Their commission was suspicious.

“If you had a spear that suited you, I would definitely lose to you in terms of spearmanship alone,” Diarmuid sighed.

But you didn't.

“But you can’t beat me now.” Chen Luo curled his lip.

“That’s right. It’s not just that I can’t beat you. If I give you more time, and once you get used to the rhythm of my dual pistols, I will definitely lose. I don’t deny that. In terms of gun skill, I am inferior to you.” Diarmuid readily admitted this.

"I never expected to encounter such a formidable Heroic Spirit in my very first battle, someone who wields a spear just like me, but whose skill surpasses mine. This is the wonder of the Holy Grail War," Diarmuid exclaimed.

Although Diarmuid was saddened to lose to the Magician in gunplay as Lancer, he felt more excited when facing a formidable opponent.

"That's enough of the game, Lancer." Suddenly, a clear voice echoed across the dock.

Morgan, who was standing not far behind Chen Luo, suddenly looked in one direction, his right hand itching to act.

When Morgan arrived at the dock with Chen Luo and Diarmuid, he sensed that the idlers here had dispelled the barrier. The moment the other party's Master spoke, Morgan locked onto them.

This is the power of a god-level magician combined with a Lostbelt master.

Morgan was debating whether to throw a Holy Lance in that direction.

Not to brag, but if Morgan fired that shot, even if the opponent was a Servant, they would be dead.

However, remembering Chen Luo's suggestion to minimize the number of Servants leaving the stage before the Holy Grail is fully evolved, Morgan temporarily suppressed his impulse.

"Lancer, don't let the battle drag on any longer. This Caster is a formidable enemy. Take him down quickly. For this, I grant you permission to use your Noble Phantasm," Kenneth's voice continued.

"Understood, my lord." Diarmuid smiled confidently.

At the same time, Dirumdo also looked at the bandages wrapped around Chen Luo's right arm.

During the battle, Diarmuid noticed that Chen Luo was intentionally or unintentionally defending his right arm, thus avoiding any damage.

Diarmuid has reason to believe that the bandage is one of the opponent's Noble Phantasms. When the bandage is wrapped around the opponent's arm, it may increase the opponent's attributes, or even the opponent's superb marksmanship may come from the bandage.

This might be the reason why the other party is a caster; it's highly likely that it's their magic.

Unfortunately, Diarmuid's red spear is called the Crimson Rose of Spellbreaker, which has the effect of dispelling all magic.

The effect is even better when the opponent is a Heroic Spirit, since in a sense, Servants themselves are made of magical energy.

This wave...

This wave is my natural counter to Caster right in front of me.

Diarmuid threw the yellow pistol in his left hand to the ground and held the red spear in both hands.

With a thought from Diarmuid, the strip of cloth covered in runes that had been wrapped around the red spear instantly vanished, turning into magic.

"Caster, your weakness is that bandage, right? You'd better watch out from here on out." Diarmuid wore a confident smile as he felt the effect of his Noble Phantasm.

"..." Chen Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing Diarmuid's words.

"You want to attack my bandages?" Chen Luo asked incredulously.

Why did you attack my bandages?

What did my bandages ever do to you?

Do you know that if my bandages are torn and my Command Seals are exposed, revealing my Master identity, I'll lose 400 Primogems?

"As expected, your bandages are your weakness." After seeing Chen Luo's expression now, Diarmuid was even more certain of his earlier guess.

In this way, the advantage will be entirely in your own hands.

Disrupting magic effects is something my Red Rose, the antidote, excels at.

Therefore, they would not hesitate to trade injuries for injuries.

"...Let's make a deal. You don't attack my bandages, and I won't use my Noble Phantasm against you, okay?" Chen Luo tried to negotiate.

“Caster, don’t show such incompetence and cowardice. It will only make me despise you.” Diarmuid’s smile vanished as he coldly stared at Chen Luo.

"...Fine, you asked for this."

Honestly, Chen Luo had never seen anyone so eager to die in his life.

Seeing Chen Luo's unfriendly tone, Dirumdo also got into a fighting stance, ready for battle.

Chen Luo changed his dual-wielding of the spear to a single-handed grip, and even altered the way he held it.

Diarmuid was taken aback when he saw Chen Luo's actions.

The way the other person was holding the gun didn't look like they were going to fight with it; it looked more like they were going to throw it away.

But the next moment, Diarmuid had no time to care about that, because an extremely deadly sense of crisis had appeared in Diarmuid's heart.

The source of this sense of crisis...

“I swear…to become a shooting star, Gungnir.”

What was originally just a blood-red spear in Chen Luo's hand, Gungnir, instantly swelled into a terrifyingly powerful magical force after Chen Luo released it. Under the influence of the magical force, the already long Gungnir expanded even further.

"The Great God's Declaration? Gungnir!"

But the moment Diarmuid was shocked, a blood-red meteor streaked across his eyes.

Chapter 634 How can the Sword God of the Void lose when he smashes his face?

"Pfft!" The blood-red spear flashed like a meteor, instantly piercing through Diarmuid's body.

Diarmuid immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Diarmuid's spear fell limply to the side of his opponent.

"By command of the Command Spell, Lancer, return to my side."

Lancer, who had been helplessly clutching his wound but unable to stop the bleeding, vanished from Chen Luo's sight in an instant.

"Hmm, he should be able to survive, after all, he deliberately avoided the opponent's heart and head," Chen Luo whispered as he watched Diarmuid disappear from sight.

Chen Luo just used Gungnir to pierce Diarmuid's right chest, and he even deliberately controlled the power of Gungnir, leaving only a hole about 5 centimeters in diameter in the opponent's right chest.

While such injuries could be fatal to an ordinary person, a Servant can continue fighting as long as their core is not fatally damaged.

Well, besides attacking the spirit core directly, attacking the head and heart, two weak points, can also cause fatal damage.

In addition, most emergency rescues can be performed using healing magic.

Even if healing magic doesn't work, there are still Command Seals, right?

If you used a Command Seal at the time, you could use another Command Seal to heal it.

Anyway, the other side definitely won't back down, so that's fine.

Of course, such a serious injury, though not fatal, will undoubtedly weaken the opponent's spirit core, which may cause the opponent's health bar to drop slightly.

In gaming terms, attacking any part of the body except the spirit, heart, and head will reduce the health bar.

However, if the attack hits the soul core's heart or head, it will result in instant death.

Although Chen Luo has three slots for the death of his Servants, using them here would be a waste.

However, if possible, Chen Luo would prefer that these Servants die by his own hand.

After all, Chen Luoke hadn't forgotten herself; if she killed the opponent, she might even get some loot.

The most classic examples are defeating Yvette and getting the War Domain, and defeating Oser and getting the Sea God's Power.

Speaking of the War Domain, Yvette mentioned that although she might have lost items, she could still use it after resurrecting. *Boom!*

Lancer's injuries weren't fatal, but his opponent seemed to be keeping quiet for a few hours, and he probably wouldn't be out fighting tonight.

"Alright, come out. I can already feel your chilling battle aura." The blood-red spear reappeared in Chen Luo's hand, its tip pointing directly in a certain direction of the dock.

Gungnir is a weapon that returns to the user's hand after being thrown. Chen Luo didn't use much force just now, so Gungnir wasn't damaged and can still be used.

Lancer brought Chen Luo and the others to this dock. Perhaps before they arrived, a special barrier had already been set up to disperse the idlers, making it their base.

In the original story, King Arthur and Artoria were wandering on the nearby beach with Irisviel when they sensed Diarmuid's presence and came here.

Chen Luo and Diarmuid are practically at each other's throats now, so it's normal that the other side could sense them and came to help.

Or perhaps the other party arrived two minutes ago and should have already seen Chen Luo's Noble Phantasm.

Of course, Chen Luo didn't care.

It's like saying that once you know it's Gungnir, you have a way to stop it.

"This clear fighting spirit... you must be Saber, right?" Following the direction of Chen Luo's spear, two figures slowly walked towards Chen Luo from the opposite side.

“Exactly.” Artoria, dressed in a suit, walked slowly over, followed by Irisviel.

Artoria blocked Irisviel's path, seemingly highly wary of Chen Luo's attack.

It was impossible for them not to come out, because the two of them hadn't planned to hide when they first arrived, and now they were starting to regret it.

Who would have thought that what the other party was holding was the God's Declaration Gungnir?

If I knew, how could I possibly appear in front of the other person?

"If I hadn't seen Lancer leave just now, I would have really thought you were Lancer." Artoria said as she walked towards them, a gust of wind surging around her.

An armored foot stepped on the edge of the raging wind. As the wind subsided, Artoria, clad in full armor, appeared before Chen Luo.

Artoria, your ahoge (cowlick) is fluttering in the wind, looking extremely alluring.

"After seeing my attack just now, you still dare to appear in front of me? Aren't you afraid that your Master will be stabbed to death by me? I think Lancer's Master was quite smart just now, at least he knew not to expose himself to me." Chen Luo held the blood-red spear and idly twirled the shaft.

Seeing Chen Luo's actions, Artoria immediately held up her transparent longsword, which was swirling in the wind and obscuring her figure, and blocked Irisviel's path.

"It's useless. You heard the name of my Noble Phantasm just now, right? Do you think Gungnir, the spear that always hits, can be blocked? So it's completely useless to block it in front of your own Master. I really admire you for daring to appear in front of me."

"..." To be honest, the Saber King now regrets appearing in front of Chen Luo.

Because the Gungnir in Chen Luo's possession was indeed a very outrageous thing.

A sure-fire shot.

In a sense, this thing is more convenient for dealing with Masters than with Servants.

After all, Servants might be able to avoid vital points and then quickly heal themselves thanks to the special properties of their bodies, but if a human Master were to be stabbed by this thing, whether it's in the stomach or somewhere else, they would definitely die, right?

After all, even if a human is hit in a non-vital area by an AK, they could die, let alone Gungnir.

But Saber is now helpless and can only move closer to Irisviel, preparing to take the bullet for her at any time.

“But you don’t need to be so nervous. To defeat another Heroic Spirit by resorting to such despicable means as killing the Master is something we would never deign to do. And it just so happens that I have met a Master who understands me very well, so he doesn’t force me to do anything I don’t want to do.” Chen Luo said as he crushed Gungnir.

Chen Luo also collected Gungnir's magic after it shattered.

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Chen Luo's actions.

At the same time, Artoria felt a pang of envy towards her.

Artoria looked at Chen Luo's Master, who was also standing behind her Servant.

It was a woman who looked to be about the same height as me. Although she was wearing a hood to hide her figure, her frame was hard to conceal.

Or perhaps the other person is a teenager who hasn't grown up yet.

It seems like the other person's Master and the other person have a very good relationship.

Although Artoria always felt that the other person was acting strangely.

It's not that the other person's behavior is strange, but rather that my feelings towards them are strange.

Artoria couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange about it.

But no matter what, it is indeed a wonderful thing to meet a Master who understands you.

At least in this less-than-ideal Holy Grail War, it's a positive thing.

Although Irisviel, the acting Master behind him, was not bad either, his true Master...

They probably don't get along very well with me.

Saber, who has not yet experienced the ideological persecution of Kiritsugu Emiya, has not yet come to understand the wickedness of society.

"I have two wishes for participating in this Holy Grail War. One is to obtain the Holy Grail, and the second is to use the weapons that each of you Servants excels at to utterly defeat you. And my first wish has already been fulfilled, so..."

"Saber, do you want me to use an Eastern sword or a Western greatsword?" Chen Luo asked, clenching his fist.

"Choices can be very important sometimes. A bad choice can lead to death, just like that unlucky Lancer from earlier. If the opponent hadn't chosen to use their Noble Phantasm, the fight might have lasted a little longer."

"Master, you won't object, will you?" Perhaps feeling he was being too free, Chen Luo casually asked Morgan.