"Damn it, bastard."

The projection reached its limit, but no matter what, it was impossible to fight against the golden servant in front of him.

The endless authentic works, with Shirou Emiya's fantasy, even if he uses the follower props and the magic power provided by Iriya, even if he doesn't care about the gradual erosion of his body, even if he still thinks that the strongest berserker is a comrade.

"Sirou, berserker!"

(iamtheboneofmysdfireismyblood.)

The girl was about to cry, and the black giant in front of her was pierced all over her body, and the boy who was on the verge of her limit.

(ihavecreatedoverathousandblades.unknowntodeath.)

"Come here, Holy Grail! As long as you are there, you may get the saber back!"

(norknotocreateweapons.)

Ignoring berserker, who was bound by the Lock of Heaven, another wave of rain of weapons knocked away the Ueda, which had reached its limit. Gilgamesh stood in front of the girl.

"Hey, the golden shining over there, the Holy Grail belongs to the winner..."

The magician's voice interrupted the king's declaration.

"Ah, it's the master. He actually has the courage to stand in front of me... But now it's not suitable to let that thing absorb the heroic spirit, get out of here!"

"Ha...the tone is really arrogant...it's obviously just a follower."

"you!…"

(yet, thosehandsitedbladebsp;   Before the hero king got angry, the world became pulled into another world.

The Sword Cemetery spread to the end of the earth, and the huge gears in the sky.

“…?”

"Huh~ Your spell is too long... But, there is an inherent barrier... Sure enough, the heroic spirits I call out will not be weak..."

The magician exaggeratedly exaggeratedly, then looked at the red hero who appeared after reciting the spell.

"Of course, but Rin, please take them away quickly. My injuries have never healed, and I'm afraid it won't last long..."

"Hmm? Can't you get rid of him?"

"Ha, what a willful master, but..."

Archer projected something that was not in the King's treasure.

“That’s…”

"Haha, Hero King, do you know what war is?"

The huge ship-killing knife appeared in the hands of the hero.

--point--

Communication cannot be

[It is obviously a snatcher, what kind of berserker is it...]

No matter how Cheng asked the question, the lancer in front of him had no answer.

Moreover, the two people's sudden attacks began to hate and completely lose patience.

"Forget it, although I don't understand..."

Sighing, then forcibly found a gap in the gun bush to break in. But before attacking, the light riding Pergasus had already swooped to stop him, ready to force Cheng away again.

"Ha..." He simply let go of the hand pressed on the handle of the gun and disappeared.

The rider passing through in front of him also forced the lancer to retreat.

"I said, I've already had enough fun..."

Cheng, who appeared directly behind Lancer, penetrated his heart directly.

“…”

He staggered forward but did not fall down immediately.

“…”

The black lancer turned around, and his eyes were fierce and forced to lift the gun.

"Puncture! Death Soar's Spear!"

Originally, the name of the treasure would be reported like this.

No matter what state, even if it is penetrated through the heart, Kuchulin is the kind of guy who can make the last blow with all his strength.

"Sorry, I don't want to be hit this..."

Cheng said this helplessly.

Then, the moment the gun was raised, he took a look.

The embodied heart has long been penetrated, and if you lose your arms, you will no longer be able to use any kind of ace.

Bang!

The black raider could only fall to the ground with weakness.

"Ha...at least you don't have to use that way of death according to your fate..."

It was obvious that it would only disappear in a few seconds, but the spearman used his last strength to turn over and let his face face facing the sky.

"that…"

"Ha...ha... As expected, even the woman you admire is not reliable... After giving me a little, I didn't see the end, which made me... Forget it, I had at least two games..."

“…”

He ignored the question at all, and the gunman complained and gradually disappeared.

"Tsk, won't you wake up until you die... But before you die, at least it's meaningful..."

Make a conclusion, and then turn to the sprint coming from behind.

"So, please explain why..."

Not ready to dodge the light, Makoto just stuns it, and then...

"I had an idea before. I wanted to use it when trying to teleport..."

Locked position and target.

Punch out.

As part of the exchange with the parallel world, the front part of the lightsaber disappeared in place, and the exchanged sword blade appeared in front of the Pegasus.

It's not a normal sword formation, but a 14-carat sword formation.

Unable to stop, the white comet had passed through this dead space from the front, and the bright red color dyed the comet's tail.

Falling with a wail.

The exchange of parallel worlds was distorted, and 1 was exchanged for an inequality plural in infinite. Although it succeeded, it only lasted for a time that could not be considered a moment and then collapsed. The high temperature attached to the lightsaber did not have time to seal the wound.

[Uh...You can only use this trick with something that is not afraid of being destroyed...]

No blood scattered on the ground with inertia, I considered the practicality of this attack method before looking at the injured

"I shouldn't have attacked my heart and head, are I still alive?"

Inquire calmly, Cheng had no mercy on the rider who walked towards the ground.

Most of the attacks were aimed at Pegasus, and most of the targets at riders were not fatal.

But now rider has completely lost his combat power and can only fall to the ground with Pergasus.

"Where is your master? And, what was that just now?"

I had already felt the departure of that "signal source", but because I was entangled by two heroic spirits and tried to communicate with the gunmen who had completely lost their minds, I wasted my time.

“…”

The rider who could not move and could only repair his body according to the scriptures did not answer.

"Although your attributes are speechless, it would be a bit too much if you don't answer this way."

With a slight exhale, Cheng slowly sat cross-legged in front of her.

“…”

“Does it need bandage?”

“…”

Even when faced with Cheng's question, rider stubbornly wanted to stand up.

"Ahhh, don't you want to answer... Then let's do an analysis."

“…”

"You are a protectionist and you will never be able to leave your master, and since you are so desperate... your master is nearby, at least before, right?"
To be continued...