In the golden vortex next to the King of Heroes, a new batch of noble phantoms emerged. This time it was not just swords and guns, but also axes, steel hammers, spears, etc.
All weapons emit a sharp cold light, and are also flowing with powerful magic. Each weapon represents a mysterious manifestation... They are all real treasures!
"This... is the ability of the King of Heroes, a large number of Noble Phantasms?" With a hint of shock in his tone, Weber couldn't help but speak.
The other Servants and Master also felt the same way.
Heroic spirits don't necessarily have just one kind of Noble Phantasm. Sometimes some servants do have multiple Noble Phantasms, but three or four is almost the limit.
But Jin Shining is obviously an exception. Even he himself doesn't know how many treasures there are in the King's Treasure.
Diarmuid clenched his two guns and frowned: "How can Caster deal with it? He just used his knife and hands to resist... such a skill..."
"Wu Ming? What a strange guy. He doesn't look like a Caster." Saber agreed with a puzzled expression.
Renn's alternative fighting style gave everyone a very inconsistent feeling.
"Zhaixiu, it's too late to beg for mercy now, just struggle as much as you want to entertain me."
With fiery red eyes filled with murderous intent, the King of Heroes on the street lamp stared at Ren, and the cold-lighting Noble Phantasms in the golden vortex behind him were all aimed at him.
After jumping off the container, Ren landed on the ground, directly projecting the two swords "Gan Jiang" and "Moye". They were said to be swords, but in fact they were more like swords. However, in this island country, there are only swordsmen and not swordsmen.
Pointing his sword at the King of Heroes, Ren threw a hook at him:
"Come on, don't talk nonsense if you can do it. If you kill me, you can brag about it for the rest of your life."
With a disdainful snort, the eight Noble Phantasms floating in the air behind Archer rushed down together.
Boom boom!
The sound shook the night sky, and the flash of the explosion almost swept away the darkness and illuminated the night. The "King's Treasure" only threw weapons like swords, but it produced as terrifying destructive power as cannonballs!
The eight-handled Noble Phantasm fired continuously, and the road surface was shattered as if it had been blasted. The asphalt shattered into pieces and flew everywhere, and the agitation of a lot of dust obscured the view.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
A series of clashing sounds of gold and iron came out from the thick dust. A sword was swept away and fell to the ground, and a gun flew diagonally and was inserted into the iron box...
There was also an ax that flew up and hit the crowd watching the battle. Lancer immediately took a step forward and chopped off the axe-like treasure with a swipe of his red spear.
At this time, the smoke and dust in front gradually dispersed, and Ren stood there with two swords in hand, unscathed.
There were many potholes on the ground, and there were four Noble Phantasms that were half buried in the ground, and the other four were all knocked away.
"This... amazing martial arts." Diarmuid's eyelids twitched, and the weird feeling became more and more intense.
The emperor chuckled and scratched his head:
"Indeed, a Caster shouldn't have such flexible skills."
"Rider, are you sure he is Caster and not Berserker?" Saber asked suspiciously.
The emperor's face was somewhat surprised and he smiled heartily:
"Haha, I'm not sure about this, but he's very conscious and doesn't look like a Berserker."
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The night breeze quickly dispersed the dust.
In the battlefield ahead, Ren shrugged his shoulders and yawned:
"King of Heroes, are you still here? If you don't hit me, go home and sleep."
Archer stared at Renn coldly, the anger in his heart increased, and his expression was frozen with cold murderous intent:
"Zha Xiu, do you really want to die that much?"
The golden halo shines under the night. This time, the number of noble phantoms appearing around the King of Heroes has reached 16, including swords, spears, swords, halberds, spears, axes, axes, sticks... and many strangely shaped weapons, all of which are glowing with cold light.
Boom boom boom!
It seemed as if there was an artillery battalion that was constantly bombing. Noble phantoms pierced the void, falling like cannonballs on the streets of Warehouse Street, exploding countless flying rubbles!
"Now, he shouldn't be able to stop him." Such intense firepower made Lancer's eyelids twitch.
The emperor couldn't help but frown, thinking about whether to help.
But soon, Renn waved his general Moye and rushed out of the dense rain of Noble Phantasms unharmed.
The King of Heroes' expression became even more indifferent, and there were more and more golden vortexes behind him, and soon there were more than twenty.
The Noble Phantasm suddenly struck down like thunder, one blow after another without stopping, and the attack was fierce.
A sneer appeared on Ren's face. Not only did he have no intention of retreating, but he actively launched an attack against the densely packed Noble Phantasms that fell like heavy rain!
"The crane's wings are not falling, but the mental skills are as high as the mountains"
The skill of crossing the Yellow River is the name of Tianna..."
Accompanied by a chant, Ren's figure was like lightning, narrowly avoiding several Noble Phantasms while flashing and moving, and the double swords in his hands were swung densely, hitting back the Noble Phantasms that continued to attack one by one!
He just floated among the swords and halberds, displaying his martial arts skills. The "Three Crane Wings" move was even more proficient in the hands of a master of swordsmanship.
Even though the Noble Phantasm rained down on him, wiping out the place where he stood and the entire neighborhood, he still stood firm and knocked away the incoming Noble Phantasm with precision with his sword!
The servants and masters behind him subconsciously held their breath and watched intently, almost forgetting that they were at the rear of the battlefield.
"Both heroes die!"
Along with Ren's last chant, the remaining two Noble Phantasms were also shot down. He stood on the street that was horribly bombed, but he was still unscathed.
"Hey, Rider, is this too exaggerated? This level of swordsmanship is actually a Caster class?"
Diarmuid's face twitched and he blinked at the emperor, who even doubted whether he had seen it wrong.
"It's unreasonable. Even if his martial arts skills were amazing during his lifetime, he would not retain them completely if he came down as a Caster." The emperor responded with the same dumbfounded look.
Saber frowned and stared at the confrontation between Ren and Gilgamesh with her green eyes. She felt heavy pressure. There were too many powerful enemies in this Holy Grail War, which was beyond her expectation.
Ren tilted his head and looked at the livid golden face on the street lamp, spread his hands and said:
"King of Heroes, do you still want to fight? How about we each go back to our homes and find our mothers?"
"Stupid miscellaneous cultivator, don't be too proud. If you block it again, I will definitely make you disappear into ashes!"
The King of Heroes' eyes ignited with blazing anger, and he shouted angrily. The surrounding space was distorted again, and the number of golden vortexes that appeared next reached thirty-two.
Saber and Lancer were stunned, and even the emperor fell silent. There were too many Noble Phantasms, which put a lot of pressure on them. It would be difficult to stop them with just martial arts.
Renn is not panic at all. He is also a top servant now, and the "Three Crane Wings" are just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
