Whose Xingyue looks like you?

Nightingale, who was leading the soldiers, and many other soldiers were forced to separate from the fighting Celtic warriors because of the flames. The huge black dragon Cetant, which was wandering in the sky, fell from the sky, and its breath of dragon covered the entire battlefield of the Celtic warriors.

After the dragon fire, no grass will grow.

In the fire scene, Bai Ming and Finn separated from each other. Bai Ming's shoulder was scratched by Finn's gun blade, leaving some bloody wounds, while Finn was in a much more miserable state than Bai Ming.

His clothes and armor were torn and his body was covered with wounds. Finn's previous elegant and complacent expression was completely gone, replaced by solemnity.

"Injustice, filth, and selfishness will be burned to the bone. This is my wrath, my curse." Jeanne Alt plunged her spear into the soil and said, "Now is the time for a fight to the death."

Looking at the situation of two against three, Diarmait said, "Is there no honor for a knight or a warrior?"

Mashu quickly steadied her breathing. Bai Ming put away the Holy Sword of the Stars and held the Jade Purity Supreme Brick. "In war, the winner is the glory. Who cares about your rubbish knight glory? I've never heard of any glory when you stabbed Finn's third wife with your embroidery needle."

"As expected of Jocelyn Brando, he's really good at saying disgusting things."

The spear rushed towards Bai Ming along with the water flow, and Bai Ming directly swung the brick to hit Finn's spear. Finn held the gun in one hand and aimed at Bai Ming's vitals with the other hand. Bai Ming blocked Finn's attack in an instant. Finn retreated after missing the attack, and Diarmait's red and yellow double guns stabbed at Bai Ming in an instant. Mashu held up a shield to block the double guns stabbing at Bai Ming.

Jeanne d'Alter just watched the two fighting quietly.

At this time, the intensity of the battle between Bai Ming and Finn increased a bit. Both Bai Ming's offensive power and skills were much higher than before Joan of Arc alter drew the fire circle.

"Just now, your eyes were on my junior, right?"

The brick in Bai Ming's hand flew out, and Finn swung his spear suddenly, knocking the brick away and facing Bai Ming. "Jocelyn Brando, you actually chose to throw away your weapons and fight me? You really look down on me! Your junior has a good eye. If you go against the king and fail, I will make her mine--"

Before he finished speaking, an unprecedented force fell directly on Finn through the spear. The spear bent and Finn flew up. Bai Ming's muscles bulged all over his body and white smoke came out of his mouth. Finn even saw a hint of red light in his extremely dark eyes.

Just as Finn was about to react, Bai Ming's voice came from behind him. A sharp pain spread throughout Finn's body. Finn turned his head with difficulty, but saw someone who looked like a berserker.

"Yellow-haired barbarian, who told you that I'm weakened by throwing away my weapon? I was fighting you all along just to accumulate anger and gather murderous intent!"

Bai Ming grabbed Finn's golden hair and pulled it out. In an instant, blood covered Finn's head.

"Wa ...

The pain made Finn scream, "Bastard! Bastard! I want you to die! Invincible Purple Grass!"

A huge stream of water appeared out of thin air, and the lavender spear also began to attack spontaneously. Seeing this, Bai Ming summoned his own hand halberd, the Pojun Tanlang Halberd, from his sea of ​​consciousness and threw it out. Lightning and starlight flashed continuously, and the Invincible Purple Grass, carrying the turbulent rushing water, collided with the Tanlang Pojun Halberd automatically without a master.

The Invincible Purple Grass is said to be the magical spear that defeated the deity Ornn, who had fallen into the state of an evil elf. Besides its auto-attack function, it also has the ability to negate all negative effects of mind interference. When its True Name is released, it unleashes a torrent of "water," controlled by the god of war, Nuya.

Then Bai Ming punched Finn hard in the face. His handsome face was distorted in an instant. The smell of blood filled Finn's nostrils and mouth. There was no mercy in Bai Ming's heart, only endless uneasiness and murderous intent.

Then Bai Ming poked out Finn's eyes and kept attacking Finn who was lying on the ground.

The ground around Finn began to shatter into pieces and dust. Finn tried his best to mobilize his magic power, and the turbulent flow of magic power cut through Bai Ming's body. Bai Ming didn't care about his own injuries at all. Instead, he increased the speed of his punches with a ferocious ferocity: "So weak! So powerless! Your martial arts are completely useless in front of me! Your resistance is also useless!"

Blood splattered every time Bai Ming swung his fist, and Jeanne d'Alter looked at Bai Ming excitedly, "Yes! That's it, that's the feeling! Vent your inexplicable anger, vent your rage!"

That was how she had been beaten in France, and she was only able to escape unscathed because she was holding the Holy Grail at the time. As for Finn—she felt that after Finn was beaten to death and summoned from Chaldea, he would share her common ground as a victim.

Diarmait wanted to rescue Finn, but he was unable to do so due to Mash's impenetrable defense. Mash watched Diarmait's increasingly aggressive attack and said, "King versus king, general versus general, you should understand the rules, right? No, you shouldn't understand. After all, it was an incompetent knight who, knowing that you had that alluring teardrop mole, still flirted with your monarch's fiancée and was ultimately geis-ed!"

Mashu knew that trash talking was bad, but the angrier and more irrational the opponent was in battle, the better it would be for her.

Chapter 6 Death (11/)

Finn was quickly beaten into a pulp by Bai Ming's punches, and then Bai Ming looked at Diarmait who was still fighting an offensive and defensive battle with Mash.

But he had no intention of taking action. He just watched Mashu quietly and let Mashu and Diarmait fight.

"Are you just looking at it like this?"

"Don't you look at it that way too?"

Jeanne Alter and Bai Ming stood together, watching Mashu's battle quietly, complaining about each other. Diarmuid stopped when he saw that defeat was inevitable, but Mashu had no intention of stopping at all. After all, Bai Ming and Mashu said that the attack could not stop until the enemy completely lost the ability to resist.

Diarmuid was thus knocked away by Mash's shield.

Bai Ming cheered, "Full marks!"

"Yes! I will keep working hard!"

Mash responded immediately and shouted, and then the huge shield fell on Diarmait again. Diarmait, who had no resistance at all, was instantly knocked unconscious and unable to get up. Bai Ming said, "Alright, Mash, Diarmait has completely lost his ability to resist."

"Yes! Mash Kyrielight stopped fighting and began to be alert to the surroundings."

It was called a alert, but in fact it was connecting the communication to Chaldea, allowing Roman to be alert to the surroundings through Chaldea's equipment. Roman, who had been happy to slack off during work, suddenly put on a bitter face and observed his surroundings.

"Diarmait."

"Jocelyn, you win. You can kill me or chop me up as you please. When you killed my lord, I knew I couldn't escape. But I beg you not to humiliate me. Let me die with honor as a warrior."

Diarmait coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. Bai Ming looked at Diarmait and pondered: "Well... To be honest, I don't really want to kill you, but you just stood on the opposite side of me. I actually wanted you to take me to kill Maeve directly, but considering your inner persistence... That should be impossible, right?"

Diarmait smiled and said frankly, "Yes, this is impossible. We each serve our own masters. But I thank you for not humiliating me like my Master did in a certain time and space."

"If this were a war for world domination, I would spare your life. This wouldn't be humiliating, but a testament to your loyalty. However, this is a battle to save humanity, so I apologize."

Bai Ming recalled his halberd and brick, and pointed the tip of the halberd at Diarmait's throat. Diarmait sighed, and an inexplicable sense of peace flowed through his heart. Diarmait asked, "Jocelyn Brando, if you could become my monarch during my active period, my experience and that of a captain would surely change, right?"

"I don't know. I only care about what I care about."

The halberd fell, and Diarmait returned to the Throne of Heroes.

Bai Ming couldn't help but wonder if his nickname "Brando" had some strange appeal to men. Why was it that when he spoke to his friends or enemies, they would always say something incomprehensible?

Jeanne d'Alter also extinguished the flames. Bai Ming gave her a thumbs-up and then said to Mash, "Another Servant is approaching. Tell Roman that, in the name of Director Olga Marie, he will not receive his salary this month."

"Whoa! Stop it!" Roman's voice rang out immediately. "If you have the guts, turn off your Clairvoyance before you say that! Your Clairvoyance is clearly more useful in the singularity than these devices! And the one approaching was clearly one of your own Servant's, otherwise your hand halberd would have pierced him directly between the eyebrows!"

"I don't care. It's our business to hang up the phone here. It's your business to slack off at work."

Roman was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Three... no, five strawberry cakes with three cups of black tea and two cups of hot milk. I'll prepare them for you myself."

Bai Ming immediately replied: "Okay, then you have your salary for this month."

"So you just want to eat my cake!" Roman complained. "Anyway, I'm always here for any problems you might have... although it's hard to imagine there's any problem you can't handle on your own."

Roman stood up and left the control room. Da Vinci came over immediately and said, "Hi, Da Vinci is filling in now. Bai Ming, can you bring back some local specialties from this singularity for Da Vinci, your beloved and dependable friend in Chaldea?"

Bai Ming was silent for a moment, then asked, "Dear Da Vinci, how many blacks and Indians do you want?"

da Vinci:"???"

"Forget it, I'm hanging up now." Bai Ming ended the call, and Nightingale looked at Bai Ming and said, "Your medicine is amazing. Will the medical technology of the future be able to regenerate severed limbs and heal them instantly?"

"No... that thing can't possibly be a medicine of the future, right?" Mash complained, "Ms. Nightingale, why did you leave so suddenly just now..."

Hearing Matthew ask about what happened just now, Nightingale's cold face showed a smile: "Go back to rescue the wounded. Benjamin Rush is a good doctor, but it is too early for my time now. Medical methods are too backward, and even the treatment methods are very backward..."

Nightingale rambled on, lost in her own world. Bai Ming didn't listen, and Jeanne Alt didn't understand. But Mashu listened from beginning to end. Then Mashu asked, "Ms. Nightingale, I sincerely hope you can join us in repairing this singularity."

"Stop saying such nonsense!"

Nightingale suddenly became angry: "You mean to ask me to abandon these patients?"

"No, if patients are treated normally, the patients in this world will not be able to..."

Before Mashu could finish, Nightingale interrupted her, "Impossible! I will treat all patients, even if it means sacrificing my own life for their safety. This is the true meaning of my answering the call and coming here. Regardless of race or ethnicity, as long as they are sick, they will receive my treatment."

Mashu's communication with the Berserker Nanny was not smooth. Bai Ming patted Mashu. It seemed that because of him, Mashu's communication ability had declined compared to before, but her combat ability had improved a lot.

Bai Ming took over the topic, while Mashu started taking notes.

"No, Miss Angel, I have a method that can completely end this battle between inhuman creatures and humans. It can eradicate the root of the problem once and for all."

After hearing the first line of "Miss Angel" and not the middle part, Nightingale, who rarely listened to others, stared at Bai Ming with narrow eyes and said, "Go ahead."

"This is not a normal war. Normal wars usually stop after both sides have suffered a certain amount of damage, and the number of casualties will decrease. But this is an endless war, and it will not stop until one side is completely dead. Our side is made up of living humans, while the other side is a pseudo-human created by magic. Only by completely defeating the other side can the number of patients in this world gradually decrease."

"Are you saying that the number of patients will continue to increase because of this?"

"Yes, so we have to get straight to the source of the problem."

"I understand. Please wait a moment."

Then Nightingale walked quickly into the tent again. After communicating with the doctor here, Benjamin Rush, for a while, a series of gunshots rang out from the tent. Mashu wrote down the words "Communicate in a way that suits the other person's preferences" and stuck her head into the tent.

No one died. Nightingale simply fired a gun to let Benjamin Rush standardize many medical practices. Then Nightingale strode out of the tent and stood beside Bai Ming.

Chapter 6: Romance of the Three Kingdoms (7k, normal update with more, 11/)

"Did Miss Nightingale just fire a gun?"

In response to Matthew's question, Nightingale said, "You're worrying too much. Let's go."

"No, no, no, I'm not suspicious. Miss Nightingale definitely fired a gun just now, right?"

Nightingale looked at Bai Ming and then at Mashu, as if she was curious why Bai Ming, a guy who was as quiet as her, would have such a servant who was constantly struggling on some strange point.

Finally, Nightingale said, "I shot him with the butt of my gun, so don't worry about it."

"That's just like me hitting someone with the side of a brick. It's perfectly safe, so Mashu, don't ask any more questions."

But wouldn't hitting someone with the side of a brick be more problematic? It would be better if she could use the back of her shield to hit them. Just a "gentle" collision, then staggering the impact point at the moment of impact, would make the opponent sleep like a baby.

Mashu finally gave up worrying about this problem and chose to connect to Chaldea's communications.

"Yeah, stop chatting in the treatment room."

Nightingale said as he walked out of the camp. Just as they were about to leave, Roman said, "There's a Servant approaching quickly. Judging by the magical fluctuations, it should be a caster."

"Stop, Florence, where are you going? You know that anyone who acts without authorization in the army will be shot on the spot, right? Go back and treat the wounded immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude, okay?"

Roman sighed, "Another blind man is threatening Old White with life and death. It's over."

The speaker was a "girl" with purple shawl hair holding a book with gold-embossed patterns in her hand. Behind the "girl" stood many mechanized legions. Bai Ming and Nightingale stopped together, and Jeanne d'Alter's face was filled with impatience.

Mashu subconsciously wanted to pull Bai Ming's sleeve, but Bai Ming had not put on his Master's uniform since he took it off, and his upper body had been naked, so Mashu did not stop Bai Ming at all.

In just a moment, the mechanized army behind the "girl" with purple hair exploded, and the purple-haired "girl" was pinched by Bai Ming's fair neck and thrown to the ground, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of the "girl's" mouth.

Bai Ming stared at the other person with cold eyes: "Bastard, who do you want to kill?"

Where did this guy come from who is even more berserker than berserker?

A sense of panic spread through the "girl"'s heart, and Bai Ming pressed the girl's head. "Come on, you evil beast, say 'shoot us' again, and I promise that with one spell, everyone in the wounded camp will fill up the memory of your tablet slave."

The servant who was roughly pressed to the ground by Bai Ming took two deep breaths: "...You seem to know who I am."

"Helena Petrovna Blavatsky, there are few women in the world with a figure as bad as yours."

Those with good figures may not be remembered, and those who are very young may not be remembered, but those with extremely poor figures and old enough to become a meme will definitely be familiar to everyone. For example, Type-Moon Helena, Mijia Fuhua, and Girls' Frontline UMP45, who are famous for their poor figures, and Type-Moon and Gensokyo, the two BBAs, who are famous for their age.