There will be times when your own calculations are wrong, or you can only classify them as your own transfer. Qing wanted to smile bitterly, but there was still a certain gap from that level. Because he was just assessed as a person who would not take the initiative to appear, he just appeared in front of him now.

That unbridled magic surged, like it didn't belong to me and spread into the air. But there is no doubt that this huge magical power, even if it surpasses the A-rank or even more, is unusually clear in the clarity of its Caster rank.

The Heroic Spirit who came to the same rank as himself, although it is said to be the same rank, but his expression and actions are more like evil spirits. I don't know if this is a characteristic of the Holy Grail War, but it will undoubtedly increase the hostility between the different factions, and the war will expand as a result!

The strange and bloated mage robe is more strange than the green one, and the wide-eyed and protruding eyes are staring at him, but the strange rotation of the pupils makes people shudder, and the messy black hair is the back of the head directly behind the back in order to save trouble. The rickety figure looks like a weak wind, but the truth is not as described on the outside of the robe! He used to be a strong male, with strange red stripes carved on his hands, but from the calluses of some of them. He once held a sword blade!

There may be sympathy between the same kind, but there is inevitably a huge trench separating the normal and the insane. He was a knight, a knight of the Middle Ages, and the Joan of Arc in his mouth testifies to his time and nationality, as well as his position. Qing can also be regarded as a knight, but he is not a very reliable knight, and he died early.

Qing changed into the light armor that came with the summoning, this is because his own swordsmanship is too deeply engraved in the soul, and Qing also retains some extremely low Saber ability. However, he was not considered alive when he was alive, so he was summoned to obtain the ability of a living person by mistake.

It can be self-generated, and it can be dead because it is not a spirit being under the rules of the Holy Grail system. But it's a pity that the living self can't reach the strength he once had, at least not now. It's a pity that Qing doesn't have so much time and doesn't want so much time, and his own era has passed.

Qing was dressed in tall and neat light armor, and the incompatible Far Eastern long knife hung from his waist. In order to show his respect for the knight, Qing drew a long knife and used the blade as the base body to combine the magic of fantasy. A simple and monotonous but alternative cross sword that embodies the delicacy appeared in Qing's hand, and the silver and mirror-like sword body flashed with cold light, showing his incomparable sharpness!

Black Caster was visibly stunned as Qing held the sword, but this humane behavior didn't make the crazy Servant show his human side. Maybe he felt the aura of Caster, or something.

No matter who you are facing, you must be vigilant enough. Even if you know you're facing Caster, the least combat-capable of the Servant! Although Qing is also Caster, he is more or less different from a magician, and he is not a regular magician. And whoever is in front of him is also not a qualified Caster like himself.

"When you are crazy, you still retain wisdom and reason, but you can't control your own personal behavior. When you sing the song of triumph, you should know that you are the only one present who is being attacked. Once a hero. ”

The second great sword was also revealed by Qinggu, and the main body was a fragment obtained by Qing's accident. Because it is a part of its own treasure, it is best to use this thing to carry other components of hypocrisy. Holding dual swords is also Qing's strongest posture ever!

"Hahaha~~~~!! Joan of Arc! ~Please wait for me for a while, I will soon be able to lift you from the spell of the gods! Use the blood and head of the gods in front of me to sacrifice the injustice you have suffered~! I, Gilles de Les, are your eternal admirers, and I beg you to wait for my triumph! ~~~~”

Can't communicate? Qing squinted. The Servant in front of him is releasing spiritual pollution all the time, not from the verbal level but from the spiritual level, making the person talking to him impatient, so that he or she becomes angry and makes omissions in the battle!

But when it comes to spiritual pollution, Qing will not be affected much, his own divinity can make these things useless, and the only thing left is the inability to communicate. With his left hand, he grasped the hilt of the great sword like the barrel of a spear, and the wide and heavy sword body was as if it did not exist in Qing's hand, and it was easy to swing it.

Qing did not leave his name in the world for personal reasons, but he kept his name in the magician's books. Once Camelot's strongest blade, the power of one man confronts the army. The most remarkable thing in itself is not the power of being in the realm of the gods. It's a swordsmanship that Qing is proud of and constantly sharpens in battle! Although he was born into the world because of Caster's rank, his swordsmanship is like a soul that cannot be completely covered at all!

"Triumph will not come to you, Black Caster! This time you'll not face a challenge from your opponents, but a crusade against you! By what little I have left, you will be the first Heroic Spirit to be wiped out in this Holy Grail War! ”

If you can't communicate, don't communicate! The straight sword and the great sword shone with the reddish glow of the setting sun in Qing's hands, like blood sliding down on it. No matter how powerful the army is, the knight will not flinch, these two swords are like fangs that show out, and the air becomes cold!

The air became cloudy, the dust kicked up by the Blue Mana. In just a moment, it was like a sandstorm pushing away! Qing, who held the two swords in both hands, became extremely quiet at this moment, although his appearance made his heavy momentum drop, but his sharp sword-like eyes were like an unattainable blade that cut through everything!

"Come out~! My darlings! Grab the person in front of you with your wrists and tear her apart with your sharp teeth! Let him see how much beauty he can retain after death, or ugly fragments! ~ The blood of the gods will irrigate this land! And the sins of Joan of Arc remember! ~”

Bloody magic rushes out of the ground! The earth cracked here and there with a bang! Tear! Strange black tentacles poured out of the cracks, like magma from an underground volcano!