Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

In the flying dust, Arthur's invisible sword drew a half-moon-shaped arc in the air, and the edge of the sword that tore the air pointed directly at the rider's neck.

But the rider easily blocked the blow with the long spear in his hand. He didn't use any fancy gun point to sword point skills, but just followed the hunch brought by experience, and actually resisted the blow.

In a battle, every single centimeter of deviation is fatal, and as a rider, whether he has that kind of light cannon-type treasure, he is a person who fights for a long time and takes advantage of it.

Therefore, he will use a more cautious approach in the face of invisible swords whose trajectory, speed, length, and thickness are invisible.

The next moment, the spider web-like broken ground under the rider's feet confirmed this point. If he slackened his efforts to counterattack or failed to defend, he would have been severely injured by Arthur, who had stronger muscles than him.

However, enough is enough. Although Arthur has higher attributes than himself, his style is open and close. Facing the meticulous attack of his two guns, there will definitely be moments of omissions. At that time, it is my opportunity.

Although there are suspicions of boasting, facing this kind of enemy with stronger muscles than himself is precisely the kind of enemy that rdier is least afraid of.

After receiving Arthur's attack, because the first striker failed to gain an advantage, the opponent's agility attribute was even stronger than his own, and the rider began to attack actively. Arthur became the one resisting for a while, but he did not appear In a state of retreat, like the rider, he is also testing.

After looking at each other, the two swift figures rushed forward again, and the sound of guns and swords mingled again.

Between the intertwined sparks, Arthur and the rider pulled away at the same time.

Unlike Rider, who was easygoing and even a little indulgent, Arthur was very cautious. His fighting style was better than Arturia's, but he still didn't break away from the battlefield.

Because as a Heroic Spirit, it is not only attributes and skills that are judged on strength, skills and even Noble Phantasms also need to be counted.

The weapons of the rider and Arthur are the most conspicuous treasures, so there is nothing to hide, so facing the rider's two guns, Arthur never dared to move rashly.

Because he was not sure about the effect of the other party's hidden treasure riding a bicycle, Arthur had a hard time making even bigger temptations.

This uncertainty constituted Arthur's oppression. It would be much easier if he could know the real name of the other party, but it was still a bit difficult to identify a person just by a handsome face and a gun.

However, one thing can be confirmed, this person is a qualified rider, even a superb fighter.

For the attack of Arthur's Invisible Sword, he resisted with ease and made a due counterattack, but judging from his body skills, it is not a lie that this heroic spirit should not become a lancer because he was robbed of his position.

While his thoughts were intertwined, the rider's attack became more and more fierce, the long spear suppressed, and the short spear stabbed unexpectedly, causing Arthur to take a few steps back in embarrassment.

After Arthur took advantage of the shortcoming that the spear was not easy to deploy, the rider had no choice but to jump sideways to avoid the blow. If he could, he didn't want to expose his name so quickly.

After all, a name that is too large is also a drag. Although he can't deny it, he still follows the teachings from his teacher. As a fighter, he should make the most of everything he has.

But there is no doubt that in the confrontation between the two, he lost first.

Unable to judge spacing. The rider's face also became ugly. Arthur's attack did gain an advantage just now, but the main reason why he was able to attack him was because he couldn't judge the length of the invisible sword.

Otherwise, it is impossible for this situation to occur under the maintenance of the body position.

If this continues, his long-hidden real name will be exposed sooner or later because the sword has not made any meritorious deeds

The two moved their steps gently, and began to confront each other, and the Marquis of Vauban had already arrived at the designated place.

As a well-known godslayer, the Marquis of Vauban didn't have any rules of his own. He was a guy who was called a wild dog and was proud of it.

But his evaluation of himself is that he is a hunter like a pack of wolves.

As a marquis who has lived for two hundred years and does not hesitate to summon the God of Disobedience to fight, he is essentially a person who enjoys the fighting process, so he will not choose to fight with weakened enemies. It is against him to weaken opponents with diseases and other styles. nature.

Like a pack of wolves, slowly weakening the enemy while hunting, willing to prolong the fighting time, and more importantly, fully enjoying the fun of fighting, this is his unique style.

In this hunting process, the Marquis of Vauban is one of the best.

He doesn't care about the safety of the people around him, he doesn't care about his reputation, he only pursues victory and fun. Because of his unscrupulous and difficult to deal with, he has earned his reputation as the wolf king far away in Eastern Europe.

At this moment, he didn't intend to follow the principles of the Holy Grail War, and was observing the battle between Arthur and the rider through specially made props.

Because the situation couldn't keep up with the changes, he had to give up the fun of playing first, and pursue the pragmatic tactics of eating the prey in his mouth now to supplement himself.

Making good use of Lancer's Noble Phantasm, chasing down weak enemies, and killing them is the simple tactic that the Marquis of Vauban prepared for this war.

Constantly scanning everything around, the Marquis of Vauban, who wanted to find the opponent's master and killed him with a fatal blow, found nothing. It seems that although the guy is arrogant, he is not without any strategy at all. He hides far away, As the Marquis of Vauban did.

"Hmph, that guy Roland is as arrogant as he imagined. One of these two heroic spirits must belong to him."

Contemplating the weight of this conspiracy, the Marquis of Vauban observed these two excellent fighters.

"Lancer, what do you think?"

"Saber seems to be more oppressive than rider, but unfortunately the masters of both sides are still missing."

Lancer watched the fierce battle in the field excitedly, standing on a high place, echoing the position of the Marquis of Vauban.

As a guy who also has the name of a wild dog, he gets along well with the Marquis of Vauban and agrees with the opponent's tactics.

Hear the Master's question. He glanced subconsciously, and the naked eye below could hardly see clearly, only the sparks spreading in an arc proved that Arthur and rider, who had fought fiercely between the two, moved away quickly.

"However, now, the fact that there is no doubt about whereabouts seems to be broken."

Lancer suddenly looked up at the sky, and a brief but accurate message came.

"A guy riding a chariot is coming from afar, and it will take about three seconds... No, he can already change it."

Hearing Lancer's words, the Marquis of Vauban just raised his head. Even through the mirror in his hand, he couldn't forget those strange eyes.

The fear of being stared at by some huge beast completely swallowed the Marquis of Vauban, and the only picture left in his mind was the smile of the young man.

He smiled beautifully, like the golden sunlight that was constantly refracted when looking up from the blue and silent seabed.

The exquisite facial features have a charm that makes people want to indulge in them and never wake up, but in the eyes of the Marquis of Vauban, it seems that a sleeping monster has opened its eyes, revealing its white teeth.

- It's hungry.

"Master?"

"Immediately find a chance to retreat!"

Lancer's voice brought back the last sliver of reason in the Marquis of Vauban. He looked at Roland who was attacking, and gave an order with all his strength.

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