Why fight the Holy Grail War? Let's play cards!

"Fuck, Ai-chan!"

Jiang You only saw a burly man several times his size rushing towards him, swinging a huge iron bar, shouting "Love! Love!" and other incomprehensible words.

Since the aura of Jiang You has been marinated by the ancient gods, even if it is just a little bit, but as a servant of the Berserker class, he has strengthened his intuition while losing his brain, so to Spartacus, Jiang You is simply the highest oppressor.

This person is a Berserker in the true sense of the word. The other EX-level servants who have gone berserker can at least speak on the surface, but this person is the type that cannot hear a single word. Jiang You is willing to say a few more words to other servants, so even though this guy has no grudge against Jiang You, Jiang You still thinks that he might as well just kill him.

Just as Jiang You was debating whether to duel and send this guy away to avoid an explosion, Yao Lan took a step forward. Her petite body formed a stark contrast to the nearly three-meter-tall (basic 221cm, but this guy can expand) Spartacus. However, even with this size difference, Yao Lan's strength was enough to firmly catch the iron rod.

"!"

The extremely shocking scene made Colles open his mouth wide. He really didn't expect that this servant who looked like a child had the strength to wrestle with Berserker.

"Tsk."

Dimlett also knew that the chaotic magic power was actually the manifestation of Jiang You's magic power. He regarded Jiang You as a master like them. Because the master Assassin hired by Qianjieshu family had never appeared, he naturally thought that he was the master who snatched Assassin's position.

"It seems that this magic power is a characteristic of your family. It seems that we have underestimated the heroes of the world."

Dimlett's previous act of throwing himself to the ground made him feel somewhat embarrassed. After a few polite words, he spoke decisively: "My name is Dimlett Pantel. I wonder what family you come from? Your ability to control chaotic magic must be something extraordinary, right?"

Regardless of whether they are enemies or not, most magicians have a certain degree of sense of belonging to their families, and family honor sometimes even takes precedence over life. Dimlett wanted to use this kind of praise to find out information about Jiang You, and most magicians would not refuse.

But Jiang You has no experience at all. His use of magic is still at a stage I can’t imagine. Medea has not yet taught Jiang You how to cast the simplest magic bullet.

At this time, Yao Lan exerted her strength to bounce Spartacus back, and her small body blocked Jiang You!

"I can feel... oppression!"

Spartacus didn't focus his gaze on Yao Lan, who had blocked his attack. As a symbol of resistance, he had a strong intuition about things related to slavery. He could even sense the master-servant contract between Jiang You and Yao Lan. The demand for absolute obedience was more glaring in his eyes than anything else. "Oh, oppressor! Let me embrace you!"

The so-called embrace was a complete murderous act. Spartacus focused all his attention on Jiang You. Perhaps due to excitement, his body had grown a bit larger. His muscular thighs took strides, leaving deep footprints on the ground with each step.

"Berserker!"

Dimlett wanted to recall his Servant, but he hadn't confirmed whether the opponent was an enemy yet. With a powerful enemy lurking, it was best to minimize conflict if necessary. Furthermore, the spirit base of the little girl across from him, suspected to be the Black Assassin, was too large. If a fight broke out, the two Berserkers wouldn't be a match.

But Spartacus didn't listen at all and attacked Jiang You again.

"Suddenly I feel like Minamoto no Raikou is a very talkative person."

Jiang You confirmed that this person was indeed unable to communicate, so he decided to get rid of him. Jiang You could only apologize to Spartacus. He had originally thought of letting these servants stay if possible.

"Yao Lan, this guy has a Noble Phantasm that stores damage as energy. If we can't kill him with one strike, it will be quite dangerous. Is that okay?"

"Inferior life form."

Since Jiang You has spoken, Yao Lan will not hold back on her strength, "We can annihilate them at any time!"

Spartacus's strength was very average to Yaolan. If he used his Noble Phantasm, the battle would be over in an instant.

"In that case!"

Seeing that the other party wanted to kill his servant, Dimlett would certainly not sit still and wait for death. He elbowed Colles beside him to remind him that it was time to start the fight.

"..."

Colles always felt that he was in the wrong. It was Dimlet's Berserker who wanted to attack others, which caused this result. He felt a little guilty for taking action.

"What are you standing there for!?"

Dimlett had already prepared the spell, but he glanced at his teammates and saw that Corles was still standing there in a daze. He was furious. Was this young man really cut out to be a magician? "Are you planning on giving your head away?"

"Uh! Uh!"

But Fran had a different opinion. She grabbed Colles' hand, shook her head repeatedly, and even exerted a little force in the other direction, as if she wanted to escape.

"Hurry up! You magicians from the Thousand Worlds Tree still want to establish an independent magic association?"

Unfortunately, this provocation had no effect on the unambitious Corles. He simply pointed palely at Dimlett's other side, and a black sword pierced Dimlett's hand as he was about to initiate the spell.

"If you move again, I'll burn you to charcoal. Be quiet!"

486

Chapter 486: Don’t let your blood splash on me.

Dimlett looked at the black Jeanne with a look of wonder. "Jeanne's companion? It seems they were enemies from the beginning, but why is it a two-tone color scheme? Shouldn't it be white?"

"I understand this."

Colles breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally felt a bit guilty about attacking Jiang You, but now he could command Fran to attack without any worries. Although it was not normal for the other party to appear here at this time, "Isn't it just the Evil (?) Fall?"

Colles said that this kind of scene is not uncommon in modern times, especially since a saint like Joan of Arc is a perfect fit for the subject matter.

"..."

Because Black Jeanne was not summoned by the Holy Grail, she did not hear what Corles was referring to. Seeing that Dimlett seemed to have other movements, she twisted the hilt of the sword and forced him to half-kneel to avoid having his palm cut.

"Can't you hear me?"

Colles could only order Fran to halt his attack. Dimlett was within Jeanne's grasp. Fran's direct attack wouldn't spare Jeanne's opponent, regardless of whether Dimlett was a match for Fran. Spartacus was already being held back by that little Servant, and they were at a significant disadvantage. They had to ensure their teammates' safety first.

"We understand, Miss Jeanne, don't get excited."

"Don't call me by that idiot's name!"

Black Zhen is ready to cut ties with White Zhen. As an independent being, she cannot always live in the shadow of the true body.

Wasn't it Joan of Arc? Colles asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

For the first time, Dimlett praised the young man in his heart. Knowing his real name would be crucial intelligence. With it, he could launch an effective countermeasure.

"I……"

Black Jeanne looked at her spirit base. Although she still used her original name, it was still different. It was much better than Jiang You calling her Black Jeanne. "Listen up, I am Jeanne Alter, the Dragon Witch consumed by the flames of revenge!"

In short, it has to be distinguished from the original body. The Dragon Witch is so cool.

While he didn't quite understand why it was the Dragon Witch, Corless felt this clarified why this "Joan of Arc" had joined Beast. The Alter represents the other side of the Heroic Spirit, and the vengeful flames likely refer to the historical fact that Joan of Arc was burned at the stake as a witch. Therefore, this Joan of Arc must have been summoned in a half-burned state, as evidenced by the jet-black armor and burn marks on her skin.

"Why are you here just now?"

Suddenly, a voice that was quite familiar to Dimlett and Colles came from behind Jiang You.

"Rider!"

Dimlett was surprised to see that it was his brother's servant, but then his face darkened. He saw Achilles carrying a man out, and that man was Achilles' teacher Chiron.

"Archer, the black team, in this situation... are you guys, losing?"

The answer is obvious. Dimlett just doesn't want to believe it, because Chiron and Achilles are actually much stronger than Spartacus and Frankenstein. Their support speed is not very slow, about ten minutes at most. But from the current situation, Chiron has completely lost his combat power, and the other Archer Atalanta is also missing.

"Yes, I lost."

The gap between them and their opponents was too great, so Achilles openly admitted, "We've been fighting for a while here. If you can, listen to me and stop. There may be some misunderstandings between us."

Achilles' tone was actually somewhat complaining. If reinforcements had arrived sooner, he wouldn't have lost so miserably. He could have spared some men to hold Jason back, allowing him to attack Jiang You directly. While this wouldn't have changed the outcome much, it would have been less ugly.

“Rider, you…”

Dimlett was speechless for a moment. He had never imagined that a great Greek hero would say such depressing words. The harm posed by the Beast was a huge threat to all of humanity, and even the most selfish magician couldn't escape it. Could it be a misunderstanding? "Did you encounter the Beast?"

"It's not Beast's internet problem."

Achilles scratched his face. Tiamat appeared after his failure, and he was not even qualified to meet her.

"That little girl with white hair saw it, I lost to her."

Yao Lan had already used her super-fast speed to cut off Spartacus's weapon-holding arm, but Spartacus showed no sign of abnormality. Instead, he approached Jiang You with excitement. To him, Jiang You was the only enemy, and Yao Lan was also the oppressed party.

"Let's not talk about this for now. If this continues, Berserker will be killed. There's no need for us to fight to the death here. Miss Jeanne, please let him go for now. With his abilities, he can't pose a threat to Jiang You."

Achilles felt somewhat helpless watching this scene. Although he and Spartacus were servants in the same camp, this man's thoughts did not seem to be able to communicate at all, and he was in no condition to stop him.

"Master Berserker, please stop him quickly."

Heizhen thought so too. Although Jiang You looked extremely weak, he was actually on the same level as Tima, or even higher. She might be the weakest one in the team, so why should she worry about Jiang You? So she put away her sword and looked at the Master who seemed to be worried about the outcome with interest.

Dimlett looked troubled. Spartacus would not obey his instructions at all. Only the Command Seals could calm him down, but he was reluctant to use them in the current situation. Whether facing Beast or the decisive battle afterwards, the Command Seals were crucial.

Spartacus, whose arm was broken by Yaolan's attack, grew a little bigger again. His exploded muscles kept squirming, as if some energy was surging underneath.

Jiang You actually wanted to run away. Even if Spartacus' attack could not cause any substantial harm to him, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep well for several days after being hugged by this brother from the front.

At this moment, Tima came out, holding the wild cat-like Atalanta by the scruff of her neck.

"Are there bad kids causing trouble again?"

Seeing the little girl with two legs approach Jiang You, Dimlett's face turned pale. The Beast's spiritual aura was almost suffocating for him, a second-rate magician.

"Rider, are they from Beast's side!?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Achilles thought they had figured it out.

Dimlett had thought it was a misunderstanding, believing that Black Jeanne wasn't on Beast's side, given their completely different personalities and colors. But now that he saw the real one, he knew he had no choice. He decisively raised his arm: "I command with the Command Seals, Berserker, activate your Noble Phantasm! I command again with the Command Seals, Berserker, activate your Noble Phantasm with all your strength!"

"Hahahahaha, comrade, I admit that you are my comrade!"

Spartacus, who hated the master-servant relationship, acknowledged his Master for the first time. "Then let us show the oppressors the love they deserve! Ahahahahahahaha! With love! With love! [Roar of the Wounded Beast]!"

487

Chapter 2 Why is it P color scheme again?

Roar of the Wounded Beast, this Noble Phantasm converts accumulated damage into magic power and stores it in its body, which can be unleashed all at once when necessary.

But in fact, Spartacus has not suffered much damage now, and it is not the best time to release the Noble Phantasm. However, Dimlett does not have much choice. Now that the Beast has appeared, if he hesitates any longer, he may not even have a chance to escape.

The explosion will affect a large area, and smoke and dust will cover the area in a short time. This is his only chance to escape.

Spartacus's burst was still considerable. The magic power provided by the Command Seals was poured out at once. Almost all of Spartacus's strength, except for his durability, was in this. As both were A-level Noble Phantasms, the violent explosion was almost as powerful as Atalanta's after going berserk. The towering trees were once again devastated.

Black Zhen, who was in charge of intercepting the Master, subconsciously made a defensive move and began to retreat. Her defensive ability was not that strong. If she was caught in an explosion of this magnitude, she would be seriously injured even if she didn't die.

Just as Dimlett had predicted, Black Zhen had given them a chance to escape. He grabbed Colles and prepared to run. This kid's Berserker still had some fighting power, and he couldn't leave him behind while Frankenstein was still around.

The next second, the sound waves from the clear singing voice pierced through the smoke and dust, leaving no one harmed in the explosion. Even Achilles, caught in the blast, stared at his hands in disbelief. Although he had seen Jason ignore his attacks before, the experience was completely different. The added effect of Jason's Noble Phantasm was probably even more effective than his own Small World Shield.

"Ahem, really..."

Tima coughed twice. Even if Jiang You didn't use his treasure to cover her, she wouldn't be hurt by this kind of attack.

"I'm sorry to have startled you."

Yao Lan stood in front of Jiang You the moment Spartacus released his treasure. She originally wanted to use her normal treasure to kill the opponent with one blow, but unfortunately she didn't have time to do it.

"This is your slave. I've failed in my duty. You can punish me as you please."

"It's not a big deal."

Jiang You's current physical strength wasn't strong enough to be carried away by a single explosion. He looked at Spartacus, who had shrunk after releasing his Noble Phantasm. Although he was only two meters tall due to the depletion of his magic power, the insane sense of oppression still existed. He even smiled at Jiang You, "Send him back quickly. He must be targeting me."

"Destroy the oppressors with my love!"

Spartacus is still unyielding towards Jiang You. This is what EX-level frenzy is like. He only cares about his own opinions.

"Master-servant relationships are unnecessary. Everyone is equal! No one can be anyone else's slave! Rebellion, the rebellion is about to begin!"

"That's not something you can talk about!"

Jiang You's face turned green when he heard this. If he continued talking like this, it would not just be a matter of fighting.

"Yao Lan, please!"

"I understand."

Yao Lan nodded her little head. "To make up for my mistake, I will work even harder. One strike, and it's over in an instant. Cut through the sword skills, and begin. Connect with the unknown pure lake light!"

"You don't have to work so hard to this extent."

Jiang You still didn't quite understand what Yao Lan was referring to, so he replied casually.

The blue sword light split Spartacus's body. With his arm lost and his Noble Phantasm already fully unleashed, he had little remaining combat power, completely powerless against a foe of Yaoran's caliber. Berserker, the Red Team's opponent, was simply eliminated. Although the original game's exit was also quite abrupt.

"Pure Lake Light? Lancelot?"

Achilles had no reaction to Spartacus's departure. They weren't very familiar with each other, and Spartacus was completely unable to communicate. He couldn't force a fight against an enemy like Jiang You, as he couldn't defeat him. So, he focused his attention on the Servant who had almost single-handedly defeated them all. He was quite curious about Yao Lan's identity.

"Hey, hey, hey, no way, the legendary Knight of the Round Table is a little girl? In that case, King Arthur wouldn't be a woman too, right?"

"Although the process was wrong, the result was fine."