FATE: Target of Grand Master

Upon returning to the temple entrance, a strong stench of blood assaulted their senses.

Xia Yan hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and looked around. The surrounding monster corpses and the black guns stuck in them formed a scene like purgatory. Even if Piercing Gong were here, he would have to give Morgan a thumbs up.

However, outside these piles of corpses, many more magical beasts are gathering, and the situation has not yet completely turned around.

More importantly, the black guns in the sky stopped falling. In such a short time, Xia Yan did not believe that Morgan had exhausted his magic power.

He looked up and spotted Morgan in mid-air, with another person floating in front of her.

The man was dressed in a white robe, had waist-length emerald green hair, and his purple eyes were currently fixed on Morgan, this "uninvited guest."

"Who are you? Why are you trying to stop the monsters from devouring humans?"

Although Jingu, who was wearing Enkidu's skin, didn't know who Morgan was, he could tell that Morgan was not human. Since he wasn't human, he should mind his own business.

"And who are you? Judging from your tone, these magical beasts seem to be related to you."

Although Morgan did not recognize Kingu, he sensed an extraordinary aura emanating from him, and knew that capturing him alive would require a concerted effort.

"Let me guess... Hmm, the senses in this body tell me you must be a fairy. As fellow members of the mystical side, shouldn't we work together to eliminate humanity?"

With Uruk on the verge of being captured, Jingu was unwilling to retreat. Even though the enemy was a troublesome opponent, it would do its best to hold them back.

Morgan naturally saw that King was deliberately stalling for time. With a casual wave of her hand, countless black spears once again rained down from the sky upon the horde of monsters below.

Upon seeing this, Jin Gu immediately raised his hand, and several golden chains shot out from the ground, shattering most of the black spears.

Morgan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by the high quality of the chains summoned by Jingu. However, this time the competition was not about quality, but quantity.

In that last exchange of attacks, Morgan's black spears still managed to hit the monster horde about a quarter of the time, which means that the number of chains that Jingu can summon is less than the number of black spears he summons.

And his attack just now had not reached its limit.

A magic circle unfolded beneath Morgan's feet, and under its influence, Morgan summoned twice as many black spears as before, causing even Kingu's pupils to shrink.

"It seems you are determined to be our enemy."

Morgan didn't even bother to reply to Kingu's words; he turned his wand upside down, and the black spear cascaded down like a black waterfall.

Upon seeing this, Jin Gu immediately dodged to the ground, then knelt on one knee and placed his palm on the ground.

"A treasure! The wisdom of the people!"

This is the second Noble Phantasm possessed by Enkidu, the original owner of Kingu's body.

Corresponding to Gilgamesh's "Gate of Babylon," it brings forth the memories of the stars, mimicking human history to construct various weapons from the earth.

These weapons will be updated as times change. If placed in modern times, they could even be used to create a missile from a certain major power.

However, this trial took place in the Age of Gods, and given the level of human development at that time, Kingu could only summon various kinds of cold weapons.

At the same time, since the strength of this Noble Phantasm is not constant, but related to the user's attitude and will towards "human wisdom", Kingu, who only despises humanity, can exert the weakest level of strength.

But just like Morgan's attitude, at this moment, what Kingu needs is not quality, but quantity. So even with the lowest level of Noble Phantasm strength, as long as he draws on the infinite magic power of the earth beneath his feet, he can still defend against the black spear summoned by Morgan.

Dangdang Dangdang!

A band of cold weapons clashed with countless black guns and other weapons of all kinds in the sky above Uruk, producing sounds of impact, twisting, and shattering.

The exaggerated commotion even made the monsters below look up at the sky, a hint of fear in their eyes.

"You beasts don't need to worry about things in the heavens. Just do your jobs."

Jingu let out a low shout, the volume of which, though not loud, was precisely transmitted into the brains of each wild beast.

Thus, the horde of monsters, which had been nearly annihilated, continued their charge towards the temple.

"Lan Muyan, can your bullets reach the vicinity of Jingu over there?"

Seeing this, Xia Yan realized that Morgan would ultimately suffer if things continued to escalate like this, and an idea immediately popped into his mind.

Lan Muyan used the scope to measure the distance and replied, "No problem, but it might not be easy to interfere with Jin Gu."

"It's okay, as long as we can shoot near him."

Xia Yan then turned to Feng Yan and said, "Feng Yan, you told me before that you have an ability to compress objects, right?"

"You mean 'thumb compression'? That's right, I can compress any object except myself proportionally, but the compression ratio is directly proportional to the magic power consumed."

"What's the limit of what you can compress it to? Can you compress an adult into the size of a bullet?"

Feng Yan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, seemingly estimating his remaining magical power, before replying, "Yes, but it can only be compressed once."

"That's enough."

With the two people's protection, Xia Yan immediately made adjustments to his followers through telepathy.

"Cú Chulainn, please come back. I have a more important task for you. Nero, please take Cú Chulainn's place. Euryale, continue to assist Nero."

"What mission?"

Cú Chulainn Alter returned to Xia Yan's side in just a few breaths.

Xia Yan placed his hand on Cu Chulainn's tall shoulder and said earnestly, "Cu Chulainn, I need you to get to that green-haired Servant over there and interfere with him."

Cú Chulainn Alter looked in the direction Xia Yan was pointing and saw that Jingu's location was several layers away from them by the beast tide.

He frowned.

"Xia Yan, to be honest, it would take me quite a bit of effort to fight my way through."

"No, you don't need to fight your way through, you just need to suffer a little."

"Why?"

Before Cú Chulainn Alter could react, Feng Yan had already grabbed his arm. Then, Cú Chulainn Alter shrank at a visible speed, until he was only the size of a bullet.

Only then did Xia Yan speak through the telepathic application, his tone slightly apologetic: "Cú Chulainn, I'm sorry, my plan is to shoot you like a bullet. So, you'll have to hold on tight to the bullet head. When the bullet is about to reach Kingu, I'll have Feng Yan restore your size. All you have to do is deliver a fatal blow to that green-haired Servant by surprise."

After saying that, Xia Yan personally placed the shrunken Cú Chulainn Alter onto the bullet that Lan Muyan had taken out.

"Wait, wait a minute, at least give me some time to prepare myself!"

Load and aim.

boom!

Before Cú Chulainn Alter even had a chance to prepare, the Magnum bullet burst from the barrel of the AWM sniper rifle.