I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

The strange phenomena caused by Arthas once again attracted the attention of Martha and Gordes, and even Karna and Siegfried, who were fighting fiercely, temporarily chose to stop and observe.

Just as everyone's attention was diverted, the shadows along the roadside began to move silently.

Using the second-generation Hassan's "Shadow Lantern" ability, Kyoshiko moved freely through the shadows, appearing and disappearing silently as she arrived at this place.

Hidden in the shadows, Kyoshiko looked up at the magnificent magic circle, her dark, glassy eyes filled with deep apprehension and vigilance.

"It's a terrifying power. If I don't use my ultimate move, I simply can't stand up to the other top Servants head-on."

After lamenting how she always encountered overpowered opponents in the Holy Grail Wars she participated in, Kyoko withdrew her gaze and looked at her first prey of the day—Master Gordes.

While defeating powerful Servants is extremely difficult, targeting Masters who are ordinary mages can easily solve all problems.

Unless the Master is also overpowered, or has Servants protecting him at all times, Hassan, as a master assassin, will definitely find a suitable opportunity to strike.

For example, right now, everyone is focused on the Lich King's super-tier magic, and subconsciously ignores everything around them.

Kyoko quietly peeked out from the shadows. Because she could only use one skill at a time, she had to reveal her entire body from the shadows.

The girl, who had been fortunate enough to comprehend some of the legacy of the Valley Death God, had a fanatical look in her eyes. She parted her lips slightly and sang a song beyond human perception to the unsuspecting Gorde.

"I'll take your life, Dream Essence—"

Chapter 159 History Always Repeats Itself

The Dream Essence is a miracle possessed by the 'Old Man of the Mountain,' a leader of the Assassins in his lifetime.

However, Kyoko, who successfully mastered this miracle through her extraordinary learning ability, unleashed power even greater than the original.

The full power of the Dream Essence is enough to cause the target's entire body's essence to ignite without warning, turning into a pile of charred remains amidst painful screams, as if self-immolating.

Because of Siegfried's presence nearby, Kyoko did not use her full power when unleashing her Noble Phantasm.

Of course, there's also the reason that she currently doesn't have a Master and needs to conserve her limited magical energy as much as possible for maximum efficiency.

Even so, the Dream Essence can still produce an effect that terrifies all magicians—causing magic circuits to go berserk and out of control.

Its specific effect is similar to Kiritsugu Emiya's Origin Bullet, but the two are fundamentally different in principle.

For magicians, the existence of magic circuits is as precious as their own lives.

A magician without magic circuits is tantamount to losing the meaning of existence.

Therefore, the primary objective of the assassination attempt by the Mad Nobunaga was not to take Gorde's life, but to disable his magic circuits so that Siegfried would be forced to leave the scene.

Kyoko's plan was undoubtedly successful. With everyone's attention diverted, the Grim Reaper's scythe was already at Gorde's neck.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

With a sudden, high-pitched scream from Gord, his magic went out of control, twisting and breaking down the magic circuits within his body, causing his obese body to tremble violently as if electrocuted.

Gold's shrill, pig-like screams instantly caught Siegfried's attention. For the first time, his resolute face, which had remained unchanged even when facing the formidable enemy Karna, showed a noticeable emotional fluctuation.

Siegfried's figure flashed through the air like lightning, his greatsword striking straight at the spot where Kyoshiro was hiding.

But the girl had already confirmed her success and decisively switched her abilities, disappearing back into the shadows and fleeing far away.

Gold, covered in blood, collapsed limply to the ground. The intense pain robbed him of his already fragile consciousness, and he didn't even understand what had happened.

"An assassin? Could it be someone from the Red Team?"

Seeing that his Master was in trouble, Siegfried hoisted him onto his shoulder, turned around, nodded to Karna, and quickly left.

Karna clearly saw the boundless anger in Siegfried's eyes before he left, and knew that the other party must have misunderstood something.

Because the assassin on the Red Team was Semiramis, the Assyrian Empress. While this woman might have some skill in poisoning, she simply didn't have the technique to pull off such a sophisticated operation.

Although Kyoko successfully crippled another Black Faction Master, she was unaware that the Black Faction Servants' magical power in this Holy Grail War was entirely supplied by a large number of homunculus humans.

This technical operation, which separates 'Command Spell authority' from 'mana supply', was a concept proposed and implemented by Gold.

Its purpose, besides ensuring that Servants have enough magical energy to unleash their Noble Phantasms at will, is also to prevent the unfortunate situation where Servants are forced to leave the field after their Master is attacked.

Gold was proud of his masterpiece for a long time and boasted about it to others more than once.

Even Gordes didn't expect that he himself would be the first unfortunate Master to suffer the expected outcome.

While so many Servants unexpectedly gathered on the outskirts of the city and were fighting fiercely, other places were also not peaceful.

Rewind about thirty minutes to a main street in the city of Tulipas.

After wandering around for an afternoon, Mordred and Lion's Revenge finally faced their first wave of enemy attacks after nightfall.

The ordinary residents nearby had already left on their own, thanks to the magic's hints, which greatly excited Mordred, as he no longer had to be restrained by the fear of harming innocent people.

"Hahaha, now this is more like a major battle! Nothing worthwhile has happened all day, I felt like I was on vacation!"

Wearing a revealing shirt and hot pants, Mordred laughed as she raised her hand to block the massive hammer that the giant golem was about to smash down. Crimson lightning crackled and flowed around her, manifesting as silver and red armor.

Seeing Mordred's gleeful expression, Kairi Shishikai, drawing his Mystic Code weapon from his waist, glanced at the android charging towards him with its weapon in hand and said in a deep voice:

"Saber, I'm leaving those troublesome knives to you. Be careful."

Upon hearing this, Mordred's lips curled into a wild laugh. The magic sword that had once pierced King Arthur appeared in her hand, and a mechanism activated, putting a helmet on her.

"I know, I know, who do you think I am! Master, you'd better watch yourself first!!"

The storm of thunder swept through the seemingly powerful puppets. These weapons of war were as vulnerable as paper tigers when facing Servants, and were basically shattered with a single blow.

With his rich combat experience, Shishi Jie Li could easily deal with the androids, because these artificial life forms, which were hastily created, had not undergone relevant combat training and had surprisingly poor combat awareness.

Just over ten minutes later, Mordred and Lion's Revenge wiped out the small force of puppets and androids, leaving behind a mess of wreckage and corpses.

"Tch! How come we haven't encountered a single Servant after fighting for so long? Were they just sending cannon fodder to test our strength?"

Mordred slammed his longsword to the ground and muttered irritably, his eyes scanning the surrounding buildings and streets, hoping to find someone hiding in the shadows.

However, the arrangements made by the Yggdrasil family were destined to disappoint Mordred.

Because they were busy dealing with Achilles and Heracles coming from another direction, they really couldn't spare enough strength to devote to other battlefields.

In the mountains and forests, Achilles and Heracles, who had dismantled all the traps along the way, finally arrived at the outer perimeter of the World Tree Castle's barrier.

Faced with such a provocation that was tantamount to a slap in the face, Vlad III and Danic naturally would not swallow their anger and immediately sent their own Servants to fight.

With the assassin missing and the swordsman out, Danic had no choice but to send Pentessilia, a berserker, and Francis Drake, a Rider, to intercept them first, while Chiron, an Archer, provided support from the rear.

"Oh? The opponent has already arrived? But there are only two of them. This is a bit too much of an underestimation of me as a hero!"

Achilles, with his spear slung over his shoulder, grinned arrogantly and turned to Heracles, whose arms were as thick as iron towers, saying:

"Big brother, you go and take out the enemy's headquarters later! I'll handle everything here!"

Chapter 160 Achilles!!

"Sister Francis, thank you for your help."

At the entrance of the World Tree Castle, a serious-looking Kaures asked Drake for a favor, and Drake, dressed in pirate attire, waved his hand and laughed heartily as he agreed.

Rather than resembling Masters and Servants participating in the Holy Grail War, they gave off more of a subordinate who had suffered a loss and was asking his elder brother to help him get revenge.

Despite his usual carefree and jovial nature, Drake proves to be a very reliable servant when it comes to crucial moments.

Standing outside the city gates was another female magician named Sereneka, who was the Master of the Black Berserker in this Holy Grail War.

Wearing glasses and holding something resembling a pointer, she initially appears to be a strict teacher, but in reality, she is a cruel person who makes a living by cursing others to death.

"Pentesilea, it's your turn to shine. Go and display the might of your Amazonian ancestors!"

Sereneka shouted loudly, but received no response from her servant, which made her extremely dissatisfied as she turned her gaze to the side.

Wearing armor and wielding a chain hammer, Penthesilea lowered his head, breathing heavily, his reddened eyes flashing with a near-mad madness.

Upon seeing Pentessilia in this state, Sereneka instinctively took two steps back, feeling as if standing next to her could be torn to shreds at any moment.

"It's...it's that guy's scent! There's no mistake!! It's...it's that damn guy!!!"

Penthesilea growled intermittently, his eyes fixed on the jungle ahead, bursting with endless resentment and hatred.

This demeanor makes her seem less like a berserker and more like a vengeful person consumed by hatred.

"Achilles—!!!"

Penthesilea suddenly roared to the sky, swinging his chain hammer and charging straight into the forest, carving a path through it.

Although Drake was surprised that the usually calm and collected Pentessilia had suddenly gone berserk, with battle imminent, he didn't think much of it and quickly followed after her.

Achilles?

Chiron, who was standing atop the World Tree Castle preparing to draw his bow, muttered something upon hearing Penthesilea's roar and quickly used his Archer-class's exceptional eyesight to look in the direction of the intruders' attack.

"Achilles and Heracles? They're both particularly troublesome guys, in every sense of the word."

Chiron was delighted to see an acquaintance, but he was also troubled about how to defeat him in the upcoming Holy Grail War.

Chiron, the centaur sage and the teacher of the heroes in Greek mythology, was well aware of the extraordinary abilities his disciples possessed.

"Since Pentessilia has already gone to cause trouble for Achilles, I will focus my main firepower on Heracles."

"It's hard to say whether Drake alone can defeat him, and it was the Hydra poison that caused me to lose my immortality!"

Chiron muttered to himself as he drew his bow to its fullest extent, aimed at Hercules, and unleashed a three-shot barrage.

Achilles had just made his confident promise when he heard a huge, chaotic crash, which made his smile even more contemptuous.

"A reckless berserker? He can't even resist berserk mode, so he probably isn't a very strong guy."

Achilles said this, but he still raised his spear and assumed a fighting stance. Regardless of whether he respected his opponent or not, he would not give up his pride as a warrior.

But the next moment, Achilles, who had just been full of fighting spirit, froze on the spot as he saw Penthesilea leap out of the forest and swing his warhammer to smash down on his face.

"Achilles—!!"

Achilles hastily raised his spear and smashed the hammerhead away. He stared wide-eyed at the Amazon queen, whose face was contorted with rage, who had landed opposite him, and couldn't help but utter a curse.

"Damn it! What are you doing here, you crazy woman!?"

Ignoring Achilles' shock and confusion, Penthesilea immediately launched another attack after missing her first strike, charging towards him.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!! I'll kill you!!!"

Seeing this, Achilles stamped his foot, displaying his comet-like speed, and while leading Penthesilea to another area, he complained:

"Hey, hey, hey, what grudge do you hold against me? All I did was take off your helmet without permission at the last minute to see what you looked like and even complimented you, saying 'So beautiful'?"