Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Qing lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood without a trace of waves under his feet, although it was said to be calm like a small pool without harm, but the blood pool itself was the opposite of the word 'harmless'! The Servant's body dissolves quickly upon touching this thing! The spirit itself will also be immeasurably [vicious] corroded! Qing looked at the red pool that had spread to the entire audience on the first floor, and it seemed that the pool water had been corroded to a certain extent----

"It's a big trouble---- Qing said with some distress on his forehead. It's not easy to stand on top of the pool by yourself, and it's going to be even more miserable to get close to the Holy Grail! The most important thing is that Qing doesn't have any long-range combat capabilities, and if you throw a weapon, you may be able to hit the Holy Grail! However, if it was blocked by the device that protected the Little Grail, causing the weapon to fall into the pool of blood--- Qing didn't think he still had a chance to catch it. And the rest is magic----

sighed more and more helplessly, he was already a half-magician, and he used magic that couldn't be put on the table, and the mysterious nature of magic no longer existed in the face of more mysterious existence------。 Qing fixed his eyes on the golden container not far away, the sacrifices contained in it had not yet reached saturation, so the [hole] in the air was also stagnant in an unsaturated state! So this is the best time to destroy this medium! You don't need to worry about things like the magic power is out of control and the magic collapses and disintegrates when the medium is drained halfway through the process.

What needs to be done is still to be done! With the mentality of "Die or Die", Qing struggled to establish a floating fulcrum while slowly walking towards the little grail. Countless defensive techniques clinged to the space, blocking Qing's steps, but they couldn't stop the long sword with sharpness as its only ability. Just like once in the dense forest to find the ancient tribes, although the process is not the same, Qing is not enough to be completely inexperienced without having enough contact with the same things.

In the eyes of a snow painting on the second floor, Qing slashed the air as if he had a bad brain, and moved forward little by little, but the place that could have been reached in a few steps was extremely difficult, like a barrier that took a lot of effort to pass through. But no matter how much she doubted, Qing could understand her thoughts when she looked at her below, but Qing didn't answer, and as a master, Ichiyuki didn't look distrustful and called to ask.

The water level of the blood pool has increased step by step, and the position of the fulcrum has been raised again and again, and the cracking sound of [squeak~squeak~] has begun to be heard under the pool. My instinct tells me that the floor under the pool of blue blood is gradually corroding! The concentration of the red unknown liquid is like the sound of corrosion, and it is rapidly rising step by step! But fortunately, the little chalice is close to where Qing is! Just take a few more steps forward to get to that thing! And according to the length of the green long sword, the distance of almost one or two steps can be further saved.

The closer you get to the Little Grail, the more difficult the barrier becomes! The souls of the four Heroic Spirits are precipitated in their *** to the Little Holy Grail as a magical use. Although Qing knew that there was a high possibility that the little chalice had a will of its own, Qing couldn't say that it could use magic to increase the strength of the enchantment around Qing! Unconsciously, there were already a lot of beads of sweat on Qing's forehead, and the weakening of the spirit base made Qing's body function continue to regress! But fortunately, Qing has reached the position where the blade touches the little chalice!

Putting away the spear that was used to guard the surroundings, Qing gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands. The material of the spear is not up to the level of destroying the barrier, so Qing can only use the blade, but at the same time, the increasingly intense magic pressure around him can only force Qing to hold the sword with both hands to exert enough power to destroy the few remaining layers of protective barriers! Qing took a deep breath and raised the blade of the sword! Just drop your hands! This! Everything will come to an end---- everything will return to the original point.

And at this very time! 【Bang】!! A loud bang came from the auditorium on the second floor! The door on the second floor, defended by Rider, is still breached! Artoria rushed to the edge of the audience! Seeing that Qing had already stepped into the Holy Grail, the long sword in his hand was also raised high! "Stop!! -----Just as she was about to jump straight down, Rider arrived behind her, and he didn't hesitate to slash his broadsword at Artoria because of the scene in the field!

Mortally wounded and the Holy Grail, Artoria reflexively blocked Rider's broadsword like a warrior's mechanical nature. -----And at this moment, Qing didn't hesitate to slash the long sword in his hand heavily! One by one, the enchantments were torn apart by the sharp blades! Space and even microscopic magic power have become dispensable under the sword blade---- sword blade resolutely falls----- everything, all, from now on, may not be like this time to fill even the slightest unwillingness! --- may never have the same good fortune to stand under the same sky again----

[Snort! ，！ The blade touches the edge of the Holy Grail! But it also stops at the edge of the Holy Grail--- it is not the Holy Grail that makes the sound. The wrists of ---- hands were pierced and entwined by sharp chains, and the unspeakable pain was transmitted from the nerves to the brain! The collapsed spirit base made Qing lose most of his strength, and his body no longer had the ability to compound the wounds over and over again. Stopping at the edge of the Holy Grail, the blade could not advance a single ------

"It's time for the show to end here----- I didn't expect that seemingly indecisive miscellaneous things can always do unexpected things. But it also aroused my desire to have a good fight with you~ Caster! Death with gratitude is my reward for you and a punishment for ruining the king's pleasure. Archer appeared on the second floor, casually crossing Erlang's legs, his red eyes narrowed slightly, and in his hand, there was the person who made Qing have to stop destroying the Holy Grail.

Originally, a snow painting retreated to the corner of the auditorium on the second floor to avoid Artoria and Rider's confrontation, but now a sharp sword that could tear her neck apart with a slight movement was placed on her shoulder, and the person holding the sword could be said to exude a vicious golden Archer from beginning to end. The Hero King, Gilgamesh, Qing knew that the most arrogant of his personality would never disdain to make low-grade and clumsy threats, but Qing also knew that as long as his sword fell------ so much he had done for it would lose all meaning-------