Chapter 491

Even seeing through what a mage is good at at a glance, and arranging them in different positions.

Sure enough.

The function of Caster is never head-on combat, but accumulation.

Accumulating enough powerful strength to make a final decision.

It's really that the Holy Grail War limited Medea's ability, but if it wasn't seven days but seventy days, she felt that even that Hero King in full state wouldn't be unable to touch.

Finally.

Gorgeous purple fluorescence spread like stars, then intertwined and linked with each other, finally forming a beautiful semi-circular energy shield like an eggshell, directly pinning the dense monster tide along with the surrounding earth to the ground.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!!

Dense monsters smashed into the purple eggshell like waves, instantly layers of ring-shaped sonic boom clouds rippled out, completely imaginable how terrifying this attack was.

But everything seemed to be just meaningless struggle, the eggshell energy shield remained motionless, as if isolating the inside and outside into two worlds.

"Mission accomplished."

Kitagawa Marin wiped her sweat, akimbo and proud: "Sure enough, reversing the defensive barrier array is the internal sealing array."

"Hard work, Marin-chan."

Yono returned at some point, rubbed Marin's head, her eyes lit up, and she rubbed a few more times secretly.

Kitagawa Marin originally frowned and wanted to stop this familiar big sister, suddenly seeing the bloodstains on Yono's skirt, her voice stopped.

Forget it, touch if you want.

Monsters are naturally not so easy to deal with.

A large number of second-rank and third-rank, intertwined with fourth-rank super monsters they couldn't deal with alone, even Yukinoshita Yono would die if she wasn't careful...

"Is this magecraft?!!!"

Satomi Rentaro looked at the monsters that were layered but couldn't shake the sealing array at all, and was stunned.

There were quite a few super evil god derivatives like Leviathan that could destroy cities, and even more of the next level.

As a result, the monster tide that could pierce their world was sealed just like that?

If he didn't see it wrong, those mages who laid out the magic arrays were mostly not as good as him, this evil-energy infected person, right?

Let alone him, even the new locals couldn't hold on.

"Too chea... ting."

Jiraiya, the white-haired uncle who came back to rest, clicked his tongue.

Barrier technique, it's not like their world doesn't have it.

Like the Four Violet Flames Formation jointly released by the four upper ninjas, and even the upgraded version of the Four Red Yang Formation released by the four ninjas who surpassed the shadows.

The latter is even slightly stronger.

But that's also said.

That's the joint release of four powerhouses who surpassed the shadows.

And in front of them are a few hundred mages equivalent to middle and lower ninjas...

"So, the new generation of Sky Curtain Masters are all too outrageous."

Kazuma sat on the ground, couldn't help but complain.

Kiyotaka and Sister Yono don't need to be mentioned; even when they weren't Sky Curtain Masters, they were first-line powerhouses among them.

Now they have soared to the sky, the speed of progress makes him sour.

And this Kitagawa-san is even more blatantly opening a cheat.

Hey hey hey, role-playing a Heroic Spirit can obtain Heroic Spirit power...

Do you hear if this is human language?

"Kid, thanks for just now."

At this time, the white-haired middle-aged Jiraiya walked over, threw an iced cola from the airdrop supplies, and opened an iced beer himself.

Just now he almost fell.

These cunning monsters even hid in the internal organs of their kind, and there were too many of them.

Rising from all directions, even he was almost killed.

Kazuma took a sip: "Uncle, the first magecraft to learn is the warning magecraft; people's intuition is strong but not the Heroic Spirit's intuition, there is always a time to be caught off guard, it's the same principle as a good memory is not as good as a bad pen."

"Yes yes yes."

Jiraiya was a bit embarrassed.

He is also a well-known powerhouse on their side, after all, and always has some confidence in his abilities.

"By the way, Uncle is a powerhouse from the past, recently switched to magecraft?"

Kazuma drank the iced cola happily.

They go to the front line to fight for their lives; even if the army can't come for a while, the rear material support must be sufficient.

Let alone cola and food, if you want a five-star meal, or even a girl to have a shot, it can be arranged for you...........

"No, not..........."

Jiraiya said casually: "I am a person from another world."

"Person from another world?"

Kazuma was stunned, looking at the white short hair, vicissitudes of life, and the middle-aged man in a white shirt in front of him, he really didn't recognize him.

He only took the forehead protector with the word "oil" on his head as a personal interest.

Nowadays, there are all kinds of strange outfits.

And this temperament is no different from other middle-aged corporate slaves, even a bit more dashing, and more like Kogoro Mouri when he is serious.

"Yeah, person from another world, came over during the Temple incident."

The white-haired man drank beer and said, his eyes a bit sad: "., also a few months, now traveling all over the world, previously in Maputo, Africa, just returned to Japan recently, didn't expect to encounter this, it seems my luck has always been not very good."

Kazuma hurriedly said: "People have transmigrated to this world before, now it suddenly connected, perhaps your world..."

Halfway through, he knew he said the wrong thing.

What's the situation with this broken world?

According to Ayanokouji's speculation, it might only connect to Earth when the other world falls into despair.

Actually, it's the world's instinct for help, "Earth big shot, save me," kind of thing.

This isn't cursing people...

Fortunately, Jiraiya didn't care, drank beer and waved his hand: "Doesn't matter, I haven't found the answer yet."

As for what the answer is, he doesn't know either.

It wasn't until he went to the Middle East and Africa that he knew that even this world, which seemed like heaven, was not all peace.

Peace is just a luxury item owned by a few big countries.

It wasn't until the Sky Curtain descended now that the situation got a little better, because new interests attracted the attention of big countries.

Perhaps peace never existed?

Jiraiya was a bit confused.

Kazuma still wanted to comfort him, but he had already waved his hand, looking at the hideous monster tide hitting the barrier: "What to do next? Under this attack density, even this barrier won't last long."

"Wait!"

Ayanokouji walked over, holding coffee and sitting down casually on one side: "Wait for Hideyoshi and the others to successfully summon a servant."

With the great spiritual vein supply, they don't worry about magic consumption.

But people are not machines, they will be tired; in that tide where there are many fourth-rank high-level monsters, one negligence is death.

Even this white-haired uncle who is almost fifth-rank is the same.

Only servants.

Only servants, this miracle of human history that solves world-level crises, have the possibility of completely ending this crisis.

Even if a full-body servant is successfully summoned, even if the evil god in their mouths descends, it's not a problem.

Not to mention them, even Jiraiya has this confidence.

Heroic Spirits, in their hearts, are synonymous with miracles.

However...

Ayanokouji sighed, with some worry in his eyes: "New Fuyuki is not Fuyuki, the spiritual vein is only newborn, it can't support a real servant at all."

Even sub-servants are hard.

Perhaps it can only summon a state like Heracles that Natsuki Subaru once summoned in another world, similar to a shadow servant."

"Shadow servant?"