Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

"OO ...

At this moment, two golden figures had already run to the bottom of Oda Nobunaga in the hail of bullets.

"Father!" Mordred looked at Artoria.

"Let me rely on your strength, Sir Mordred." Artoria no longer hesitated. She looked into Mordred's eyes, and the holy sword in her hand shone brightly.

Mordred also smiled with relief, red lightning exploded all over her body, and violent magic power gathered in her hands.

The two men raised their swords at the same time and looked at the figure standing proudly in the sky.

Oda Nobunaga didn't look at them, but there seemed to be a twisted smile on his face.

Holiness and tyranny shine at the same time. The two kinds of magic seem to be unrelated, but the two people standing side by side seem to have merged into one.

"The Sword of Promised Victory!"

"Rebellion against my magnificent father!"

The two men swung their swords in the same direction at the same time.

Two beams of light pierced the sky simultaneously, like anti-aircraft missiles launching a counterattack against fighter jets.

The golden and red lights intertwined together, and the destructive power was like the chopsticks of the gods, tearing the entire sky apart with their own hands.

Oda Nobunaga turned her head as if she had just realized something, then she raised her hand and waved.

The air in front of her was suddenly torn open, and the combined light cannons penetrated into it as if they could not stop.

Then, a hole appeared in the sky above Alexander's army, as if the sky had opened its eyes. Light cannons interwoven with gold and red fell from the sky and smashed into the army.

The earth was shaking and even the air was twisting. It seemed that the entire inherent barrier was shaken by the terrible magical power.

But Iskandar didn't care about that. He rode on his horse with his cloak flying behind him.

Then, the horse's hooves seemed to step onto a staircase and flew into the sky.

Iskandar suddenly had an illusion and recalled his favorite Greek hero, the famous Achilles.

The hero rode a Pegasus, defeated one incredible enemy after another, and finally died as fate would have it.

And now, isn’t Iskandar, who is charging towards the Demon King in the sky, also a Pegasus hero?

However, just as Iskandar approached Oda Nobunaga, he suddenly froze, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices unconsciously.

"You can't fly anymore, right?" Oda Nobunaga crossed his arms, watching the struggling King of Conquerors. "This is the world of Mara, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. Those who enter this world with divine power will gradually collapse under the world's malice."

Oda Nobunaga's title of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King came from her harshness towards the gods and Buddhas, and the Noble Phantasm that evolved from this was naturally also a natural enemy of divinity.

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136. True Damage

It's right in front of us!

Iskandar raised the knife in his hand, holding the thunder in his hand, and threw it at Oda Nobunaga's head with all his strength.

He drained away all his magic power, and his body, which was already withering under the suppression of the inherent barrier, disintegrated even faster.

Oda Nobunaga also grasped the musket beside him, raised it and aimed it at the King of Conquerors' eyebrows.

The three thousand muskets arranged in tight rows around stopped covering the ground army with firepower, and like a colony of ants returning to their nest, they gathered around Oda Nobunaga at the same time, with the three thousand muzzles pointed at the same person.

"Bo Xun transforms into the Great Demon King of the Three Thousand Worlds!"

She gathered her magic power into this shot, and countless oppressive bullets were ready to be fired.

"Ah!"

Explosions shook the sky, fireworks bloomed high in the sky, and thunder and pouring magic power exchanged positions like scales.

The red clouds were torn apart like a rift valley by the tearing power of magic, thunder flashed in the sky, and sparks fell to the earth like raindrops.

The people on the ground couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their faces. The whole world was shaking, as if the angry sea god had caused an earthquake that was powerful enough to sink the world.

The magical power that exceeded the upper limit of the inherent barrier stirred the foundation of this temporary world. Everyone could feel it, and the fierce wind slapped their eyes.

They tried to look up, trying to see the outcome of the duel in the sky, but the world seemed to be distorted as the earth and sky shook. They tried their best to open their eyes, but all they could see was light pollution and rising particles.

In Ryudo Temple, Waver covered his nose and stood in front of the burning gate.

Lanis on the side seemed to have thought of something and seemed to feel a little regretful. The mercury maid beside her swung out her arm, turned it into a whip and lashed at the flames on the door of Liudong Temple.

However, it didn't help and the fire was only slightly smaller.

"Thank you." Weber suddenly expressed his gratitude. He covered his mouth and nose and poured a bottle of potion on himself.

As liquid dripped from his hair, his body lit up with a green light. The mouth under Waver's palm took a deep breath and then rushed towards the fire of Liudong Temple.

It seemed that he thought that Lanis's act of rescuing the temple gate was putting out the fire.

But he hadn't run a few steps before he was pinned down by the mercury maid.

"Stop messing around. There's a battle between heroes in there. If you're in danger, do you still need me to save you?" Lanis scolded loudly.

"...I'm sorry, but I..." Just as Weber was still thinking about how to convince Lanise, the sky above the fire suddenly shook.

The air cracked layer by layer like glass hit by a slingshot, an evil aura flowed out, and red to black smoke dripped onto the ground like water.

"Crack!"

There was another sound of breaking, and the sky exploded again. A whirlwind spread out, and the fire in the entire temple was blown into flying shapes, like tribesmen surrounding the altar.

Several figures fell from the broken sky, the torn space quickly recovered, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

"Who won? Who won?!" Weber took off his coat anxiously and rushed in recklessly.

In the fire-filled courtyard of Ryudo Temple, Oda Nobunaga, who had thrown away her hat, landed lightly on the ground. Behind her, several servants twisted and turned and fell to the ground.

The violent red hair turned back to black. Oda Nobunaga turned his back to everyone, but he already knew the result.

Mordred and Altria fell to the ground, almost falling into the sea of ​​fire. They got up coughing and looked at the Conqueror King beside them.

Iskandar's entire body was oozing with blood. He knelt on one knee on the ground, his chest riddled with bullet holes. He was now more broken than a piece of wood eaten away by termites. He only maintained superficial integrity and could no longer stand up.

His whole body was flashing with particles, which was a sign that the Heroic Spirit's spiritual foundation was broken and it was about to return to the Throne of Heroes.

"I still admire you, the Conqueror King of Macedonia." Oda Nobunaga turned around and looked at Iskandar's bloody face. "So, this is the mercy I specially reserved for you."

"...Will you leave me a last breath?" Iskandar raised his lip. "A Noble Phantasm this powerful can still save my life. Your understanding of your own abilities must be terrifying."

You could hear the sound of choking when he breathed. Although his face was calm, it was obvious that he had reached the end of his rope.

"Rider!" Weber's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Iskandar's face froze.

He turned around and saw Weber standing behind the sea of ​​fire, his sad eyes staring at him firmly.

"..." He stared at Waver, stunned for a long moment, then finally raised his lips and laughed heartily. "Hahahaha! My brave Master, even at the last moment, you risked your life to follow me!"

As he spoke, he looked around at all the Heroic Spirits present, like a true victor: "Do you have a Master like this?"

As he finished his last boastful words, Iskandar turned into starlight and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​fire.

"..." Watching the tall figure disappear in the flames, Oda Nobunaga's usually crazy expression also subsided a lot.

The two monarchs present, whether it was Oda Nobunaga or Altria, both ended up being betrayed by their subordinates. Iskandar's words were like armor-piercing missiles, and both teammates and opponents were severely affected.

It's a pity that Bree has never dreamed of becoming Oda Nobunaga, so it's difficult for her to fully get into the role. Otherwise, if she could make the expressions that Nobunaga should make, maybe her acting skills would be improved.

Waver gritted his teeth, his eyes red as he watched the King of Conquerors disappear. He could feel the contract with the Heroic Spirit that weighed heavily on his heart vanishing like a secret letter ignited by flames.

His gaze passed through Lingzi and shifted to Oda Nobunaga's face, wanting to remember this face.

"How annoying." Oda Nobunaga raised his gun and aimed at Waver from a distance. "Since you are so loyal, then die with your king."

"?!" She pulled the trigger without hesitation, flames exploded, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle.

Modred reacted quickly. She jumped up immediately and stood firmly in front of Weber.

The bullet exploded, denting the armor on Xiao Mo's chest, and she was directly thrown into the sea of ​​fire.

Artoria immediately stepped forward with her sword in hand, but at this moment, her intuition suddenly reminded her like a bell to roll forward.

But this time, it was too late for her to react. Another gunshot rang out, blood splattered on her calf, and she instinctively fell to her knees on the ground.

"Click." A cold touch touched his forehead. When he raised his head, Oda Nobunaga was already standing in front of him.

137. Backstab

Irisviel woke up from her sleep, her head aching from the long sleep.

The moment she woke up, she instinctively went to the bed and retched on the floor, but nothing came out.

A pair of hands suddenly reached out and patted her back gently.

Irisviel's uncomfortable expression froze, and she turned her head to see a pair of red eyes.

“You are…” Irisviel’s eyes widened as her memory, which had become a little blurry due to sleeping for too long, became clear again.

She struggled to sit up, but felt so weak all over that she fell back onto the bed like a paralyzed patient.

"Don't worry, your body is still adapting." Nightingale reached out and touched her forehead, feeling the temperature.

The girl's palm seemed to have some kind of reassuring magic, and Irisviel's restless heart calmed down.

She was finally able to see the layout of the room clearly. It was still the windowless bedroom where she had stayed at the beginning, but besides the girl with pink hair and red eyes, there was also a silver-haired loli in the room.

“You are…” Irisviel’s eyes widened.

"I am the Black Master, and she is the assassin." Nightingale said calmly.

Hearing the introduction of herself, Kama in her loli form greeted Irisviel with a smile.

“…” Irisviel stared at the two of them, her suspicion turning into vigilance.

I didn't know what they were up to in the first place, and now I'm even more worried.

Nightingale touched her skin, and magic flowed through her fingertips into Irisviel's body, flowing through the sticky magic circuits.

"What do you want to do?" Alice calmed down and asked calmly.

"Nearly half of the Servants have already retired from the Holy Grail War," said Kama, who was standing at the door. "But it looks like you can still hold on."

“…” Irisviel frowned.

Although Kama seemed to be speaking in riddles, she understood what he was saying.

As more and more heroic spirits die, the magical power in Irisviel, the Lesser Holy Grail, will become increasingly powerful. Sooner or later, this body will burst.

In fact, she is already in a very difficult situation now. The reason why she still looks healthy and awake is because King Arthur's sword Avalon is buried in her body.

This scabbard, named after the wonderland in King Arthur's legend, has extremely powerful healing abilities and is rated as an EX-level defensive treasure.

"In that case, there's no need to rush to move the Holy Grail now." Nightingale grabbed a rolled towel from under the bed and placed it over Irisviel's forehead. "Go to sleep, and we'll start again tomorrow."

He was hurriedly preparing for the final battle because he was worried that Irisviel could not hold on for long, so he called Kama over to carry the Holy Grail.

But now it seems that Irisviel's physical condition is still very good.

In this case, Bree decided to postpone the end of the Holy Grail War until tomorrow in order to make full preparations to deal with the pollution.

"crunch~"

Just as Irisviel fell asleep, the door of the room was pushed open.

Merry walked in, scratching her head. "Master, I just finished purifying the Holy Grail... Where's the Master?"

She looked into the room in surprise. She had clearly seen Nightingale and Bree walking in, but suddenly Bree was replaced by Gama.

"Show me your plan." Ignoring Mary's doubts, Gamo raised his hand and asked for the list.

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In the burning Ryudo Temple, Artoria had a musket pointed at her head and was kneeling on one knee on the ground like a prisoner being tortured.

She gritted her teeth and gripped the sword in the lake tightly.

At this point, I can only be faster than her fingers... It's no problem at this close distance.

However, just as Altria was about to swing her sword, Oda Nobunaga raised his foot and stepped on her wrist.

"Do you think I will give you any chance to turn the tables?" Oda Nobunaga stuck out his tongue and said sarcastically.