Chapter 922 Group Battle

"Dragon, let me conquer you!!!"

Cu Chulainn launched an attack towards the supreme and unrivaled Ancestral Dragon in the sky.

Taking a deep breath, he concentrated all the magic power in his body on the magic gun in his hand.

He felt a powerful force surge inside his body, as if it was about to tear his body apart. However, he did not back down, but strengthened his belief.

He jumped up suddenly and attacked the ancestral dragon in the sky.

His magic spear cut through the sky like a bolt of lightning, piercing straight into the dragon's heart.

The muscles in his body were tensed to the limit, and under the strengthening of magic power, he felt as if his body was about to explode. However, he did not stop, but rushed forward harder.

He knew that this was the most important moment in his life.

He wanted to unleash all his power and engage in a life-and-death contest with this unparalleled ancestral dragon.

Even if you lose, it’s still an honor to lose!

His figure cut across the sky like a shooting star, leaving a brilliant arc in the sky. His movements are smooth and graceful, like a dancer dancing in the air. Every turn and every jump is full of power and beauty.

However, the end point of this dance is cruel and desperate - Zulong's huge claws are like a majestic mountain peak, quietly waiting for his arrival.

The ancestral dragon's claw, even if it is only a small one, has already reached the size of the Einzbern family castle. The huge size and the sharp claw tips are intimidating.

This gap is not only visually shocking, but also spiritually despairing.

Cu Chulainn clearly knew that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and this unparalleled ancestral dragon.

However, he didn't back down. Instead, he straightened his chest and thrust forward harder. His eyes shone with determination, as if to burn away all fear and despair.

His magic spear burst into dazzling light at this moment, and the light was as bright as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Cú Chulainn could feel the tremendous power coming from Zulong, as if his body was about to be torn apart. The power was so terrifying that he could barely breathe.

However, he did not give up. He held the magic gun tightly and thrust forward with all his strength. He knew that this might be his only chance.

"Ahhhhhhh——"

Cu Chulainn let out a deafening roar. His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions.

However, his roar was quickly drowned out by the roar of the ancestral dragon.

The roar of the ancestral dragon was deafening, as if it could shake the heaven and the earth. Amidst the huge dragon roar, Cu Chulainn's figure was severely pressed under the claws of the ancestor dragon.

His magic spear drew sparks on the scales of the ancestral dragon, but it was unable to cause any substantial damage to the ancestral dragon.

In front of the huge power of Zulong, Cu Chulainn was like an insignificant ant. His body was crushed mercilessly, shattering like a piece of fragile glass.

His spiritual core was destroyed at that moment and he returned directly to the Throne of Heroes. And his soul was pulled by a mysterious force into the Holy Grail.

Illya groaned, the strong discomfort in her body making her feel uncomfortable.

"What a stupid disciple."

Scathach's red eyes were no longer filled with the usual intelligence and calmness, but instead were filled with flaming passion.

It was like a blazing flame, completely igniting itself and everything around it for the fight.

A biting cold air rolled up around Scathach's body, and with the two magic guns at the center, a huge whirlpool of magic rolled up and roared.

The vortex seemed to be able to swallow everything, sucking in all the surrounding air. Scathach's entire body was enveloped in the vortex, covered in a flaming coat.

Her figure loomed in the firelight, like a god of war emerging from hell.

"Although I don't know if the Holy Grail can fulfill my wish, it would be nice if I could experience the feeling of death as a servant."

Scathach is not sure of victory. Even if she has the legend of killing dragons, she probably won't pose much of a threat to this ancestral dragon.

It must be at least A-level, no, it must be at least A-level or above dragon-slaying Noble Phantasm and the cooperation of powerful heroic servants with dragon-slaying legends can defeat this ancestral dragon!

"Scathach!"

Medea called to Scathach anxiously.

"Medea, I leave this master to you."

Scathach already recognized Chang Wei as his master and knew that Chang Wei was Medea's master, and then Medea summoned him. However, it was difficult for Scathach not to recognize that young master.

Although the opponent joined the Holy Grail War halfway and didn't understand anything, he was unexpectedly excellent, especially his origin. Given time, he will become a great weapon.

Even Scathach has never seen such a special origin.

But if you want to end your eternity, it's still a little short of the mark.

"Scathach, do you really want to go?"

Chang Wei's voice sounded in Scathach's ears. Scathach was startled, and then suddenly realized.

"Have you mastered the runes, Master?"

Then she continued to stride forward, because Medusa had died under the torrent of magic spit out by Zulong. The torrent of magic was so terrifying that it could crush everything.

Absolute power, invincible body, no one can be his opponent.

"I want to go, after all, this is my wish."

Scathach jumped high, drew runes in the air, and stimulated more powerful power and magic.

Her ability parameters were all upgraded by more than two levels at this moment!

"Then, Medea, use the command spell..."

Scathach heard Chang Wei's words.

Medea also realized that, yes, she could use the command spell to stop Scathach from such reckless behavior.

Scathach shook her head and was about to say that she was not afraid of such threats. She could directly cut off the connection between the command spell and her, and could also resist the effect of the command spell, so it was impossible to use the command spell to control her to do whatever she wanted.

"In the name of the command spell, Medea, use the command spell and let Scathach win!"

As a result, Chang Wei's words once again surprised Scathach.

Scathach and Medea were stunned at the same time.

"Ah?"

Medea thought she had heard it wrong, but she felt an inexplicable force controlling her body.

Then, Medea began to use the Command Seal uncontrollably.

"In the name of the Command Seal, Scathach, you will surely win!"

"In the name of the Command Seal, Scathach, you will surely win!"

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