"Damn it, are they all waiting to reap the benefits?" Kiritsugu Emiya cursed inwardly and aimed his scope at Diarmuid's Master, Kenneth!
The distance was a bit far, and he didn't know if the other party had any defensive measures.
If he failed, he would be exposed.
In the Chat Group.
Esdeath: "Knowing that the enemy has two spears, and the properties of the other spear are unknown, and then taking off the armor, truly foolish!"
Erza: "Indeed, perhaps her thoughts were in disarray after being injured due to the initial failed prediction."
Yotsuya Miko: "That Diarmuid is so powerful, he actually defeated Arthur!"
Misaka Mikoto: "I feel like Arthur is still more powerful, but she fought with some hesitation."
Lin Che: "In terms of her own stats and skills, Artoria is indeed stronger than Diarmuid!"
Luo Hao: "But she still lost."
Hestia: "She didn't completely lose, did she? After all, she still has fighting capability, so it can only be said she was slightly inferior."
Roxy: "But with one hand crippled and unable to use her Noble Phantasm, won't she still lose if she continues fighting?"
Tsunade: "Unless something unexpected happens, that does seem to be the case."
Lin Che looked at Merlin and Morgan beside him, revealing a meaningful smile.
At first, they were very confident that Artoria would definitely win.
But the fact was she was slightly inferior!
Merlin asked Lin Che with confusion, "How did you accurately predict the outcome? Do you have EX-rank Clairvoyance and can see the future?"
The Merlin from the Old Sword world didn't have Clairvoyance, so she couldn't see the future like the male Merlin.
Morgan was the same. Although she was powerful and her Magic had reached the divine realm, she only had Fairy Eyes, not Clairvoyance.
"I'm not a Servant, where would I get Clairvoyance!" Lin Che said, rolling his eyes at her.
"That's strange then." Merlin scratched her head, unable to understand.
Artoria, at the cost of two injuries, exchanged for the true identity of Diarmuid for all the Masters.
The rare warrior jointly trained by the love god Aengus Óg and the sea god Manannán mac Lir in Celtic mythology, the foremost elite of the Irish Fianna Knights, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne!
With Diarmuid's true identity exposed, he no longer hid it, openly admitted it, and planned to continue fighting Artoria.
Artoria held her sword with one hand; she didn't choose to retreat because of her injury.
Since she knew the opponent's identity and the properties of his Noble Phantasm, it would be much easier to fight.
Even with only one hand, she believed she would not lose.
However, just as the two were about to continue their battle, Morgan, who was observing, disappeared.
With a flash, she appeared between Artoria and Diarmuid.
"Holy crap! What is she trying to do?" Lin Che was startled, then blurted out a curse.
Why did this woman run off to join the fun!
Roxy's face also changed. She never expected that just as she was enjoying watching the show, her Servant would run off and join in.
"Things are getting more and more interesting," Merlin said with a carefree laugh from the side.
Morgan's sudden appearance caused both Artoria and Diarmuid's expressions to change.
But upon seeing Morgan's appearance, everyone was stunned.
Irisviel was even more surprised, covering her small mouth with both hands. Why did this Servant look the same as Saber?
Artoria was equally shocked, staring intently at Morgan, countless memories flooding back.
"Mor...Morgan?"
She could hardly believe it. Why was Morgan also summoned to this Holy Grail War?
Was she here to stop her?
Was it necessary to go to this extent to seize the throne?
I just wanted to use the Holy Grail to change the outcome of Camelot. Why are you still trying to stop me?
Is this fate?
Diarmuid didn't know what Artoria was thinking, but seeing that Morgan looked the same as Artoria, he instinctively assumed they were together.
He quickly leaped back, creating distance, and said, "Saber, I can't believe you're this kind of person, ambushing me!"
Artoria wanted to explain. As the Knight King, she wouldn't allow her path of knighthood to be stained.
But Morgan spoke before her.
With a cold expression, she said to Diarmuid, "Unknown third-rate Servant, who allowed you to speak?"
"Hmph!" Diarmuid's face turned ugly, and he snorted coldly, directly launching an attack towards Morgan.
Being called a third-rate Servant made him very angry.
Morgan looked at Diarmuid attacking her, her face filled with disdain.
With a flash of light in her hand, her staff turned into a cross spear.
Since the opponent was Diarmuid, she would defeat him with a spear!
Morgan swung the spear in her hand, and beams of energy blades cut towards Diarmuid.
It must be said that having a Water Saint-level Magic as a Master meant there was no need to worry about running out of Demon Power.
Although not as limitless as the xiao sheng bei (lesser grail), it was still much more than other Masters' Demon Power!
Diarmuid frantically swung his twin spears, blocking Morgan's attacks.
Morgan leaped into the air, then threw the cross spear in her hand towards Diarmuid!
"Damn it!" Diarmuid's face changed, sensing that he couldn't block this attack.
He wanted to dodge, but Morgan directly cast a binding spell on him.
High-Speed Chanting, the spell was almost instantaneous.
Diarmuid's movements were restricted, forcing him to take the hit head-on.
Just as the spear was about to pierce him, thunderous sounds suddenly echoed from the sky.
A huge divine bull pulling a divine chariot crashed into Morgan's spear.
Bang!!!
With a loud crash, the spear automatically returned to Morgan's hand.
After the explosion smoke cleared, everyone could finally see the appearance of the newcomer.
A burly physique, red hair and a large beard, wearing ancient Roman-style warrior clothes, with a red cloak outside, looking incredibly imposing.
Standing on the bull chariot, he spread his arms and said loudly, "Both sides sheath your swords! Before the King's chariot, do not be rude!"
Everyone was stunned by his actions, but his words made Morgan very displeased.
The burly man continued, "My name is Conqueror Iskandar, summoned to this Holy Grail War as the Rider class!"
Reporting their names right from the start once again stunned everyone into a daze.
However, the Master of Rider on the ox cart was displeased with Rider's actions, complaining tearfully, "What are you doing? You idiot!"
Iskandar flicked his Master away with a finger, then looked at Morgan, Artoria, and Diarmuid, saying, "Although fate has me competing with you for the Holy Grail, I want to ask something first. Would you be willing to join my command and yield the Holy Grail to me?"
As he spoke, he spread his arms wide again, awaiting their response!