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Even when facing opponents of similar strength, there's no reason to lose, except... those who yearn for death or disappearance.

Aside from the fellow Servants, who else has the ability or the right to defeat them if they truly want to win and give it their all?

Even if humans did defeat Servants, let's look at these humans themselves—

How many of them will ascend to the Throne of Heroes in the future?

so...

We won't lose.

No matter who asks which Servant, no matter who the opponent is, the answer will generally be only one—they will not lose!

High attribute values? Unbeatable Noble Phantasm?

Servants are people who turn the impossible into the possible!

"Let's take a short rest today..." Hearing Enkidu's reply, Noel Layard breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "You should be able to rest a bit today; you don't need to fight..."

"I see. Are there any others...?"

“Yes…” Noel Layard paused for a moment before saying, “Assassin went to assassinate Gilgamesh and his Master…Aren’t you worried?”

Barthez asked that this not be told to Lancer, because Archer and Lacner were friends and confidants in life, no matter what.

Although they fought a battle yesterday, what appeared to be a death match to outsiders might have seemed like a game between friends to the two of them... So try not to say anything, no one knows what the Servant's thought process is really like.

“Yes, it’s alright.” Enkidu looked towards the distant Church of Christ in the distance: “Gil won’t be killed over something like this.”

......

boom--

Assassin suddenly retreated amidst the thunderclap—

The assassination attempt failed!

After silently killing the two agents, she couldn't find Kirei Kotomine's location, but she happened to spot Archer and sneaked over there.

but--

They were discovered not far from Gilgamesh.

Fine bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air as she approached Gilgamesh and chased after her!

This is an automatic defensive Noble Phantasm set up around Gilgamesh to defend against sneak attacks!

"What? Is the little mouse afraid to show its face?"

The next moment—she was surrounded by several magical artifacts.

All of them are A-rank or B-rank Noble Phantasms.

Gilgamesh is more serious than ever before!

Even when faced with a brazen little mouse that had intruded, he still showed no mercy and launched a comprehensive attack using his Noble Phantasm—

That's how it should be.

but--

Arrows are flying from afar!

The arrows pierced through the walls of the Holy Church, accurately striking the Noble Phantasms that Gilgamesh had fired, and knocking them away.

The arrow, having missed its target, struck the ground, causing the earth to collapse instantly. It pierced through the ground, penetrated the basement, and then formed a crater several meters deep before finally stopping.

Those were Archer's arrows—

In the distance, Arash rested his hand on his bow and arrows, and with a flick of his wrist, four arrows shot out! Each one was like a missile!

Archer.

He is a great hero who is second to none, no matter who he faces!

That was the hero who shot the arrow that split the earth!

buzzing-

"Haha, looks like that king's gotten famous." Arash looked at the hundreds of halos that appeared above the Church of Heaven, and the Noble Phantasms emerging from them: "This... can't be stopped now, has the little Assassin girl still managed to escape?"

"No, they've already escaped, but... the enemy's Saber is chasing after them!"

Chapter 231 The Battle of the Second Night

Hundreds of golden treasures, like hundreds of shooting stars, resounded throughout the Cairo night!

A violent roar and explosion.

They fired directly at Arash, a kilometer away, and razed the area to the ground.

"Not bad, you bastard, you actually dodged it." Gilgamesh withdrew his attack.

The attack just now was merely a casual probe. Before, he would have at most fired a couple of spears or swords, but now it's different. Gilgamesh is serious now.

Specifically, this means that people will open the Gate of Babylon to its maximum value whenever they have free time.

When you encounter a problem, go to EA.

but--

"I don't need to do everything myself, do I? I'll leave the task of chasing down the villains to you. At least fulfill your role as subjects."

"Yes!"

Ambrose Conant, who appeared out of nowhere, said, "Leave this to us."

He then looked at Ishizaki Rihito beside him: "Let your Servant join in—"

"I understand," Ishizaki Rihito said through gritted teeth, somewhat reluctantly.

However, the current situation is beyond our control.

His life was in the hands of these church members, and he had no choice but to obey their orders: "Saber...go!"

"I see."

next moment--

Saber Siegfried, along with several agents, charged directly at Assassin, who had been injured by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm!

......

"It's starting again!" Kurokawa Kazuya stood up as he heard the faint sounds of explosions in the distance.

"The enemy has already breached our gates, what should we do, my lord?" Alucard's tone was laced with a gleeful smile, the sinister grin revealing his true feelings.

He was anticipating battle; he was anticipating death.

"Go—" Kurokawa Kazuya commanded, "You are allowed to die, but... not now, at least not until I've seen all the Servants. I finally managed to summon you... how about granting me a wish?"

"Ha! As you wish, I am immortal, no one can kill me—"

As he spoke, Alucard vanished in the form of a shadow.

"Go, Alucard... Facing those two Heroic Spirits is still too much pressure, but... if we devour other Servants, devour several more... we can win! That way we can win! Drag all the Servants we can defeat into that endless river of death!"

......

Whoosh whoosh—

Arrows rained down on Saber and her Executor who were in pursuit.

"Wow, that's amazing! Humans can actually keep up with the speed of Servants." Arash exclaimed in surprise as he continued to fire arrows from his bow.

There's no need to actually kill anyone; just buying some time is enough.

He is, after all, an archer. While he can engage in close combat, he is not particularly skilled in it. For real close combat, it's better to leave it to Servants who are naturally adept at it.

For example—their Saber and the like!

"Turn right at the next intersection! Jump across at the end!" Assassin—Quiet Hassan—heard the information from his Master in his mind and instantly turned right.

On the other side, the agents and Saber Siegfried blocked the arrows shot from afar, but they were still delayed a little.

But—they still rushed over very quickly.

The moment he rushed forward, his steps abruptly stopped.

"Yo—this is a dead end!" Another Saber raised her sword high, which was brimming with magical energy, and grinned maliciously!

Assassin just jumped past her.

"This is bad—"

"Rebel against my handsome father!!" Having already gathered enough magical power, Mordred immediately unleashed his Noble Phantasm!

A torrent of magic surged toward everyone.

"boom----!!"

"I see. As expected of Saber from the Black Faction, she can even withstand this situation?" Arash said in surprise. Just now, at the critical moment, Siegfried also released his Noble Phantasm.

Although the difference in strength was obvious, given that one had been preparing for battle while the other was caught off guard, it only blocked the attack for a moment.

And that one moment is enough!

Both Siegfried and the Agent are extraordinary individuals, and they can certainly use this time to evade detection.

"Bang bang—"

Arash suddenly lunged forward—dodging several bullets fired from behind. Using his free hand to gain leverage upon touching the ground, he regained his stance and fired an arrow at the Servant in the red coat who had appeared behind him at some unknown time!

boom--

The arrow pierced through the man's skull, blasting his entire head into a bloody mess.

"Haha, not bad, no wonder Archer from the red team is quite skilled."

"So you are...the immortal monster Saber spoke of?" Arash said solemnly. His arrow had indeed pierced Arash's head, but—in just an instant, the blood gushing from his wound reformed his head.

In just about three seconds, the pierced head had completely recovered.

The undead, with a bloodthirsty grin, pointed his pistol at the servant before him and pulled the trigger—