The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Although under the blessing of the elven ring, I already had a B-level counter-magic power, but the place I was hit still felt almost paralyzed like an overcharge, and my whole body was stiff.

"You are not interested in the Holy Grail, it doesn't mean I don't have one."

It seems that after the previous battle, I have lost the mood of teasing. Medea looked at me with a condescending look, and then waved the magic wand in his hand again, "So, for the coming of the Holy Grail, you must die. !"

Along with her movement, as if a switch was pressed, many voices approached.

The sound of "Karkaka" reminds people of the insects gathering towards the mosquito lamp.

"! What's the kidding? You can summon the dragon tooth soldiers without the summoning formation?!"

It seems almost equivalent to appearing out of thin air, filling the empty space in the courtyard within a few breaths, like a hollow doll

Something, my voice has soared an octave higher at the moment.

Things like broken bricks are gathered together in a spider-like action.

Densely packed.

Although the magic power contained in it is not high, but with this amount, even if I open the inherent barrier again, it will not be completely destroyed!

Damn, this kind of Bone Sea Tactics is too shameless!

"How can magic skills be mastered by your pseudo-Caster."

With the pride of being a witch, Medea's voice was calm and unusual, "Farewell."

"!hateful!"

I'm the least good at fighting this kind of endurance, bastard!

"Atlas!" (Divine Word: Compress.)

Just when I was considering whether to use Lingshu to summon Lancelot, Medea over there once again pointed at me with a magic wand that I could only barely understand.

"!"

The world is skewed.

No, strictly speaking, it is only around me, the density of the air has changed,

I waved my hand hard, but found that the air around me was changing like glue. Although it was not impossible to move normally, I did not make a move but I had to work four or five times as much as usual.

For me, this situation has been besieged by the Dragon Tooth Soldiers who are looking at it.

"——————"

Then, just when I had decided to activate the spell curse desperately, it was as if I was going to erase all of it-the skeletons that were moving around me were swept away by arrows like a rain.

"What..."

Because this was obviously an unexpected situation, I stayed for a while.

The arrow that fell like rain disappeared like a phantom.

However, this does not mean that those are just my hallucinations, because the dragon tooth soldiers who originally gathered around me are no longer left at this moment.

"...Archer?!"

After a brief astonishment, Medea almost immediately raised his head and looked in the direction where the arrow was coming from, then gritted his teeth, "Why would you disrupt my actions!"

Gilgamesh?!What is this guy doing here?!

The viscous air around the body disappeared instantly, and the moment I reacted, I immediately turned my head and looked to the other side.

Above the gate of the courtyard, the golden posture of the crimson moon with her back is still the proud smile, but the crimson eyes are joking when they look at me: "I was so innocent. The guy who played with the palm of his hand, you really got better and better."

"You can control it!"

Almost immediately uncontrollably replied, I took advantage of this opportunity to put away the silver gun and ran towards the mountain gate-anyway, judging from his behavior just now, he is a friend and not an enemy at this moment, so I drag one more person. Getting into the water is always good.

"Why are you hindering me! Archer."

Medea's voice was trembling slightly because of her emotional excitement.

"There is no need to explain to the ants."

Gilgamesh chuckled as if he had heard something funny, his eyes swept over me and fell on Medea again, "The crime of tampering with the king’s possessions is very serious. . Disappear, choppy!"

Hello!Who are your possessions, bastard!

Before I could speak out, Gilgamesh had already raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

There was a "pop".

The countless treasures and weapons that appeared in the air attacked Medea like a machine gun.

"Margos!" (Divine Word: Shield.)

Although Medea reacted in time, she unfolded a guardian shield like a crystal wall in front of her, and even a fallen treasure could not be blocked, and it was completely shattered.

"Huh? What..."

The stunned voice ceased in an instant, and the treasure projected down like an arrow relentlessly penetrated the black robe.

The sword fell on the fallen body, the arrow shot on the arm that fell on the ground, the axe slashed on the head that wanted to shout, and every blow was a clean and sure kill.

Medea, who was completely disintegrated, would have returned to the Throne of Heroic Spirits long ago if it hadn't been for the special moment of the night of the moon?

But think about it, now her ability to recover through magic is a torture to her, right?

There was no screaming, I am afraid it was because the screams were too high at this moment-I just watched, and I could feel a chill that rushed above my head.

And looking at Gilgamesh’s expression, it seems that he has become accustomed to this kind of scene...It doesn't matter...

That's right, it's completely "indifferent", even with a look of disgust like seeing a cockroach.

"The king said he wanted you to disappear, but still thinking about running away?!"

Accompanied by his words, Gilgamesh drew a weapon from the treasure chest behind him and threw it out. A crack was opened in the air, and then... Medea went from there with a panic expression. Rolled out of the cracks.

Space magic?

I raised my eyebrows, but then I closed my eyes the next second.

Because of Gilgamesh's treasure storm, this time it actually fell on her.

"Eh, ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..."