Although the battle was very enjoyable, it would be false to say that Diarmuid did not feel some frustration in his heart.
Losing to Saber is fine, but having a bayonet fight with a magician in close combat, only to be beaten into a bear-like state by the other party, will certainly not be a pleasant experience.
Ren held Diarmuid's two magic guns and stepped on the ground with his right foot. Magic power surged, and a blue magic circle was quickly outlined on the ground.
‘Spell─Lock of the Stars’
With a roaring sound, translucent chains like blue diamonds extended from the magic circle, quickly binding Diarmuid tightly.
This kind of chain does not have a strong binding effect on divinity like the "Lock of Heaven", but it is strong enough.
Brother Brush's arms were broken, he lost his Noble Phantasm, and he was seriously injured. Naturally, he couldn't dodge or break free from the chains. He couldn't even escape now.
In this way, this battle has come to an end.
"The victory has been decided. From the beginning of the battle to Lancer's defeat and capture, it took less than 8 minutes."
In a nearby building, Kuu Maiya by the window glanced at the watch on her wrist and said in a cold voice.
Although her expression was calm, she was still a little surprised inside.
A few days ago, she and Kiritsugu watched the battle in the bay dock area in the dark. Lancer's strength was not weak, especially in close combat.
Irisviel blinked, a little curious:
"You defeated Lancer with melee combat. Apart from the projected weapon, you don't seem to know his true Noble Phantasm, right?"
Saber, who had been immersed in the fierce battle just now, came back to her senses, with a slightly moved expression on her face.
She was analyzing Wuming's upper limit of strength, but the other party seemed to have reservations, which was scary.
"Saber, are you sure you want to challenge him? He seems to have copied all your Noble Phantasms."
Irisviel looked at Artoria and wanted to say that it was better not to fight. She felt that Saber and Wuming would definitely suffer from a fight.
The face of Dai Mao Wang is not very pretty.
Just now, Wu Ming not only used the Wind King's Barrier, but also projected Lancelot's "Indestructible Lake Light" and liberated his true name!
It is not difficult to imagine that her Sword of Victory can most likely be used by the opponent.
According to her observations, Wu Ming's ability value increased greatly after he liberated "Wu Destroyed Lake Light", and the effect is probably not much worse than the original version.
How can she fight like this?
"That guy, with that level of projection magic, is simply acting rogue!"
Saber said indignantly, feeling quite unhappy after someone plagiarized her precious phantoms and abilities that she was so proud of.
Kuu Maiya and Irisviel looked at each other and felt that Saber's words were quite reasonable. No heroic spirit would like such a guy.
Da Mao Wang: Fighting against piracy is everyone’s responsibility!
………
In the battlefield, Lancer, who was bound by the Star Chain, showed no intention of struggling. After taking a few breaths, he felt a little speechless.
During the fight, Wu Ming cast a magic similar to the ability to transform into a body, deceiving him into a set of skills. As a result, after the fight, the other party used other powerful magic.
That's not right. Wuming also projected a spear just now. Well, he just changed his weapon and continued to fight.
Diarmuid looked at Wu Ming who was holding his two magic spears. He probably knew that he was trying to copy his Noble Phantasm, but he didn't care because he lost anyway.
Glancing at the blue chain on his body, Diarmuid could feel that this strange magical chain was very strong.
Looking at Wu Ming, he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Caster, your magic ability seems to be very strong, why don't you use some offensive magic to fight?"
The "omniscient vision" of systematically analyzing the two magic guns came to mind. After hearing this, Ren glanced at Brother Brush and said lazily:
"Those of the Three Knights class are very resistant to magic. General magic has little effect. Of course, melee combat is the priority.
Besides, if you have time to recite incantations and cast spells, why don't you just rush up and slash the enemy like I did?
The sword will see blood, and the fist will touch the flesh, wouldn't it be nice!"
Diarmuid: "..."
Brother Brush's face twitched and he couldn't help but ask: "Caster, do you have any misunderstandings about magicians?"
Until now, he felt it was a bit unreal. The chief warrior of the Fiona Knights was actually chopped down by a magician with a knife. It made him lose face to tell him this.
Ren curled his lips and snorted disdainfully:
"What do you know? You're just a knight, you're not in my profession, you don't understand what a real mage is!
Let me tell you, a low-level magician chants spells and casts spells, a second-rate magician casts spells while fighting in close combat, and a first-rate magician just picks up a sword and rushes forward. At most, he can click on the lighting spell to check his field of vision."
Diarmuid had an expression on his face as if you were teasing me, but looking at Wuming's natural expression, he stopped asking any more questions, feeling that the other party was unable to communicate in this regard.
After a while, Renn put down the two guns, picked up the magic knife and approached Brother Brush, ready to give him a good blow:
"Glorious appearance, do you have any last words?"
Diarmuid sighed, with no fear on his face. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at where Director Ken was.
He had no idea what the situation was there. During the battle with Wu Ming, the Master neither healed him nor summoned him.
Diarmuid looked at Wuming and sincerely pleaded:
"Caster, this request is a bit excessive, but if possible, I hope you can let my master go."
Ren was slightly moved, and he did not forget to plead for his master before he died. One can imagine the loyalty of this spearman.
You must know that Director Ken's attitude towards Brother Brush is not good.
"I can only promise that I will not kill him. As for whether he can survive, it depends on his own ability." Ren replied with a sigh.
Killing the Master would do him no good, and he didn't care whether he killed Director Ken or not.
But Father Kiritsugu is a truly ruthless person, and he will definitely eradicate it as long as there is a chance, even if it is almost impossible for Director Ken to sign a contract with another servant.
"Thank you." Diarmuid nodded. Although he was a little worried, Caster didn't owe him anything.
If Wu Ming didn't do it himself, he would have already given him a lot of face. There was no way he would ask the other party to protect Kenneth.
Brother Brush could only pray that Kenneth could escape from the man who just entered. Fortunately, his master was not weak and should be able to escape with his fiancée.
He felt quite uneasy, but that was all he could think.
Poof~
The sword flashed and blood spattered.
Ren stabbed Diarmuid's chest with a knife, then pulled out the magic knife and released the chain.
Brother Brush's body swayed, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. He finally looked back at where Kenneth was and sighed:
"What a failure...this time...after all, I couldn't replace..."
Diarmuid had some regrets on his face. He also knew that Sora had a strange affection for him. Kenneth was jealous of this and did not trust him at all.
Fortunately, things didn't become irreversible like with Finn, but this time, it's not like being loyal to the new master.
Fortunately, the two battles with the King of Knights and the final showdown with Wu Ming were both enjoyable.
Diarmuid's figure gradually became illusory, turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating, and the two magic guns also disappeared.
Only the cracks and blood on the ground witnessed this fierce battle.
"Side Mission 1 (Force): For each Servant defeated head-on, the power of the final weapon obtained will be increased by 10% (1/3)."
Listening to the system prompts, Ren put away the magic sword and walked towards the battlefield between the masters in the building.
