Chapter 696

However, there was no resistance at all. Lancer's posture, whose teeth were almost broken, collapsed unexpectedly.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed in everyone's hearts, and the invisible shock wave directly pushed away all obstacles.

Then the spectators saw that Cú Chulainn, who had been so powerful that he exploded, was sent flying backwards and hit the modified wall at a super fast speed.

It pulled the body of the afterimage and smashed it down, causing countless dust and gravel to fly around.

The contrast was so strong that Bazett couldn't help but rub his eyes. His ancestors didn't seem to be as explosive as they said.

Ahem!

Stepping out of the smoke, Cu Chulainn looked helplessly at the still trembling gun barrel. Is this enemy's strength a bit too much? Could it be Hercules?

Although he looks thin and is an agile spearman, in fact, as a demigod, he has no obvious weaknesses, and even his strength has reached the top level.

He suffered such a big loss because of that unreasonable force that penetrated his whole body.

It was indeed embarrassing, but it was simply unforgivable to embarrass myself in front of future generations thousands of years later.

Without waiting for the spearman to regain his strength, the lead-black servant continued to pursue the target.

The gray alien waved its giant sword as if it only knew this, and Lancer had no room to dodge for a moment.

Berserker's slashes are deadly storms that cannot be defended without blocking them with the whole body, so he is constantly withstanding the violent wind and rain like iron.

For Lancer, the only chance of winning is to find a way to survive through the gaps in the enemy's attacks, but that also requires Berserker to have gaps.

Chapter 99 The boy who sees through everything

The sword is like a black rock, like a hurricane.

With such a huge body and such a huge sword, Berserker's sword swing speed surpasses that of a spearman.

Repeated attacks were just constant tapping, rough swordsmanship without any skills, but that was enough.

If there is overwhelming power and speed, there is no room for skill to intervene.

Techniques were devised by humans to make up for shortcomings, and shortcomings did not exist in this giant beast.

Finally, a huge black foot kicked Cu Chulainn's little face. The blue figure rolled countless times in the courtyard and plowed the ground for a long time before stopping.

boom!

This is the release of fighting spirit mixed with magic power. Cu Chulainn shook away the dirt and grass clippings from his body and regained his stance.

"Slap in the face...!!!"

They are all demigods, why don’t you save any face for others! My descendants are watching!

Thinking about the heroic words before departure and the coquettish appearance at the beginning. The spearman's face was filled with blood.

"Declare!"

Suddenly, there was a surge of magic power in the body, and various attributes also increased by a small level.

Is this the Command Seal being consumed?

Looking back, Bazett saw that the situation was not good and decisively used the authority to temporarily improve the attributes of the servant.

…

Cu Chulainn didn't know if he was the first servant to be strengthened by the Command Seal in the Fifth Holy Grail War, but it was really embarrassing.

Phew~~

Ireland's Son of Light decided to use his unparalleled spear skills to kill his opponents.

Madness is all about trading sanity for stronger strength and endurance, but the loss of sanity represents a decline in skill.

Therefore, as long as you suppress the opponent's level with unparalleled spear skills, and with the bonus of increased strength and endurance, you can kill the opponent without injury and save face.

"Come again!!"

Red gun shadows flashed around Berserker. Either block, hold, or tie. A spear in the hands of a spearman is as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Blossoming gun flowers bloomed in the void, blooming countless sparks.

That was the result of Hercules' skin being swept away by the gun wind. The rhythm of one shot after another was very terrifying.

Unlike the original work, without the restrictions of Kotomine Kirei's command spell, Cu Chulainn's true combat power began to show off.

Judging from the scene, the Lancer suppressed the Berserker at this moment.

Looking at it, Illya is a little worried that her servant will not lose, right? I even thought about using command spells.

At this time Emiya Shirou said calmly.

"Don't worry, berserker currently has the advantage."

The spearmen on the field also felt this way, because even if the opponent was so crazy that they seemed to be dancing wildly, they still integrated mature martial arts into the limbs of their bodies even when they lost their minds.

That huge nameless ax sword has countless profound martial arts skills, and it continuously improves its combat power almost instinctively.

Even during the stage of madness, he still had an inner eye. He must have been an unparalleled master of martial arts during his lifetime.

And his body is unimaginably strong.

The spear in his hand is not an unknown person. Any blow has the power of a low-end Noble Phantasm.

But hitting this guy was like hitting the hardest rock. Ordinary sword, air and gun winds cannot damage the skin at all.

So what seemed like a stabbing to the opponent was an innocuous skin injury, and the key weapon was blocked by the opponent's heavy ax and sword.

Even the rebound made his hands holding the gun feel numb. The counterattacks from time to time made me even more frightened.

The opponent is definitely not an ordinary demigod, but has a very powerful legendary bonus from human society, otherwise it would be impossible to have no flaws to this extent.

But with the arrow on the string, Cu Chulainn offered to duel with the opponent's servant. At this time, it was too late to change his strategy.

And out of the demigod's pride, he would not release the Noble Phantasm even if the other party had no intention of releasing the Noble Phantasm.

Speeding up again, the spearmen turned into endless afterimages and surrounded the black giant, with loud clanging noises roaring in the night sky.

Watching this, Bazett had an unknown premonition in his heart.

My ancestor seemed to have chosen the strongest heroic spirit. Although the battle between the two servants could no longer be seen clearly, the gap could be sensed from the changes in position and aura.

"Damn it, Kallen, it's time to take action!"

Just as the two servants there were engaged in a thrilling mythical battle, a layer of mist enveloped the interior of Emiya's mansion.

At the same time, this strange mist also divided the battlefield between the two servants and the space on the Master's side.

At this time, Hassan took action under Karen's urging.

Although his power mainly comes from physical skills, as an assassin, changing the geographical environment is only the most basic operation.

The young Emiya drew his sword and stood in front of Illya. The thin body was as firm as a mountain at this moment.

Strengthen, start.

The operation of magic power is as natural as eating and drinking. The power that has been honed for thousands of years has been implemented throughout the young man's body and weapons.

At the same time, the intuition in his mind was maximized, and the nearby space could be seen at a glance.

"Illya, get ready."

The girl immediately started to activate the magic dress of Heaven. Gorgeous holy clothing is displayed around the body for final protection.

At the same time, he summoned his own self-discipline to make the Demon White Stork Knight stop in mid-air for warning.

The brother in front of her inexplicably provided her with a lot of courage at this moment.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Two dark red daggers flew towards the white-haired girl from the mist. This is Assassin's weapon Dirk.

A short sword originating from Scotland. The daggers thrown by his ability have roughly the same destructive power as bullets. If it were a human being, he would inevitably die on the spot.

Hassan Sabah himself is not a strong servant, and his statistics are also average.

The advantage of his combat ability lies in his secret surprise attack, but his disadvantage lies in his lack of frontal combat ability. Hassan will wait for the opportunity.

Out of the assassin's premonition, Cursed Wrist Hassan always felt that the red-haired young man was too calm, as if he had experienced countless vicissitudes of life at a young age.

These daggers that can be automatically recycled are the most suitable weapons on standby. Even if the target is a human, he will not relax.

The dense fog can cover up the flight trajectory of the weapon and the slight fluctuation of magic power. It is an attack method that assassins are more proud of.

Dang, Dang!

Without even looking at it, the Emiya boy turned back with his sword and cut off the two daggers.

? !

Ordinary humans actually blocked their own attacks, it was abnormal! Did you activate some special gift?

Keep testing. Several more daggers flew out.

But no matter how unexpected and magical the angle is, even the superimposed and arced flight trajectories are useless.

The young man in the thick fog seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and cut down all these daggers around Illya in a single step.

After being shot down by his own attacks twice in a row, Assassin realized that this boy might not be normal. So I prepared to test it out in person.

Chapter 100: Fight against the heroic spirits

The silent assassination footsteps continued to approach the front without making any sound.

A+ level breath blocking can "completely" cut off the breath. Even a Servant cannot detect this.

Holding the matte dagger in his hand, he took one step, two steps, and three steps.

Finally, he slowly approached the Emiya boy. Not even the autonomous familiar next to Illya noticed his position, and Hassan slowly found his weapon.

It only takes one strike to pierce the young man's vital points, and then hold the Master hostage and control the powerful and terrifying heroic spirit. This battle will be over.

brush!

The dagger thrust out but didn't hit anything. As if he had predicted it, the boy took half a step forward, then turned around and slashed.

The cold light flickered for a moment in the thick fog like moonlight.

brush!

Hassan immediately curled up into a black shadow like a frightened desert viper, jumped back and retreated into the mist.

Looking at the chopped black cloak and the scratches on the skull mask, Assassin fell into silence. Was he successfully counterattacked just now?

Then the assassin under the skull mask felt humiliated. The assassin in the fog was actually injured by his prey.

If Wang Hassan finds out, he will execute himself.

So with some anger, he dived into the mist again, this time it floated down from above his head. The two daggers struck in two directions.

Even if you can detect the position through unknown means, there is nothing you can do about such a strong attack.

You must know that even Assassin has B-level strength, and Sister Min has even A-level strength.

But what ushered in was just a gorgeous sword light. The two sides had their first close encounter.

Clang!

Although in terms of strength, his physique as a heroic spirit has the absolute upper hand. But that weird sword-handling technique actually leaked most of the power.

The dagger left two scars on the boy's body, but the counterattack of several sword lights in an instant forced Assassin several meters away.

The red-haired boy was looking directly at the black figure through the fog. It seems that no obstacle can stop those determined eyes.

Emiya Shirou felt the pain in his arm and the wounds on his body and sighed that he was worthy of being a heroic spirit. This shot was indeed heavy enough.

Even assassins who are not known for their strength put some strain on their bodies.

Fortunately, I had special training with Teacher Noah. I had to face the mountain-like heavy red iron bars every day, and my force-relieving skills reached an instinctive level before I could withstand it.

But...why aren't heroic spirits that strong? Or is it that the other party is not serious?

The young man never thought that it was because he was too strong.