This new big brother looks scary, just like the devil who scares children, "The devil will come and eat you."
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"I see, is this how you kill Assassin?" Rider touched his chin thoughtfully.
The two heroic spirits who could cause light pollution were fighting seriously, completely ignoring the few people below who were looking at each other.
In a dark corner, a white-haired man wearing a hat coughed hard and said with hatred:
"...Come on."
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"You really stained my eyes!" Gilgamesh's face was full of disgust. A noble phantom appeared looming in the ripples behind him, and he shot at the black heroic spirit mercilessly.
"Is it Berserker?" Saber stood in front of Irisviel.
"This kind of dirty breath must be..." Lancer turned the two guns in his hands, then turned his head and looked at Rider:
"Aren't you going to invite that guy?"
"You said invitation?" Rider spread his hands, "There was no room for negotiation from the beginning, right?"
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The white-haired heroic spirit also seemed to be irritated. He opened his half-closed eyes and pierced Berserker, who had knocked down Archer's Noble Phantasm, with his cold gaze:
"Abandon your soul, corrupt your faith, and lose your reason to gain filthy power——"
"It's so ugly!"
Golden lines spread rapidly, connecting into a mysterious formation on the ground, and countless golden sword blades revealed their sharpness from the void -
"--It stings the fallen soul!"
Berserker repeated his old trick, trying to catch the sword that was coming towards him to resist the attack, but the moment he reached out to grab the golden sword, he rolled on the spot without hesitation and escaped from the range of the magic circle.
.
The weapon he grabbed disappeared the moment it came into contact with the armor's gauntlet, and was replaced by cracks on the gauntlet.
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Rider looked at the battlefield solemnly: "Boy, how strong is that guy as a servant?"
Weber shook his head, with cold sweat falling from his forehead: "...I don't know, I can't tell at all!"
"What?" Rider was a little confused, "You can be considered a master, right?"
"You can always tell what you're good at and what you're not good at, right?"
"...I can't tell," his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, "That black guy must be a Servant, but I can't tell whether it's his condition or anything else!"
"...Does it have the ability or curse to hide one's own state?" Rider thought thoughtfully, then patted his Master on the head and let out a cry of pain, "Then look at the one who can fly, what exactly is he?
How strong is it?”
The answer was beyond everyone's expectations.
"I can't tell... that heroic spirit, no, I can't be sure if he is a heroic spirit!"
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I watched my nose, nose, and heart, pretending not to know anything. I didn't know that they were picking off the vest that was forced on me, and I didn't know that they were muttering about what I did.
If I could whistle, I would be whistling now to pretend I didn't see anything.
Did I say I was a heroic spirit?
No!
Kang, everything is made up by your own imagination and has nothing to do with me.
Just and confident.jpg
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Ying Zheng's attack was very unreasonable.
Take Gilgamesh's brother as an example. If the weapon he uses to attack hits an enemy, he will lose blood based on whether it hits a vital part.
There are also situations, such as scratching the oily skin, and the other party will not lose blood.
But Ying Zheng is different.
Is the golden sword summoned by Ying Zheng not so much a weapon, but energy that manifests its form, or is it a dropped blood-reducing pack?
Anyway, it will lose blood when it comes into contact, and the amount of blood lost is fixed. No matter whether you catch the skill in front of you or flash to the grave, you will still lose the same amount of blood.
Therefore, it is impossible for this dark guy to catch Ying Zheng's golden sword.
If you catch the blood drop packet in your hand, you will definitely lose blood.
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The white-haired young man was suspended in the air, with golden ripples rippling behind him.
"Humph, you must be a born loser."
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Gilgamesh didn't move after throwing a wave of javelins at the beginning. He stood on the streetlight and watched me with great interest as I bullied the children. It made me feel uncomfortable all over.
Aren't you angry? Don't you think he has tarnished your noble eyes? Brother, please don't stare at me, I'm a bit hairy.
I couldn't help but ask him: "Based in my glory, are you satisfied? Common people."
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was stunned.
???Does Ying Zheng talk so much to attract hatred?
Gilgamesh's scarlet eyes were full of interest. Not only did he not explode because I called him a "commoner," but he answered me condescendingly.
"A good show can bring pleasure to the king. I forgive you for your disrespect, Zaxiu."
I:"……"
Please speak human language :)
I can only understand that the eldest brother is happy when he sees us fighting, and he won't be angry when he is happy. Is this the case?
I was silent for a moment.
Then you are happy, I will continue to call you?
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―What a big face!
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The white-haired young man completely opened his eyes, his golden pupils shining like flowing gold and like the blazing sun.
"How dare you, the common people, to make fun of the emperor's tolerance? This is a crime that cannot be erased even by death!"
——Then the golden weapon stabbed Berserker with a "swish" sound.
Berserker: "???"
Berserker quickly ducked away.
Gilgamesh also got angry and started to scold him: "King of Joy is an honor for miscellaneous cultivators. Why don't you kneel down and thank me for your gift!"
So countless Noble Phantasms also shot towards Berserker who had just dodged a wave of sword blades.
Berserker: "???"
Berserker hides again.
The white-haired heroic spirit waved his hand again, "How disrespectful! The emperor's tolerance is limited!" and the golden sword blade continued to poke.
Gilgamesh stamped his foot and waved the street lamp three times, "It's just to please me!"
The Noble Phantasm continued to shoot.
Berserker: "..."
berserker: What does your quarrel have to do with me, berserker?!!
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The expressions of the few people watching drifted again.
saber: "Did the two of them quarrel?"
lancer: "There must have been a quarrel."
Rider: "There's a quarrel."
"..."x3
saber: "Then why did they fight berserker?"
lancer: "...I don't know."
The rider pinched his chin and seemed to tell the truth: "Jin Cancan and Jin Shining... seem to have a tacit understanding? Is it because they are both arrogant kings and they feel sympathy for each other?"
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Tohsaka House.
"This is not good..." Tokiomi Tohsaka stood by the radio speaker used for communication, "Gilgamesh still wants to release the king's treasure and expose the fatal treasure to everyone like this. It's really weird.
Too flippant."
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"Great King of Heroes," Tokiomi Tosaka called, "please calm down and retreat."
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Gilgamesh, the elder brother of the black guy who was kiting me remotely while we were arguing, stopped throwing swords, axes, halberds, clubs, spears and forks.
I'm still a little confused.
Brother, don’t fight again?
He glanced at me with great interest: "For the sake of pleasing the king today, I forgive you for being disrespectful, Tokiomi."
"I have accepted your advice."
The golden spirit collapsed and Gilgamesh ran away.
I:"???"
Did he run away?
...What is he here for?
I was floating alone on the street lamp, feeling a little lonely and desolate.