"How about it? Although our boy is a little weird, he is still very strong!"
I don't know when she appeared behind Dr. Hartless, Natalia said, but the way she held her sniper rifle straight didn't look like she was chatting.
"Oops, it seems so. Faker looks like he is no match for him, it's incredible!"
Dr. Hartless didn't realize that he was in crisis at all. He scratched his head and said slightly embarrassed.
"If that's the case, then I, as Master, have to work harder!" He put his hand on his heart, his face suddenly became serious, "Reverse it, my heart!"
"Oh? That's - Son of Fuhailin?"
Natalia put her palms above her eyes. If it had been before, she might have had only one way to retreat now, but now... well, there is nothing to fear anymore.
"Not bad, Juyi can summon this kind of thing. However, you don't have the fighting power of Son of Fuhailin!"
As soon as Natalia finished speaking, an inexplicable slash appeared next to Dr. Hatteras. After that, I was able to dodge, but a strand of hair was still cut off.
"What?"
There is a cautious look on Dr. Hartless's face, which is clearly the ability of Illusory Mystic Eyes, and Caleb and Mystic Eyes are obviously...
"It's incredible. Can you really do this kind of thing? Let the out-of-control Mystic Eyes Xinna control it."
"You don't have to worry about it anymore. I told you that you have to pay the price for manipulating me into committing crimes, Hartless!"
"Oh? Can you do it? There are so many branches here!"
Although his appearance is still the same as that of a human being, there is no doubt that Dr. Hatteras is a Dead Apostle at this time and will not be accepted into the Sequence.
At the cost of this, he summoned the son of Erfu Hailin and would not attack him. On the contrary, he would protect him.
"It looks like you guys are having a bit of a holiday, do you want to help me? It's free this time."
Natalia raised the -shaped sniper rifle in her hand. As long as God Caleb agreed, she would immediately blow up Dr. Hatteras's head.
After all, she is Succubus, Dead Apostle and human beings connected together. Although Son of Fuhailin will not take the initiative to protect her, he will not hinder her.
"No, I have received favor from that 'Black Wing' before, and I will be ashamed if you ask for help."
The old man shook his head and refused Natalia's help. At this time, a clump of branches sprang out from the forest, and the Caleb god launched an attack.
After all, the Caleb god is also the representative of Church of the Holy Temple, which is far from enough to hurt him. The old man turned over his hands, took out a handful of Black Keys and cut off the branches.
Then, with another swing, a row of Black Keys was thrown out by him, accompanied by him chanting. "Open it!"
Dr. Hatteras dodged the Black Keys. After Caleb God chanted, the Black Keys changed directions with each other. After colliding with each other, they flew towards Dr. Hatteras in a more complicated trajectory.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's really a superb skill. It means nothing if you can't hit it."
"Hmph, really!"
Caleb God made a nasal sound, and then, the previous slashing attack miraculously appeared, and the complex trajectory became more difficult to evade without being visible. Dr. Hartless soon became embarrassed.
"Haha, invisible Illusory Mystic Eyes, what a powerful (exciting) power!"
Even in this situation, Dr. Hartless can still laugh out loud. It has to be said that Dr. Hartless was also a madman even though he was a genius.
He raised his arm with Command Spell engraved on it. Since he was the one who forged the spirit summoning ceremony, he also slightly modified the rules. The most important thing to withdraw was Command Spell.
Those few pieces are completely a pattern. When the quantity limit is eliminated, the efficiency of Command Spell is not as good as before. Basically, it is of the same nature as Chaldea and Command Spell.
"In the name of Command Spell, faker, come to me!"
Dr. Hartless The back of Command Spell's hand emitted light. When the light dissipated, a faker who was even more embarrassed than Master appeared next to him.
Shirou is not the god of Caleb. Whether it is strength, agility or other things, Shirou is far stronger than faker. In the battle just now, faker was almost pinned to the ground and beaten by Shirou.
"It's very embarrassing. If you had just listened to me and evacuated directly, the situation would have been better!"
"Don't be an afterthought in this situation, Master. I want to win one last time."
Falsely speaking, since you have made such a request to yourself, Master, this is not a good choice from a rational point of view, but Dr. Hartless is satisfied with it.
"Oh, there's really nothing I can do about this."
Dr. Hartless shrugged, this Master is definitely the kind of Master who will not add np to Arash!
"Then one more stroke Command Spell, faker, let's realize your idea!"
Feeling the surging power like an explosion in his body, Fake clenched his fists with satisfaction, and then raised his fists high.
Red thunder and lightning gathered in the sky, and the mighty battlefield came here again.
faker took Dr. Hartless onto the chariot, and the skeleton of the bipedal flying dragon began to run in the air, accompanied by unprecedented thunder explosions.
"My loyalty is with my king, please give me the name of Thunder God for the time being! Come on, the wheel of the devil's sky!"
"I said, their Command Spell is really cheap, are you giving it for free?"
Even though Noble Phantasm is now taking over, Shirou is still unhurried. Just kidding, this level is far different from Karna's Anti-Nation Noble Phantasm!
"You can handle it. My life is already in your hands."
Webber directly found a tree stump and sat down. With his body that made him gasp for breath even after taking two steps, this was already difficult for him.
"That's really cool," Shirou smiled, "Don't worry, I'm good at playing waves!"
"Speaking of which, I haven't done this trick for several years. I guess my janitor skills have not fallen behind!" Shirou muttered, but his hands were extremely skilled and gathered magic power, "I haven't done this trick for so long, let's show off this time!"
"With my current posture, this is my full strength. Look, I - Wang Xu shines!"
The dark green magic power was condensed together, and then released in an instant. The rushing magic power swallowed up the battlefield in an instant.
The next moment, Shirou's face suddenly darkened. He really didn't expect that someone would activate a spell to escape in Wang Xu's flash.
"Sorry, Second Generation, I seem to have messed up this time!"
Shirou apologized to Webber with all his apologies. He was the fault of this incident, and Tokiomi couldn't even think about it.
"It doesn't matter, Dr. Hatreth, leave the matter to me. This time I also thought about it. I have given up on the Holy Grail War. The battle of Waver Velvet ended ten years ago, but the battle of El-Melloi II is still going on.
I won't give up. "
"That's okay, I don't want to be an enemy of you in Holy Grail War. By the way, I remember that you El-Melloi are also aristocrats!"
"What's the point of asking this?"
Shirou glanced around to make sure no one was peeping, then took out a blue sphere as big as two fists from a bag.
"Do me a favor, Bartholomello wanted this thing before. Anyway, you are all a faction, so help me take it over!"
"You want me to work for nothing?"
"I have the latest release of Nintendo and Pocket Monsters here."
"... Deal!"