Chapter 655

"The result was actually..."

Countless Irish people had red eyes, and their hoarse voices shouted the name: "Kudo Yusaku!"

Waste.

With that configuration, he actually dragged Diarmuid-sama to retire together.

………

"Is this the Holy Grail War?"

Rias stared blankly at the tragic end of the mythological battle without a winner.

In fact, even if she is a demon, she rarely encounters such a cruel battle where she tries everything to kill others, and it's even a stranger.

She hasn't fought, but it's just a battle.

"Holy Grail War... is war..."

Akeno Himejima sighed.

War, where no one dies.

………

Exchange area.

After a moment of silence, a deafening noise erupted.

"Holy crap, holy crap, Yano actually won? Actually turned the tide and won?!!!"

Can't believe it.

Really can't believe it.

Originally prepared for Yano's attack to be countered and Saber to save the field.

"Damn, I really can't believe it. Kudo-sensei in that world is a Lord-level mage, an existence that can destroy a town with a large-scale magic, plus Volumen Hydrargyrum is completely omnidirectional and powerful, the Five Giants might have to kneel and talk!"

And although Yano's time ability is cheating, the duration is only one-third of a second, and there are too many shortcomings.

Reaction power, speed, strength are all absolutely crushed, and defense is basically zero; touch it and you die, hit it and you perish...

And she still won?

The more experienced in battle, the more incredible they feel.

Origin bullets sound awesome.

In fact, it just downgraded Kudo Yusaku's defense and reduced his fault tolerance.

And Yano has zero fault tolerance.

And she still won?

A certain knowledgeable brother trembled and lit a cigarette: "That origin bullet is just a 7.62mm armor-piercing bullet; if it were further away, it might not be able to pierce the Volumen Hydrargyrum material at all. Yano is dancing on the tip of a knife, and she actually won?"

A powerhouse took a deep breath and sighed: "Indeed, I never thought that the one dragging the legs would be Saber..."

Previously.

In the battle against Abigail, Saber's violent sword light and the holy sword that tore everything left an indelible mark in their hearts.

I couldn't think of how she would lose even if I broke my brain.

Although it has always been said that Lancer is a threat to Saber, it is only a threat...

In fact.

Previously, most people didn't look favorably on their own demigod.

Although Lancer is considered one of the most powerful Servants in a normal Holy Grail War, Saber is too strong.

Strength without shortcomings, speed, strength, defense, melee, large-scale attacks... all are in the upper position, even the top position.

It's hard to imagine how Saber would lose.

As a result, Diarmuid proved with facts why he was called a peerless warrior in that era.

His shortcomings are obvious, lack of endurance, but he concentrated on speed, reached the peak, and then used tactics to lure Saber into taking the initiative, revealing flaws, and killing in one blow.

When Saber lost her arm, the battle was actually over.

"In fact, the gap in endurance between Lancer and her is far greater than the gap in agility between her and Lancer; as long as she calms down, not to mention defeating Lancer, after all, no one can stop Lancer if he wants to retreat, but at least she wouldn't lose."

Re: Zero world.

A minotaur powerhouse calmly made a hindsight comment.

"Sigh, lose-lose situation, one lost the master, one basically lost combat power; the Holy Grail War is war after all."

Many people sighed.

Deterred by the peerless brilliance of the Servant, one person becomes an army; calling it a war is no problem at all.

And sentimental about such peerless heroes who are dazzling and longed for, retiring early before blooming their true brilliance.

It's too regrettable, too unwilling.

The brilliance and passion of Heroic Spirits really make them fear and yearn.

"Cough cough, not necessarily, after all, it's a junior, what if Luo Shu makes a move? For Luo Shu, even the injuries of a Servant are not a problem, right?"

Many people from other worlds were stunned.

That Lord?

Thinking of that man who was as unfathomable as the vast starry sky, as if everything was in his eyes, as if playing like a bystander.

They swallowed their saliva.

Yeah, what's the regret.

This one hasn't entered the field yet, the most terrifying one of the Holy Grail War hasn't surfaced yet.

"God-Slayer King!"

"The existence that once shot down gods and buried myths."

Many powerhouses were instantly excited, their eyes flickering.

In the battle between Saber and Lancer, they gained a lot, so what about one of the two strongest Servants in this Holy Grail War?

…….

【"Ah-choo~!"】

【Kinoda Mall.】

【In the noisy game hall of color light pollution, the young man wearing comfortable casual clothes rubbed his nose, raised his deep eyes like an abyss, and looked dangerously at the void beside him: "Buzzing is annoying, don't you know that disturbing others playing games is going to hell?"】

【As if seeing through the space, he saw the eyes in the dark depths and looked at them.】

【Fortunately, he quickly lost interest, turned his head, held the arcade joystick, and said lazily: "Goldie, this time doesn't count, let's go again."】

【"Hahahaha..."】

【Beside.】

【In front of an arcade machine, the handsome T-shirt young man reached out and pushed his golden hair up, his scarlet eyes full of madness. Full of arrogance: "No matter how many times, you will fall before my divine wisdom."】

【"So, the fun of games is not using abilities that exceed mortals."】

【The young man curled his lips.】

【Otherwise, he could conjure a cheat with a wave of his hand, what is he playing?】

……

Reality.

The heavens fell into a moment of silence.

No one noticed that the two strongest Servants of this Holy Grail War were gathered in the game hall.

Countless people, whether strong or weak, were filled with incredible horror in their eyes.

"He... no, He... saw us?"

One Punch Man world.

H-point prison.

Wearing prison clothes, but always arrogant and not obeying anyone, Sonic's voice changed, stammering and looking to his Reverse Reverse Side, meeting a pair of more fearful eyes.

Not talking about the screen very likely being a preview of the future.

Just the distance in space, it's separated by who knows how many worlds.

"Don't... don't talk about it."

The S-Class 17th Puri-Puri Prisoner, who was as burly as a magic mountain but wore lipstick, was almost crying, his pupils contracting violently, trembling and lifting his thick right arm, on which a skull tattoo mark appeared at some point.

Exuding a strange and ominous aura, a pair of hollow eyes seemed to be looking at someone, and even flickered.

It is alive.

"Boy you..."