Chapter 44 Magician Killer, Sniper!

The weapons in the treasure trove can be fired without even touching them - this is probably why Gilgamesh became an Archer.

But the way he treated the Noble Phantasm was too casual, and his rough throwing method was just like throwing stones, throwing and smashing the most important Noble Phantasm of the heroic spirit at random. Despite this, his attacks are still extremely destructive. The road surface turned up as if it had been blasted, and the broken asphalt turned into dust, obscuring the view.

Everyone held their breath - because Berserker was basically like Shuoyue, using shields and other weapons to defend himself.

But when the dust cleared, a slender black figure faintly emerged, proving that Berserker was still alive.

Beside his slightly moved feet, a large hole in the shape of a crater was dug deeply into the road. This is the result of the lance that flew slightly slower among the spears and swords shot by Archer, and missed its target.

However, the sword, which should have hit the target earlier than the spear, did not cause any damage. Because the sword is now in Berserker's hand.

How many people could clearly see this rapid offensive and defensive battle? At least Irisviel and Waver didn't even know what happened.

The actual situation was - Berserker easily grabbed the sword Archer fired from the first attack in his hand, and just used the weapon he had just obtained to deflect the second spear attack.

"...That guy, is he really a Berserker?" Lancer whispered nervously, and Rider muttered in response: "For an irrational madman, his skills are really superb."

Even Shuo Yue, who had expected it, couldn't help but admire: "It is worthy of endless martial arts, and it is worthy of being a knight of the Yangtze River.

Infinite martial arts is the complete integration of mind, skill, and body into one. The so-called unparalleled superb martial arts can exert 100% combat capability under any mental control (including madness).

As the flower of the knights of the Round Table, Lancelot's martial arts are still powerful even when he transforms into a Berserker.

"Really, even I am excited to fight." Shuo Yue licked her lips, and suddenly made a move with her hands, and the Yin and Yang swords appeared in her hands.

Even though he only inherited Emiya's ability, the couple's sword, known as "Goshu Moye", is still the most convenient weapon in Sakuyue's opinion.

The white robe was raised, and the kimono was replaced by a concept dress made of holy cloth. The young man smiled and tied a red hairband on his forehead.

With fierce murderous intent, he rushed towards the handsome man holding the magic gun, Lancer, without hesitation.

"Varied……"

"what happened?"

Weber and Irisviel took a few steps back, hiding under the protection of the servants, and looked at Shuo Yue with shock in their eyes.

Long live! There is a traitor among us!

There is a master here who is eager to fight his servants!

Even Diarmuid didn't react. He was actually invited to fight by a Master. He was stunned for a long time before he laughed in annoyance:

"It seems that I have been underestimated. Hey, I don't know which heroic spirit master, do you still have time to apologize properly before I get completely angry?"

The fully armed Shuo Yue also smiled back and gracefully performed a knight's salute: "Please.

Invited with the etiquette of a knight, Diarmuid no longer had any reason to refuse, not to mention that his master Kenneth also issued an order to him:

"Kill him, Lancer."

"As you command, my lord." Diarmuid's smile turned bloody, his spears drew a graceful arc in the air, then he raised his legs, took steps, and dived towards Shuo Yue!

Except for "strength", Shuo Yue, whose other attributes had been restored, was not afraid. She waved her double blades and faced Lancer head-on!

"How could it be like this..." Weber cried with a sad face, watching helplessly as the situation suddenly became chaotic.

With Assassin exiting the stage again as a trigger, the golden king and the black-armored knight clashed. The master swordsman and the dual-gun user, who were both mortal and comparable to the servants, fought. As for the remaining people...

"There is no reason for war between us, right? King of Conquerors?" Sensing Iskandar's malicious gaze, Artoria took a step back to protect Irisviel, appearing to be submissive but actually threatening. said.

"Well, although I am very tempted, now is not the time to fight you." The red-haired man shook his head and comforted the sacred cow under his command. "What's more, adding insult to injury is not the behavior of a king."

Saber heard this and silently let go of the sword. Although the wound on her left hand was no longer bleeding, she still felt weak, making it impossible for her to swing the sword freely.

What's even worse is that her trump card... can no longer be used.

Rider and Saber, whose masters and servants were both present, tacitly suppressed their fighting spirit and silently observed the battle between the two places, collecting necessary information.

But since we are in the battlefield, how can we escape unscathed?

The battle between Archer and Berserker first affected the Rider team on the side.

At first, Archer's shot was easily broken by Berserker. Adhering to the spirit of not being disrespectful in return, the black knight roared and suddenly drew a sword.

"Is this..." the blond king frowned in displeasure, "a fake?"

The sword was in a twisted spiral shape, and the original color was tainted by Berserker's magic power, with red lines flowing in the darkness.

Without waiting for Gilgamesh to say anything, Berserker silently swung the sword, and a black and red torrent of magic power rushed out, turning into a beam of light and rushing towards the golden figure on the street lamp.

Gilgamesh had already jumped lightly before the iron pillar broke, and landed on the ground as if nothing had happened.

Ignoring the direction of the black beam of light, or even if he knew it, the King of Heroes would not change his goal.

"Damn stupid guy... You actually let me, who should look up to the sky, stand on the same ground with you!"

At this point, the anger finally reached its peak, and the deep vertical lines between Gilgamesh's eyebrows made his beautiful face become extremely ferocious.

"Such disrespectful behavior is unacceptable even if you die a thousand times. You bastard, I will definitely make you disappear into ashes!"

When Archer issued the killing declaration, another group of servants was also facing a crisis - whether intentionally or unintentionally, Rider at this moment was on the opposite line of Gilgamesh and Lancelot!

The dark light cannon easily swallowed the street lamp and attacked Iskandar's chariot without slowing down.

"Be prepared to fall, kid!" Without even time to explain, Rider waved his hand violently, and the wheel of divine power turned into magic and dissipated, and they began to fall in mid-air.

If it were just for Rider, facing this kind of attack, he could just activate the divine thunder to offset it, but unfortunately he had a little burden beside him - Weber.

The impact of the light cannon and lightning bombardment was not something that Weber's small body could bear, not to mention that he was caught off guard and did not even release the basic magic barrier.

"Aaaaaaa!" With the weightlessness brought by the fall and the fear of the black beam brushing against his scalp, Waver screamed and fell down.

Rider was in a state of stiffness caused by the instant removal of the Noble Phantasm and the suspension in the air, unable to protect this overly immature Master.

This is a great opportunity!

As a Knight King who has experienced hundreds of battles, Saber naturally caught this opportunity, but she just moved her palm and turned her head away with a calm expression as if she had not noticed anything.

However, the nobleness of the Servant does not mean that her Master will also give up the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"The crosswind is very strong, the crosshair is corrected three squares to the left, the building wind, the whirlwind from three wind directions... The crosshair is corrected one square to the right, and the target is locked."

Hiding in the dark, with three Command Seals imprinted on his right hand, Saber's real Master, Emiya Kiritsugu, aimed at Weber's head and pulled the trigger.

Sparks burst out from the muzzle of the Walter WA2000.

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