They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 228 Mr. Jin, a Kind-hearted Citizen
Someone is systematically and methodically rewriting the magical veins of this land.

Is it about to stage some kind of unprecedented large-scale magic show?

Or is this itself an attack, a malicious act aimed at completely destroying the foundation of the spiritual veins?
What a hassle.

Tokiomi Tohsaka let out a soft sigh in his heart.

Such a sophisticated and grand operation is beyond the capabilities of ordinary magicians.

During the Holy Grail War, as his Master, he could not personally show his face.

He subconsciously thought of his glorious follower, but then dismissed the thought.

To ask that proud king to do such "trivial" tasks as reconnaissance is nothing short of wishful thinking.

Therefore, only one piece remains that can be used.

He closed his eyes, and magic flowed silently along the lines of the contract.

"Kiri, go and see who these scoundrels are, running rampant in my courtyard."

……

Meanwhile, in a park located at a ley line node in Fuyuki City, Lord El-Melloi II was directing Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash to make the final arrangements.

"...This is the place. Embed this spell core into the node, and it will automatically cut off the magic flowing towards Ryudouji Temple and guide it into our pre-set temporary circuit."

As he spoke, he used his fingers to trace intricate runes in the air, demonstrating for the two of them.

Just as Mashu carefully pressed a shimmering crystal into the ground, a sharp killing intent suddenly erupted from the shadows all around!

"careful!"

Mashu instinctively raised her giant shield, and a series of crisp clanging sounds rang out as several black daggers were deflected.

The next second, a dozen figures dressed in black cloaks and wearing skull masks emerged from behind trees, bushes, and even shadowy corners, each exuding the same aura of heroic spirits.

"Assassin, Hassan the Hundred-Faced..."

El-Melloi II's eyes narrowed.
"Having split to this extent, with each individual's strength reduced to its limit, is this a test?"

The battle erupted instantly. Although they were outnumbered, the Hundred Faces' clones were weak, but Chaldea also had a clear weakness: their Master, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Realizing that she was the target, Fujimaru Ritsuka decisively chose to act as bait to lure Hassan's attack.

The leader of the clones, seeing this, indeed fell for the trap and ordered the clones to attack Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Use your Noble Phantasm, Ninja-san!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was not surprised but delighted upon seeing this, and immediately had El-Melloi activate his Noble Phantasm.

"【Stone Soldier Eight Formations】!"

El-Melloi II snorted, the embers of his cigar tracing a bright red trail in the night.

Om-!
The surrounding scenery instantly distorted and transformed, the park's trees and benches turning into a labyrinth of stone formations, trapping all the Assassin clones who tried to escape within. No matter how they ran, they were just spinning in circles, unable to escape this magically constructed wasteland.

"Kongming's battle formations could even trap Lu Xun's large army..."

El-Melloi II calmly raised his hand, and several condensed magical energy orbs accurately struck each of the Hassans who were lost in the formation, completely annihilating them.

As the last clone dissipated into light, the Stone Soldier Eight Formations slowly faded away, and the park returned to its original tranquility.

"Phew...it's solved."

Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before she could even catch her breath, a voice filled with supreme authority and mockery drifted down from above.

"Oh? You managed to deal with my hounds so cleanly and efficiently. It seems you new rats aren't all useless after all."

The three of them looked up abruptly and saw a golden figure appear on the top of a street lamp.

That arrogant disdain for all living beings, that sense of self-righteous dominance, undoubtedly belongs to the strongest Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War—the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh.

An unparalleled sense of oppression enveloped the entire park, as if the air itself had frozen.

Before the King of Heroes could ask any more questions, another change occurred!
“Berserker…go…tear…Tokiomi Tohsaka, the one who caused all this…to shreds…”

In a nearby alley, a hooded man extended his right hand and issued a command through a Command Spell.

Without warning, a dark, monstrous shadow burst forth from the shadows on the side, and with a piercing metallic tearing sound, the lamppost on which Gilgamesh stood was instantly severed!

"Bastard—!!!"

Gilgamesh was furious when his mood was interrupted by a mad dog that appeared out of nowhere, and he was even forced to jump off a lamppost.

Behind him, countless golden ripples spread through the void, from which hundreds and thousands of Noble Phantasm prototypes emerged, like a swarm of bees poised to pounce, exuding a suffocating aura of death.

"Use your blood to wash away this sin of disrespect!"

A hail of bullets rained down in an instant, each one a legendary weapon worthy of being recorded in history. However, faced with this rain of treasures capable of annihilating an army, the black-clad berserker displayed unparalleled martial arts skills.

He roared, his body shrouded in ominous black mist, yet he neither dodged nor evaded, meeting the torrent of magical artifacts head-on with his bare hands.

A knight never dies unarmed!
Any treasure that he touched was instantly stained with an eerie purplish-black color, and his ownership was forcibly usurped.

The next moment, the black-clad knight, wielding the spear and sword he had just seized, used the same tactics against the king of heroes, knocking down, deflecting, and even launching a counterattack!
Watching the dark figure dancing wildly in the rain of Noble Phantasms, Mash's body trembled slightly, and an uncontrollable rage surged from the bottom of her heart.

But this time, she forced herself to calm down and carefully discerned the source of this emotion.

It was the heroic spirit within her who felt grief and indignation at the knight's fallen state before her.

"Master, find a chance to make Archer exit here!"

El-Melloi II's voice rang in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears, his eyes flashing with excitement and calculation.

This is a golden opportunity! With this insane Berserker holding them back, they have a real chance to eliminate the greatest threat to the Holy Grail War right here!

“Okay!” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded emphatically.

"Mash! Nise-san! Let's attack together!"

With her Master's permission, Mash immediately raised her shield and charged into the battlefield, while El-Melloi II began chanting incantations, preparing to cast a support spell.

"Hmph! So you're in cahoots with this mad dog? You arrogant bastards!"

Seeing that this group of people dared to attack him without saying a word, Gilgamesh's anger was completely ignited.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish! Enjoy this view of the King's Treasury!"

Golden ripples suddenly spread, and the number and firing speed of the Noble Phantasms increased several times, transforming into an unstoppable torrent of steel, determined to crush everything in its path into dust.

"【Simulated Noble Phantasm Deployment】(Lord Chaldeas)!"

Mash slammed her shield down in front of her, unleashing her Noble Phantasm at that moment.

A pure white light shone forth from the shield, blocking all the attacks.

Upon seeing the shield's gleam, the crazed black knight suddenly froze.

He let out a cryptic roar, his crimson visors fixed on the shield.

The next second, she abandoned her fight with Gilgamesh, turned around and stood in front of Mash, blocking the attack.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Gilgamesh suppressed his anger and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"They actually went to protect this shield... Interesting, very interesting... It seems I won't be able to properly 'entertain' you without showing you some real skills."

He slowly raised his hand, and a strangely shaped, slowly rotating sword was about to emerge from the ripples behind him.

But at that moment, an irresistible force emanated from the Command Seal contract, and Tokiomi Tohsaka's voice echoed in his mind: "My king, please conserve your strength!"

"Tokiomi...you bastard, how dare you do this at a time like this..."

Gilgamesh's face instantly darkened, but under the absolute command of the Command Seals, his figure still began to become illusory.

"Bastards, be glad you're still alive. Next time we meet, I will grant you the most magnificent death!"

Before the words were finished, the golden king and the countless magical artifacts disappeared into the night.

The pressure around her suddenly vanished, and Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to breathe a sigh of relief and ask about Mashu's condition when she witnessed a scene that shocked her.

Mashu swung her massive shield, filled with boundless grief and rage, and slammed it down on the black knight who had just been protecting her!

"The Lord Lancelot I know... is definitely not like you!"

The girl roared and swung her shield at the black-clad knight.

Surprisingly, however, the berserker only dodged Mashu's powerful attacks, letting out painful and suppressed roars, without launching a single counterattack.

"Mash, wait!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was taken aback when she saw this, and before she could stop him, El-Melloi II grabbed her arm.

"Master! Let's go take care of something else."

This is the battlefield of the Knights of the Round Table; Mash will take over here…”

Without a word, El-Melloi II grabbed her and quickly left the chaotic battlefield, slipping into a dark, narrow alley.

The alley was filled with a nauseating stench of decay. As Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw a man curled up in a corner deep in the alley, coughing violently as if he were coughing up his lungs.

What he vomited wasn't filth, but rather wriggling, horrifying black marking worms...

(End of this chapter)