Testing Poison on Oneself

"Then I'll go intercept the nuclear missile first." With a whoosh, Ishtar flew off aboard the Celestial Ark Maanna.

Ishtar had no interest in the Holy Grail, so she was not particularly enthusiastic about the Holy Grail War. If she had not been waiting for the Bull of Heaven, she would probably have started preparing to convert the land's Ley Lines from the very beginning.

Gilgamesh was here too, so she might as well play along with them.

How were they supposed to break the dream barrier within that?

It was no longer a barrier of dreams. Jester was not a vegetable; given the depth of his evil, if he deployed his barrier here, it might directly lead to the gates of the underworld.

Sigma: "I'll provide Jester's location to facilitate your decapitation operation."

Xu Fu: "I probably can't beat that Dead Apostle. I need you to separate him from Rider."

That was fine. Once the barrier was deployed, they would naturally be separated. Jester's target was Xiao Sha, so they could arrange for Xiao Sha to lure Jester away. Then Xu Fu could deal with the Pale Rider without concern, but they had to be quick.

Everyone spoke in turn, each voicing their own ideas.

Everyone present was sharp-minded. Filling in the gaps was their specialty, and they could always offer good suggestions for anything others had overlooked.

Before long, the battle plan had been perfected.

Sigma would be responsible for relaying intelligence and monitoring the movements on the battlefield at all times.

The Twenty-Eight Monsters under Orlando Reeve would suppress the advance of the ordinary citizens.

Alexandre Dumas would mass-produce restrictive Noble Phantasms to delay the ordinary citizens. With the city as the battlefield, having more people would not necessarily be an advantage.

Although Jack the Ripper had