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Vlad III's gloomy gaze paused for a moment, and he said with displeasure, "Do you intend to take it all?"

When it comes to drawing hatred, Rother is absolutely unparalleled.

Yes, he did it on purpose...

moment.

Amidst the surging magical energy and the trembling of the forest, several Servants clashed.

Mozart and Marianne, two native Servants, each blocked a vampire Servant.

"Don't even think about it——!"

Mashu glared angrily and, wielding her cross shield, blocked Martha's charge towards Gudako.

C has the advantage over D in terms of muscle strength!

next moment.

Martha easily blocked the cross shield with a simple lift of her cross, and then blasted a punch through the air into Mash's abdomen.

boom.

The air exploded, but Mashu remained motionless, while a burst of energy, as sharp as a spear, shot out from behind her.

Martha slowly withdrew her fist and calmly said, "The outcome of a battle isn't determined by parameters for Heroic Spirits."

Mashu clutched her abdomen and slowly knelt down, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"How is that possible... Your strength is at least A, no, it should be A+."

Her durability is A-level. She might not be strong, but she's definitely durable. You must have filled in the stats randomly, right?

Martha's eye twitched, and she gave a forced smile: "Adal, a beautiful girl wouldn't have that much strength."

Obviously.

Of the three enemy Servants, this saintess, who clearly maintained a certain degree of rationality, is the strongest.

Fortunately, Mashu delayed her for a moment, and the other saintess carrying the flagpole rushed up as well.

Three beautiful girls fighting, and they're all incredibly hot girls... This is so exciting!

Rosser stared intently.

It's not about admiring the bounce of useless fat, but mainly about weak humans looking up to and learning from the martial arts of heroic spirits.

Yes, it is like that!

"Stop messing around, you bastard. Leave the Servants to Mash and Jeanne. Do you have any confidence in the Sky Dragon? Show us what you're going to use for exorcism."

Gudako had no time for jokes; every bit of fighting power was precious now. She said seriously:

"Although it is not a true dragon species, its parameters are above those of ordinary Servants, and its defense is extremely strong. The red ones can spew flames at thousands of degrees, and the green ones can spew venom... Even for me, it is somewhat troublesome."

Rother: "......."

Good grief, all that text at the beginning, just to show off at the end, huh?

"How many can you handle?"

"Two heads would be fine! Three heads could barely hold on, but four heads would probably get injured, after all, the surrounding army of the dead is no pushover."

Gudako activated her Mystic Code, a whirlwind rippled out, and she said heavily.

There were at least twenty flying dragons overhead.

"Then I'll be stronger."

Rother gestured a universe on his fingertips: "I can take down everyone here by myself, including the dragon servants."

Gudako: "......."

She rolled her eyes, and circuits of enhancement magic lit up her limbs, instantly making her body far stronger than the Demon Muscular Rin.

"I entrust my back to you. At least until the Servants have decided who is the victor, let's stop the dragon together. Please."

To entrust one's back to someone you've just met—perhaps that's the charm of Gudako's personality.

Without hesitation, she charged forward, sweeping her long legs across the two skeleton soldiers, shattering them, and then turned to penetrate even deeper...

"Next, use this."

Rosser tossed the two Desert Eagles over, raising an eyebrow. "You know how to use them, right?"

"Of course I'll use it, I'm a Master."

While brutally beating the pitiful skeleton soldier, Gudako took the weapon and asked curiously, "But what are you using?"

"I'm fine with anything."

"Don't joke around, you..."

Gudako's voice abruptly stopped.

Roser pulled an RPG rocket launcher from behind his back and, to her bewildered gaze, slung it over his shoulder.

"It's modern society now, who still uses old-fashioned magic tricks? We all use big stuff now."

A series of magical arrays lit up, with red, purple, and multicolored lights stacked out from the tips of the bullets, creating a dazzling display that stretched far outwards.

He drained all the magic power from hundreds of meters away, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

moment.

Thick white smoke and blue mist billowed out, and crimson tail flames tore through the night. In an instant, it transformed into a meteorite, trailing a long, incandescent tail as it rose into the sky. Then, under the automatic correction of the spirit particle calculation system, it transformed into a comet and descended from the sky, piercing like a sharp sword into the densest point of the surging, black tide of the dead army.

The next moment.

"boom--!!!"

A point of light burst forth, rapidly expanding, silently devouring thousands of skeleton soldiers and zombies like a gaping crimson maw.

Then came a deafening explosion, tearing apart nearly a hundred meters of forest in an instant. In the extreme heat, rotting flesh evaporated, pale bones turned charred black, and suddenly shattered into countless dust particles.

The mushroom cloud shot into the sky, rising hundreds of meters high and tumbling and blooming, like a giant beast soaring through the air.

The circular shockwave swept across the surrounding skeleton soldiers as if harvesting wheat, spreading wildly in all directions with earth-shattering force.

Then a fierce wind swept through, lifting the dead within a mile into the air and tearing them apart under centrifugal force, their flesh rotting. Skulls, ribs, arm bones... fell from the sky like raindrops.

"This... is what you mean by 'whatever'?"

Gudako stared blankly at the hollow center of the forest, which looked as if some savage beast had gnawed at it, and the destructive hell that had turned into flowing lava.

This attack wiped out at least tens of thousands of dead and left around 20,000 incapacitated.

It can be said that the army of the dead was decimated in an instant.

Stop talking about her.

The other Servants involved in the battle were all stunned for a moment.

Who has unlocked the military-scale Noble Phantasm?

No, it seems to be on the scale of a city, considering that towns in ancient times were only so small. (This doesn't necessarily refer to the nature of the Noble Phantasm, since sometimes Noble Phantasms targeting armies have a larger scope than those targeting cities.)

Then.....

They stared at the RPG emitting white smoke in Rosser's hand, lost in thought.

Are human-made weapons really that powerful?

These skeletons and zombies are monsters that have been resurrected on the ground by a curse. They are made of steel and are extremely strong. Unless they unleash their Noble Phantasms, even Servants would have to kill them one by one.

"Tsk..."

Rosser pouted, somewhat dissatisfied.

That's nothing. Over there, even a random magic grenade would be far more powerful than this.

There's no way to stop it; Gaia's suppressive force simply won't let it in.

Even the slightest abnormality or the most disruptive technique triggers a reaction from the restraints, like a cat with its fur standing on end, baring its teeth and searching everywhere...

In fact, even he was disguised and infiltrated by causality.

Something like [Pretender] – a servant who wears the persona of another, a fraudster who weaves a fabricated identity.

Naturally, one cannot use power that exceeds one's status, such as magic strength beyond the limits of this world.

Yes, it has actually been changed to legitimate magic runes and arrays from this world.

but.....

He tossed aside the launcher and, in front of everyone, pulled out another RPG from behind his back and fired it at the gradually gathering army of the dead.

In an instant, a blinding light burst forth, tearing apart thousands of zombie remains.

The mushroom cloud once again carried the remains of countless skeletal and zombie soldiers into the sky, accompanied by strong winds. However, this time the density of the undead army was much lower, and the results were less than half.

Whatever, if you won't let me increase the intensity, I'll just stack up the quantity! Boom boom boom—!

Rosser pulled another gun from behind his back and pulled the trigger...

The mushroom cloud rose into the sky continuously, like someone who had just eaten a chewing gum stick.

The vampire assassin then shouted anxiously, "Kill him first!"

Their Noble Phantasms can't be used consecutively, so...

Is this guy connected to another dimension by his butt?

If he continues killing, the entire army of the dead will be wiped out.

Unfortunately, it was just the two of them.

Martha acted as if she hadn't heard anything, seriously fighting with a rookie Mash and a Jeanne who had become a rookie herself.

The mighty Rider and the Shieldbearer took turns exchanging punches.

Although he completely overpowered them, leaving the two girls bruised and battered, questioning their existence.

Each time was fraught with danger, but he never got defeated, making it all incredibly exciting.

Yes, just like in a martial arts movie, the fighting was really exciting.

The Christian saint Martha seemed to have completely forgotten that she was actually a summoner, capable of summoning the pinnacle of the fantasy species—the dragon Tarasque.

However, the dragons obeyed and began to circle wildly in the sky, accelerating before swooping down like falling meteors.

Only when they are hundreds of meters away from the ground can they be clearly seen that although these dragons are not dragon species, they are all giant beasts with wingspans of more than 20 or 30 meters, covered with thick dragon scales, tough and cold, with strong muscles, like small mountains of steel.

"Don't think about it!"

The silver-haired girl, Marianne, desperately resisted the bloodthirsty older sister, Camilla's, breakout attempt. Finally, with a resolute determination, she unleashed a powerful burst of magical light, causing a beautiful, pure lily to bloom: "Bloom brilliantly, continue dancing..."

Noble Phantasm Unleashed—

Amidst the flowing, dreamlike magic of seven colors, lilies bloomed across the night sky, and a translucent unicorn lifted the silver-haired girl: "...May the glory of the Lily Crown endure forever!"

"I've reserved your blood. Let my Iron Maiden squeeze you dry!"

The vampire sadist older woman grabbed the brass coffin behind her and slammed it down, unleashing a surge of crimson, surging magic: "Everything is within the illusion, but the girl is inside this box..."

The night sky was dim, and the brass coffin carved with the Virgin Mary suddenly expanded to the height of more than ten stories. Its abdomen opened, revealing a dense array of steel nails stained with dried blood. It unleashed an immense suction force, enveloping the several Servants in the sky.

The Noble Phantasm is released.

"Fantasy Iron Maiden—!"

"So you really wanted to kill me too?"

Vlad III sneered, his body swelled, his head deformed, and sharp fangs grew, transforming him into a ferocious blood-sucking monster: "The legacy of blood—"

Then his body suddenly disintegrated into a cloud of black mist, and he escaped from the steel virgin.

I'm outta here, those crazy women...

"Listen to this demonic voice, a requiem for death."

no doubt.

Mozart also unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

Simultaneously.

Amidst the swirling petals, Marianne, riding her unicorn, transformed into a pure and dreamlike stream of light to fiercely confront the Iron Maiden.