Whose Xingyue looks like you?

Nightingale on the side remained silent throughout the whole process. After all, this was not the first time that she, who was a man of action, had clashed with Helena, who was also a man of action.

"you…"

Helena wanted to say something more, but she instinctively felt that if she didn't say what the burly man wanted to hear, her head would explode like a smashed watermelon in the next moment.

"Dear sir, it is wrong of me to threaten you. I beg you to show mercy."

Bai Ming let go of Helena, and Helena began to think, is this man soft-hearted and not hard-hearted? (Bai Ming is not soft-hearted and hard-hearted)

"I don't like your breasts."

Bai Ming gestured to Mashu to give him a wet wipe to wipe his hands, but Mashu didn't have any wet wipes at all. Nightingale silently handed him a gauze soaked in alcohol. After Bai Ming wiped his hands, he threw it on Helena.

Humiliation, naked humiliation.

"If I wanted to kill you, I could crush your throat with the first blow."

"..." Helena was annoyed for a moment, but considering the disparity in strength between us and the enemy, she said, "Please allow me to explain the current situation and why I don't want Miss Nightingale to leave."

"speak."

Bai Ming sat aside and said, "I didn't allow you to get up. I'm speaking to you as Jocelyn Brando. A guy who doesn't know himself should just lie down on the ground and talk to a king."

Helena, who had just stood up, was directly knocked to the ground by Bai Ming's huge magic power.

Mashu complained, "Senior is so overbearing."

Morgan's voice rang out from the control room: "You call this bullying? Bai Ming, you're too weak. If it were you before, you would have dragged this guy, who has nothing, to directly destroy her lair. Or do you have some special liking for this kind of guy? If that's the case, you might as well go find our daughter."

"...Mashu, I'm hanging up."

Bai Ming silently wrote down a note for Morgan and Modred, then looked at Helena. "Go ahead, Madame Blavatsky. I know everything you want to say. It's nothing more than the basic information that it's not the Civil War but the East-West War, that the leader of the American West is now Edison, and that you hope to get our help."

Helena said nothing. After all, Bai Ming had said everything she wanted to say concisely and concisely.

"But I refuse. I hate that lion's head. Not only will I not help you, I will also cut that lion's head into fine pieces and make braised lion's head. So, either Nightingale leaves, or I cut you into pieces now and then leave... No, I have another idea."

Bai Ming immediately used the Immobilization Technique to immobilize the opponent, then carried the petite Helena on his shoulders. "Alright, I don't need you to make the decision, just like I didn't need those stupid nobles to make the decision for me back in Wales."

"Let...let me go! What are you going to do?"

Helena struggled, and Bai Ming said, "Do you think I don't know what's going on in the mind of that king you're talking about, that idiot Edison? There's no need to fix the era and just improve the Holy Grail to prevent this era from being burned to ashes, leaving only America behind."

"And that bastard Karna beside him, who only cares about loyalty to the emperor but has no vision for the future, I will directly use the Demon Pillar Flauros to stuff his eyes, and then use the Holy Grail to rewrite the records of the realm."

Bai Ming's words calmed Blavatsky down, and he wondered in his heart: Does he really know everything?

Nightingale was extremely angry at this time: "Is this a useless guy who would lead everything to destruction and then shout "It's not my fault"?!"

Neither Bai Ming nor Nightingale cared about what the other said. Bai Ming said to himself:

"We're going to find the Apache shaman, Geronimo. He's already sensed the presence of us 'stars.' And you, Blavatsky, standing in my way of saving humanity, should be thankful for Mash and Jeanne Alters. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you, this stone in my way, live so easily."

Mash and Jeanne Alt remained silent.

Matthew suddenly felt relieved when he considered the records of Jocelyn Brando's fondness for slaughter, confiscation of property, extermination of clans, and torture of people, and the countless criminal law inventions in China from BC to the present.

I am not the enemy of my seniors, and my seniors will not regard me as an enemy.

Those who have evil intentions, who stand in the way of human salvation, and who do not recognize the achievements of human salvation are undoubtedly enemies.

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In the wilderness outside a small town somewhere in the west, Geronimo, a servant with pigtails and white and black stripes painted on his body, seemed to have known the movements of Bai Ming and others for a long time, and greeted Bai Ming and his party in the wilderness.

"From the distant future, 'Star', I'm glad we can meet here. Our stronghold is not far away. Due to the Celtic onslaught, the residents have taken refuge."

Geronimo saluted, and Bai Ming casually threw Helena, who was being pushed aside, and returned the salute with Geronimo. Mashu complained in surprise: "Senior is unexpectedly polite?!"

"Please follow me. There are two Servants fighting alongside me. Many others have been summoned to America, but we lack combat power and cannot act rashly. We are also under attack from the Celtics and Edison. Now that Star has arrived with its light, we can act boldly."

Bai Ming and his group could clearly feel Geronimo relaxing, and Nightingale said at this time: "Please wait a moment, I have a question."

"Your Excellency Angel...Excuse me."

"If I remember correctly, Geronimo, you once fought against this country. If this era is revised, you will be regarded as a failed warrior, right? Can you accept that?"

Geronimo said, "It doesn't matter to me. Victory and defeat are just a point in the torrent of the times. But there is no doubt that if this era collapses, the blood I have shed and the blood of my compatriots will turn to nothing."

"It's very simple to erase something, especially something that's disadvantageous to you." Bai Ming took over Geronimo's words. Geronimo nodded and said, "The one who can grit his teeth and accept his future without regret is the real warrior. The guy who ordered the erasure is just playing some tricks."

Jeanne Alt nodded and said to Mash, "Just like I didn't feel any regret after burning the king to death, you should be brave enough to take all the responsibility for what you have done. That's what a warrior should be."

Mashu nodded, not quite understanding. After all, her senior had already told her that she should first cripple or kill the opponent to ensure her own life and let herself feel at ease. Otherwise, how would she have the time to think after her life was gone?

The group entered a western cowboy-style town.

"Everyone can take a break here for a while."

Geronimo relaxed completely. "Robin Hood and Billy are both gathering supplies right now."

"Are supplies in short supply?" Bai Ming said as his heart surged with magical power. Then a holy grail appeared in Bai Ming's hand, and then a large amount of food, medicine and supplies appeared in the empty town. Bai Ming also had a few bags of beans in his hand.

Bai Ming scattered the beans, and they turned into soldiers. Soon, a thousand-strong army of vegetative people was formed. "Now we have an army, so you can relax a little. If it's not enough, I can just scatter some more beans."

Geronimo said a shamanic prayer. "That Holy Grail was obtained in a former age, wasn't it?"

"One was given to me by Drake, the living holder of the Holy Grail and my soulmate at sea. The other is the Holy Grail that disrupted other eras. Now both Holy Grails have been fused into my heart."

Bai Ming put the Holy Grail back and arranged a few rooms close to each other here.

"As you wish."

After saying that, Geronimo began to call on like-minded soldiers to start sorting and moving supplies, while he himself arranged rooms for Bai Ming and his group.

"Well then, Mashu, Jeanne, and Miss Nightingale, take a good rest and wait for the other servants to return. Then the story of the United States of America being divided into three parts and the world being divided into three parts will begin."

"The United States divides the world into three parts or something."

Mashu closed her eyes and sighed. Bai Ming patted her shoulder and said, "Not only here, but also in the last singularity, you will need to command an army to fight. So I might as well teach you how to drill and deploy troops here in advance."

"Yes!"

Mashu stood at attention. Opportunities to avoid empty talk were rare, so she naturally wanted to seize them. Jeanne Alt asked, "Why don't you teach me?"

"You have the practical experience of that village girl, so you don't need me to teach you at all, right?" Bai Ming said helplessly.

"That's right..." Jeanne Alt said, feeling embarrassed. "But... even if you do, you still have shortcomings in military combat, right?"

"Then I'll ask Jeanne to correct me!"

"This...this is what you said. I didn't take the initiative. You asked me to do it as the Master."

Joan of Arc alter was delighted and agreed immediately, but she still said stubbornly that this was Bai Ming's request. Nightingale on the side shook her head, complained in her heart that she was a "woman who was easy to deal with", and went to check the medicine that Bai Ming made through the Holy Grail.

"By the way, Starlight from the Far Future, I hope you can help treat our third companion." Geronimo quickly returned after arranging the room. "His condition isn't great, but he's still alive."

"Is it Rama? The king of Kosala?"

Bai Ming followed Geronimo to look at Rama, who was lying still but not yet dead. Rama let out a long sigh and stood up. "It was Yu, the king from Britain, the immortal from China. I have shown you my unseemly side."

"Even after having half of his heart dug out, he can still laugh."

Bai Ming complained, "You and I have a lot in common when it comes to being careless about your injuries."

"After all, I don't have any advantages except for my strong body—hiss! Be gentle! I lost half my heart, it hurts! For more about my story, go watch "Ramayana"!"

"This is necessary treatment." Bai Ming slapped Rama, who was struggling because of the pain, back onto the bed. Bai Ming waved his hand and took out a bunch of gourds. He rummaged for a long time before finding the elixir made by Master Xuandu.

"Eat this thing."

As soon as Rama took the elixir, his heart and even the wounds on his body disappeared in an instant, and his whole condition instantly reached the best state.

"So, who did Mr. Rama fight with to become like this..."

Facing Mashu's question, Rama showed a bit of difficulty on his face: "There is no way. After all, the opponent is Cu Chulainn, the strongest hero in the island of Ireland."

Bai Ming sighed, "After all, they are Celtic warriors. It would be abnormal if Cu Chulainn wasn't there."

"I remember that Diarmait said he wanted to summon the records left by our predecessors during the reign of King Arthur." Mash answered the call. "Doctor, can you help me find out what the name of our predecessor Jocelyn is?"

"No need to check." Morgan's voice came from the control room: "King Jocelyn, Duke Jocelyn, Marquis Jocelyn, the terminator of the red and white dragons, the greatest hero of Wales, the mountain that towers over the Knights of the Round Table. King Arthur's later act of stabbing a noble with the Holy Lance during a disagreement led to Arthur being called Little Jocelyn. But there's nothing wrong with that. After all, Bai Ming, Merlin, and I all raised him together."

"No wonder you want to summon the senior."

"Trivia: Even if they called me, I'd still be the one to go over there and play for them. So, to some extent, I really hope that bitch with a rotten crotch will call me over."

Bai Ming flashed a Dragon King's Nike smile. "If they summon me, they'll be wiped out and left for dead. As everyone knows, the Heroic Spirit panels are all written in a haphazard manner. You might as well ask Roman, the Israeli boxing champion, what's written in his Strength and Endurance columns."

“Um… it’s E,” came Roman’s voice, “Can we not talk about this?”

Roman's strength and durability panel showed level E. Mashu thought about how Roman could fight fiercely with her senior, and it didn't look like he had strength E at all.

"Oh! This is amazing! I'm completely healed."

"Speaking of which, we have the Holy Grail. If they can mass-produce it, then we should be able to mass-produce it as well. At least we can match them in terms of quantity."

Bai Ming's thoughts were jumping around. Even Roman in Chaldea nodded. "After all, you have two Holy Grails in your hands, and you are much better than the other party in terms of the speed and quality of mass-producing warriors."

Although the losses of Bai Ming's vegetative army were less than those created using the Holy Grail, the quality was still different.

"senior?"

Mashu had a bad feeling in her heart, and Nightingale said, "In that case, I'll leave the front-line affairs to you, and I'll take care of these living humans in the rear."

"Geronimo, Mash, Zhen, Roma, and even I are all capable of leading troops in battle, but Billy the Kid and Robin Hood are more suited to guerrilla warfare. As for Lady Helena, whom I've tied up here, I have no intention of letting her go. She's clearly not on the same page with us. I want her to see how the king she served has been turned into a braised lion's head."

Bai Ming paused and said, "Although I'm not sure what the future singularity will be like, I still want to give it a try. So, everyone, please wait quietly for my news. Mashu, give me your shield. This round table will be very useful now."

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In the dead of night, Bai Ming held the Holy Grail and put down the round table, while his servants stood guard all around.

"Declaration."

Bai Ming's voice was cold and a large amount of magic power surged out. Mashu, who was standing by, always felt something was strange when listening to Bai Ming's summoning words.

"Your body is at my service, your fate is upon my sword. Those who have a destiny with me, answer the call of the Holy Grail. All the consequences of good and evil in the world will be imposed upon me. Emerge from the Wheel of Restraint, Guardians of the Scales."

A rich light shone from the shield.

Figures emerged one after another.

"Knights of the Round Table Tristan, Gaheris, Gawain, Lancelot, Agravin, Gareth, and Kay, come forward to respond."

After the Knights of the Round Table left, light and figures emerged from the summoning circle. Saint George stepped out and said, "Servant Georgios, Brando, I'm here to help you. The matter that requires you to request assistance through a Servant Summoning must be very important."

"Ah, yes, this is the time when we need St. George's help."