"Asshole! You Magus disgrace! Despicable scum! How dare you make me bleed!"
Kayneth was undoubtedly completely irritated, his eyes flashing with the flame of anger.
Just when he was controlling Moon Cell Liquid to chase Emiya Kiritsugu crazily and destroying all the decorations along the way to vent his anger, he suddenly found a very petite figure appearing at the end of the corridor.
Similarly, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was making a tactical retreat, also saw the girl in front.
Because everything happened so suddenly, neither of them had time to react.
Especially Moon Cell Liquid, who had half of the automatic control ability, waved his sharp tentacles and struck hard, shrouding the two people in front of him in the shadow of death.
"Berserker's Master? Damn it! At this time!"
Emiya Kiritsugu undoubtedly recognized the identity of the little loli in front of him, and subconsciously opened his arms to use his body to block Moon Cell Liquid's attack from behind.
It seemed to him that the girl had been frightened out of her wits.
If you don't care about it, the other party will definitely be killed without mercy.
But the next second, this Magus Killer realized that he was wrong, and he was so wrong.
Sakura, who was wearing a cute gothic princess dress, raised her hand and released a biting cold air.
"Ice Barrier!"
Just a moment!
The hard ice protected her from head to toe.
Not only that!
When Kayneth's Moon Cell Liquid invaded a safe distance, the puppet called Gin-chan immediately branched out with the same number of tentacles and rushed forward.
moment
The two groups of Moon Cell Liquid, which have extremely similar attributes, staged a wonderful collision in the narrow corridor.
Before Emiya Kiritsugu could react to what happened, he was forced to lie on the ground by countless silver tentacles and did not dare to move.
Through the dim lights nearby, he could vaguely see a place not far away from him, with silver light flashing by from time to time.
There were constant crackling sounds in the air.
There is no doubt that those silver lights and sounds are caused by the collision of mercury solutions strengthened by magic.
This can be seen by carefully observing the walls on both sides.
Once a certain tentacle is defeated, the mercury will splash onto the wall and make holes of different sizes on the surface.
"Moon Cell Liquid?! Are you Berserker's Master?" Kayneth's eyes widened in surprise, and then he ordered his Moon Cell Liquid to stop attacking.
"Gin-chan! Come back!"
Seeing that the opponent stopped attacking, Sakura also decisively gave orders to the puppet he controlled.
In the blink of an eye, the puppet regrouped into the posture of Voidwalker, bent down and bowed deeply. "As you wish, Master."
Looking at Moon Cell Liquid, who obviously has a soul and independent thinking and judgment ability, Kayneth suddenly felt that the proud work beside him was no longer good. At the same time, he looked at the little Loli standing in front of him with extremely surprised eyes.
As a prodigy in the magic world, he absolutely did not believe that a little girl who looked only five or six years old could copy Moon Cell Liquid in a short time based on the information he gave.
But the problem is, from the brief battle just now, it can be seen that the engraving used by the other party on Moon Cell Liquid is almost completely different from our own.
No!
It should be said that it is even stronger in some aspects!
"Haha, things seem to be getting more and more interesting." Kayneth endured the severe pain in his shoulder and pursed his lips with a playful smile.
"I think we should have a temporary truce now, what do you think?" Emiya Kiritsugu, who was sandwiched between two Moon Cell Liquid, suggested.
At this moment, let alone replacing Origin Bullet, he didn't even dare to pick up the submachine gun that fell on the ground.
Because as long as there is the slightest movement, two balls of Moon Cell Liquid can tear him into pieces in an instant.
"Master of Berserker! Can you tell me the purpose of your coming here today?" Kayneth ignored Emiya Kiritsugu's request for a truce, and instead turned his attention directly to Sakura.
Although Magus Killer had successfully hurt him just now, the arrogant Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower did not feel that the other party had the capital to negotiate on an equal footing with him.
On the contrary, the girl who seemed young but had already shown amazing talents made him feel like a real Magus.
"Um... I'm probably here to fight bad guys." Sakura bit his finger and replied in an uncertain tone.
"Bad guy? Hahahaha!"
Kayneth couldn't help laughing immediately after hearing such innocent words.
But soon, he pointed at Emiya Kiritsugu and provoked. "Have you seen this guy? He is the only bad guy in the castle, and he is also the famous Magus Killer. He is the Magus who specializes in hunting down people like you and me."
"Huh? Really?" The girl's eyes immediately became very wary when she looked at Emiya Kiritsugu.
"No! Don't listen to his nonsense! The castle you are standing under actually belongs to my wife's family. And this guy is the real intruder!" Emiya Kiritsugu retorted very quickly.
He knew very well that if Kayneth's instigation succeeded, he would definitely die tonight.
As a five-year-old little lolita, Sakura clearly has no ability to distinguish right from wrong and lies. She was instantly confused by what the two said, and she didn't know who to help.
On the other side, far away in the misty woods outside the castle, Saber and Diarmuid are working together to deal with the deep sea monsters summoned by French Marshal.
Although these two Heroic Spirits are both Warriors with superb martial arts skills, there are simply too many monsters.
What's more, Caster is also hiding in the dark, constantly relying on Noble Phantasm - Tome of the Penitent to continue replenishing.
In terms of magic attainments, this French Marshal may not be as good as Medea of Fifth Holy Grail War, but he is not weak in terms of Dark Magic, causing great trouble for his opponents.
"Come on! Fear! Tremble! Despair! I will tell you with practical actions that there is a limit to the numerical gap that can be overturned by force alone."
At this point, the big-eyed man suddenly paused, covered his face and shouted at Saber in a nervous voice, "You must feel very humiliated, right? Being surrounded by monsters and monsters without honor and reputation, suffocating to death! For a hero, there is no more humiliating way to die than this. Now, I will let your beautiful face be completely distorted by sorrow! Jeanne d'Arc!"
The words just fell!
Hundreds of sea demons swarmed up and launched a siege on the two people trapped in the middle.
Just when Saber raised his sword and prepared to fight, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
"Trash that doesn't deserve to be called human! I finally found you!"
As the last word blurted out, Allen fell from the sky, holding the flaming Ragnaros Sword high and struck it down hard.
boom!!!!!!!!
Just one blow!
All the sea demons within a few hundred meters were evaporated!
Not only that!
The magma spurting out from the sword body created a crater on the spot that seemed to be erupting, burning all the surrounding woods and soil.
There is no doubt that this is the most powerful and destructive move that Allen can perform as long as it does not affect others.
At this moment, the place where French Marshal was standing was completely covered by the hot magma, and not even a small piece of intact corpse was left.
"Are you dead? He should be dead..." Allen touched his chin with strong uncertainty in his tone.
After all, there is such a thing as Command Spells, which can instantly transfer Servant back to Master.
After witnessing his terrifying power and destructive power, there is no guarantee that Caster will not leave some behind.
"Berserker?!"
Saber finally recovered from the shock and looked at the Ragnaros Sword with wide eyes that was emitting red light and terrifying heat.
With One Piece World being strengthened again, this sword not only possesses the abilities of Magma-Magma Fruit, but also incorporates the Homies created by Big Mom - Prometheus, which can instantly create terrifying high temperatures of thousands or even tens of thousands of degrees Celsius.
If a large amount of Life Energy and soul energy are injected, it is estimated that a modern metropolis can be turned into a terrifying purgatory within a few minutes.
"Is this your Noble Phantasm?" Diarmuid also stared at Ragnaros Sword intently.
To be precise, as long as it is Servant summoned by Fourth Holy Grail War, it is absolutely impossible not to feel fear and worry about this amazingly powerful sword.
"That's what you think it is." Allen shrugged nonchalantly and inserted Ragnaros Sword back into its sheath.
If we follow this world's definition of Heroic Spirit Noble Phantasm, it is estimated that anything defined as epic in the game must be at least D-level Noble Phantasm.
As for the orange weapons, they have reached at least B level or even A level.
And Ragnaros Sword, which has been strengthened countless times, may not be comparable to an EX like Enuma Elish, but it will definitely not be too far behind.
"What a terrifying destructive power! No wonder you always like to fight with bare hands." Diarmuid glanced at the huge lava pool in front of him and sighed.
"Berserker! Are you here to defeat Caster too?" Saber asked in a serious tone.
"Otherwise? Don't forget, the church priest responsible for supervising Holy Grail War has announced temporary rules, prohibiting Master from attacking each other until Caster is solved. Of course, some Master have obviously ignored this rule, and they are probably fighting inextricably."
As he spoke, Allen turned his attention to the castle on the top of the mountain, and the implication was self-evident.
"Damn it! Lancer! Your Master is attacking the castle?!" Saber subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.
She may not care about the life and death of Master who really summoned her - Emiya Kiritsugu, but she will never allow Irisviel to be harmed in any way.
"Sorry, Saber, I will not disclose any information about the monarch to you, let alone allow you to interfere with his actions."
A trace of apology flashed in Diarmuid's eyes, but he still raised his guns and pointed them at his comrades who were fighting side by side a few minutes ago.