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

Jiang You breathed a sigh of relief after watching Spartacus leave the stage. This guy was of average strength, but he was too crazy. There was no way to resolve the situation peacefully when he targeted him, and he even said very dangerous things.

"Huh? The Knights of the Round Table are...is that so?"

Most of the time, the Greek servants, whose gender matches the original text, expressed great shock.

"I have it here too, King Arthur. You'll know when the time comes."

Jiang You looked at the Master of the Berserker team and found that he had already run away, so he looked at Hei Zhen with a look of disgust (intentionally).

"Ms. Heizhen, can't you even keep an eye on two second-rate magicians?"

"right……"

This behavior was indeed somewhat embarrassing. Hei Zhen had barely managed to utter a single word of apology when she came to her senses. She decided she couldn't lose in terms of momentum. "No, who knows what the effect of your Noble Phantasm is! Have you ever explained it to me? If I had to tell you, I would have just roasted them and there wouldn't have been so much trouble. You must keep them here!"

Jiang You couldn't help laughing. If he really asked Hei Zhen to burn them to death, Hei Zhen would probably just talk about it. Apart from being a bit fierce, he was actually quite easy to talk to if there was no conflict.

"You guy!"

"Well, Heel, could you please bring those two back?"

Yao Lan said she could bring the two back in no time, but Jiang You refused. He felt that it was a bit unreasonable to let Yao Lan do everything. Yao Lan was too enthusiastic now, so enthusiastic that Jiang You even suspected that he had summoned the wrong person.

"Come on, although I won't fight you for the time being, we are still on that side, right?"

Achilles pointed at himself and the teacher on his body, "Save some face for us."

“…No!”

Jiang You said, "Who told you to attack without knowing right or wrong?" "If you don't agree, it's not impossible. Tamiao, go and bring those two guys back."

"You really like giving people nicknames, don't you?"

Heizhen rolled her eyes, but she could tell who was being referred to. She felt that she should give this guy with no sense of boundaries a nickname, the uglier the better.

Before Colles had run for two minutes, he found a gray-black servant blocking their way.

"Archer!?"

Dimlett breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was his Servant. But he soon noticed something was amiss. "Why is it also a 2P color scheme?"

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Chapter 488: Joan of Arc is going to be unemployed.

"Archer, you..."

Just as Dimlett was about to step forward to ask for help, he discovered that the Berserker of Corles showed obvious hostility. Atalanta, dominated by wildness, obviously did not know what it meant to hide murderous intent, and she pounced directly at Frankenstein.

Fran also raised his copper hammer [Girl's Chastity] to fight back. The copper hammer wrapped with high-voltage electric current continuously emitted radiating green lightning in all directions, making it impossible for Atalanta, who was unarmed, to approach easily.

"Archer rebelled?"

Dimlett quickly realized something was amiss. "I see. She's been given a considerable degree of frenzy. She's more like a Berserker than an Archer. Without Rottweil here, I'm afraid no one can stop her. And she's clearly coming for us. She probably possesses a considerable degree of mind control... This makes things even more difficult."

Corles's face darkened. He looked anxiously at his Servants. Jeanne, Atalanta, too, had both turned black and sided with one another. Wasn't this a scene of depravity? Could his own Servants become like this too?!

Fran was actually a third-rate Servant, barely reaching second-rate status after the Berserk boost. Even with her sanity and reduced skills, Atalanta still managed to suppress her with her fighting instincts. The fight didn't last long before Fran fell into a disadvantage. Atalanta dodged the copper hammer's electrical currents with every strike, leaving scars on Fran between her attacks.

Fran knew she had no chance of victory if she continued like this, and with her Master giving no orders to release her Noble Phantasm, she activated her unique innate skill, Overload. Born from electricity, her body was powered by it, so as long as the output current was increased beyond the safe capacity, both her physical stats and her Noble Phantasm would be boosted accordingly. Theoretically, if her body could withstand it, she could improve indefinitely.

Fran began to transform the magic power stored in his heart into electric current. Fine green electric current began to flow through Fran's body. For a while, the value that Fran could exert continued to increase.

However, with Flanders' endurance, unlimited was impossible. As long as she could still move, a 30% increase was almost the limit. Even so, she still felt a considerable amount of pain.

"Uh-ah!!"

Fran's sudden acceleration caught Atalanta off guard and she was knocked flying.

Atalanta quickly adjusted her posture in mid-air and landed deftly on the ground. The electric current, which would have been lethal to an ordinary person, made Atalanta's hair stand on end. The pain made her arch her back like a Spinosaurus, and she continued to emit threatening noises from the air.

Colles raised his Command Seals, hesitant about whether to allow Fran to unleash his Noble Phantasm (the Noble Phantasm was actually the Bronze Hammer Maiden's Chastity, with Thunder Tree being a derivative skill). As Fran's Master, he understood that this skill wasn't very powerful at its normal state. While it was quite powerful for most magi, it was quite lowly for a Heroic Spirit. It would have no effect on Archer, who possessed only D Magic Resistance.

However, if the limiter were to be released to unleash a B-rank or higher anti-military power, Fran would cease to function completely, effectively killing him. This was difficult for him to accept. Firstly, they had already lost a significant number of Servants, resulting in a significant loss of combat power, making them even more vulnerable to Beast attacks. Secondly, he wasn't a traditional magus and couldn't use Fran as a tool.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Dimlett saw Colles display his Command Seals and immediately understood what Colles was planning to do. He didn't know the specific effects of Fran's Noble Phantasm, but even if he did, it probably wouldn't change much.

"If you don't release your Noble Phantasm, we'll all be stuck here together!"

Colles gritted his teeth. He really had no choice now. If he delayed a little longer, the enemy's support should be arriving.

"Berserker, I'm sorry, I..."

Just when Colles was about to do the same thing as the original, someone made the choice for him.

Atalanta's Noble Phantasm was released again.

On the allied side, everyone except Berserker had gained the ability to cast their own Noble Phantasms thanks to Amakusa's persuasion, though most only possessed enough mana to cast them once. However, after drinking the "blood of the gods," Atalanta's mana was fully restored, even overflowing, allowing her to cast more than three Noble Phantasms in a row.

Purple arrows burst out from Atalanta's body and poured towards the surrounding targets like missiles.

"It's over now."

Dimlett and Colles came to the same conclusion. Magicians like them were not without defensive props, but facing the A-level Noble Phantasms of servants, they were nothing but a drop in the ocean and could not do much.

Black arrows filled a large area of ​​space, and then the raging magic power collapsed and caused a violent explosion, destroying all the trees in the forest once again!

Colles felt as if he had lost all his senses in an instant, and then the buzzing sound echoed in his ear canal, making him completely unaware of the surrounding situation.

"Death... is this what it feels like?"

Colles had never imagined his life would end so hastily. The Holy Grail War was truly a dangerous ritual, and he had never intended to participate in it in the first place. However, he didn't have many regrets.

"I'm sorry, sister, I can't go on with you... I hope you can win... No, no matter what the outcome, you must survive."

"What are you doing here giving your final words? You're such a wimp and you're still trying to imitate others in the Holy Grail War. Get up now! You've lost so badly and you're still trying to run away. What a disgrace!"

A voice that he had just heard a few minutes ago suddenly broke through the buzzing sound and entered his ears. Colles opened his eyes and saw that it was indeed the Joan of Arc in black.

"This thing is quite useful. It's almost as good as that idiot's Noble Phantasm."

Black Zhen looked around at the envelope in her hand. This thing could provide one-time invincibility, which was quite similar to the effect of White Zhen's Noble Phantasm, except that it didn't last as long. Moreover, this thing was said to be truly invincible, unlike her white self, whose Noble Phantasm had a small chance of being penetrated.

"Duel...what is that?"

Only then did Colles realize that there seemed to be something extra in his mind.

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Chapter 489: Anyone holding a gun is a Lancer!

"Anyway, it's just playing cards. Treat people like cards. Do you understand?"

It's a bit too much to ask Black Jeanne to describe it. Even if you ignore the issue of vocabulary, she has only seen a duel once and has never tried it herself, and that duel ended very hastily.

Atalanta, whose attack failed, also roared threateningly at Black Jeanne. She was more or less hostile to everyone on Jiang You's side except Jiang You. It would be better to say that except for Jiang You who could provide magic power, her biological instinct would make her attack all creatures that approached her.

"What a stupid beast! Have you forgotten what your master said? How can you be so shameless as to bring back a corpse?"

The meaning behind the invitation letter from Black Jeanne was obvious, but unfortunately, the beast-like Atalanta was simply too straightforward.

"And you three, you still want to run away, right? I won't let you get away again this time!"

Dimlett, seizing the opportunity, truly thought so. Even after being pointed out, he couldn't pretend he hadn't heard. He raised his arm, intending to expend the last of his Command Seals. He hadn't released all of them at once before because he had to deal with other emergencies. However, he soon discovered that his Command Seals had dissipated, leaving only a faint outline. This meant that his Berserker had been completely defeated, which was completely beyond his expectations. "Surprisingly, so fast!?"

He did intend to sacrifice Spartacus to give himself a chance to escape, as it was the best option. Spartacus was relatively weak in attack, but his endurance was much higher than that of ordinary servants. The opponent's attack surface was a bit too strong. Was it Beast who made the move?

Just as his mind was racing, his palm was once again targeted by the black sword. Hei Zhen thought he was going to release magic again and pierce his palm like before.

It turned out that a second-rate magician like Dimlett was too slow for Black Jeanne. Dimlett only paused for a moment, and the tip of the sword had already touched his hand. Now the piercing wound was about to change from a "one" shape to a "cross" shape.

Then, to everyone's surprise, Black Zhen's attack stopped abruptly and failed to pierce Dimlet's palm.

"Duel, I agree to a duel!"

Dimlett's reaction was relatively quick, and he decisively agreed to this Noble Phantasm-like device. The knowledge of dueling had already sunk into his mind, and he realized he was no match for Jeanne d'Arc. This Noble Phantasm, which relied on personal information as a means of combat, actually gave him an opportunity to resist. He felt that even if his opponent was Jeanne d'Arc, she was merely a powerful familiar. Even if the Pantel family was marginalized, they had a legacy of over a hundred years and some heritage. How could this village girl be compared to them?

"With my family's honor at stake, I will never lose!"

"That's a bit of courage."

In fact, Heizhen has wanted to play with this thing for a long time, but Jiang You has never given her the chance. Now she wants to take a good look at what her deck is.

"I'll just give you a little bit of a thumbs-up. If you lose too quickly and can't satisfy me, I'll burn you to charcoal!"

Dimlite LP 4000.

Jeanne d'Arc Alter LP 4000.

"You should worry about yourself!"

Anyone can boast. Dimlett anxiously looked in the direction Black Jeanne was pursuing him. He had no idea how long the duel would last, but he knew other enemies were likely following. He tried to leave the main battle area, but was indeed blocked by an invisible barrier. He immediately formed a strategy: another one, now was the time to escape. Regardless of whether he would be caught or not, if he could win, he could give the other party a buffer period, at least increasing his chances of survival. "Thousand World Tree, if you don't want to die, run!"

But Colles's attention was not on this at all. He looked at the unfolding duel space, and memories from long ago suddenly flooded back to him. He realized that the memory was not a dream: "I... I have seen this treasure!"

"Have you seen this Noble Phantasm?"

Although I don't understand where Colles has seen something like this, I would rather not miss the free information.

"Tell me quickly, you don't want to face them alone!"

"I only know that the things this thing summons are real people. I've been summoned before. At that time, they were also dueling with cards between masters. They seemed to be discussing the future. I was only summoned for one round before being sent back."

Corles recalled the situation. "But one thing is certain: the creature summoned by this card isn't a fictional being. We can use it to convey a message, just like Beast possesses a similarly depraved (?) skill."

"So what exactly is evil (?) and fall?"

Dimlett, who was far away from modern society, said he didn't understand at all. If the situation wasn't urgent, he would have asked a long time ago.

Colles's face flushed. As a young man full of vigor and vitality, he had absorbed too much unnecessary knowledge. "In short, it allows the Servant to reverse the ability to Alter. That's what it means!"

"I understand. In that case, I'll take the first step!"

Dimlet picked up the rules faster than Blackjewel. "First, I Normal Summon myself!"

【Dimlet Pantel】

Caster 2 stars, attack power 800.

"And the Pantel brothers never fight alone. My own effect, when this card is Special Summoned, can be activated to Special Summon another [Pantel] Servant from the Deck. The one I will summon is, of course, my brother, [Shabiku Pantel]."

【Shabikupantel】

Caster 2 stars, attack power 800.

"!!"

Xia Biku, who was still within the range of the Sky Garden (not yet airborne), suddenly found that the scene in his field of vision had changed, which immediately made him alert.

"Is it an illusion magic? But why can't I feel any magic power at all?"

"My brother, I summoned you."

Dimlett confirmed at first sight that this was his real brother. Twins usually have a subtle telepathy.

"This is a special space created by a Servant's Noble Phantasm. Now we've encountered the Beast. I strongly suspect that its previous disappearance was a trap. Jeanne isn't the only one helping her."

"Beast showed up again?"

Xia Biku nodded. Beast's sudden disappearance was an inexplicable result, and his sudden appearance was also reasonable.

"Do you need me to summon Rider?"

Xia Biku showed his command seals. As a combined twin, they were closer than ordinary magician brothers. From their titles, it could be seen that they should have the effect of a combined skill.

"Rider has been defeated."

Dimlett shook his head. "There's no way to determine why the other side isn't killing him. There's a high probability that he'll be transformed into a Servant like Jeanne d'Arc. Archer on our side has already been affected. If necessary, you need to use the Command Spell to make him commit suicide!"

Achilles shuddered, unconsciously glancing at his spear. It was incredibly sharp. He felt he had a pretty good lancer aptitude, but he didn't know why he suddenly had this misconception.

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Chapter 490: "Dragon Witch"

"In that case, we must end the battle quickly!"

Dimlett waved his hand: "My own effect, when there are brothers on the field, all [Pantel] servants' attack power increases by 800 points!"

【Dimlight】Attack power 800→1600