, and his ice blue eyes stared at them, "This is definitely not mine. Intentionally... my body can't help but..."

"...?" Lancer murmured dully, before he had time to figure out the situation, he quickly stood in front of his master.

He Yamendi frowned with a pale face, his vision was blurry and then clear. He didn't know what happened, but he always felt that his legs and feet would go limp and collapse on the ground at any time.

Lancer, who was holding his spear in front of his master, heard Caster's crackling low laugh.

"Hahaha!……"

It was the laughter that only the undead crawled out from the depths of the earth's crust with a curse.The bewildered eyes were fleeting, and the handsome spearman looked at the caster whose pupils were full of reflections of his master, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and suddenly realized.

"Caster, you madman, what have you done to my lord?!"

No one answered his words.In a moment, the original hazy sky was completely dark.The dark clouds that appeared above the villa kept churning, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed constantly on the edge of the black clouds.

The scenery in the enchantment became extremely depressed.Galloping between heaven and earth, there was a chilling atmosphere, and all the light seemed to be sucked away.

"Use my Noble Phantasm 'The Deed of Breaking Everything' to bind you—Heyamendi!"

The hands stretched out towards the sky seemed to be shouting long live. Caster laughed out of demeanor, as if he had already won.What descended together with the sound of announcing the approaching death was the parchment that suddenly appeared in Caster's hand.It is written on the whole page with very charming flower fonts.To the naked eye, it was just a piece of slightly yellowed, ordinary and old parchment, but Lancer soon noticed that there was a huge magical power centered on that piece of paper.

"Everything... the contract of breaking...?"

I silently recited ca in Heyamendi