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Ward W2000 sniper rifle. ♦ൠ

It was originally designed for Olympic shooting competitions, and its accuracy reached the level of a semi-automatic PSG-1 sniper rifle. It has been discontinued long ago and its output is only about US$170,000.

For the magician killer who is a freak, this alien weapon really suits him perfectly.

7 hit Weber's forehead. If nothing unexpected happened, this immature magician would have been easily penetrated through the head.

Even Weber himself realized his death at this moment.

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Scenes of the past flashed by like a revolving lantern, and in the end, Weber had the urge to smile bitterly.

My past is really boring, boring, and so childish that it makes people laugh.

Coming to participate in the Holy Grail War simply out of anger is like running away from home and entering the war-torn Middle East - it is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

Perhaps people can only realize something before death, but it is too late.

The bullet pierced the air, and the kiss of death was only one step away from him.

And the silver light pierced the air, and it blocked Webb's path first.

"boom!"

Sparks were flying, and the hard Cypriot sword knocked away the bullet. He also slapped Weber on the head due to the reaction force, just like a "gentle" finger snap from a certain king, lifting Weber from the dead. Wake up from the illusion. ♗

"What are you doing standing still, kid? Hurry up and defend!" Iskandar shouted loudly while maintaining the action of throwing the dagger.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" Weber covered a red mark on his forehead. Just as he had used his defensive magic, the sound of a submachine gun with a silencer firing came from another place.

There is more than one assassin!

Although the bullets of the Steyr AUG are not as penetrating as the Ward W2000, the overwhelming barrage is enough to completely tear a person's flesh and blood into pieces.

"Why are you coming at me alone!" Weber looked collapsed, but did not give up resistance easily. Instead, he gritted his teeth and deployed new defensive magic.

Although the magic compartment was easily torn apart by bullets from modern thermal weapons, it also bought enough time for Weber.

"Boom." There was a loud noise like a weight falling to the ground. Obviously, the momentum was beyond what Weber's small body could achieve. The next moment, Webb felt only the roar of the wind. Rider, who landed one step before him, grabbed his waist and protected him in his broad chest. He pulled out his dagger and swept towards the bullets with a stern expression.

The moment he was protected by Iskandar, Weber felt unprecedented peace of mind, but soon he came to his senses and realized the problem - without using the Noble Phantasm, Iskandar was nothing more than more powerful. How could he, a strong ancient soldier, escape unscathed from a modern gun!

"Rid——" As he spoke, Weber's pupils shrank and he was distracted by the splashing blood. New 𝟼𝟿 Book Bar→𝟼𝟿𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚡.𝚌𝚘𝚖

It is true that the Cypriot Sword cut off many bullets for Rider, but after all, Iskandar is a king who leads his army to conquer, not a warrior with superb martial arts, and he cannot block a full thirty rounds of bullets.

For the remaining crisis, the red-haired strong man chose to block it in a simple way.

The muscle-bound arm was thick enough, like a small shield, enough to block the rain of bullets with insufficient stamina.

As a result, blood and flesh spattered, leaving dozens of horrifying holes on the arm belonging to the Conqueror King, and even smoke was sizzling out.

This is definitely not an effect that ordinary bullets can produce.

After being stunned for a moment, Weber quickly used healing magic to heal Rider's injuries.

"R...Rider! How are you!" In the end, Weber, who was still a student, was already crying, "Idiot! You big idiot!"

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"Why are you panic! I am a servant, and this injury is not as serious as the plague when I was marching and fighting!" Iskandar waved his hand, and the injury on his right arm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could even see the black energy. Threads overflowed, disappearing with the remaining resentment.

"It's a bullet blessed with necromantic magic." Even though he was panicked for a moment, Weber was a top student in the Clock Tower after all, and he immediately recognized the source of the damage. "It seems that it can break Rider's anti-magic power by at least two sections." With the above spell...can you find the killer, Rider?"

"No, I'm not good at tracking down enemies." Iskandar lowered his head and looked at Weber, who seemed to have matured for a moment even though there were still tears in his eyes. He smiled and asked in a competitive tone, " So, what should we do next, Master?"

Weber, who was thinking, didn't realize Rider's name. After thinking for a moment, he sighed helplessly: "Although I'm very reluctant, let's retreat, Rider."

Perhaps tempered in the face of death, Weber said frankly: "My presence will make you restrained, and the scrupulous Rider will not be able to gallop on the battlefield at all."

At the end of the sentence, the thin Master was still a little downcast: "I'm sorry, Rider, you must be very disappointed to meet a Master like me."

The heroic laughter interrupted his self-pity. Weber felt his body light up, and he was lifted up by Iskandar. With the rumbling thunder in the sky, the wheel of divine power came through the sky, carrying them towards Go far away.

"The King of Conquerors will leave for the time being. Dear heroic spirits, please continue to enjoy this wonderful night!"

Even if he left early, the Conqueror King still remained heroic, and the lights and shadows of swords in Warehouse Street also sluggish for a moment, as if saying goodbye.

Then the fight resumed.

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"The clearing target failed. According to the original plan, it will be transferred to target point two."

Reporting in a low voice through the Bluetooth headset, the woman named "Kuu Maiya", the half-body of the magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu, expressionlessly disassembled the AUG quickly, and then left in small steps.

But inevitably, I recalled the figure of the red-haired strong man, and the angry, lion-like eyes at that moment.

Heroic spirits... I'm afraid humans can't defeat them.

Kuu Maiya came to a conclusion calmly in her heart.

Only she and Kiritsugu knew what the bullet from the magazine previously fired was proving.

The cause can be traced back to the Winter City a year ago. Kuu Maiya was out collecting information during those days. When she came back, the man named "Sakuyuki" single-handedly destroyed the Einzbern family. The defeated young man had disappeared.

But his influence still remained - in his communication with the young man, Emiya Kiritsugu understood how powerless ordinary bullets and the weapons he was famous for were in front of the truly strong.

Therefore, without Irisviel's knowledge, Emiya Kiritsugu and Kuu Maiya went out several times, and finally found a weirdo who was both a mercenary and a necromancer with the help of an intermediary - Lion Kai Boundary separation.

After paying nearly half of his wealth, Emiya Kiritsugu obtained a new magic gift in addition to the "Origin Bullet" - a magic bullet blessed with the resentment of the undead.

Judging from the injuries of the strong red man, these bullets can indeed cause some trouble to the servants.

This is enough - after all, the task of defeating the Servant does not belong to the Master.

At this moment, Kuu Maiya suddenly realized something, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"…Kiritsugu?"

Until now, Bluetooth headsets that function normally have remained silent.

Emiya Kiritsugu.

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