Macho Harem Paradise Project

Her swordsmanship was honed on the battlefield. In fact, she was not good at one-on-one duels at all. She was more suitable for overwhelming her opponents with big and bold moves on the battlefield. In fact, the more enemies there were, the more effective her swordsmanship could be.

The situation is now disadvantageous because of the flaw deliberately exposed by the spearman. Not only is this wound unhealable, it also seals his sword skills... and the release of his Noble Phantasm.

Altria trusted her skirt armor too much. The heart of the red dragon gave her powerful magic power. The armor condensed by magic power alone was enough to resist the attacks of most weapons.

However, this time, Altria, who trusted her armor too much and acted recklessly, paid the price.

The clash between the long sword and the double guns was temporarily decided as the spearman released his treasure first.

"The red spear that cuts off magic power, the cursed yellow spear, and the teardrop mole that seduces the girl, the strongest warrior of the Fiona Knights, the glorious face, Diarmuid."

"What an honor! I've actually made the famous Knight King suffer. It seems I do have some skills."

Through the release of the Noble Phantasm, both parties have already known each other's identities. Artoria was not distressed by the loss of one arm and continued to hold the sword tightly in her hand.

"No need for your greeting, Lancer."

?960 Arrogance

A strong wind swept in.

"Aren't you bullying Altria because she's not very smart, Lancer?"

The sudden male voice stunned the two knights who were about to continue the battle.

At the same time, it also attracted the attention of all those who were paying attention to this knight battle.

"Are you also a strong man attracted by my provocation? However, this is a battle between me and the swordsman, so please don't disturb me."

Diarmuid smiled and said that since he dared to reveal his true identity in this situation, he must be an upright warrior like himself and Altria. However, this spearman who only wanted to devote everything to his monarch did not consider that if the person who spoke was following his master's wishes... then he might make a choice that was inconsistent with his personality.

Yang Mingxiu, with Sakura sitting on his shoulder, stepped into the battlefield under the little girl's somewhat worried gaze.

"You're morning!"

Altria angrily stared at the man who had interrupted the knights' fight. The words just now destroyed all her good impression of this guy she met on the road in the morning. What does it mean to have a bad brain? It's just that the king is not good at scheming.

If you are not good at making plans, you certainly won't be good at seeing through plans.

"Good evening, everyone. Please don't be so aggressive, lest you scare my little master."

Yang Mingxiu placed one hand on Xiaoying's head and touched it gently.

——Altria! Run away!

Altria's mind paused, and the Master's voice came directly through the magic power. She was just about to wonder why Emiya Kiritsugu had also come here, when she heard words that made her pupils suddenly shrink.

——All attributes S! Strength EX! What kind of monster is this opponent!?

At the same time, Diarmuid also received the same message, and looked at the smiling young man who appeared on the battlefield with the little girl as if he was facing a great enemy.

Judging from his appearance alone, the other party should be some kind of warrior. With such a broad and strong figure, his footsteps seemed to cause tremors every time he stepped on the ground. He did not have any weapons in his hands, and his whole body exuded a clear oppression that did not allow for rejection.

"What on earth do you mean, sir?"

"Meaning? Nothing."

Yang Ming Shuichi calmed Sakura's emotions, and when he saw the appearance of the child on the young man's shoulders through a certain heroic spirit, the always elegant Toosaka Tokitoki almost lost his grip on the wine glass in his hand.

"Heroic spirits who have gathered together for the Holy Grail, you only have one choice."

Yang Ming Xiuyi's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present, whether in the open or in the dark, to hear it clearly in such a quiet moment.

"Defeat me."

"Besides that, you can't get the Holy Grail."

With a swish sound, the spear swept across the ground. Diarmuid and Altria's faces were instantly filled with anger. Such arrogance...to provoke all other heroic spirits by one person?

“Hahahahahaha~ I didn’t expect there would be such an arrogant guy!!!”

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

Along with tiny screams, a chariot accompanied by thunder descended on the battlefield.

The sturdy man sitting on the standing car opened his arms impatiently and excitedly shouted to everyone present, almost in a roaring voice.

This man was tall, muscular, and extremely strong. He had short fiery red hair and a fiery red beard on his chin that connected to his temples. He had short, thick fiery red eyebrows and red pupils. He was wearing a red cotton windbreaker.

"Alright! Put away your weapons!"

"Don't be rude in front of the king!"

"Knight, what are you doing..."

And just when this big guy who was a whole circle stronger than Yang Ming Xiuyi appeared, a golden figure transformed from a spirit into a physical body and stood on the street lamp.

"You scum, you actually want to challenge everyone by yourself."

"Ultimately arrogant."

"Ahahaha~ Although this guy is indeed arrogant, he is still a tyrant."

"Gold, what are you? I am the King of Conquerors, Iskandar, and I am appearing in this Holy Grail War as a knight!"

The smaller man hiding under the sturdy man's body was already stunned.

"The King of Conquerors!? You are so brave and courageous that you call yourself the king?"

Wearing golden armor and a golden hedgehog hair, he glanced unkindly at the rider who was rushing into the battlefield with his scarlet eyes.

"Oh? Are you dissatisfied with my title of King of Conquerors?"

The sturdy man, who was so carefree that he even revealed his real name, pointed at the golden guy standing on the street lamp.

"As a king, I will not ignore this provocation."

——Ahhh... What on earth are you doing... You actually revealed your real name in front of everyone right away, and started a conflict with other Heroic Spirits...

The King of Conquerors' Master, Waver, held his head in his hands and almost shrank into the chariot.

"You bastards..."

A strange ripple appeared behind the golden guy, and he was about to rush into the battlefield with his weapons drawn.

"Who are you talking about? Little yellow hair."

On top of the street lamp, the golden guy who was looking down angrily and contemptuously at the people below suddenly found that the black figure who had been silent since the beginning of the provocation was gone!

"Pfft!"

The sandbag-like fist hit directly on the armor that dazzled people's eyes. Yang Ming Xiuyi suddenly jumped up, and the strong wind brought by his fist made everyone unable to open their eyes. Those heroic spirits who witnessed Yang Ming Xiuyi's attack finally truly faced what this monster with all S attributes meant.

Looking at the golden color that was blasted to the ground and embedded in a deep pit with thick smoke still billowing out of it, everyone looked nervous.

This man is so strong.

Agility S, Strength EX, Magic S, Endurance S, what do these attributes mean.

Not only is he extremely fast, he also has extremely high strength and the ability to support long-term combat!

No wonder he is so arrogant, maybe he wants all the other heroes to attack him...

"The armor is nice."

Yang Mingxiu felt the force of the blow he had just received and found that a lot of the force had indeed been absorbed by the armor, otherwise this blow would have been enough to take his life.

These treasures of the heroic spirits are indeed unique.

The young man stood on the pure white barrier, and a moment later the pure white power enveloped the entire port.

"Good girl Sakura, you should go to bed now."

"oh···"

With mild hypnosis, Yang Mingying closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Normally, the Master and the Heroic Spirit fight side by side, and the Master can provide support, such as healing or long-range magic, but for Yangming Shuichi, he doesn't need any support at all.

?961 Arena

"Magic barrier? Are you a magician?"

The King of Conquerors looked in amazement at the barrier that had illuminated everyone.

A magician with this kind of attributes? This is too exaggerated. Besides, shouldn't different ranks give corresponding increases in attributes?

"I'm supposed to be a berserker."

Now it was Yang Ming Shuichi's turn to look down at the people below, even holding Sakura in one hand.

"Berserker?"

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

This rank with "Frenzy"... the only one that can match it should be Strength.

This Holy Grail War is going to be a big trouble.

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"Bastard!!! I must cut you into pieces!!!"

An angry voice came from the deep pit blasted out by the huge force. At the same time, the golden ripple screen reappeared. Knives, guns, swords, axes, countless weapons flew out at an upward angle, dragging long energy tails.

"cut."

Weapons are indeed part of strength, but if you rely too much on external forces.

He clenched his hands into fists, and a force more exaggerated than that of a dragon flowed through his body. A wild smile hung on his handsome face, and to the amazement of the heroes, he swung his fist to attack the impenetrable weapon.

"boom!"

That was not the sound of flesh and weapons colliding at all, but more like the collision of two treasures. Just as the Heroic Spirits raised their weapons in alert because of the blast and the attack, the golden guy who was knocked down also showed an expression of disbelief.

The treasure of the king, as the oldest heroic king of mankind, this golden guy conceptually possesses the treasure. He possesses the prototype of all treasures. Gilgamesh is his name.

The prototypes of all the treasures will be shot out like bullets in the "King's Treasure" to fight. In this way, the efficiency of magic power is extremely high compared to the destructive power. Since each treasure is shot out like a bullet, the actual magic power used is only the activation amount of the "King's Treasure". The "King's Treasure" contains the prototypes of all the treasures, or the prototypes of human inventions and treasures or treasures from ancient times to the present.

Because of this nouveau riche way of using it, whereby those treasures of various shapes and functions are fired as bullets or artillery shells, and the kinetic energy generated is combined with the effectiveness of the treasures themselves, Gilgamesh should have an advantage when facing any enemy...

But what exactly is going on with this guy in front of me?

Just use your fists to counter the Noble Phantasm?

Sakura was now sleeping soundly, carried on Yangming Shuichi's back.

During a battle, the Master should assist from a distance, neither too far nor too close. On the one hand, he can support the Heroic Spirit, and on the other hand, he can protect the Master from being affected by the battle. However, Yang Ming Xiuyi felt that there was no place here that was safer than by his side.

Not to mention the existence of shady guys like assassins, and there are sniper rifles watching not far away. There are many people who want to win the war by any means necessary.

But guys like this will all be crushed by my fists!

Pure white power enveloped Sakura, who was hanging on his back, protecting her from any impact and aftermath of the battle. Yang Ming Shuichi laughed wildly and began to swing his fists at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

Unless a Noble Phantasm below rank B has some indestructible attribute, it will collapse the moment it collides with itself.

However, higher-level treasures are not so easy to destroy and will be bounced off by themselves.

All the treasures in the world are inexhaustible? It just so happens that the young man himself is also very good at protracted warfare, so why not give it a try.

"Is the inventory of Noble Phantasms sufficient? Hahahaha~"

The Heroic Spirits that were not in the battle took a step back involuntarily, trying to stay as far away from the two monsters that were fighting... Yes, those were absolute monsters from the perspective of the Heroic Spirits.

The battle between Artoria and the spearman just now was both advantageous and disadvantageous. Artoria's attributes were already exaggerated, and she might be the strongest frontal combat attribute in this war, but she was not invincible, and was also injured by Diarmuid's strategy.

But now, the golden-haired man who was throwing the treasure as if it were a roadside stone and the young man who was blasting the treasure away with his fists, these two people were obviously beyond the standard.

Kotomine Kirei found that he could no longer see the battlefield through the assassin's vision. It seemed that his vision was affected by some force and he could only barely see some snowflake-like mosaics.

——Assassin, what happened at the scene?

——The Berserker is fighting with the Archer.

For the first time in his life, Kotomine Kirei felt panic-stricken, and unprecedented ripples began to form in his previously calm heart.

The Berserker is probably the Heroic Spirit who just uttered those wild words.

——How is the battle going?

——Archers’ disadvantage.

He felt his heart beating at a strange, fast rate.