FATE: Target of Grand Master

As a ray of sunlight shone through the room window onto the bed, Xia Yan stretched contentedly.

Xia Yan remembers everything that happened in his dream last night very clearly, especially every detail of his intimate moments with Morgan. Even now, thinking back on it, he still finds it incredibly enjoyable.

No wonder ancient emperors were prone to indulging in women and becoming extremely licentious; they really couldn't withstand the test of willpower.

Wiping away his drool, Xia Yan patted his face hard, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock at the door.

Xia Yan opened the door and saw Morgan wearing her usual black dress, which wasn't exactly revealing.

Morgan didn't say anything, but walked into the room quite naturally and then gently locked the door from the inside.

"Morgan, what's up?"

Having just experienced incredibly intimate behavior last night, seeing Morgan again now inevitably makes my heart race.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Morgan smiled and walked up to Xia Yan, asking with concern, "I've come to see how my husband rested last night."

"It's...it's pretty good."

Xia Yan felt his throat was a little dry.

"So...would you like to experience that feeling again from last night?"

After last night's dream, Morgan was the first to figure it out. Instead of waiting for Xia Yan, that blockhead, to take the initiative, he decided to take the initiative himself. Since the result would be the same anyway, why bother about who took the initiative?

More importantly, Xia Yan seems to possess an inexplicable magic that attracts more and more women. It's like having a treasured cake discovered and coveted by countless people. Rather than guarding it every day in fear of it being stolen, it's better to take the initiative and eat it first.

As Morgan spoke, he pushed Xia Yan against the wall and forcefully "wall-slammed" him.

Perhaps provoked by Morgan's actions, or perhaps because Xia Yan hadn't completely cleared his mind of distractions, Xia Yan grabbed Morgan and took the initiative, carrying him to the bed.

Just as the two were preparing to physically experience the sensations from last night's dream, a magical communication call interrupted their passion.

Xia Yan sighed and reluctantly got off Morgan.

Morgan's mood wasn't affected much, after all, seeing Xia Yan being so proactive, it was only a matter of time before things became a fait accompli.

The two straightened their clothes a little and turned on their communication devices.

"Xia Yan, something's wrong! We've detected a large number of magical beasts approaching the north wall. Hmm? Morgan, what are you doing in Xia Yan's room?"

On the other end of the communication spell was Euryale, who had once again rotated back to the North Wall.

"Morgan just came to wake me up. Anyway, let's talk about the specifics of this Warcraft wave."

"There are so many of them, they're so densely packed they're like locusts. Also, that green-haired Kingu you mentioned is here too."

"Okay, got it, we'll be there right away!"

After sharing the news of the monster attack with Feng Yan, Lan Muyan, and Gilgamesh, Xia Yan gathered all the Servants except for Miss He and teleported to the North Wall together.

Roar!

Awooo!

Gaaah!

The clamor continued in their ears as the very front of the monster horde reached the firing range of the North Wall defenses.

The soldiers who remained at the north wall were already adept at operating the divine seal copied by Morgan, and a large number of magical beasts were blasted to death by the treasure-level attacks it fired.

However, that alone is far from enough. As Gilgamesh said, this wave of monsters is a step up in terms of variety, quantity, and quality compared to the last one.

In addition to the monsters that would normally appear in the monster front, such as Ulidim, Mushuhushu, wyverns, boars, and chimeras, there are also Nemea lions, sphinxes, Ladon, Cerberus, and even huge pure-blooded dragons. These new species are all extremely large, and the oppressive presence of them in the monster tide can affect the morale of the Northern Wall army.

In addition, each type of monster has special individuals that are clearly minor leaders. These special individuals can even slowly recover after being hit by the Divine Seal and then continue to attack.

Fortunately, those remaining at the north wall were Diao Yunshang's followers. Lu Bu had recovered for three days after being seriously injured, barely reaching the point where he could move freely. However, it would take at least two or three more days for him to recover to his fighting strength. Even so, Lu Bu still stood on the north wall, commanding the battle as a well-known fierce general of China.

"Wen Yuan, there are more and more monsters approaching from directly below. You and Red Hare should go down and clear them out."

"This subordinate obeys."

"Strategist, please continue to strengthen the soldiers' physical fitness, and make them keep their attack intervals within five seconds."

"Yes, ma'am."

The two orders were issued very naturally.

Just as Zhang Liao was about to hitch a ride on Red Hare, Chen Gong walked up behind him with a smile on his face.

"Strategist, I understand. If I am about to unleash my Noble Phantasm, I will inform you in advance."

Having received Zhang Liao's promise, Chen Gong nodded with satisfaction.

"Xia Yan, you've finally arrived."

Diao Yunshang looked at Xia Yan, who was walking towards her with his followers.

Lu Bu also smiled.

"Kid, you've arrived just in time, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to do anything about that guy in the sky."

Following the direction of Lu Bu's finger, Jin Gu was hovering above the monster horde, looking down at everyone, seemingly not intending to make a move for the time being.

"It looks like it's waiting for something."

"It should be Gorgon."

Diao Yunshang replied.

"I agree. With such a large-scale monster tide, the enemy must have come out in full force. As the source of the monster tide, Gorgon, who has the power of Tiamat's 'Mother of Beasts,' will naturally be mobilized as well."

Xia Yan was certain that this attack on the North Wall was the final attack by the Goddess of the Beasts. If they could successfully defend against it, Uruk would be able to switch from defense to offense.

"That..."

"Leave the Servant battle and those monster minions to me. Lord Wen will be in charge of the defense against the monster tide."

"it is good."

Xia Yan's words were exactly what Lü Bu wanted to hear.

"Cú Chulainn, Musashi, thank you for your hard work in eliminating those special individuals. Morgan, you go and deal with Kingu; he's waiting for us, but we don't have the time. Euryale, stay by my side and protect me."

After the Servants received their orders, Xia Yan said to Lü Bu, "Lord Wen, please help Cú Chulainn and Musashi clear the path to the special individual."

"No problem. Wen Yuan, use your Noble Phantasm to clear the way for that kid's Servants!"

"Understood! Strategist, you heard that too, right? I'll use my Noble Phantasm to launch a full-scale attack first, then I'll hand it over to you!"

Riding Red Hare, Zhang Liao leaped down from the north wall, gathering his magical power, and shouted, "Noble Phantasm! Eight hundred soldiers, charge!"

Suddenly, an army of eight hundred cavalrymen appeared below the north wall. Each cavalryman was imposing and ready to charge at any moment.

Zhang Liao also leaped off Red Hare and summoned his exclusive mount, Gray Shadow, in mid-air.

Holding the reins in one hand and the yellow dragon-shaped sickle in the other, Zhang Liao stood at the forefront of his eight hundred cavalrymen in a triangular formation, roaring, "Soldiers, listen to my command! Behind us lie the lights of countless homes we must protect; ahead lies the brutal enemy about to slaughter our loved ones. We have only one path: charge with me! Fight to the death! Kill!"

"kill!"

Zhang Liao charged ahead, and the eight hundred cavalrymen behind him followed in unison.

The galloping of eight hundred riders created the momentum of ten thousand men.