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Chapter 45: Moss and the Sisters

“Total nonsense!!”

Vivian was speechless for a moment in the face of Altria's accusation, but became even more furious when she came to her senses.

She angrily swung the Staff of Selection in her hand, and a torrent of pure magic power suddenly burst out from the end of the staff.

The crackling sounds rang out one after another!
It was crisp and cold, and even the temperature in the air dropped suddenly!
A dense mass of sharp ice cones suddenly appeared on the ground, like some exotic plant that had crystallized and flourished in an instant, or like a giant beast that had sprung out from underground, charging straight at Altria with an unstoppable momentum! !
"Shameless! Just say Mordred, don't you admit it?!"

As expected, the swordswoman girl showed her agility while angrily accusing, dodging the attack from underground like a dancing butterfly.

Even though the ice cone rose strangely during the process, she was unable to catch him by surprise. Instead, it became a stepping stone for her to leap up.

She took advantage of the force and leapt lightly into the air, flying across most of the battlefield, and swung her sword straight down at her opponent below.

Like a divine soldier descending from the sky!!
The release of super-powerful magic power explosively amplified the strength of the two hands holding the sword, and the gravity acceleration of diving down from a high altitude made this attack even more swift.

The extreme slash, which had already exceeded the speed of sound by several times, accelerated again at this moment, cutting through the air with a tearing, thunderous sound. In an instant, it was as if thunderbolt fell from the sky, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Boom——! !

Smoke and dust rose up, and a deep, straight gully was instantly torn into the ground where the sword pointed. Immediately afterwards, a high-speed shock wave erupted and spread in all directions, plowing the surrounding nearly 100 meters of ground into pieces with a devastating force.

This attack did not seem like a sword's blow, but more like a huge iron hammer condensed from tremendous force falling from the sky!

Because Morgan's appearance had stimulated her eyes to red, in this state, Altria had no hesitation in wielding her huge magic power, and each strike was as heavy as the recoil of a rocket.

Only the holy sword can bear this kind of power. If it were any other weapon, it would probably not be able to withstand a few swings from her and would make a scream of breaking.

"Don't even think about escaping!!"

The attack missed, but she quickly caught sight of Morgan's figure again. Altria gritted her teeth and waved away the smoke and dust. In the blink of an eye, she rushed forward and without hesitation, she launched another explosive supersonic slash.

Because the Master this time was too powerful, the magic power supplied by the Holy Grail was constantly covering her body. So she appeared in the world in her prime. According to the ability parameters of the Servant, her panel was almost all A parameters...

Even the breasts are A!

This is the so-called all-A king! !

In this state, she was even able to challenge Hercules head-on and suppress him! !

"Who would run away, you simple-minded guy? Look, I'm going to knock you down in one breath..." Vivian retorted angrily, pointing the Rod of Selection directly to the ground, detonating all the magic formulas that had just been buried in one breath!

Boom——! !

Boom! Boom! !

As if walking through a dangerous situation surrounded by thunder, the ground beneath Altria's feet exploded continuously!
The earth-shaking roar shook the solid earth, and cracks spread rapidly like dancing lightning, cutting the ground into pieces and extending beyond the battlefield.

In the face of this astonishing destructive power, even a tank made of steel would be as fragile as foam and would be blown into a pile of scrap metal fragments and scattered all over the ground in an instant.

However, the swordsman girl did not retreat, but faced the challenge head-on. She shuttled through the explosion like a gust of wind, holding the holy sword that shone with starlight in both hands, pointing the blade directly at the neck of the hateful witch, and vowed to use her hand-to-hand combat ability to the fullest.

At this moment, she stared intently at the opponent opposite her who looked exactly like herself, as if she had traveled through time and space, relived the scene of her last battle in her life not long ago.

Almost the same scene -

Mordred...

That enemy also has the same figure and appearance as me...

It was all Morgan's fault! If it weren't for this hateful woman, if she hadn't used Mordred's existence to cause the split and civil war in Britain, then none of this would have happened!

Thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning across the night sky, and Altria clenched her teeth, her indignation evident in her words.

So - it's all Morgan's fault!!

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Outside the battlefield.

The two blonde girls, whose appearance and figures were almost identical like a precise mirror reflection except for their clothing styles, and whose awe-inspiring temperaments were surprisingly similar, were fiercely attacking and defending each other, just like a mirror duel.

"Um……"

Medea frowned slightly, and then cast a thoughtful look at a master beside her.

Although the battlefield seemed tense and the confrontation was fierce, the two sides always maintained a delicate balance. Neither side had a clear upper hand, and almost no one was injured so far. This was quite strange.

Although it seems that both sides have extraordinary good luck at critical moments.

His luck is so good that it would make most of the spearmen in the world jealous to the point of being torn apart by their very nature.

However, after observing for a while, Medea felt that there must be other factors at work, subtly interfering with the situation in this sisterly confrontation.

She had originally subconsciously guessed that perhaps the sisters seemed to be confronting each other and gritting their teeth, but in fact their feelings towards each other were very complicated... and after careful consideration, her suspicion turned to the young man next to her.

"Caster, what's wrong? Is there something written on my face?" The young man seemed to have noticed something and looked at her sideways.

"Of course not, Master." The witch lady responded with a smile, and at the same time removed the barrier defense spell she was maintaining in front of her.

There's no need for that.

At this moment, she determined that such a barrier was no longer necessary.

In the current state, any aftermath or stray bullets that might splash over would not be able to reach where they were.

Has it been noticed?

However, it is normal for a bystander to notice something is wrong.

Looking away, Xia Zhi said nothing. Of course, he was the one who was behind the scenes. There was nothing he could do about it. Although Vivian was firmly against his intervention, he couldn't just watch...

And for now—

In terms of hard power comparison, reality is more or less a little cruel.

At this moment, the elder sister is really powerless to fight against her younger sister. If she really doesn't intervene, she will probably be pinned to the ground and beaten by her younger sister soon...

On one side is Vivian, whose pilgrimage has not really begun, whose bells have not rung yet, and whose true power as a fairy of paradise has not yet been acquired. She can only rely on her own magic skills to fight.
On one side, Altria appeared in her prime, with all the parameters of A-level or A+ level on the entire panel, and she did not hesitate to wield her huge magic power...

Putting aside other factors, the class characteristics of Altria alone are enough to have a significant suppressive effect on Vivian - the "anti-magic power" that reaches A level means that all magic below A level will be invalidated.

In the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, the reason why Caster was considered to be a disadvantaged sewer class was largely related to this "anti-magic power"... How should a class that uses magic to fight fight against a class that can be immune to most magic?
Now, it was as if the class restraint rules in the Holy Grail War were absurdly reflected in reality. Facing Altria, Vivian, who also used magic to fight, was undoubtedly at a clear disadvantage.

Under such circumstances, Xia Zhi could only do some small tricks. Fortunately, for him who swallowed a high-quality "external pill" and was in charge of the function of the Holy Grail, it was quite easy to do this. Just as the Holy Grail distorted the real world with its huge magic power and operated in a way that satisfied wishes -

He can also perform similar techniques to affect laws such as apples falling from trees and light traveling in straight lines. Although the larger the scope of this intervention and the more distortions there are, the more magic power consumed will increase exponentially...but he does have the initial ability to do so.

Therefore, the secret operation becomes very simple.

There is no need to be overly conspicuous, nor is there a need to intervene all the time. Simply skillfully interfering with the "probability" of many phenomena occurring at critical moments is enough to achieve the desired results.

Especially for the two sisters who were already anxious and completely unable to calm down, they could not even notice the various coincidences that had been interfered with. They only thought that it was because they were too lucky, or the other party was unlucky... Of course, it could also be the other way around.

After all, when you fight back and forth, you always almost hit the other person, or almost get hit by the other person.

Faced with such a situation, their first reaction is often to be thankful for the good fortune on their side or to be extremely angry about it. Then they will concentrate on the next round of attack or counterattack, hoping to change the situation with a better performance...

——At such a critical moment when you are about to have a decisive battle with your lifelong enemy, your mentality will inevitably follow the rhythm. How can you stay calm?
"Hey, Xia Zhi, are you really going to let them keep fighting like this?"

Tetrot felt that this was not a big deal, so he came closer and asked questions worriedly.

"Of course not. Who knows how long they will fight... If they stop when their magic power is exhausted, then it's fine. But I doubt that with their anger, they will continue to pull hair and tear clothes..."

Hmm, why do I suddenly feel that this is not bad?

Xia Zhi shook his head, dispelling the outrageous thoughts in his mind, and watched the exchanges on the battlefield very carefully.

Suddenly he turned around and asked Tetrot a question: "By the way, Master, you said before that in the past half month, the disaster of Moss has spread, right?"

"Yeah, I don't know where they came from, but the number of Mors seems to keep coming out, and it's a mess everywhere..."

Tetrot pouted and said, "We often run into them when we are traveling these days, and they are always in large groups..."

"That's good - Caster, I'll leave this to you."

Xia Zhi nodded thoughtfully, and then he looked at the witch lady seriously.

"..."

"..."

Medea looked at her master in surprise, and after a while, she nodded slightly with a strange expression. She put on her hood again, turned around, and her figure suddenly disappeared, turning into pieces of cherry-colored light.

Like butterflies that suddenly scatter, or like cherry blossoms that scatter in the wind...

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the spot.

"?"

Tetrot had a confused expression on his face. Wait, what is going on?
What does what they said have to do with the current situation? Can it solve the current problem?

"Master, I'm sure you understand my intention, right?" The young man turned around and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you to inform Vivian later. Make sure she understands that the situation is very critical and serious."

“Ah?…Oh, of course I know!” Tetrot nodded vigorously, patting his chest seriously, pretending to be trustworthy: “Don’t worry, leave it to me!”

"That's good!"

Xia Zhi also nodded vigorously, with an expression of trust in her on his face.

At the same time, he was also extremely quickly searching for the information he needed in his magic furnace.

Just like analyzing those class skills before, entering the corresponding reproduction process with ease. After all, servants are just products given form by the concentration of magic power, and their Noble Phantasms are not necessarily more complicated.

As long as I have that information...

With that blueprint...

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under night.

The black tide surges.

Those were sins that were darker than the night. They kept crawling and wriggling on the ground, advancing the front line at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely steady.

According to the order of the "king", occupy the entire territory of Britain, kill all the goblins, cleanse the entire island... and of course the most important thing is to eliminate a specific target.

The rampant mosses, like twisting and wriggling slimes, kept marching forward, crawling on the ground bit by bit.

"This kind of thing exists..."

On the hillside not far away, Medea showed an expression of obvious disgust as she watched the dark tide sweeping in from the end of the horizon.

Those things are obviously cursed individuals...

Such a huge number mixed together exudes an indescribable smell of original sin...

She felt obviously uncomfortable, and this endless scene, which was like a black tide spreading outwards, also made her subconsciously think of that thing not long ago, the black mud that flowed out of the Holy Grail...

Huh? Wait a minute——

What Holy Grail? What black mud?
Medea stopped her actions in confusion and tried to think hard, but she could not remember anything.

There was no reason to recall that she had been summoned to this fairy country not long ago and should not have had any other experiences.

Exhaling lightly and suppressing the doubt in her heart, Miss Witch turned her attention back to the army of Morse at the foot of the mountain. She pondered for a moment, then waved the staff in her hand, and countless light bullets that could rival the great magic were instantly fired out.

It was like a violent rainstorm falling, covering a large area and striking hundreds of Morse instantly.

Some Moss were directly eliminated, and some were severely injured...

But more of them seemed to have been drawn to the attack, and they all turned their twisted bodies in the direction of the attack...

Medea stood calmly in place and continued to launch several waves of attacks, fully and evenly striking the entire Moss army within her field of vision, before turning around and beginning to retreat.

The Master's idea was obvious, which was to introduce another crisis to force the two sisters to stop fighting...

But there are too many of them. Once you attract them, it will be troublesome to get away...

Subconsciously thinking this, Medea turned around and vaguely saw a brilliant flying boat appear in the sky in the distance.

"Gilgamesh! Why is he here... Wait, who is that?" she blurted out subconsciously, and then became confused again.

(End of this chapter)