You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"friendly?"

"Yeah, after all, it just wants to kill you for meat, and its appearance is more acceptable to others."

"You are right, senior. Compared to the densely packed insects, the stinking ghouls, the deformed and cruel new humans, and the slimy tentacle monsters, the Warcraft is really pretty good."

"As expected, the tentacle monster is the most unacceptable." Ritsuka said with disgust, "And the Demon Pillar, it has eyes all over its body, it's the most disgusting."

Mashu nodded: "It's better to deal with robots, stone statues, monsters and other enemies. Tentacles and slime are definitely not good!"

"But then again, if it was Abi-chan's tentacle, I could still -"

"senior!"

"Um, sorry, please forget it." Ritsuka scratched his head sheepishly.

Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, her eyes slightly confused.

Unconsciously, she had straightened her back and was looking at these two girls with sweet looks but extremely complicated experiences in awe.

"May I ask who you two are?"

“Oh, we are from…”

Chaldea, soul particle transfer, human nature burning, Demon King, singularity... an unknown door slowly opens like Joan of Arc.

As Ritsuka slowly spoke, more unfamiliar information appeared in Jeanne's mind out of nowhere, just like the knowledge instilled by the Holy Grail, allowing her to gradually understand everything.

"So that's it..."

Ritsuka only gave a brief and clear outline, but Jeanne already understood the whole story.

Currently, the "Incineration of Humanity" has ended and the world is gradually returning to normal, but just like the whirlpool left on the sea after a ship sinks, the legacy of the Demon King still has an impact in multiple world lines. Chaldea calls it a subspecies singularity.

As the last Master of Humanity, Fujimaru Ritsuka's main mission at this stage is to repair the subspecies singularity.

As for the "Holy Grail War" that took place in Tuliface, it does not belong to these subspecies singularities, and has nothing to do with the Demon Pillar. Instead, it deviated from the original historical process due to certain unexpected factors.

According to Chaldea (normal version), this is a small singularity that was "naturally formed". Fortunately, it has only just begun to get out of control and has not developed into more serious consequences. It should not be difficult to repair.

“What a shame!”

After understanding the whole story, Jeanne's face was slightly hot: "As the judge of the Holy Grail War, I failed to control the situation and let it develop into a singularity... Fortunately, with your help, I can definitely correct the possibility of this mistake!"

"We thought so too," Mash smiled sweetly, "and we are so lucky to meet Miss Jeanne at the beginning this time!"

If it were any other servant, the Chaldea duo would have to be wary of whether the other party was an "undercover agent". After all, many blackened servants are the creators of singularities themselves, and some with bad personalities like to play Infernal Affairs games with the Master.

But Joan of Arc can be trusted!

First of all, this holy girl does not have any "blackened" or "reversed" side, and she always stands on the same side as Chaldea.

Secondly, her half-sister Jeanne d'Arc, although she looks the same as her, will not play the undercover game - it's so funny, the Jeanne d'Arc people don't have that many tricks!

"I need to confirm... this is indeed the 'Holy Grail War', right? Are all the Servants summoned by the Holy Grail?"

"Of course." Jeanne said as a matter of course, "There are too many Servants, so they are divided into two camps to fight against each other."

"As long as they are all 'normal servants'~"

Ritsuka heaved a sigh of relief: "Chaldea is running low on power right now. If we really encounter an overly unusual monster, I can't come up with a very luxurious lineup... Well, we can also try to contact the local servants.

Miss Jeanne, what is the current situation like?"

"This is quite complicated." Joan of Arc organized her thoughts and briefly described the background of the Red and Black War, as well as the current situation of confrontation between the two sides.

"No wonder it got out of control..." Mashu said with emotion, "It's not the first time we've participated in the Holy Grail War, but it's rare to have fifteen initial Servants."

"It's challenging! Anyway, let's proceed with 'Servant Summoning' as usual!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up energetically, Mashu nodded vigorously, and the two looked at Jeanne.

"Ms. Jeanne, we are going to find the nearest spiritual vein node and build a magic circle to summon the servants of Chaldea. Could you please accompany us?"

If it was an RPG game, there should be a notification here saying "Someone sent a request to form a team". Jeanne d'Arc had never played the game, but that didn't stop her from feeling the goodwill of Ritsuka and the others, and she agreed immediately.

only……

"The spiritual vein nodes may not be easy to find."

Jeanne explained to the two, "Because the Yamata no Orochi that descended a few days ago disturbed the earth veins, and now it is being squeezed by Medea through the Greater Holy Grail, it is difficult to find stable nodes in the wild."

"Yaki... eh?"

Ritsuka was born in the Far East, so he was naturally familiar with this name.

“No, what’s going on… Aren’t they talking about small singularities? Will Yamata-no-Orochi also appear in the Holy Grail War?”

"Oh, don't worry about that. The Yamata-no-Orochi has been defeated by the heroes." Joan of Arc quickly comforted.

Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the local servants are quite powerful. They can even defeat the Yamata no Orochi... Well, it must have cost a lot, right?"

"It was indeed very hard. If Susanoo hadn't descended from heaven, it would definitely not have been so easy to kill Yagi."

"...Huh? Susanoo...Susanoo?"

Li Xiang's eyelids twitched and he immediately pursed his lips.

"I knew that profiteer was unreliable. What does 'repairing a small singularity by the way' mean?"

Chapter 142: I'm just a weak berserker

The sparkling sea under the moonlight reflects the gorgeous starry sky. Reality and illusion merge into one on the horizon at the end, making it difficult to distinguish which side is the brilliant starry sky and which side is the illusion.

The waves gently caressed the white and tender feet, swallowing up the footprints left behind one by one like a glutton. The moist night breeze swept across the slightly cold sea, chasing the woman walking on the beach.

The silver hair, lonelier than the moonlight, swayed slightly in the wind with the childish steps. The white and smooth calves were covered with mud and sand, which were quickly washed away by the tide, leaving only a slight itchy touch.

The girl seemed to be in a very good mood, humming a song that the boy had never heard before, which floated far away with the wind. The melody that should have been happy became soft and delicate, like a sad mermaid singing on the reef...

Iori stood on the beach a little further away. He had no awareness of being a mythical hero at all. He squatted on the ground without any image, not caring about the cool feeling under his body.

He was waiting for Sera in boredom. Although he had enjoyed watching her at first, he now began to miss the warm bed and the delicious French meal.

His handsome face had no expression until an acquaintance came and then he showed a slight movement.

The green spots of light like summer fireflies gathered together to reveal a petite and slender yet wildly beautiful body. The skirt that should have symbolized a lady gave off a feeling of military uniform on her.

"Why did you take so long to find me, Atalanta?"

"It's because you guys are running around everywhere."

The female hunter walked up to Iori with dissatisfaction and asked condescendingly: "Things have developed to this point. It would be fine if you didn't step up to save the situation, but you actually took a woman out to travel around?"

"You make it sound like it's all my fault."

Iori looked at the sea quietly: "As you can see, I am just an ordinary servant, not even a noble upper third rider, just a weakest [berserker]. How can I take care of such a big thing?"

"...Are you serious?"

Atalanta's tone became stern. "I was willing to be your accomplice because I was moved by your promise. I thought that by cooperating with you, children all over the world could be free from pain and disaster... Now, are you going to give up on yourself?"

A longbow appeared in her hand, and the huntress didn't give him any room to explain.

"If that's the case, then I can only obey the priest's orders and become your enemy."

"Did Amakusa Shiro send you to hunt me and Sera?" Iori asked with interest, not frightened by Atalanta.

The female hunter hesitated for a moment, and said unwillingly: "No, it's just tracking. He specifically told me not to use force, just keep an eye on your movements."

"What a cautious guy. He probably guessed that Sera 'possessed' the Lesser Holy Grail." Iori smiled nonchalantly.

"But he can rest assured. I have no intention of causing any trouble. In the current situation where two major forces are confronting each other, one or two servants can't change anything."

Hearing this, Atalanta frowned and looked at Iori in confusion: "Why has your aura... declined so much?"

Only then did she realize that Iori's spiritual strength seemed to be slightly weaker than when they first met, not to mention when he killed the Yamata no Orochi.

This is so unreasonable!

After Iori killed the snake, the servants were able to guess his real name. Even top servants like Karna and King Arthur were quite afraid of him. So even though his alliance with Mordred was weak, the Red and Black factions had no intention of attacking them, so as not to push them to the opposite side.

As a god who "descended from heaven to become a human", even if he appeared in the world with an ordinary spiritual base, his strength is definitely superior to that of ordinary servants, but this... although it is not weak, it has completely lost its original might.

Atalanta thought for a moment, then said with some regret: "I didn't expect the price of killing the Yamata no Orochi would be so high... I'm afraid it must have burned up half of my spiritual power, right?"

"That's about right." Iori nodded.

With two strokes of the Command Seals and the addition of the Mana plundered from the enemy, and then the burning of part of the spiritual base, he successfully channeled the divinity of Susanoo and killed Ibuki and Yaki with the EX-level anti-world Noble Phantasm [World Sword: Ame Murasaki].

To use the words of a famous work, he had already "burned down to ashes" by then.

"I'm sorry, Archer." Iori said disheartenedly, "Right now, I just want to protect the Master until the Holy Grail War is over. I am powerless to do anything else."

"...If this is your choice, then I can only accept it. After all, no one would have thought that Shuten would do something like that, which indirectly ruined our plan. There is nothing we can do about it."

Atalanta seemed convinced, and after one last look at Iori, she turned and left.

"I do not believe!"

A swift figure flashed by, and Atalanta used the arrow as a dagger to stab Iori, while the black-haired boy turned his head in astonishment - a helpless smile appeared in his eyes.

Wow!

Chains materialized from auras shot out from the void, locking Atalanta's limbs and torso like spears, making her unable to move forward or backward like a fish caught in a fishing net, and the agile huntswoman was unable to dodge.

"A spell targeting spirits?"

Atalanta was not in a panic. At the moment when the chain was about to wrap around her and completely bind her, her tough and slender waist twisted and turned. Her body was even more flexible than that of a wild cat, and she "drilled" out of the gap at an incredible angle.

"You really are hiding something!"

The female hunter sensed clearly that the magic power contained in the chain was not something that a weak servant could release in an instant!

Just when she was excitedly preparing to force Iori further, the smile on the boy's face suddenly disappeared, and he stood up seriously, looking intently at the calm and beautiful sea.

Atalanta slowed down her movements belatedly, and the next moment she felt a powerful magical power that was no weaker than that of her servants emerging from the deep sea!

"This is?"

boom!

Hundreds of tons of sea water rushed up into the sky and then fell, revealing white jade scales, a slender figure, and a pair of vertical pupils as red as berries.

"Yama no Orochi!"

Atalanta was shocked, but quickly calmed down, keenly aware of the difference between the two.

First of all, although this white snake is very large, it is quite different from Yaqi, and it only has one head.

Secondly, in terms of magic power level, Yaqi has surpassed the limit of the servant's spiritual base and reached the level of a god, while this giant snake... can probably only be compared to a divine beast.

Very strong, but not despairing.

But why is there a mythical beast with an aura similar to that of the Yamata-no-Orochi appearing in this sea area?

"Berserker... could it be you?" Atalanta looked at Iori and murmured, "You have been traveling around during this period, are you looking for this?"

Iori did not answer her, but stared at the white jade snake seriously. Sera also stopped, the surging waves submerged her calves, the majestic aura of the beast almost made her breathless, but there was a faint smile on her pale face.

"Roar!!!"

"…Go ahead, berserker."

Zheng!

Atalanta's pupils suddenly shrank. With her dynamic vision, she did not even notice when Iori left. With just a blink of an eye, the black-haired boy leaped into the air, like a dragon or snake riding on the mist, flying across the sea. The sword in his hand left faint ripples of water vapor in the air, blurring the moonlight and adding a touch of beauty to the night sky.

"Eight--"

"hold head high!!!"

The scarlet vertical pupils were fixed on Iori, and the giant snake let out a frenzied roar, releasing a huge suction force from its huge mouth in an attempt to swallow Iori.

Instead of dodging or resisting, Iori flew towards the snake's head. At the moment when he was about to be pierced by the fangs, a thick iron pillar appeared out of thin air and he kicked it hard into the snake's mouth.

"—!"

The dull sound of the collision was mixed with the painful roar of the big snake, but Iori suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared right above the big snake, with the Ame-kun in his hand entangled by lightning and water mist at the same time, and then it gathered into a brilliant light and suddenly released -

[Yakita's Raging Waves]!

In a trance, it seemed as if the shadow of an eight-headed giant snake flashed across Iori's body, and the magic sword in his hand was like the mouth of a giant beast ready to devour its prey, and it swung down and swept across the white jade body of the beast almost at the same time!

"hold head high--"

The snake froze, its scarlet eyes slowly dimmed, and when the sword-wielding boy landed on the sea, the snake's head fell like a ripe fruit, and naturally broke into large and small pieces...

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!