In the golden vortex next to the King of Heroes, another batch of brand-new Noble Phantasms 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?" There was a hint of shock in his tone, and Weber couldn't help but speak.
Other Servants and Masters 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... this kind of skill..."
"Wu Ming? What a strange guy. He doesn't look like a Caster." Saber agreed with a confused expression.
Renn's alternative fighting style gave everyone a very inconsistent feeling.
"Xixiu, it's too late to beg for mercy now, just struggle in pain to your heart's content, so as 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, and the two swords "Gan Jiang" and "Moye" were directly projected. 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 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 blown to pieces as if it had been blasted. The asphalt was broken into pieces and scattered everywhere, and the huge amount of dust that was stirred up obscured the view.
Clang clang clang!
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-shaped noble phantom 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 his hands, 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 had all been shot 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 is very conscious and doesn't look like a Berserker."
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The breeze at night quickly blew away the dust.
In the battlefield ahead, Ren shrugged his shoulders and yawned:
"King of Heroes, are you still here? If you don't want to hit me, go home and sleep."
Archer stared at Ren 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 Phantasms appearing around the King of Heroes has reached 16, including swords, spears, swords, halberds, spears, axes, clubs... and many strange-shaped weapons, all of which are shining with cold light.
Boom boom boom!
It was as if there was an artillery battalion that was constantly bombing. The precious phantoms cut through the void and fell on the streets of Warehouse Street like cannonballs, causing countless splashing 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, wondering if he wanted 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, he instead took the initiative to attack the densely packed Noble Phantasms that were falling like heavy rain!
"The crane's wings are not falling, but the mind and skills are as good as Mount Taishan"
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 impenetrably, knocking away the Noble Phantasms that continued to attack one by one!
He just floated among the guns 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 accurately knocked away the incoming Noble Phantasm!
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 must die!"
Along with Ren's last chant, the remaining two Noble Phantasms were also shot down. He stood on the street that was horribly bombarded, but he was still unscathed.
"Hey, Rider, this is too exaggerated. This level of swordsmanship is actually the 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 and he came down as a Caster, he would not retain them completely." The emperor was equally dumbfounded and responded.
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 respective 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 was silent. There were too many noble phantoms, which put a lot of pressure on them. It would be difficult to stop them with just martial arts.
Ren is not panicked at all. He is also a top servant now, and the "Three Crane Wings" are just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
