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Even without the official activation of the anti-military Noble Phantasm, Rider's Reins, its impact is enough to make any Servant avoid its edge.
"The power is not bad, but it's a pity the speed is not fast enough." Yalin commented before transforming into a streak of light and rising into the air from the ground, reaching its maximum speed.
In the instant they met, Yalin stretched out one hand, spread his five fingers, and grabbed Pegasus's head. The power within him instantly became violent and strong.
Then, to Perseus's incredulous gaze, he slammed his horse and rider down onto the ground!
boom!
The earth shook instantly, and the entire park floor cracked open, leaving a deep, centaur-shaped crater in the center.
Drawn by the magical fluctuations, the Masters and Servants who had been observing from the surrounding area fell silent as they watched this scene unfold.
This Saber is a bit too much like a supermodel.
"Arcer, can you handle him?"
On the rooftop of a building several kilometers away, Elsa moved the binoculars away from her eyes and asked Arash with some uncertainty.
"One-on-one is very difficult."
After all, he is an archer. It would be fine if a normal Servant got close to him, but a Servant with full stats like Saber is really impossible to defeat.
Which archers are truly skilled in melee combat?
“However, if we use a Noble Phantasm, we can make Saber leave the field,” Arcer said with certainty. No matter how strong her physique or how vigorous her life force, she couldn’t withstand a meteor.
Elsa was not pleased by the news; instead, she became even more worried.
Arcer's Noble Phantasm is a one-time use item; once used, he must leave the battlefield.
Unless its use guarantees the elimination of all enemies, it should only be used as a last resort.
She immediately made a decision: "In that case, let's cooperate with Lancer to eliminate or severely damage Saber."
Let's unite and force Saber out of the game first, otherwise how will we fight afterwards?
As things stand, no single Servant is likely to be a match for Saber, especially since she hasn't even revealed the full extent of her Noble Phantasm's power.
As expected of Saber, the first class, her strength is unfathomable.
Arcer nodded, drew back the bowstring, placed the arrow, and aimed at Saber to kill her.
One breath can repeat this process twenty times, which is quite remarkable even among the many Servants of the Arcer class.
Not to mention, even Servants dare not underestimate the power of these arrows.
......
"Arcer? Just in time."
As Yalin watched the sudden rain of arrows, his sword flashed in an instant, cutting them into dust.
He then grabbed an arrow, infused it with the raging magic of the Winged Zero Qi Shi Si Si Wu Yu, and threw it back.
Arcer's expression changed as he watched the arrow transform into light, and he quickly protected his Master to dodge the attack.
In an instant, the entire rooftop exploded.
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Elsa stared at the exploded rooftop, completely numb.
An arrow thrown casually can cause such great power, and you're telling me this is Saber?
"What a formidable enemy." Arcer's cheerful smile vanished, and he calmly surveyed the battlefield, analyzing the situation.
Whether in melee or ranged combat, this Masked Saber demonstrated overwhelming power.
Even if Rider and Lancer didn't go all out and didn't reveal their trump cards, their opponents did the same.
Arcer had a premonition that this was definitely not Saber's complete form.
The thought of facing such a formidable enemy ignited his fighting spirit.
Arcer drew his bow again, and sharp arrows flew past the bell, striking Yalin's skirt. Despite the distance, they rained down on her in droves.
For him, as long as he has enough magic power, he can generate any number of arrows instantly without needing materials.
"Truly a great hero who ended the war and brought peace; his demeanor is astonishing." Yalin praised Arash's archery skills as he watched the rain of arrows. "However, one must know when to stop."
As Yalin finished speaking, the space around him changed, distorted and solidified by an invisible aura.
A few breaths later, a continuous rain of arrows arrived around him, but all of them were shattered within three meters of him.
Yalin stopped paying attention to the attacks from high above and turned his attention back to Lancer.
"Such a powerful heroic spirit, such a fierce warrior, it's truly something to look forward to." Lancer gazed tenderly at Yalin, his face showing no worry about facing a formidable foe, his eyes growing even brighter.
Seconds earlier, her Master Nigel had given her the order to take the Love Elixir with Saber in front of her.
The opponent, who single-handedly fought against three Servants and still held the upper hand, was undoubtedly the strongest in this Holy Grail War, deeply arousing Nigel's apprehension.
However, he has enough faith in Lancer's potential; as long as Lancer develops feelings for this Saber, everything will be alright.
The deeper her love, the heavier and larger the giant spear in her hand became, displaying an unparalleled effect.
If love is strong enough, even the most powerful heroic spirit will fall to its spear.
As a genius magician of the Clock Tower, Nigel developed the Love Elixir, which even affects Servants, ultimately causing them to fall into its influence.
Whether it's goodwill, empathy, or compassion, it will all be forcibly transformed into love through the elixir.
"Lancer, are you planning to surrender?"
Yalin raised an eyebrow, gazing at the Norse Valkyrie.
He noticed that the other person's expression was becoming less and less like that of a warrior, and more like that of a young girl harboring a hazy love.
It even gave him a vague sense of facing the serene Hassan.
Of course, this sense of perversion and fanaticism is far from reaching that level.
Is this preparing to trigger a Lover's Special Attack?
Lancer brushed a stray strand of hair aside and sighed deeply.
"Saber, you're such a nuisance."
As a child of a god, she lacked a strong sense of self. Therefore, she neither resisted nor could refuse her Master's order to take the medicine.
"Your tone is putting me in a difficult position," Yalin replied. He had originally wanted to gain some negative emotions from Lancer to replenish his magic, but the Norse Valkyrie seemed unconcerned about the disadvantageous situation.
The more powerful he appeared, the more positive the other person's emotions became, even to an extreme degree.
If he hadn't learned the whole story through Ai Ge, he would have almost thought the other person was a masochist.
So, should we give her the potion?
Yalin fell into thought. Although Brunhilde's current strength was not bad, it was far from enough to satisfy him.
If one could enhance their strength through potions, even if it was just a special attack against him, the battle would be much more exciting.
But now the other person's eyes are not quite normal. After taking the potion, will it create a monster?
Even though I longed to see just how far that spear could go, it was still quite annoying to have an unfamiliar servant constantly thinking about it.
He had already exhausted himself just fixing Ai Ge, and the problem of Tranquil Hassan was still unresolved. What if he had to deal with a pervert who was obsessed with himself for 24 hours straight?
Ugh, just imagining it like that makes me feel like I can't go on living.
Moreover, Brunhilde is not the only truly formidable enemy.
Yalin made a decision in an instant.
"Lancer, taking medicine while distracted on the battlefield is not a wise move."
After Lancer took out the Elixir of Love, Yalin swiftly arrived in front of her and swung his sword at the Valkyrie.
Alarm bells rang in the Valkyrie's mind, but she only had time to raise her gun to try and block the attack.
With a deafening roar, the air surged violently as they clashed, creating shockwaves that sent countless fragments of rock flying.
The ground she was standing on was cracked all over, unable to withstand the force.
Lancer's right hand, gripping the giant spear, trembled uncontrollably; the blow had taken a heavy toll on her.
In addition, the bottle of the Love Elixir shattered in the process, and the brown liquid splashed out and scattered in all directions.
Lancer coughed, stared blankly at the broken bottle for a moment, unsure whether to feel disappointed or relieved.
However, with Saber's threat right in front of her, she had to get serious.
The magic power within him surged forth, manifesting as an intensely scorching red light on his body. The surrounding temperature rose continuously as a result, as if even the air itself was about to be burned.
Before she became a Heroic Spirit, as the daughter of Odin, she was imprisoned in a castle atop Mount Sindar for committing a transgression. The surrounding flames imprisoned her body, forcing her to slumber there.
After becoming a Heroic Spirit, this legend was materialized and became her skill.
After receiving the blessing, Lancer swung his massive silver spear with all his might, knocking away the longsword that was pressing down on him, and then leaped out of the pit.
"As expected, as a world-renowned Valkyrie, your strength shouldn't be limited to this level," Yalin said with interest, not pressing his advantage.
"Has it been discovered?"
Lancer fell silent for a moment. Her reputation was widespread, so it wasn't surprising that she had been exposed.
At the same time, a commotion arose from the nearby centaur-shaped crater. Perseus, cloaked and wearing feathered sandals, rose into the air.
Although his own strength is not top-notch, each of his Noble Phantasms has an extraordinary effect.
Of course, this couldn't hide his disheveled appearance at the moment.
"With such power, you really are Saber, and not Berserker?"
Even after his crushing defeat in the previous battle, Perseus showed no anger or embarrassment, but looked at Arin with eyes full of shock.
Even in the age of gods in Greece, Aryn's power was enough to attract the attention of the Olympian gods. Even the twelve Olympian gods would cast their gaze upon him.
Even his great-grandson and brother Hercules was probably no more than that in terms of strength.
“Absolutely genuine.” Yalin replied without blinking.
“If it weren’t for the Holy Grail War, I would really like to get to know you,” Perseus sighed.
As for now, they can only be enemies to the death, and that young child is still waiting for his triumphant return.