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Something's not right!
Atalanta intercepted Chiron's arrow once again, stopping Achilles from charging towards the Black Faction's castle. Her eyes were fixed warily ahead, and she no longer cared about the battle between Spartacus and the mysterious giant from the Black Faction below.
As one of the most famous hunters in Greek mythology, she possesses a strong wild instinct and can even sense danger in advance. At this moment, her instinct gives her an extremely strong sense of crisis.
This sense of crisis was never as intense as when facing the Calydonian Devil Beast in life.
This made her wary, and she even prepared to retreat.
After all, this place is not far from the Black Faction's headquarters. With all seven of the enemy's Servant present, the three of them alone would definitely not be able to withstand them. In fact, if it weren't for keeping an eye on Spartacus, she wouldn't have wanted to come here at all.
Keep in mind that the Holy Grail War has only been going on for two days, and their preparations are far from complete. In fact, their Swordsman and Servant haven't even arrived yet, so it's definitely not the right time to start a war with the Black Faction.
"Big sister, have all the Black Faction's Servant come out?"
Reminded by Atalanta, Achilles put away his usual smile, his expression turned serious, and he stared warily ahead.
He was indeed very confident in his abilities, but not to the point that he was confident enough to stand against the enemy's seven Servant with just the three of them.
That's not confidence, that's suicidal arrogance!
However, he also had his own pride. Even if he couldn't defeat the seven Servant of the Black Faction with his strength, he was confident that no one could stop him from retreating if he wanted to.
Moreover, they were merely trying to make use of the uncontrollable Spartacus to probe the identities, skills, and Noble Phantasm of the Black Faction Servant; they had no intention of fighting to the death.
"Withdraw!"
Suddenly, Atalanta's wild instincts began to flare up, almost causing her to collapse. This caused Atalanta's expression to change drastically, and she immediately called for Achilles to retreat.
Unfortunately, it was too late!
" Kazikli Bey!"
The Grand Duke's cold, clear shout rang out, and countless sharp iron spikes rose from the ground, turning an area within a thousand meters into a steel jungle. Atalanta was instantly severely injured.
Achilles, sensing something was wrong, transformed into Daoliu and rushed towards Atalanta, intending to rescue her and retreat quickly.
Just then, Wang Hao stepped out of the spatial rift, casually waved his hand, and an arm spun and fell down, while the figures of Achilles and Atalanta had already disappeared.
"No wonder it's called the heel in Greek mythology; it's incredibly fast!"
Looking at the arm lying on the ground, Wang Hao wasn't surprised that he hadn't been able to stop Achilles. After all, Achilles was a Hero who was extremely skilled in speed. As long as he didn't linger in battle, no one could stop him with his Inazuma- fast speed. It was already quite good that he had managed to cut off one of Achilles' arms.
Of course, this was mainly because Wang Hao held back; otherwise, if he had unleashed his full power, Achilles in his Servant form would not have been able to escape.
He casually sealed the arm, and even with Achilles ' strength, it would take several days for the arm to regenerate.
"Your Excellency, how are things on your end?"
Holding Achilles by the arm, Wang Hao asked the Grand Duke a question as the two headed toward Spartacus and Kariya Matou, who were still locked in battle.
"My Kazikli Bey has already merged into the enemy archer's body; removing it will not be easy."
The Grand Duke looked rather grim. He had attacked with the intention of eliminating the enemy archers, but instead only managed to severely wound them before they were rescued by the enemy cavalry.
However, judging from their performance just now, the Red Faction's cavalry, like the Lancers, seem to be no ordinary Servant Heroic Spirit.
This made the Grand Duke feel even more gloomy, with a sense of "why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"
He thought he was Invincible with the blessing of his homeland, but who would have thought that the quality of the Red Faction's Servant was also quite good, with two of the four Servant that appeared being Demigod Level.
This is outrageous!
"Oppressors, oppressors!"
The moment the Grand Duke appeared, Spartacus, like a lovesick fool, gleefully swatted Kariya Matou and charged towards the Grand Duke, brandishing his sword.
"For the brave warrior who raises his sword against oppression and defies the strong, I, the King, acknowledge your challenge!"
The Grand Duke, already in a bad mood, saw Spartacus charging at him and, without hesitation, immediately used the Kazikli Bey, turning Spartacus into a skewer of lamb.
To be honest, Spartacus is a First-Rate Heroic Spirit Servant, but his Berserker class limits his ability to unleash his full potential. Otherwise, even with the power of the land and the Grand Duke's strength, defeating Spartacus wouldn't have been so easy.
The Swordsman class is actually the most suitable for Spartacus.
In the instant he temporarily subdued Spartacus, Wang Hao decisively struck, knocking Spartacus unconscious.
Don't be fooled by the simple statement; knocking Servant is actually quite difficult. After all, Servant's physical structure is different from that of an ordinary person, and their core is a thought separated from the Heroic Spirit's main body.
To knock it unconscious, you have to temporarily seal that thought away and sever its connection with your body, which is extremely difficult.
Without lingering, he casually tore open a spatial rift and threw Spartacus into it, along with Kariya Matou, who had been cut in half at the waist.
This time Kariya Matou's injuries were quite severe. The wounds on other parts of his body were one thing, but the most important thing was that Spartacus's final sword strike almost severed Kariya Matou's entire waist, even breaking most of his lumbar vertebrae, and tearing his internal organs to pieces by the violent sword energy.
"Is Mr. Kariya alright?"
Chiron stared blankly at the pitiful Kariya Matou, and couldn't help but ask with concern. Afu, on the other hand, was so frightened that he covered his eyes, unable to bear to look.
Kenny and Jack the Ripper, however, were quite curious and squatted down, poking at the fragments of internal organs that Kariya Matou had exposed with their fingers.
"Teacher, I feel like I can still be saved!"
Having barely caught his breath, Kariya Matou endured the excruciating pain of being cut in half at the waist and pleaded for help from Wang Hao.
Thanks to the Hell training he had undergone over the past six months, his recovery ability was nothing short of freakish. Even after suffering such a fatal injury, he did not die immediately. However, he could also sense that his life force was rapidly draining away from the wound, and if it was not treated soon, he would probably really be going to die.
"That's disgusting!"
Suppressing his nausea, Wang Hao stuffed the fragments of Kariya Matou's internal organs back in and sewed up his torn abdomen.
As for the actual repair, that was left to Kariya Matou himself. Although the injury looked serious, he knew his cheap disciple's limits very well. With his own strength, he was capable of surviving and would become even stronger.
After quickly treating his wounds, Wang Hao ignored Kariya Matou and got up to examine the unconscious Spartacus.
At this moment, Chiron and the Grand Duke were watching Spartacus warily, in case he woke up and suddenly attacked.
Is it really possible to switch job agencies?
Chiron was shocked by Wang Hao's earlier idea, that he actually wanted to change Spartacus's class, even when the Holy Grail Servant was full.
"It's not that another job agency was created out of thin air, but rather that it was swapped with my job agency."
Shaking his head slightly, Wang Hao used the secret technique he had just created to separate the Swordsman class bestowed upon him by the Holy Grail.
In fact, he had already thought of this. The secret method he gave the Grand Duke for the separation skill Noble Phantasm was a test of this idea, and it was very successful.
Compared to the skills and Noble Phantasm that are Servant belonging to Heroic Spirit, the class granted by the Greater Grail is much weaker, so separating them is not difficult.
The difficulty lies in extracting someone else's Holy Grail class, which is hundreds of times more difficult than casting it yourself. Even with Wang Hao's current strength, it is still somewhat difficult to control.
Of course, it's just a bit difficult!
Six hours later, Wang Hao slumped into a chair, covered in sweat. Standing beside him was his experimental subject— Spartacus.
However, Spartacus at this moment was completely different from before. Gone was that manic and violent aura. He appeared much more peaceful, but everyone could see the terrifying power contained beneath this peace.
At the same time, the sword in his hand was enlarged several times, reaching more than two meters in length; it was also a special kind of giant sword.
The Grand Duke and the others all stared intently at Spartacus, who was Spartacus at that moment.
Why did you wake me up?
Ignoring the Grand Duke and the others' targeting, Spartacus looked at Wang Hao was slumped in a chair.
Although he had previously acted somewhat madly due to the Mad Enhancement state characteristic of Berserker, he had not lost his reason or memory, so he was aware of all his previous experiences.
He was now completely baffled Servant why this Red Faction Swordsman would exchange his Swordsman class with him.
It's important to know that among the seven Servant classes in the Holy Grail War, Swordsman, Lancer, and Archer are often the strongest, possessing higher stats than the other Servant. Among these, Swordsman is the most powerful of the three classes.
Therefore, abandoning one's own Swordsman class is very unwise, especially since he is Heroic Spirit summoned Servant the Red Faction.
"I've heard about your deeds. I don't believe Hero should stoop to that level."
Having recovered somewhat, Wang Hao stood up, shrugged indifferently, and continued, "This behavior may seem stupid to you, but it's worthwhile to me."
After glancing at the people present, Wang Hao explained, "The only connection between the Greater Grail and us is the class power it bestows, which is the core of our stance."
Now that you have inherited our Swordsman class, it's equivalent to becoming one of our Servant Heroic Spirit. We no longer have any absolute opposing stances.
That's right, Wang Hao intends to truly bring Spartacus under his control and turn him into one of their own.
Of course, most importantly, Spartacus is the only person he can currently switch to.
He is already Swordsman in the Black Faction, so the target he switches to must at least have Swordsman aptitude.
Looking at the seven Servant of the Red Faction, the Magecraft Shakespeare is a writer, the Assassin Boa Hancock is a poison master, the Lancer Karna is a pure spearman, and the Cavalryman Achilles is also a spearman.
Atalanta archer, is even more of a pure archer.
Now, only Little Mo, the Swordsman, and Spartacus, the Berserker, remain to wield swords.
Forget about Little Mo, so we can only focus our efforts on Spartacus.
"But if you do it the other way around, wouldn't you become Servant of the Red Faction? They could command you to do anything using Command Spell."
Afu was puzzled, thinking it was a rather unprofitable deal.
It's important to understand that Wang Hao is far more powerful than Spartacus; the two are simply not on the same level.
If the Red Faction's Master were to use Command Spell Wang Hao to wreak havoc here, none of them would be able to stop him.
"I am different from you. You are Servant bodies are constructed from the magic of the Greater Grail, and everything you do is based on the magic of the Greater Grail. Therefore, you cannot resist the commands of the Command Spell."
But I was summoned at the moment of my death, and this is my true form, so I have a strong resistance to Command Spell. Furthermore..."
At this point, Wang Hao smiled arrogantly and said, "You think you can influence my will with mere Command Spell?"
He was absolutely confident in this regard, knowing that the only thing he could bring with him from his transmigration was his True Spirit Sword Intent cultivation. Although his cultivation level hadn't recovered much, his True Spirit Sword Intent was still at the Mid Taiyi Realm.
If you put it in the context of the world, it's at least equivalent to the two major Counter Force. Do you really think you can command the two major Counter Force with just a Command Spell?
Even if the Heroic Spirit himself were to descend, the Command Spell created by these Greater Grail would be completely ineffective.
These words made the Grand Duke's expression turn somewhat unpleasant. Even someone as proud as him had to submit to the power of the Command Spell, and he had even given his Master Darnic a special warning at the very beginning of his arrival.
Compared to Wang Hao, he, as a king, is far inferior.
"If that's the case, then my sword will be yours!"
After carefully sensing his own class power, Spartacus discovered that he had indeed changed his stance and completely severed ties with the previous Red Faction. After a brief silence, he solemnly stated his choice and position.
These words startled Wang Hao, who almost thought the guy in front of him was the Wuju Sword Saint in disguise, because the lines were all too familiar!