Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

Giant arrows as thick as a human forearm and stone bullets as big as a human head began to symbolize the anger of mankind and launched a counterattack against Morgan's army.

"Humph, you're just being clever."

Faced with the counterattack of ballistae and catapults.

Morgan, who didn't even bring siege equipment and led his army straight to attack the camp, had a look of obvious disdain on his face.

If this were a war among ordinary people, the weapons of the servant Artoria, which were far beyond this era, might really play a decisive role.

But...the war going on now is in the Age of Gods, and it involves beings like Servants!

He raised his hand and erected a huge magic shield in front of the army, which was several thousand meters wide and nearly a hundred meters high.

Then Morgan, with a scornful smile on his face, completely solved the servant Altria's little trick with a wave of his hand.

"Mordred, Gawain, Gareth, you go ahead."

As dark red runes lit up on the foreheads of the three servants.

No matter how unwilling the three of them were to fight for their 'mother' Morgan, no matter how much they didn't want to face off against their king's swords.

But under Morgan's command and the control of the runes, the bodies of the three of them moved unconsciously.

The three legendary knights galloped out on their horses, heading straight for the camp's wall built of logs.

In the solemn expression of the servant Altria, and in Morgan’s excited smile.

In just a blink of an eye, an entire section of the city wall was blown into the air by the impact of the three Knights of the Round Table.

Looking at the gap in the city wall created by his three 'children', Morgan, who held the giant magic shield against the wall so that the crossbows and stone bullets could not even fly out of the wall, waved his hand and directly issued an order for the entire army to attack.

A red light flashed under the helmets of each artificial knight.

Then, the magic power began to flow in the runes all over the body, and the artificial knights, releasing a strange dark red light, began to attack one after another.

"Sorry Roman, I have to attack..."

Seeing the situation was about to collapse, the Servant Artoria, who was now the only one who could save the battlefield, did not choose to attack directly, but opened the communication with Chaldea. After Roman said this with a wry smile on his face in the Servant communication.

He drew out the sword of promised victory and jumped straight off the watchtower.

140. Altria fights with full firepower and 'carries a nuclear power plant'

Inside Chaldea's control room.

Looking at the hung up communication in front of him, Roman, who was leading the Chaldean personnel to analyze various intelligence and data in the destiny point and provide various information assistance to the team heading to the destiny point, had a bitter look on his face.

It seemed as if if the Servant Altria took action, it would cause unprecedentedly serious consequences to Chaldea.

"Everyone, get ready. Artoria is preparing to fight."

In fact, this is exactly the case. The servant Altria, who has been with Marisbili for so many years, has also participated in the construction of Chaldea and has gradually become highly bound to Chaldea. She is no longer the simple servant she used to be.

"Received, Commander~! All units, please note that Chaldea is about to enter energy-saving mode... I repeat, Chaldea is about to enter energy-saving mode..."

He put his feet on the ground and took a deep breath of air.

Then she listened intently to her own heartbeat which began to accelerate. The Dragon Factor boiled over, and a large amount of magic power was converted from the Servant Altria's breathing. Then she burst out with a huge amount of magic power that was enough to attract the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

Such a huge amount of magic power naturally cannot be converted by the servant Altria alone, and it is even more impossible to be provided by any magician.

The terrifying magic power that the Servant Altria unleashed at this moment originated from Chaldea.

It can be said that as the servant Altria used all her strength, at this moment at least 90% of Chaldea's magic power was transferred to her through some special contract.

You have to know that the source of Chaldea's magic power at this time is a nuclear power plant located in France.

In other words, the servant Artoria at this time is basically equivalent to carrying a large nuclear power plant.

With nearly infinite magic power, how can we use it to maximize its utilization?

Naturally, the magic power was released.

With the huge amount of magic power being continuously released by the Servant Artoria, she strengthens herself and her weapons.

If a servant reads the panel of Servant Altria at this time, he will undoubtedly be frightened.

At this moment, the servant Artoria's lowest basic attribute is A+.

With a bang, the entire ground seemed to be bombed by a howitzer, and in an instant it shattered into a pile of fragments that were blown into the sky.

Then, the servant Artoria, who had stomped on the ground and created such a horrifying scene, came like an arrow from a bow, and instantly arrived in front of the three Knights of the Round Table who were constantly killing soldiers, and wielded the holy sword that had been extended by several meters due to the huge amount of magic power attached to it.

The holy sword, which looked like it was burning with golden flames, swept across with a loud bang.

Even the three Knights of the Round Table took a fighting stance the moment the Servant Altria attacked, and at the same time used their own weapons to block the holy sword wielded by the Servant Altria.

However, the next second, the servant Altria, who was now "unparalleled in strength", burst out with such amazing power that she actually chopped Gawain, Mordred, and Gareth away together.

His feet plowed furrows in the ground.

Gao Wen, who had finally managed to stabilize his body with the help of the ground, didn't have time to make the next move.

The Servant Altria, with an expressionless face and surrounded by golden magic, appeared in front of Gawain again.

With a loud bang, Gawain flew out like a tattered doll, and then hit a large number of android knights like a cannonball.

After dealing with Gawain, the servant Altria immediately turned her attention to Mordred, whose threat was second only to Gawain.

Under normal circumstances, facing the look in his father's eyes, Mordred would probably be overjoyed even if he was now his father's enemy.

However, now, facing the gaze of the Servant Altria, Mordred couldn't help but shudder.

There is no way, the current Servant Altria looks really too scary.

Now she doesn't look like the noble Saint King at all, but more like a giant dragon that wants to tear the enemy apart.

The performance of the servant Altria can be seen clearly.

Even Morgan was surprised by her amazing magic power.

Although the magic power unleashed by the servant Altria is far less than that of Morgan who controls the entire Britain.

But being able to continuously release this level of magic power is still very remarkable.

"...With this level of magic power, could it be that Merlin has already found the Holy Grail?"

Morgan, who still believes that the Servant Artoria was summoned by Merlin for revenge, saw that the Servant he summoned was as powerless as a child in front of the Servant Artoria.

Morgan sneered, then activated the power of the island, and with the help of the contract channel between him and his servants, he sent this power of Britain into the bodies of Gawain, Mordred, and Gareth.

If the Servant Artoria bursts out with huge magical power, she is now like a torch on the battlefield.

Then with Morgan's move, three more bright torches appeared on the battlefield.

Gawain, feeling the unprecedented abundance of magic power in his body and his wounds healing rapidly, did not feel happy about becoming stronger. Instead, he showed a helpless and somewhat painful expression.

"My king...please forgive me."

Gawain, Mordred, and Gareth, who were forced by Morgan to fight the Servant Altria, naturally would not be happy with Morgan's support.

After all, they didn't want to fight their king at all.

But the reality forced them to fight against the king with swords.

The sun's scorching heat began to appear on the battlefield, and the red thunder once again rebelled against her father. The violent girl was like a wolf hunting for prey...

Faced with the three servants who were strengthened by Morgan and driven by dark red runes, they began to fight against him with all their strength, even though the servant Altria had been strengthened many times by Marisbili and Roman over the years.

But in a short period of time, she was suppressed by the three of them.

As the Servant Altria fell silent, she faced the swarming army of android knights and fairies.

The defenders in the camp soon found themselves in a precarious situation.

However, at this moment, just when the human rebels were about to be pushed into despair.

Ravens flying in the sky and Servants running at full speed on the ground appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

"Tristan!"

Lancelot, who was running in front of the group, holding the Lake of No Regrets and with an angry look on his face, saw the besieged servant Artoria.

Tristan's name was called out immediately.

"Roger that, sir!"

He holds a harp-shaped bow in his hand, draws the bow and puts an arrow on it.

Then, several arrows wrapped in emerald green flew straight towards Gawain, Mordred, and Gareth as if they were impossible to dodge....

141: Merlin's sneak attack, Merlin vs Morgan

Couldn't help but frown.

Looking at several Knights of the Round Table who suddenly broke into the battlefield from the left, Morgan, who could tell at a glance that they were servants, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

However, before Morgan could figure out the answer, a breath suddenly appeared above her head, interrupting her thoughts.

A raven flew over Morgan's head, followed by countless pink petals.

In a split second, Merlin transformed from a raven back into human form, and he drew the holy sword from his sleeve. Holding the sword in one hand and the staff in the other, he smashed it directly at Morgan under him.

He turned his body sideways cleanly and neatly, avoiding Merlin's sword that fell from the sky.

However, the next second, Morgan, who witnessed the true appearance of the holy sword in Merlin's hand, quickly avoided the magic power that erupted from the holy sword and was blasted away.

There was no intention of stopping to say hello, nor was there any formality like the normal etiquette between magicians before a fight.

Merlin caught Morgan off guard, then chased after the flying Morgan, wielding a sword and a staff like a berserker.

He summoned his own staff to block Merlin's holy sword and staff from chopping at him.

"Merlin~!"

Morgan, who was caught off guard by Merlin and now looks a little disheveled, with even his black veil flying away, is definitely a good hand in close combat.

Although he was tricked because of the sneak attack.

But in fact, Morgan, who was just a little embarrassed and not hurt, immediately began his counterattack.

If Merlin is a berserker with a sword in one hand and a cane in the other.

Morgan is a dancer who appears to be extremely gorgeous, but is actually very capable of performing unexpected acts.

At first glance, the two seem to be evenly matched in close combat.

However, Merlin still holds the sword of sworn victory, while Morgan has lost Rhongomyniad.

Although the staff Morgan is holding now is not an ordinary object, it is still much inferior to the sharpness of the Sword of Promised Victory.

As the fight progressed, both sides began to incorporate magic into close combat.

Merlin had chopped Morgan's staff into countless pieces.

Morgan felt the awkwardness of the magic power on the staff and was caught off guard by Merlin's sneak attack. Then he fell into a rage and finally reacted.

I was tricked by Merlin again.

He took a glance and saw the Knights of the Round Table and their follower Artoria fighting in a group.

Morgan knew that he could not take back the power of the island that he had divided, otherwise his servants would be defeated.

Looking at the pink petals falling in front of him, Morgan mobilized all the remaining power of the island, and then threw the useless staff in his hand at Merlin like a spear.

"Merlin, do you think you can win just because you are missing a piece of ceremonial clothing?"

Purple magic bullets shot out from Morgan's open hands like raindrops. Morgan, who had no intention of competing with Merlin in close combat, began to accumulate magical light in his other hand.

Morgan released countless magic bullets to suppress him while he began to accumulate the performance of another magic.

Merlin just slowly smashed his staff into the ground, and then countless flowers began to bloom under Merlin's feet and then began to spread around.

After launching his own magic field, Merlin still seemed to have not given up the plan to oppress Morgan through close combat. Then he grasped the Sword of Promised Victory with both hands and began to charge at Morgan as a swordsman.

"The formation of the battlefield, adding an illusion field... it's really a meaningless routine."

It was not known whether Morgan sensed danger from Merlin, or whether Morgan had already recovered from the embarrassment of being ambushed.

Morgan stared at Merlin as he charged, then calmed down again with an expression as cold as ice. After mocking Merlin with disdain, he raised his hand that had just accumulated magic.