Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

Crimson lightning flashed

Without any prior consultation with her Master, Mordred could only pour all her energy into the attack that followed.

The magic was being drawn in, and the lightning that illuminated the night sky was so conspicuous.

If she continues to play normally like this, her chances of winning are very slim.

This guy, who's nominally a "Caster," is way too strong in melee combat compared to her, a Saber.

"Oh oh oh!!!"

Mordred raised the greatsword and roared as he slashed it forward like a lightsaber.

"Rebel against my magnificent father!!"

Unleashing its strongest Noble Phantasm, crimson lightning surged forward.

"Hey!"

"interesting."

Seeing this, Natsu laughed instead. He stood sideways, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and then moved his arm back a little.

Then, waiting for the approaching lightning, he threw that punch forward.

"The Flame Dragon King's Crushing Fist!"

One could faintly see the phantom of a dragon roaring.

The crimson flames devoured the lightning and retaliated, the impact causing the ground to tremble, demonstrating its immense power.

"!"

"hateful!!"

Blurryly watching the suppressed "wave," Mordred was unable to support his body and knelt on one knee.

(This is bad. - Consciousness)

The large amount of magic she had used in one go, combined with her previous injuries, left her in a daze.

If we don't dodge this attack, it will be very dangerous given the opponent's ability to specialize in attacking "dragons".

She instinctively wanted to contact her Master, but before she could, she slumped forward weakly.

We can't just give up here.

She swore she would go back to the time of the king's election and pull out that sword!

But even as I was thinking this, my body betrayed me and started to collapse.

"?"

In that hazy, blurred vision, before she lost consciousness, she vaguely saw a familiar figure and that shining holy sword.

"Father?"

Chapter 250, 248: Those who are not tough enough should sit at the same table!

(Oh, I must be hallucinating.)

(I even had the illusion that my father was in front of me)

(hateful.)

While unconscious, Mordred even made a self-deprecating remark.

"what!"

The holy sword stood in front, but showed no sign of slowing the spread of the flames.

Artoria also realized that her opponent was no ordinary person.

This raging flame, when facing itself, even shows signs of becoming increasingly vigorous.

A phantom light flickered before him, and the emerging "sheath" isolated him from everything around him.

A distant paradise (Avalon)!

That was the scabbard bearing the name of Fairy Land, the sword of Excalibur.

It is also Artoria's strongest defensive Noble Phantasm.

"what?!"

The flames were instantly deflected back, and Natsu was startled by what he saw.

"Uoooohhhh!"

He didn't expect the flames to be thrown back, so he wasn't able to dodge them immediately.

It fully withstood the attacks it had launched earlier.

Fortunately, Natsu himself isn't very afraid of fire. It's just that the so-called "Dragon Slayer" special attack is a bit dangerous.

"so close."

When the flames died down, Natsu wiped the marks off his face and turned to look ahead.

His powerful physique allowed him to withstand the attack without serious injury, and at that moment he also saw the other person blocking his way, wielding the holy sword.

"Ok?"

"Has someone been replaced?"

The somewhat similar face didn't bother Natsu; he simply assumed the other person was also a Servant of the Red Team.

"Can you remain so composed even after enduring your own attack?"

Artoria frowned as she looked at Natsu's expression.

They have already realized that the opponent has a special attack buff against "Dragon" type attacks.

If she hadn't used "Avalon," even if she had used the power of the Holy Sword to fight back, it would have been in vain.

This war, as expected, has summoned some troublesome enemies.

Achieving a simple victory and fulfilling one's wishes is indeed not such an easy thing.

Although it was just a trivial desire, Artoria was willing to give it a try since she was chosen.

Looking back at the familiar face lying on the ground, Artoria never expected to encounter her "knight" here.

Mordred, one of the Knights of the Round Table, is known for his rebellious nature.

She was the one who personally killed her "son" back then.

But the other person had already fainted, and now was not the time to reminisce about the past.

But at that moment, Mordred's figure vanished.

(Was she taken away by her Master?)

Realizing this, she didn't dwell on the details.

"You smell like a dragon too."

"And it was even thicker than when she was lying on the ground."

"The smells are also quite similar."

Natsu sniffed and sensed a similar aura from the person in front of him.

dragon!

Another Servant with "dragon" characteristics.

Unexpectedly, due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, I encountered these things one after another after arriving in this world.

"The black Caster?"

"Then let's settle this once and for all!"

"Hey, that's interesting."

Hearing the other person's words, Natsu stretched his shoulders and didn't think about what had happened before.

In battle, he doesn't care about the origins of his opponent.

If they are opponents on opposing sides, then all you need to do is defeat them.

(It's still unknown how the battles will unfold in other locations.)

(But hopefully Archer can at least eliminate one enemy with his so-called Noble Phantasm.)

They sensed four magical fluctuations not far away.

The earth frequently tears and shakes.

"Clap!"

Natsu had already started running, while Artoria, carrying the Holy Sword in one hand, charged forward to meet him.

"call!"