I'm protecting Weber's transformation of the barrier.
7o:48:19
The Rider piloted a B2 bomber and performed a Cobra Maneuver plus Khafre Roll in front of Gilgamesh. As a result, the Ancient King immediately became furious and chased after him in a Kagusu. Only Uyu Ryunosuke and Ryuunosuke were left behind.
Berserker went to deal with the black-armored Saber—oh, and the junior brother Kotomine Kirei who was left behind just now.
But even with a few Assassin Four Heavenly Kings, it was not enough to defeat the Black Saber. Ryunosuke looked at the Black Saber who was suppressing the Berserker due to lack of air pressure, and asked Junior Brother Kirei to discuss the retreat.
"Junior brother, the teacher is calling you to go home..." "Please let Berserker help me fight off Saber, Ryunosuke."
"Huh?" Ryunosuke was stunned for a moment: "It's possible, but I can't control berserker's actions without a command spell -"
Then he was startled by the large Command Seals revealed by Kirei as he rolled up his sleeves.
"Transferring the complete command spell is more troublesome, equivalent to transplanting the magic circuit, but these defective products and fragments are no problem, reach out." "Oh..."
Ryunosuke followed his words and showed Kirei the back of his hand which only had faint traces left, and could vaguely be seen to be three tangled lightning bolts.
"[...]" Kirei recited an incantation that although there was a sound, could not be classified into language, onomatopoeia or even phonetic symbols. In this weird sound, many tiny red fragments on his arms floated like ashes.
Down.
While they gathered into a lightning pattern on the back of Ryunosuke's hand, the jumbled command spells on Kirei's arm began to vaguely reveal their original shape due to the disappearance of the leftover materials - although it was still very abstract.
"Okay, order him to use the strongest Noble Phantasm." Kirei retracted his hand and said.
"The strongest? You mean the ability to transform into someone else?" Ryunosuke touched the command spell and turned his head to look at Berserker, who was increasingly at a disadvantage: "If we let him turn into Gilgamesh, we will be dead later.
Bar?"
Although the Ancient King was having fun fighting Iskandar in the sky, if he glanced over and saw "himself", he would probably abandon the battle with Rider and throw away thousands of Noble Phantasms.
And accompanied by a murderous rebuke - "Bastard! How dare you steal my image!?"
Ryunosuke was frightened by his imagination.
"...You just give the order. I have studied the history of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table." Apparently Junior Brother Kirei also thought of it, and his face looked a little bad.
"Okay," Ryunosuke pressed the lightning: "In the name of the Command Seal, Berserker, use your strongest Noble Phantasm!"
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"Ouch!"
The black berserker suddenly put no defense at all, and threw two logs at Saber as if to exchange injuries for injuries. Saber, who could not receive treatment because the master was not around, had to return the sword to parry, and took advantage of the situation to cut Berserker's arm.
A wound.
"Ah---" Berserker threw two logs and took advantage of the situation to retreat far away, placing his hand on his empty waist.
Even though saber·a1ter didn't hear Ryunosuke's order, he could feel the surging magic power of his opponent, so he planned to attack first to prevent him from using the Noble Phantasm.
!!
However, a premonition of facing a natural enemy made her stop for a moment. As King Arthur with the heart of a red dragon, she had experienced countless cruel and dangerous battles, and had never felt such a trembling feeling as if she were encountering a natural enemy.
Even though she put this emotion aside immediately, her movements were still a little slow.
With a bang, the layer of black mist around Berserker exploded outwards, revealing its original posture - it was extremely delicate and beautiful, pure white heavy armor shining under the sunlight, with ice blue and ice wrapped around it.
The golden stripes make it more luxurious.
The helmet disappeared, and his shoulder-length hair was slightly curled. What emerged from it was a handsome but melancholy face. He was looking at Saber with a look that said "I hate iron but cannot become steel".
"Well, although I expected it, it's really interesting that even the expressions are exactly the same, Sir Lancelot." The black-armored Saber held her sword in front of her and looked at Berserker who revealed her true face from a distance.
"You are not King Arthur -" Berserker, or Knight of the Round Table Lancelot, stared at Saber fiercely, his voice still hoarse from long-term roaring: "In other words, you do not deserve to be called King Arthur!"
"Not to mention that I 'was' the King Arthur in your heart," Saber sneered: "You have to maintain her image even though you betrayed her? Do you think this is atonement?"
"You false king——"
"If my Lord Lancelot sees you, he will probably kill you without hesitation." Although she still felt the aura of a natural enemy from Lancelot, Artoria still said without hesitation.
: "Although he was called a rebellious knight because he unconditionally opposed any of my decrees, proposed marriage to me when I was preparing to marry Guinevere, deliberately killed the enemy generals I was about to release, and so on - but he has never,
We have not rebelled against our country.”
"Neither have I—" "France is an enemy country."
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The black helmet that had disappeared reappeared on Berserker's head, and he started roaring loudly again.
"Tsk, are you pretending to be crazy if you can't say it?" Saber said contemptuously, but she held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, because the feeling of natural enemy in Berserker was too strong to ignore.
Zhengjun - Wearing only a helmet, Berserker pulled out a half-hand sword that was completely black with unknown bloodstains from his waist and pointed it at Saber from a distance.
"Oh, [Lake Light without Regrets]?" The source of the natural enemy feeling was confirmed, and Saber relaxed instead: "It turns out that all your British dragons have not been killed yet."
In Saber A1ter's memory, all the dragons in Britain and the surrounding areas were killed by Mordred, even the larger lizards were not spared. The child seemed to want to make a weapon with "dragon-slaying" properties
She came to challenge Artoria, who had the heart of the red dragon, but her plan failed completely. She seemed to have named the sword "The Magnificent Rebellion Against My Father"?
"[Reach the end, break through the limit, King of the other side, please look at this light——]" The long sword in Lancelot's hand began to emit turbulent blue light.
"Haha, let me completely shatter your fantasy of atonement. You destroyed the round table and killed your colleagues. Your sin is unforgivable." Saber·a1ter took half a step back, and the low-hanging black broken steel sword began to absorb the surrounding light.
.
"[The locks are all broken? Aroundight over1oad]!"
"[Sword of Oath and Victory (exca1ibur)]!"
The two rays of jet black and lake blue light shot straight towards each other with an indomitable momentum.
7o:44:16
Two aircraft, one gold and one black, were chasing each other in the sky. The huge explosions in the back mountains continued, and even from inside the mansion, the sounds of explosions and sword clashes were heard one after another.
Weber felt that he couldn't be more stupid here to check the boundaries around the mansion and strictly follow the chain to carry out a circular and in-depth transformation.
However, it is not all without gain. At least the high-concentration magic power that originally enveloped the entire hill has been reduced to the surroundings of the mansion. Even if it explodes now, Teacher Kenneth and Mrs. Sola can resist it with their abilities. As for myself——
She should be able to protect herself.
Weber turned away and looked at Caster, who was floating not far behind him and seemed to be distracted.
Compared to the high-sounding excuse of "not parsing the allies' wards", Weber is more willing to believe that the "Winter Saint" did not help him change the wards because it was too troublesome - she found it too troublesome to even walk.
You'll know when the magic is floating around.
"I always feel like you're thinking of something rude." Caster floated in front of Weber, staring at him as he walked backwards.
"I'm thinking that the final outer barrier will be there soon," Weber said without changing his face: "The magic power disturbance generated after the transformation will make everyone inside the mansion realize that Teacher Kenneth is okay. If an Assassin rushes out to attack,
It’s troublesome.”
"In that case, don't worry." Caster summoned a round transparent water ball in the palm of his hand. It flowed and gradually froze, and finally turned into a blue crystal-like transparent ice ball.
As if aware of Caster's distraction, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out from the back garden of the mansion, and two daggers, one red and one blue, stabbed Weber viciously in the back.
"Pa." The ice ball in Caster's hand hit the Assassin's arm first. He quickly turned into an ice sculpture centered on the place where he was hit, and the next moment he fell on the ground due to his own inertia.
The ground is broken.
Weber continued to walk towards the final barrier without even looking back. During these ten minutes of getting along, every time Caster started to play with ice and water inexplicably, it was a sign that Assassin was about to break out and be dealt with. The bad luck just now
The ghost is the ninth.
"Speaking of which, the Holy Grail War Summon Servnt is not bad as a thug. At least it won't leave any corpses," Weber heard Caster say from behind: "Shenhu or summoned objects will also work."
You are also a servant yourself, is that really okay?
"Are there other types?" Unable to hold back his curiosity, Weber asked.
"Charming small animals, summoning creatures from other worlds, and even recruiting mercenaries," Caster shook his head: "When they start fighting, they will bleed like rivers—fortunately, the masters this year are all good."
"As for the consequences, for example, if some small animal breaks into your mansion accidentally and dies in a hard-to-find corner...ah~" Caster's tone was filled with obvious disgust, "It's still my responsibility to handle it.
The method is good, but we are running out of space recently. Should we use it to open an exhibition hall?"
How to handle it and where to store it... No, forget it, Weber felt that if he continued to ask, he would risk losing his sanity, so he shut up decisively.
And at this moment, the continuous blasting sound from the back mountain stopped and was replaced by some kind of strange whistling sound. It sounded like a train was approaching?
Before he could tell what it was, he saw Caster suddenly stop him and arrange a circular ice wall of no less than three layers in the direction where the sound came from.
Judging from Caster's previous experience of being able to defeat Assassin with only a fist-sized water ball, what is coming this time should be some kind of powerful——
Boom!! The torrent of black and blue magic power hit the ice wall hard.
