The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

: This made Assassin feel only fear and fatigue. Trying desperately and eagerly was completely useless. Trembling and fear were constantly generated in his heart.

㈧Until Assassin, who had been moving forward without even turning his head, stopped, slowly turned around and looked behind him.

5 Just one glance brought enough fear to make one's heart stop beating, and an unprecedented feeling of suffocation filled Assassin's heart.

7 “When…?”

⑥The man holding the magic sword was standing behind Assassin. His burning gaze was like fire, making Assassin feel a burning sensation on his skin.

⑹ "Although I do have the habit of sitting and watching the story unfold, I have not fallen to the point of playing and teasing fate. I have just followed the cold and dark breath of the underworld and walked along the long and stinking river to come here."

san Manshu said loudly, and in response, a black blade was thrown silently from the hand of Quiet Hassan.

⒋ No matter how pitiful and charming this girl looks, it is hard to ignore her identity - the leader of the assassination cult.

Fear did exist in her heart, but she also knew that sitting there and waiting to die would only lead to death, so she threw the poison-contaminated flying knife without hesitation.

If the other party insisted on fighting, then Assassin would have no choice but to throw the dagger in his hand and try to drink the blood of the warrior in front of him.

But this kind of attack is meaningless to Manshu. As long as it is in front of Manshu, the flying attack cannot touch his body.

The Hassans, who are highly agile, are doomed to fail in their roaming combat tactics using throwing knives.

The flying knife could only pass by and fall on the ground far away. Hassan's only hope was close combat.

But asking Assassin as a warrior to move forward is somewhat unreasonable.

But Assassin, who has nowhere to retreat, seems to have only this option.

She thought that she still had the physical skills she had studied so hard, her skill in using the dagger was extremely refined, and she also had some experience in knocking down knights in armor.

Then, under the white mask of death, the drawn dagger was held in both hands and quickly moved forward, turning into a light bursting out of the darkness.

"Is the gap so big?"

I thought I had some experience with the Knights, but it turned out to be a complete illusion of arrogance.

The short sword had no chance to penetrate the gap in the armor, and before the two men crossed, Assassin's attack was easily resolved.

The brown left hand was cut off immediately, and Assassin fell backwards.

The only hope is the gushing dark blood. If you get stained by it by accident, there may be some hope.

But the blazing dragon flames acted as a shield of defense, evaporating all the blood without leaving any residue.

"I don't want to die yet... I haven't got it yet..." 5

Assassin shook his head and muttered to himself.

She stood up shakily and used her still healthy right hand to hold the dagger again.

She took off the mask of death that she had put on on the way, revealing her seductive girlish face.

The silent dance she performed was her last act driven by her desire to survive.

"Are you unwilling to leave? Then I will give you one last bit of satisfaction. After all, this really can't be called a battle. It's just a hunt for an assassin."

After all, he was defeated in just one round of fighting. Quiet Hassan really could not satisfy his opponent in this regard.

Even Baimao can more or less satisfy people's desire to kill. If Cursed Arm fights desperately, he has the power to defeat great hero-level servants. As for Yanzui and Youge, they are even extremely threatening opponents.

But Jingmi, at least in terms of fighting, it is indeed difficult for her to fight. The flying knife is useless, so the only thing left is poison.

Unfortunately, the effect of Regroup also happens to have the ability to remove debuffs, so unless the contact is too long, the toxin will hardly have any effect.

It was for this reason that Manshu put away the magic sword in his hand and just drew out the small angry sword with his right hand and held it to defend himself.

He walked forward and extended his hand, looking at Serenity Hassan.

"As a man-eating evil ghost, your sins are unforgivable, but as a dying man, you deserve the last mercy before death. This is my sentence, and there is no room for questioning or resistance."

Quiet Hassan looked at Manshu tremblingly, raised his hand and held Manshu's hand.

"Thank you so much...for touching me..."

Quiet Hassan said in disbelief with a dazzling light in his eyes.

"I accept your judgment and thank you."

"Lonely man, please do not fall into this place again because of loneliness. May this sword become the scissors of the Norn sisters and cut off your fallen fate."

As Manshu spoke, he swung the dagger in his hand and destroyed the spiritual base of Quiet Hassan.

Quiet Hassan did not stop at all, and turned into a little bit of spiritual light and disappeared here.

Only then did Manshu put away the short sword in his hand, and the poison that had invaded his hand disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The effort it takes to fight, before even tracking, is more effort than it takes.

"If you hadn't followed me closely, I would have been left with nothing but a sigh and lamenting my harvest tonight."

Manshu smiled and said to the front of him, that was the entrance to the alley, the place where darkness led to light.

Just there, a pure and flawless figure walked out, and a man like the prince charming in a fairy tale stood in the light.

Wearing silver and gray armor, with a brilliant holy sword on his waist, the man was standing completely in the glory.

"Assassin was defeated by you, and your judgment was correct, so I originally thought that there was no need for me to show up.

But since you, Berserker, have invited me, I cannot refuse this."

The knight spoke in a gentle voice that suited his image perfectly.

"Saber, who is in the first place, you are the best opponent in this land right now. Draw your sword and let me see the light of the stars again!"

Manshu was not polite at all. His patience had almost run out when he sentenced Quiet Hassan just now.

Now all that was left was the unbearable, surging desire. The flames of the evil dragon were burning fiercely, spraying his mad heart.

"Again? It seems you have seen the man holding this sword before."

"That guy is similar to you, but more stubborn and rigid. No need to waste time, just let me taste the power of your sword."

Manshu's patience lasted only until the words fell and his voice finished speaking, and then his voice disappeared from the spot.

The sound of metal colliding rang out before that voice arrived, and the dark alley turned into a mess in an instant.

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This chapter is for tomorrow. I'm going out to play tomorrow, so I wrote it in advance. I had planned to post it on schedule, but I was too hasty to do it, so there will be no update tomorrow.

Chapter 8: Confrontation

There was no light in the dark alley, but strong light burst out from time to time.

The sharp sound of metal collision rang out here, and the concrete floor and brick and stone walls broke out of thin air.

可怕的9狂风撕4裂在8这里，而2凶恶的4火焰在这风中3环绕，包裹3着风的表面。0?↓5·×

It seemed as if what was happening here was a head-on battle between flames and strong winds.

Fortunately, this is a sparsely populated corner of the accommodation area, and even office workers returning home after a day's work rarely pass by here.

Therefore, there is no one who can witness this scene, and in fact, it is difficult for ordinary people to grasp what is happening here.

In the shadow of the city late at night, the dragon and the knight clashed continuously at ultra-high speed.

"As expected of a first-level Servant, there shouldn't be anyone stronger than you in this land right now."

Manshu made an excited sound, feeling his blood rushing upwards uncontrollably.

"The sword was swung quickly and accurately, without any flaws."

This man is at the top level in terms of strength and skills. Even in defense and evasion, his steps are impeccable.

The magic sword and dragon fire that were powerful enough to tear apart most opponents were blocked by the holy sword wrapped in the wind.

Manshu already knew the shape of the sword, and although there might be some differences, he had revised the data and constructed the correct model after just a few collisions.

"You are no worse, Berserker."

The knight wielding the invisible sword said with a smile, and this voice of praise truly came from Saber’s heart.

The magic sword, like a living dragon, spewed out fierce flames, and people could even smell the blood.

Although Manshu was somewhat inferior in terms of skills, his bravery made up for these shortcomings and allowed Manshu to organize a fierce attack in front of the glorious Knight King.

"In that case, then use your ba best, if ② I'm not mistaken ④, the Knight King of Britain! Swing the holy sword of the stars in your hand with all your might, the blooming starlight is what I long to see again!"

Manshu kept throwing out words from his mouth and slashing down powerful attacks with his magic sword.

"Did you recognize my identity after recognizing this sword? Don't worry, I will never show mercy in battle."

The elegant Knight King answered generously, and just as he said, the wind sheath covering the golden holy sword in his hand had disappeared without a trace.

The holy sword revealed its shining glory, and in this dark alley, the stars began to twinkle.

There is also a corresponding brilliant light, which is the infinite power possessed by the sword.

The holy sword has been stripped of its wind sheath, revealing its golden blade. Once it is swept across, it can deliver a blow that is dozens of times more powerful than usual.

That was a terrifying attack that was enough to knock down an ordinary Servant or even cut him in half.

This was a gentle swing, and the arc of light drawn by the holy sword brought a terrifying power that was enough to shake the space.

Manshu resisted the attack head-on with the blade of the magic sword in his hand. The violent impact directly cracked Manshu and the ground beneath his feet, and completely destroyed the entire alley into ruins.

"This is the brilliance of the stars. It is so beautiful, moving and exciting!"

With just one strike, the magic sword in his hand was defeated, and the evil dragon's power also groaned and feared.

Blood spurted directly from his arms and legs, and his flesh felt an extremely intense pain caused by torn muscles.

But it is precisely this that is exciting enough, the blood flows through the body, and it only makes people excited.

"Sure enough, there is no problem as I expected. There is only you in this land, and the God King who has not yet made a decision can bring people excitement."

With this sound, all the injuries were restored to their original state, and the aura of the dragon on the magic sword became more and more intense, bringing a roar of magic in the atmosphere.

"Seize this unique opportunity, Saber. If you want to win, don't let me down."

The hot air that had already materialized was exhaled from Manshu's mouth. The skin on his body was already burning hot, even emitting high temperature.

"That's amazing, is this your power?"

There was also a gleam in Saber's eyes. Holding the strongest holy sword in his hand, he did not need to fear any enemy.

Therefore, he was generous with his words of praise and was not afraid of the enemies in front of him.

The magic sword rushed up again, and this time it was like the sharp claws of a real evil dragon.

Even the twinkling starlight did not directly cut off the light of the magic sword, but only repelled the evil dragon.

"May the great god Odin protect this battle and bring me victory!"

Manshu threw away the small sword in his hand that he was using for defense and threw it out directly like a spear. He didn't need to use defense at all now, and all he had was offense.

在声音中短剑8变做5了长矛，化7为了流星，6成为6天空中3划过的闪电4。4』÷2?〔

But this lightning did not disappear from the sky like before, but fell from the sky.

Because the dagger was given substance, the blow was given the same effect as Kungunir, rather than simply being used to call upon Odin's blessing.

So when Manshu rushed forward to launch a fierce attack, the lightning in the sky turned into spears and stabbed at Saber.

As the holy sword and the devil sword pushed against each other, the Knight King drew back his own sword first and turned the golden holy sword into a shield.

But how could the shot that was sure to hit the target miss because of this? The defense was even enough to block an attack on the city level, but it could not stop the falling spear.

After all, the moment the gun was fired, the result had already been determined, and the process would develop based on the result.

If it wasn't just a casual attack, this spear would have been a fatal blow.

But even so, ordinary servants would also have their spiritual base pierced by this shot and die instantly.

However, the one facing this attack is no ordinary character, but a true hero.

At the moment the spear pierced through him, Saber pulled out her right hand and directly and tightly grasped the spear that pierced his body.

Before the spear pierced his body, he used all his strength to stop the spear.

"I have also heard of the great god Odin's spear. It is indeed a spear that is incredibly fast."

Saber smiled happily, pulled out the spear, and threw it on the ground.

The blow only pierced his lung but missed his heart.

For Saber, such wounds healed in the space of a breath.