[Fate][Gun Bow] Red and Blue Holy Grail War

Chapter 82

Tuliphas, in front of Black's Mirenia Fortress.The first large-scale melee of the Holy Grail War that started in Romania finally broke out as everyone expected!

──In order to compete again for the ownership of the Great Holy Grail.

Of course, this is just the red side led by Amakusa Shiro, and it is a private goal for this aggressive attack.

Standing on the black side, Vlad the Grand Duke of Wallachia who has assimilated the land under his feet into his territory.Tepesh, and Danik, the patriarch of the Yugdomirenia clan, both of them don't think such an exaggerated plan is feasible, and naturally they don't think about it.

But they are not surprised that the red side is aggressive.

Just because the Great Holy Grail is placed in the black stronghold, it is determined that the red team will be the offensive team, and the black team can occupy a favorable location and freely defend and counterattack—this is how it should have been.

The red-black war became the beginning of a real melee, which was set off by the red Berserker Spartacus who was forced to transfer to the black side.

Perhaps it was because of his natural sensitivity to oppressors. At that time, without warning, Spartacus gave up his flexibility and leaped forward, drawing his bow from time to time to strike back, trying to lure him to target Ruler Joan of Arc's red Archer. ──Acaranta, the huntress with animal ears and tail, who was famous for being the first to shoot the Calydonian boar──with a grin on her face that anyone could feel excited about, she turned around and ran away .

Perhaps that smile was too ominous. After Atalanta, who was known for his agility in Greek mythology, shot two more arrows to no avail, he didn't try to regain Spartacus' attention.

On the other hand, due to the effect of the Crying Warmonger of the resident Noble Phantasm, Spartacus, whose body has been slightly distorted after being injured in battle, is like a moving hill, and it is still a berserk level Berserker, who is extremely tall, can talk but can't really communicate, and can't control, naturally attracts people's attention in every move.

After all, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to pay attention!Such a big unstable factor, just ignore it, and it will be too late to deal with it when something happens!

Then the Masters who are mainly in charge of supervising the battlefield, and the Servants who specialize in providing long-range support and assisting attacks, saw that Spartacus, who was rushing straight to the edge of the battlefield, approached a person who did not know when to enter the battlefield in the direction close to the town. , The Servant who didn't know which faction he belonged to, asked his classic sentence──

"You...are, the oppressor?"

"Ah, that's right."

Standing face to face with Spartacus, even though he was wearing a ferocious bone armor, the mad king who looked petite and lovely did not raise his head, but raised his gaze under the hood, revealing a mouthful of razor-sharp teeth , readily admitted with the attitude of "it is so".

The mad king Cu Chulainn is originally not recorded in the correct human history. He once led the Celtics across North America, the king of martial arts, the king of killing, and the ideal king in Queen Maeve's mind!

Oppressors... As kings, how many dare to say no?

Anyway, Spartacus was instantly triggered by the mad king's "yes" switch to double the excitement! "Oh, oh oh oh oh oh! Oppressor! Come on, put pain on my body!"

A monstrous giant with the color of a dead man growled.

Taking the attack and then counterattacking, while converting the damage into magic power accumulation and strengthening oneself, this is the battle mode of Spartacus.

He is a typical example of getting stronger as you fight!He raised his sword and took the initiative to attack the Mad King!

No matter whether it is an altered Cu Chulainn or not, it is impossible to have the concept of showing mercy to a guy who shows obvious hostility.

He moved his waist, arms, and wrists in an instant, and finally the gun - the dead thorn came first!

He responded to Spartacus's roar with specific actions, accurately inflicting pain on the latter's body.The Gaborga, which fell into the hands of the mad king and became much more magical, directly burst out with thousands of thorns. When the mad king forcibly opened the path of the Spartacus dagger and penetrated the latter's body, " "Blossom" stabbed people full of holes!

"Hahahaha! Not enough, this is not enough!"

The giant with a blue-gray to white complexion raised his neck and laughed, his abnormal morality, compared with his miserable appearance covered in blood, was inexplicably chilling.

The mad king had no expression on his face, he swung his gun vigorously with his thick arms, and immediately threw Spartacus's huge body out, and pulled out the dead thorn along the way, causing another wave of blood loss to the opponent, further aggravating his injury.

It's a pity that for the red Berserker who has a masochistic physique to a certain extent, as long as he is not killed by a single blow, he can fully withstand such damage under the effect of the Noble Phantasm. Distorted and deformed, at a glance, it looks more and more like a swollen monster.

However, due to the increase in volume, Spartacus, whose speed has lagged a lot, still has the heart of rebelling against the oppressor. After rolling twice in a row and getting back up again, without saying a word, he immediately took heavy steps and shouted " Oh oh oh oh" and rushed towards the mad king!

"It can't be done. The ability gap is too big."

In the Walled City, Danik was obviously not optimistic about Spartacus' winning rate at all.For him, rather than looking forward to the victory of the red Berserker, who was originally an abandoned child, it is better to look forward to the accumulation of magic power in the bloated meat ball... The twisted limbs gave him an increasingly dangerous premonition...

According to Black Caster, it is a Noble Phantasm that accumulates damage and finally self-destructs to counterattack.It's just that if you want to detonate here... the distance and timing must be well controlled.

Danik's face was sullen, making it difficult to see his true mood at the moment.

"That person...is also Berserker."

Outside the walled city, other people also had a lot of thoughts flying because of the words of Joan of Arc, the orthodox ruler of this Holy Grail War who has the ability to see through the real name.

What does the appearance of the third Berserker mean?

Knowing that another unknown Servant appeared before, it is natural to start to wonder if there are more than one or two such outsiders?After all... The Holy Grail War first emphasizes group combat, and the battle for individual heroism has to be ranked after team battles.

Even Joan frowned unconsciously.

For things like this, Revelations did not give any reminders at all.And as a Ruler, her ability to perceive Servants seems to have weakened a lot when facing that Berserker... At least before that Berserker showed up, her perception was not as keen as Spartacus's perception of oppressors.

Standing on the battlefield, the saint holding the flag deeply realized the intricacies of the Holy Grail War for the first time.

Isn't the reason why Ruler needs to be summoned to ensure the smooth progress of the Holy Grail War not entirely due to the red side who has obvious hostility and even sends Servants to attack and kill her?

Intelligence collection is too incomplete... Assuming she continues to maintain absolute neutrality, is she capable enough to fulfill her duty of "guaranteeing the stable progress of the Holy Grail War"?For the first time, Joan felt a little uncertain.

"...The real name is Cu Chulainn too..."

This sentence comes from another Ruler hiding in the woods, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.The lurking young saint, his soliloquy was almost breathless, and was not heard by anyone other than himself.

This new discovery made the rebellious sage boy suddenly feel that he was barely half a good boy.

Didn't it mean that 60 years ago, after receiving flesh, he recognized an adoptive father named Yanfeng and obtained legal status; 60 years later, he took over the job of his adoptive father and represented the Holy Church as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, and in view of the special nature of this Holy Grail War Xing was ordered to end himself──So far, he is a good boy who obeys the rules.

The biggest violation is that he still retains the identity of the judge, but joins the competition for the Holy Grail.

But library.What about Churin?

To use an inaccurate analogy, this Mister Heroic Spirit directly manifested two souls in the same competition, and then one acted as a referee and the other as a player!This is so--so clever!Why didn't he think of it!

Amakusa, who maintains a gentle and jade-like appearance, is actually quite active in his inner thinking, suddenly feels that "going down personally to stir up the current melee, and using life and death to test whether God allows his behavior" is not very meaningful.

In the end, all he wanted was one last psychological persuasion.

On the frontal battlefield, the battle between Berserker and Berserker is still going on, but it is about to come to an end.

The mad king's killing has always paid attention to efficiency.

Facing a target like Spartacus who seems to be addicted to more damage and more dangerous intuitively, his handling method is also very simple - just raise the gun and throw it with all your strength at no cost to yourself.

"Sleep forever... piercing the killing gun (GaeBolg)!"

Spartacus is obsessed with the oppressor's madness and combat characteristics, and he is doomed to choose to suffer all injuries until he is on the verge of death, and then the roar of the beast will show its last fangs!

The premise is that the holder of the Noble Phantasm is not crushed to pieces, or he is so impatient to pursue death that he even skips the "near" stage and goes straight to the end of death.

The reality is that the magic spear with the power of the anti-army treasure level, pierced through the front of Spartacus repeatedly and accumulated damage, has completely turned into a deformed body with invisible legs.

"...Oh... oppressor, ah..."

However, even at this moment, the only recognizable face of Spartacus is still wearing that creepy smile that represents "satisfaction" to himself, happily accepting the death curse that comes with the scarlet magic gun , the body slowly decomposes into light-colored spiritual particles...

In the next second, the magic power stored and compressed by the Spartacus Noble Phantasm began to be released, and a storm of pure magic power centered on the decomposition point of the red Berserker suddenly blew up──

That is the magical wind blade that can indeed cause damage to the body composed of Servant ether!

The Mad King bears the brunt!

Originally, this should be a good opportunity to observe, so as to get a feel for the Mad King's bottom line.Unfortunately, the scope of the storm is too wide, and everyone who is outside...yes, including artificial humans, golems, and dragon tooth soldiers—all "people" are included in the affected area.

This is even true for those with a certain weight, let alone those relatively light flying surveillance familiars.

It was all light and fluffy things, and they were blown out of sight.

Looking at the audience, probably only red Lancer Karna, red Rider Achilles, and black Saber Siegfried could ignore this indiscriminate attack without defending.

It is conceivable that no one was able to see how the unknown Berserker avoided the attack of nature under the interference of the wind and sand.

Everyone only knew that when the storm subsided, the guy who was the closest and should be the worst didn't even find a wound on his body.At best, it can be guessed from the change in his gun posture that the Berserker used the rotating magic gun to form a barrier and act as the first layer of buffer—then the healing rune will naturally exert its expected effect.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't seem to even move his footsteps... no, he moved now.

The spiky tail swayed slightly, and the Mad King turned 45 degrees sideways, facing most of the people present.He raised his head, opened his sharp teeth, and showed a sinister smile, but asked in a cold voice: "Next, who will go?"

──The true biography of Emiya: ridiculing the achievements of the audience.Achieved!

──Creating an opportunity, the Ruler team took advantage of the gap to invade and achieve it!