Godkiller chat group

With her knowledge of the occult and Catholicism, she could easily tell that the characters on the floor depicted a very profound exorcism ritual, which seemed to come from a Catholicism in a parallel world.

"The Baptism Chant is a magic trick shared in the chat group by Shiro Tokisada Amakusa from one of the parallel worlds. It is very effective against evil spirits and monsters. In addition, the Catholic Church on Shiro Tokisada Amakusa's side also has a standard weapon called the Black Key, which is similar to the gun sword. Its physical attack is very weak, but it has a high degree of lethality against monsters." Akado replied.

"Standard weapons?" Intergula thought for a moment and said to Akado, "Take some time to contact Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and find a way to exchange for a batch of black keys."

Akado nodded silently and turned his gaze to the chat group interface.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada: Miss Baphomet just sent me a message saying that they have arrived at the Idil Forest east of Tolyface. I am ready to start the live broadcast.

In the chat group, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada had already opened the live broadcast room, Akado immediately entered the room, and the others were no slower, except Thor who had not moved for some reason, and even Gabriel entered the room.

In the live broadcast room, there is a church, and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Semiramis are standing next to the altar of the church.

"Okay, let's get started."

After opening the altar, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada said to Semiramis.

Semiramis nodded and stretched out his right hand toward the altar. Guided by magic, the clear water in the altar turned into mist and rose up, forming an illusory mirror image above the altar.

The mirror image showed the Idil Forest in the east of Tolyfas. The view was from above the forest, and the vast forest, tall cliffs, ancient castles, and ancient heroes fighting were all included in the mirror image formed by the water.

The berserker Spartacus, a huge man over two meters tall, was advancing through the forest like a chariot. Lancer Karna, archer Atalanta, rider Achilles, and the magic book spirit Baphomet were running closely around the berserker.

The sun had set and darkness was covering the forest. Spartacus, who was marching smoothly as usual, paused for a moment.

"Enemy?"

"Yes, but it seems that he is not a servant."

Atalanta was right. Standing in front of Spartacus were the artificial life forms used as the vanguards of the Thousand World Tree Clan, and huge bronze golems so huge that even berserkers had to look up to them. There were more than a hundred of them, and their combat power was enough to fight against Servants.

Spartacus raised his dagger and rushed towards the golem. However, the magic book elf was one step faster than him.

To the magic book spirit that records all the magic in the world, the Kabbalah Golem has no qualifications to stand in front of her.

It only took three seconds from analysis to cracking. When Spartacus swung his dagger, more than a hundred golems had collapsed and turned into a pool of mud.

The sword hit nothing, and the creepy smile on Spartacus' face froze. He was stunned for a long time before he realized what was going on. Then he continued to move forward on the muddy ground.

Chapter 42: Red and Black War Begins

"Not bad. Even though he's a caster, his abilities aren't bad."

Achilles said frivolously, but the grimoire spirit ignored him and followed Spartacus.

When passing through the mud that the golem had turned into, the magic book elf paused, whispered a spell, and used the magic power of reshaping and controlling the broken golem on the ground before continuing to move forward.

Behind him, scrap metal, rubble and dirt gathered together to form a giant golem that was ten meters tall.

The golem followed the magic book spirit, taking steps forward, making dull sounds.

In the audience hall of the Thousand Worlds Castle, the Black Caster Avisbron was watching the battle of the Red Servant in the forest through the candlelight of the Jewish Menorah. The image was projected on the wall like a movie, and several other masters of the Thousand Worlds Tree Clan also gathered here and watched together.

"teacher."

Roger, the master of the black caster Avisbron, looked at Avisbron with concern.

Because the golems failed so miserably, even the Red Saber would need at least two minutes to defeat more than a hundred golems. However, the golems sent out now would be defeated in a single encounter and even reshaped by the opponent.

"What is the opponent's value?"

"No value!?"

In response to Avisbronn's question, Roger shouted in surprise after investigating.

"Hmm? Indeed, I can't see the stats of that caster."

Hearing this, the Black Lancer's master, Danic, also observed the spellbook spirit, but did not read any values.

At this moment, all the magicians showed expressions of doubt and uncertainty.

It would be fine if Roger couldn't see the caster's values, but even Danic couldn't see any values!

"A treasure that hides its own legend? So it can conceal some parameters?"

Black Archer's Master, Fiore guessed.

"Maybe." Roger said uncertainly, because the Saber who killed him yesterday also had the ability to hide some parameters, but Danic could still see the basic values ​​​​except for the treasure.

Maybe it's a more powerful hidden treasure. It can't be a servant.

"After all, isn't the Red Team too arrogant? They sent Saber to test us yesterday, and today they sent the other five servants. Do they want a decisive battle?" The master of the Black Berserker, Colles, said hesitantly.

"Isn't this perfect? ​​Defeat the Red Team in one fell swoop and end this Holy Grail War." Gold said arrogantly, not taking the Red Team's servants seriously at all.

In an ordinary Holy Grail War, Gold's arrogance was correct.

Black Saber Siegfried, the Noble Phantasm Dragon's Blood Armor, can invalidate physical attacks and magic equivalent to B-level. For attacks above A-level, the defense value equivalent to B-level will be deducted and the damage will be calculated later.

When a Noble Phantasm is used by a genuine Heroic Spirit, the player gains a defense value equivalent to B+. If the player uses the Balmung as a defensive move, the damage will be further reduced.

Coupled with the fantasy greatsword Balmung, unless all the opponents are top-level servants, they will not be able to cause effective damage to Siegfried.

However, in this Holy Grail War, these advantages are useless because the opponent's Lancer Karna and Rider Achilles have immortal treasures that are not inferior to the Blood Armor of the Evil Dragon, and in some aspects, they are even better.

"What Gold said is not wrong. Now the situation of both sides is equal. We even have the advantage of terrain and are more powerful. A direct decisive battle will not have any impact on the final outcome." Danic nodded. Although Gold was arrogant, his words hit the point. Since all the red team members were dispatched, they should also respond with all their strength.

Danic bowed slightly to the Black Lancer Vlad III on the throne and said respectfully: "Lord, it's time to act according to the plan."

"That's right, Danic. Now it's my Servant's turn to step forward."

Black Lancer Vlad III stood up, and his majestic voice echoed in the audience hall.

"Archer, the task of supporting the sniper is now on you. Caster, you are responsible for guiding the golem to control the situation. Rider, you will deal with the opposing caster. Berserker, you will cooperate with the golem to enter the battlefield. Saber, you will attack as the main general."

With just a few words, Vlad III arranged the battle plan.

It was somewhat different from the original plan. After all, it was just a paper plan without even seeing the enemy.

After that, the Servants went into battle as planned. Team after team, thousands of golems also walked out of the castle gate, following the black berserker Frankenstein to attack.

"……Well."

Atalanta sniffed unhappily as she advanced through the forest; the smell of metal and machine oil seemed an unbearable stench to her as she approached the animals.

"what happened?"

"We've been spotted. The Black Servant is approaching this way."

"Three Servants, two to three thousand golems, three hundred meters away."

Archer's perception was much sharper than Rider's, and the magic book elf also cooperated to launch detection magic to find out the specific situation.

"—Let's do it."

"it is good."

The three Servants summoned their own weapons.

Atalanta took out the Sky Bow given by Artemis, Achilles summoned a spear that could be thrown with one hand, and Karna summoned a huge spear that was longer than his height.

"Well then, rider, lancer, caster, I'll retreat first and then support you."

Atalanta retreated immediately after saying this, and dived into the darkness of the forest. Achilles watched her retreat, but although he could feel her presence, he could not tell where she was. If he was a top-notch hunter, it would not be difficult to blend into the forest.

"Okay, let's make some noise."

Then, the three enemy Servants gradually revealed their figures. Accompanying them were densely packed giant golems. Spartacus, who had been charging forward, was blocked by the golems and fought among the golems with his dagger and fists.

Chapter 43: Evaporating Reason

"Three against three? - Screw you, Black Servant, are you looking down on me? If you don't mobilize all your forces, you will have no chance of defeating my Red Rider."

Seeing the number of black Servants, Achilles couldn't help but sneer. He and Gold had the same confidence. With his immortal body, he would not be hurt even if besieged by three Servants.

Frankenstein's growl turned rough at Achilles's wild declaration, and Siegfried raised an eyebrow in displeasure.

Although I know that heroes all have their own pride, this is the first time I have seen such an arrogant hero.

"Listen to this voice, those who are far away! Watch carefully, those who are near! I am Astolfo, one of the twelve warriors under Emperor Charles! Let's fight it out in a fair and square manner!"

Black rider Astolfo paid no attention to Achilles' provocative declaration. He not only shouted out the opening remarks he had designed for himself, but also bluntly said his real name which should be concealed.

In an ordinary Holy Grail War, such a Servant would probably be targeted to death.

"Wow! You're quite impressive."

Achilles' eyes lit up. Although he was sure that Astolfo was no match for him, he admired Astolfo's aura.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm sorry, your opponent is not me. I have to deal with her. She has too much influence on our soldiers."

Astolfo carelessly exposed the Black team's battle plan. He, who possessed A-rank anti-magic power and could even break inherent barriers with his Noble Phantasm, would target the Red team's caster to prevent their own soldiers - the golems - from becoming soldiers of the Red team.

When Astolfo said this, not only the black Servant, but also Achilles and Karna stared at Astolfo in astonishment.

From Astolfo's carefree demeanor, the two could easily tell that Astolfo was not lying.

"Damn it! What the hell is that rider doing? Is he an undercover agent of the Red Team?" Through Siegfried's shared perception, Gold also saw what happened in the forest. He scratched his hair hard and said angrily.

Danic frowned and looked at Astolfo's master, Serenike, with displeasure.

"I'm sorry, Chief. This is Rider's personality. His rationality evaporates. You should know that. There's nothing I can do." Serenike showed a helpless expression and said angrily.

Danic also knew this. He could understand Serenikae, but he could not forgive Astolfo's self-explosion.

In the forest, the battle began.

Siegfried held up the dragon-slaying holy sword Balmung, and Frankenstein raised the hammer wrapped with branch-like electric currents, and rushed towards Karna and Achilles, ready to restrain the two.

Then, with just a face-to-face encounter, Frankenstein was knocked away.

The spear roared and pierced the air, carrying blazing flames. Frankenstein fought back with a hammer wrapped in electric current, but he was no match for Karna's power. Even the treasure in his hand was not as good as Karna's spear.

Although she was knocked away, Frankenstein managed to regain her balance. Every time she groaned in displeasure, the space would be strangely squeezed.

Karna pursued Frankenstein relentlessly. Frankenstein tried to resist but was suppressed.

However, Avisbronn, who was in charge of directing the golems to control the battle situation, did not ignore it.

Among the golems besieging Spartacus, two hundred golems were quickly separated to support Frankenstein and launch an attack on Karna.

The golems were not strong. Although there were many of them, each one could only resist one attack from Karna. The assistance of two hundred golems could only prevent Frankenstein from being defeated so quickly, but it could not reverse the disadvantage.

Siegfried and Achilles were evenly matched, and they clashed fiercely, but neither of them was injured at all, and their attacks were almost ineffective.

Both heroes are immortal, one is conceptually immortal, and cannot cause damage without divinity and divine weapons. The other is to invalidate B-level attacks, and for attacks above A-level, the defense value equivalent to B-level will be deducted and then the damage will be calculated.

Achilles' normal attacks could not reach A-level, and Siegfried had no divinity or divine weapons, so neither could hurt the other, and the battle came to a stalemate.

However, the focus now is not on the battle between Karna and Frankenstein, nor on the battle between Achilles and Siegfried, nor on the siege of Spartacus by the Golem, but on the battle between the Magic Book Spirit and Astolfo. No matter who wins or loses, it will have a great impact on the battle situation.

"Alright, Algaria... let's go! Let her see your power!"

Astolfo rushed out, and even though he was not riding a mount, his sprint was still as fast as lightning.

The magic book elf calmly controlled the giant golem forward and attacked Astolfo with its huge fists.

However, Astolfo dodged the golem's fist with just a flash, and then hit the golem's body with his shining golden lance.

Although Astolfo's attack was weak and Siegfried would not even feel the impact, the golem's huge body rolled lightly on the ground in an unnatural manner that was deceptive.

Astolfo took the opportunity to run out from under the golem, bypassed the fallen golem, and rushed towards the magic book elf.

"Throw fire into the furnace of black gold. The essence of the red wheel emerges from my hands!"

The magic book spirit chanted the words, and the flames turned into a high wall, rising in front of Astolfo.

Astolfo immediately took out a heavy leather-bound book, and his D-level magic resistance instantly rose to A-level, close to the physique of a godslayer. Then he ran headfirst into the wall of fire and passed through it unscathed.

"The light coming from the east, show your mysterious power!"

However, as soon as Astolfo passed through the wall of fire, he was greeted by a blinding light.

This is the grace of light from the holy witch to repel the enemies. It can only serve as a sleight of hand for A-level anti-magic power, but the sleight of hand is what the magic book elf wants.

When Astolfo regained his sight, the magic book elf had disappeared. Fortunately, the black side's master had been observing the battle through magic, and when he discovered this, he immediately told Astolfo the whereabouts of the magic book elf through telepathy.

"Did you get there?"

Astolfo looked towards the depths of the forest, which was the direction Serenika pointed out to him. However, because the masters were focusing on this battlefield, they would not be able to see once they left the battlefield, so they could not find the exact location of the magic book elf for Astolfo.

Chapter 44: The Legion of the Dead