1257th It Doesn't Matter, From 1

"laugh…"

The sharp edge slightly exposed in front of the sharp gun head, irritating Fang Li's skin.

Although it hadn't been pierced yet, Fang Li still felt a chill in his heart, which proved the power of this thorn.

It can be said that a servant whose job is called a rider is completely merciless.

That is of course.

This is the battlefield.

Now that you have stepped into this battlefield, no matter what the situation is, you can't blame anyone when you die.

This is the belief of the heroes who have been honed on the battlefield until they die, and it is also the rule that these heroes should abide by.

Rider, there is no reason to show mercy.

It's a pity, even if this is the case, if you can kill people, you have to ask others if they agree.

"Buzz!"

Just when the rider's spear was about to pierce Fang Li's heart, an extremely ferocious magic vortex stirred up.

"———!"

Sensing the ferocious magic vortex, the rider's complexion suddenly changed, he stepped on the ground without any hesitation, turned into an afterimage, and retreated violently.

"call out----!"

At the same time, a shot struck.

It was no longer an arrow covered by thunder.

It was an arrow covered by an astonishing whirlwind.

Compared with the previous shot when he turned into thunder, there is a fundamental gap in the power of this shot.

It's like changing from a cannonball to a missile, and the power has been directly multiplied by more than ten times.

Immediately afterwards, like a storm, the arrow landed directly in front of Fang Li.

"Boom!"

Like an explosion, a terrifying storm was set off.

"...!?"

Seeing the turbulent wind and waves coming towards him, the rider couldn't help being startled.

Even though the rider had already retreated violently, with his extraordinary speed, he was caught up in no time.

To be able to do this level of power...

"The release of the Noble Phantasm...!?"

The rider yelled, and without hesitation he swung the cross spear in his hand, and suddenly stabbed towards the oncoming storm.

The whistling spear tip immediately clashed head-on with the surging wind and waves.

"Boom!"

The muffled sound resounded.

The blow containing powerful magic power collided head-on with the phenomenon caused by the shooting with the power of Noble Phantasm, causing the wind and waves spreading to the surroundings to become disordered and turned into an even more surging gust of wind. Rolled in all directions.

"Slap...!"

The stone bricks of the steps, known as one of the scenic spots in Sighişoara, were blown away.

"Crack...!"

The trees that were relatively close fell down in pieces as if they were broken in the middle.

In front of such power, the rider actually supported himself with a gun.

"Oh oh oh oh oh…!"

In its mouth, a violent roar was issued.

However, such angry shouts soon disappeared.

Even the rider couldn't find it at this time.

An arrow that turned into thunder was hidden in the storm and came quietly.

By the time the rider notices, it's already too late.

"Puchi——!"

**The sound of being pierced opened.

The thunderous arrows accurately passed through the storm, piercing the rider's gun-holding hand.

"what…!?"

Rider's complexion changed abruptly.

It was full of unbelievable shock.

It's not because of the superb technique that the opponent's servants can accurately shoot themselves in such an astonishing storm.

It was because his own body had actually been penetrated.

"I'm injured…?"

While understanding this reality, the arm that was penetrated also lost its strength.

Let the storm, which has lost its hold, roll towards the rider.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, an emerald green figure rushed to the rider's back, directly grabbed the rider's collar, and jumped away like a wild beast.

The turbulent storm swept past like this, setting off bricks and stones of steps, pushing forward all the way, and sinking into the forest.

After the storm passed, only the exposed rock formations remained on the entire steps.

At this moment, Archer brought Rider down from mid-air.

"What are you in a daze for?"

Archer frowned and questioned Rider.

But rider didn't answer, but stared closely at his pierced arm.

After a while, the rider suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As if feeling extremely carefree and happy, the rider laughed out loud.

"Did you hurt me? Is it real or not? Damn it! It's a state that will make the Master feel bad! But I feel very happy! What should I do!? Elder sister!?"

Rider's heartfelt joy can be heard even from his words.

Seeing such a rider, Archer's brows loosened.

Because, archer knows why rider behaves like this.

Someone who can hurt the rider.

This is not something that can be taken lightly.

Frankly speaking, Archer even thinks that in this year's Holy Grail War, in the black camp, it is very likely that there will not be a servant who can injure the rider.

This is not a question of strength, but a more fundamental question.

If you want to inflict damage on a rider, it's not just about being strong.

If the enemy servant cannot meet the conditions, then the rider is immortal, no matter what kind of existence appears, he cannot be defeated.

This is also the fundamental reason why Rider said just now that at least he must be able to carve scars on his body before he is qualified to fight with him.

Only opponents who meet the conditions that grant him damage can fight the rider.

Otherwise, it would be unilateral ravages.

The red side's rider is such an existence.

It is precisely because of this that the rider is so happy.

"On the battlefield where heroes fight each other, if I am the only one who is invincible and has no opponent, wouldn't it be too boring!?"

Rider just laughed like that.

"It's great to have an opponent who can hurt me!"

Then, the terrifying fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

"At this point, don't you plan to come out!?"

Rider pulled out the arrow that pierced through his arm and shouted loudly.

"Come out and meet me! The hero who can hurt me will definitely not be a guy who can only shoot cold arrows! Come out!"

Rider's voice spread like an echo.

Indeed, as rider said, for Minamoto Raimitsu, shooting is only one of the means of combat, not all.

In addition to having the ability to become an archer, Minamoto Raimitsu also has the ability to become a saber.

Rather, the ability in that aspect is even higher than shooting.

Even if it appeared in front of the rider, there was no reason for stage fright.

But the rider missed one thing.

"Unlike a free-spirited guy like you, my servant is quite obedient."

Fang Li walked towards this side stepping on the exposed soil as if he didn't realize that a fierce battle had taken place here.

Looking at the eyes of rider and archer, it was more or less playful.

"Without my order, no matter how aggressive you are, that one has no reason to listen?"

Fang Li's voice reminded the two servants of the red camp to remember something.

Yes.

Besides the Servant, there is also a Master here.

"Okay, let's go on."

Fang Li shrugged and said such words.

"It doesn't matter, even if the two of you go up together, this side is still coping. It should have been proved just now, right?"

Advantage, shifted the camp at once.