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"Rimuru, how was this harvest?"

Looking at Rimuru who was comforting Weber,

Moyou asked softly.

"Me?"

Rimuru raised his finger and pointed at himself.

"nonsense! Mo You raised his eyebrows and said,"Although it is a replica of the Holy Grail Ceremony, it is still the real thing.""

Although the servant is not the heroic spirit itself, but a copy of the heroic spirit.

Well, there are a few exceptions. Even so, even if it is a copy of the heroic spirit, the soul...But it’s real

"Hehe~"

Rimuru scratched his head:"It's not bad. Although the quality is not as good as Liu Dao Old Man's, it's still pretty good."

"That's good! Moyou nodded slightly, and then said:"Baimao and Diarmui are also handed over to you.""

If you can snatch the soul before the Holy Grail, then you might as well not keep it for the Holy Grail. Just leave Bai Mian and Diarmuid to Lim's"Zero Sanqi".

"Is this really okay?

Rimuru scratched his head a little:"It's not good if I take the big head, right?""

Although the soul wants it, the mission reward depends on the contribution.

He has already solved a conquering king. If Bai Mian and Demuludo are also solved, plus the good guy Ilia who was originally summoned, Four-sevenths of it was already done.

He took care of more than half of the servants by himself....That's the big part of this mission.

Does it fit?

"What~"

Mo You rolled his eyes at Rimuru:"Do you think that is necessary for me?"

In the Star-Moon World, even if the highest-level Noble Phantasm is placed in front of Mo You, it is actually just like that. The so-called transcendence of specifications is just that.

The upper limit is here, how much bigger can it be?

"It seems to be the same~"

Rimuru nodded slightly:"Okay, then I won't be pretentious, this time it belongs to me, just wait for me for a while, and I will get it done right away!"

After the words fell, Rimuru disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Apparently he went directly to hunt Bai Mian and Dimuludo.

Watching Rimuru leave, Moyou set his sights on Saber.

"Still not going to give up?"

"..."

Saber was silent for a moment, raised her hand to call out the Sword of Promise of Victory, dispersed the Wind King barrier covering the sword, stepped to the opposite side of Moyou, raised the sword to face it, and looked at the person in front of her with a solemn face. Don’t worry:

"Please enlighten me!"

"Okay, I have to give you a reason to give up~"

Moyou nodded slightly, black armor appeared, and took out the dark alloy rod that had not been used for a long time.

Close combat...

During this period, I have been playing rules-based crushing a lot. Most things can either be solved by raising a hand, or directly crushing them conceptually, or setting up a magic circle to overwhelm others with force.

How long ago did this pure martial arts competition happen?

Look at Mo You's style.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had been paying attention to Moyou, was suddenly stunned.

Feathers, black armor, long stick...Immortal...an image consistent with this appearance...

His spiritual base is Sun Wukong? Monkey King? Fighting against the Buddha?

It seems that no matter which spiritual base it is, there seems to be no chance of winning, right?

Wait, he is a Servant...?

Saber Artoria, Lancer Dimulado, Archer Gilgamesh, Rider Iskandar, Caster Illya, Assassin Baimao, Berserker Enkidu...

The Seven Horsemen Servants of the Holy Grail War are already full.

Although the Rimuru just now was outside the standard of combat power, he was Caster's master after all.

The person in front of me is neither a master nor a servant....

Could it be that...Is the true form of the god appearing in this world?

How is this possible?

At the same time, Emiya Kiritsugu was thinking wildly.

The battle has begun.

I have to say that Saber, who prepares seriously for battle and is in full condition, has really good strength value.

However, the basic values ​​​​of the two are too different. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

No matter how sharp the offensive Saber launches, the dark alloy rod in Moyou's hand is always airtight and blocks it easily.

Not even the steps under his feet moved an inch.

Even if he uses his Noble Phantasm, it is completely impossible to force him to take a step back.

This pure martial arts contest was unfair from the beginning.

Every time Saber attacks, Mo You can always find a weak point to attack.[]

Every round of attacks was in vain.

The feeling of powerlessness that was completely seen through gradually spread.

After another round of confrontation.

Saber's steps gradually became chaotic, her attacks became chaotic, and she even closed her eyes............

But that’s exactly what happened.

The attack mode that relies entirely on one's own intuition has achieved partial results.

However, this state did not last long.

After Moyou chose to give up defense and turn to offense, the situation was broken again.

The dark alloy rod in the hand is sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soft and sometimes hard. It is called a myriad of changes, and the main thing is to be unexpected.

The sudden attack instantly disrupted Saber's original rhythm.

Once again, Saber was forced into a blind corner and was tired of defending.

Unilateral absolute suppression.

It was said to be a close combat, but Saber couldn't get close at all, and was forced into a panic by the dark alloy rod in Mo You's hand.

"The fight has already begun~"

Rimuru's figure quietly appeared next to Sakura, watching the battle in front of him carefully.

"Hum hum, brother Moyou is the strongest!"

Sakura clenched her fists, her eyes full of excitement:"That King Arthur is going to lose soon."

"..."

Rimuru scratched his head and wanted to say that this battle was not equal to begin with.

But after thinking about it, I just shrugged in the end.

It would be strange if it were fair.

Where can there be so much fairness and reciprocity?

In less than half a moment, Saber, who was completely exhausted, had the holy sword in her hand swept away by a stick, and the long stick with a sharp aura stopped in front of her eyebrows.

It's not that she doesn't want to open the Noble Phantasm, it's just that she has no chance at all.

Total loss.

Looking at the long stick in front of her, Saber clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

The reluctance in my heart completely disappeared at this moment.

Already lost

"You win, let’s do it!"

Saber slowly closed her eyes and accepted the fact that she was defeated.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Moyou put away the dark alloy rod, and the black armor on his body also disappeared.

"Are you humiliating me?"

No movement was seen for a long time. Saber suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing that Mo You had even put away his weapons, anger flashed in his eyes.

"Just want to ask you a question!"

Moyou raised his head and asked curiously:

"Have you given up?"

Saber suddenly fell into silence.