Eternal Night

Chapter 779 Is it finally my turn?

(PS: I know everyone is quite upset, and I'm very sorry. It's not that I'm lazy, but I'm away from home and often have to spend time with my parents, so I can't stay in my rented apartment all the time. That's why I haven't been able to update frequently. I'm really sorry. I will try my best to update more often after the end of this month when I return to Chongqing from my trip. These days, I can only try my best to update consistently, but once I'm back in my rented apartment, I will try to update twice a day and write more words. I sincerely apologize to everyone again.)
"...So, both our masters have disappeared?"

A handsome but unkempt man in Hanfu was eating roasted chicken while holding a long sword. He spoke to a man in the distance who was studying a large pile of firearms.

"It's gone, but it hasn't disappeared."

The man also looked unkempt, dressed in frayed denim, wearing a large hat, and with a stubble beard. He was focused on a Desert Eagle in his hand as he spoke.

The man in Hanfu paused for a moment before replying, "That's true. If we had really disappeared, we would both be gone. The magic transmission is still ongoing, proving that we've only disappeared, not vanished. But we can't even sense the curse seal anymore... It's really strange. Is this the effect of the second spell?"

The cowboy remained silent, simply continuing to fiddle with his gun while looking down.

The man in Hanfu was also very easygoing. He didn't get angry because he didn't get a response. He just smiled and continued to eat his roast chicken.

Suddenly, the two of them paused, stopped what they were doing, and looked up slightly to the side.

Then I saw a screen of light appear there.

The two were in a deserted wooden cabin, and the light screen was just below the ceiling, which they could see by looking up.

Several robed magicians appeared in the light screen. The leading magician was in his fifties or sixties, with a dignified face and an aura of military dominance. He looked at the two and said, "In accordance with the name of the subordinate general spell, I, the magic commander Einzbernbehn, hereby designate Saber of the fifth squad of the third battalion and Archer of the fifth squad of the third battalion to obey my orders."

Both the man in Hanfu and the man in cowboys narrowed their eyes slightly, but then countless shrunken runes appeared on the back of Einzbern's hand. The two paused for a moment, then lowered their heads slightly.

Einzbernbehn continued, "The Third Battalion, Fifth Group is now ordered to proceed to the designated location. An attack on the target is expected within three hours. Specific details will be communicated via the curse seal."

The two men looked at each other. The man in cowboys bowed slightly to indicate that he understood, but the man in Hanfu was clearly more curious. He asked, "What about the Dead Apostles? And what about our Master? He's gone. We can't even sense the curse seal, but the magic transmission is still normal. Is this the power of the Second Law?"

Einzbern's brow furrowed slightly. He wanted to reprimand them, but considering that the two "people" before him were not his magicians, he could only remain silent for a moment before saying, "Dead Apostles need not worry. I have other arrangements. As for the situation of your Masters... that is a high-level secret of the Clock Tower and cannot be disclosed casually. Now, go."

After saying that, Einzbernbehn didn't wait for the man in Hanfu to ask any further questions. He waved his hand and completely shut down the light screen.

After the light screen disappeared, the cowboy got up, leaving behind a bunch of pistols and rifles, and headed out of the cabin.

The man in Hanfu sighed, tossed aside the roast chicken, and casually wiped the grease off his clothes before following the man in cowboy clothes. As he walked, he sighed, "They have no respect for us at all, even though we are heroic spirits."

"...No, we are not heroic spirits."

As the cowboy walked away, he said indifferently, "Given our legendary status and mystique, we are actually not qualified to become Heroic Spirits. Neither you nor I have a physical form on the Throne of Heroes."

“Of course.” The man in Hanfu said nonchalantly, “We all know that there are multiple layers of world structure outside the present world. Apart from the realm of gods, the outside world, the inner Sea of ​​the Heart, and other places, there are two major suppressive forces that have set up the Throne of Heroes to collect legendary, mythological, and epic figures. It is full of beings from legends, myths, and epics. As for you and me… to be honest, we are still very far from that level.”

The cowboy nodded and said, "That's right, but that's exactly why we're here. The Mage's Association summoned thirty Saber Servants and thirty Archer Servants at once. If they were all true Heroic Spirits, even the Second and Third Mages working together couldn't do it. That's why we're here. But this is also a good opportunity for us. If we can definitely obtain the Holy Grail, we might just be able to get our place on the Throne of Heroes."

The Holy Grail War is a war of wishes.

The victor who obtains the Holy Grail can make a wish upon it, and the Heroic Spirits who participate in the Holy Grail War also have their own wishes. Whether it is to make up for the regrets before death or to have new wishes after becoming Heroic Spirits, the Holy Grail is their desire.

The man in Hanfu knew this information the moment he was summoned.

As a historical figure who comes close to becoming a Heroic Spirit, but is actually a pseudo-Heroic Spirit, he naturally has his own desires, but these desires are not to become a true Heroic Spirit, but something else entirely...

Regardless, the two quickly headed from the mountainous area toward their target region.

Even if they are just pseudo-heroic spirits, their physical qualities, strength, speed, endurance, etc. far exceed the limits of ordinary people. Even without any means of transportation, they can run at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour and can run continuously for more than a day and a night.

Then... they were even more puzzled, because they hadn't encountered a single Dead Apostle along the way.

This Holy Grail War is extraordinary; not only is the power of the Holy Grail exceptionally abundant, but the number of forces participating in the Holy Grail War is also frighteningly large.

Based solely on the information the two learned from their respective Masters, in addition to the Clock Tower summoning sixty Servants, even the Holy Church, which has always positioned itself as an oversight and arbiter, secretly summoned fourteen Servants. There were also True Ancestors, Dead Apostles, the Silent Anti-Magician Association, and other possible hidden forces involved.

This Holy Grail War is aimed at all regions of the Earth, not just a single city.

Currently, the Clock Tower of the Mage's Association is at war with the Dead Apostles. The two are stationed here as one of the forces in the conflict, preventing the Dead Apostles from entering the Clock Tower's controlled area on a large scale, and searching for the Dead Apostles' Masters and Servants.

Their departure was bound to elicit a reaction from the Dead Apostles, and they were prepared for battle. However, no matter how they ran and tried to escape, they didn't encounter a single Dead Apostle.

“…Something’s not right,” the man in Hanfu said, frowning.

Cowboys feel the same way.

Their faction, the Clock Tower, is hostile to the Dead Apostles, so it's unlikely that the Dead Apostles would cooperate with their actions unless something happened that they were completely unaware of.

Then, they ran for more than two hours, traveling directly from Eastern Europe to Northern Europe, nearing the Clock Tower's headquarters. The coordinates given to them by Einzbernbein, the commander of the magic forces, were in this direction. But before they even reached the coordinates, a series of explosions occurred ahead, with flames shooting into the sky.

It was nighttime, so the firelight was very conspicuous.

The two looked at each other and sped up, rushing forward. Then they saw a burly man wielding a giant sword fly a hundred meters into the air and crash down towards the cliff right in front of them.

"...That's Saber from the second squad?" the cowboy asked with a serious expression.

The man in Hanfu nodded slightly.

Although the Clock Tower summoned sixty Servants, thirty Sabers and thirty Archers, there were differences in strength among them. The twenty Servants in the first battalion were the strongest. It is unknown what methods the Clock Tower used, but the strength of these twenty Servants was no less than that of the Heroic Spirits (Servants) who descended from the Holy Grail War in the past. In fact, there were even a few extremely powerful and terrifying beings among them.

The second group is next, but it also contains a lot of mythological elements. The third group is the weakest, and it mainly consists of historical figures.

The person who was just knocked away was a Servant from the Second Battalion.

Without another word, the two continued charging forward, and sure enough, they spotted the target from the combat order!

A burly man with yellow skin and black hair, about two meters tall, seemed to be using powerful magic or performing some kind of ritual. He kept waving his hands at a void, squatting motionless in place. Around him, a three-headed giant bird, a silver giant wolf, and a dazzling twenty-meter-tall golden tree protected him.

Based on the connection between Servants in the Holy Grail War, the two immediately sensed the identity of the man before them... Caster!

Magician Class, Caster!

"A summoning magician? Three such powerful and terrifying magical beasts, this magician must be a figure from mythology." The cowboy said with a hint of envy.

The man in Hanfu frowned slightly. He looked around and found that there were at least thirty Servants present. In addition to the Servants from the Third and Second Battalions, even four Servants from the First Battalion, who were the Clock Tower's aces, were present. In addition to these thirty Servants, there was also a Dead Apostle army besieging the Golden Tree.

"What exactly is this..." the man in Hanfu murmured.

At that moment, a magician appeared in the blink of an eye beside the two, urgently saying, "Please join the battle against the silver giant wolf!"

The cowboy frowned and said, "Why not just attack Caster's main body? Whether it's a summoner or a class-specific mage, we can't just let it chant incantations and unleash magic!"

The magician, feeling helpless, wanted to explain, but just then...
One of the followers besieging the three-headed bird raised his silver longsword, and a dazzling arc of light shot out from the sword, heading straight for the burly man. However, this arc of light, powerful enough to destroy a small mountain, struck the burly man and was shattered by his body. He was completely unharmed, and his movements didn't even change.

Seeing this, the three-headed bird was enraged and suddenly transformed into a six-headed giant bird, its height soaring to nearly a hundred meters. Flames were spewed from all six heads at the same time, causing panic among the followers who were attacking it.

"I can't attack Caster... This is unprecedented magic. Without defeating the summoned creatures, it's impossible to attack his main body!" the magician said with envy in his eyes.

"...Guhuoniao?" the man in Hanfu murmured to the six-headed bird.

Unexpectedly, the six-headed bird only attacked once before transforming into a three-headed bird several meters long, continuing to entangle with the followers.

The cowboy immediately asked the magician, "What should we do?"

The magician immediately said, "Restrain them, that's enough! A big shot from the Dead Apostles' side is about to make a move. As long as we separate the three summoned beasts and place them in different dimensions, it will be equivalent to defeating them!"

Upon hearing this, the two men did not hesitate. The man in Hanfu drew his longsword, while the man in cowboys took out two revolvers from his waist and charged towards the silver giant wolf.

As a Saber-class servant, the man in Hanfu possessed greater strength and speed than the cowboy. He rushed closer and slashed at the silver giant wolf with his sword. However, just as he was about to strike, the silver giant wolf suddenly raised its claws, and a beam of moonlight filled the man in Hanfu's eyes.

He immediately realized something was wrong, and quickly raised his longsword and shouted, "Noble Phantasm Release, Azure Lotus Sword Song!"

A blue lotus several meters in size burst forth, colliding with the moonlight. They faced off for less than a second before the man in Hanfu was thrown more than ten meters away, and a crack appeared on his tiger's mouth.

Just then, the world suddenly changed color. The man in Hanfu, the man in cowboys, and the other followers who were besieging the silver giant wolf all saw the starry sky pressing down from the heavens, and they appeared in a star-studded avenue.

"Inherent barrier!?"

The entire battlefield was not just a single fixed barrier, but three barriers appeared in succession, encompassing and dividing the three-headed giant bird, the golden giant tree, and the silver giant wolf. Only Wu Pifu, all alone, and the three trembling magicians behind him remained on the battlefield.

Then, a middle-aged white-haired man wearing a vampire-style cloak, Einzbernbein, the magic commander who had previously commanded the man in Hanfu, and a handsome blond man who was naked and wearing a thorn crown, crossed the bounded field and approached the burly man from three directions.

Magic surged, and the void in the burly man's hand suddenly exploded. He looked angrily at his palm, then at a fist-sized fly at his waist, but in the end, he didn't throw the fly away. Instead, he stood up on his own.

"so……"

"Is it finally my turn?"

(End of this chapter)