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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Cowherd, Prepare


One after another, the death servants appeared in front of Artoria.

Their clothes are so complex, spanning centuries and all over the world, that one can't help but feel a sense of being out of time.

However, their experiences must have been very miserable, and the scars on their bodies represent everything they experienced before their death.

The Great Knight, among the group of human magicians, is almost at the top level that ordinary magicians can reach, but in the end, they are just servants when facing the God-Slayer.

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet.

Young girl, tell me your name as a moan before you die."

Vauban waved his hand as if he was saying it in a malicious way, and a group of knights around him began to move towards her involuntarily.

"Strikeair" Without hesitation, the storm entangled on the holy sword was released in an instant, gathered at one point, and blasted away like a rocket launcher.

It was completely destructive, and the air flow smashed the entire body of the corpse into pieces.

Even though he was a powerful knight, he was still vulnerable to Artoria's Noble Phantasm.

However, Vauban didn't seem to care about it.

"It's useless.

Although you have broken their bodies, their souls are under my control.

If I want them, they can be reborn after a while.

Besides, I have more than just servants."

Vauban said, snapping his fingers lightly.

It's like time reincarnation.

The dead man with a dark aura emerged from the darkness again.

Arturia frowned slightly when she saw such a scene.

"He is right, Artoria.

The power he possesses should be the power of my compatriot Osiris, who has a very similar personality to me."

In the fierce battlefield, the goddess of night slowly appeared here.

Her silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her snake-like pupils stared at the dead bodies on the battlefield.

“It’s really a wicked guy to preserve the humans, mythical beasts, monsters, and artificial creatures with souls that he personally killed as living corpses in the world, and become their loyal servants who obey absolutely.”

There was a hint of disgust in his words, whether it was disgust for Vauban himself or disgust for his behavior.

However, Vauban did not care about this.

A pair of green eyes had been attracted by Athena.

"What an unexpected surprise.

I didn't expect that there is a real God of Disobedience here.

Now, it seems to have become interesting."

There was a hint of surprise and even expectation in Vauban's voice.

The reason why he came here, in the final analysis, was to summon the God of Disobedience, but a real God of Disobedience appeared in front of him.

Is there anything more surprising than this?

"Let me see, the two new compatriots, and you, the god of disobedience, even in my experience, it was a long time ago that I saw this situation.

Please sign up.

I don't know.

"the famous god" Vauban felt a little happy, something he hadn't felt for a long time.

In this small place, three Godslayers and a God of Disobedience gathered together.

If an ordinary magician saw this scene, he would probably faint out of fear.

After all, a collision of forces of this level could easily destroy the entire Japan.

It was simply a meeting on the level of a natural disaster.

However, few people present did not care about this.

"Send your name, ancient demon king, do you still want to have a battle with my concubine Athena?"

"Athena, it's interesting, it's interesting.

I didn't expect to meet the Trinity King of Gods.

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However, I heard that you have been looking for your snake, and you have also fought with the king of this country.

From the news, you should be The battle was defeated, but what happened now that the God of Disobedience is living in peace with us?"

"Getting along, I won't do that kind of thing.

I just lost in the hands of Emiya Shirou and became his prisoner."

Athena did not hide this matter.

"Well, as the Holy Trinity God King, you actually became a prisoner of the enemy.

This is really beyond my expectation."

Vauban was surprised.

As an ancient queen, she was willing to become the prisoner of the God-Slayer.

This was beyond his expectation.

"But forget it, that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore.

Now, you have become my prey.

I believe that the Holy Trinity God King will bring me satisfactory pleasure."

"Are you really going to do this?

It's a pity that if it were normal times, I would not refuse your challenge, but your opponent seems to be very angry.

Besides, my current state is not suitable for fighting, so you still have to fight with me.

Let’s talk about it after she fights.”

With a slight smile, Athena landed lightly on the eaves, watching with interest the battle between the ancient demon king and the heroic knight.

"That's right."

Vauban smiled slightly and looked at Arturia, who was easily dispatching the death knight.

These knights are not very difficult for Artoria.

They can basically be eliminated with a sword and weapons.

However, the servants of death are constantly emerging, one after another, tirelessly.

Fighting.

However, every time one of them was solved, the coldness in Artoria's eyes grew stronger.

The holy sword that showed its body shape was constantly waving, and the dead man in front of her was also constantly collapsing.

For some reason, Artoria did not release the Noble Phantasm or power.

She just relied on the sharpness and superb skills of the Noble Phantasm.

Swordsmanship carries on the battle.

Vauban also noticed this.

"What's wrong, little girl, is this the only level of your power?

You've even lost all the energy to use your power.

If that's the case, you'll make me a little boring."

"You just asked me my name."

"Um"

"I have many names.

My real name is Artoria.

Of course, to the world, the one I am most familiar with is my other name, but these are not important."

Arturia spoke slowly, her voice terrifyingly calm.

Of course, the moment those knights were defeated by her, she heard the prayers from the imprisoned souls.

I want to break that man's will.

Wanting to stop the old man's desire, wanting to address his expectations.

The requests from many knights seemed to trigger a miracle.

"In the past, I simply thought it was just a symbol, but now I understand what Merlin meant back then."

At some point, another golden sword appeared in his hand.

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"This is a representative, it represents my past, it represents my history, no, not only that, it also represents our glory."

He raised another golden holy sword high, and the shining light was so gorgeous under the night sky.

Finally, the owner of the Holy Sword revealed its other true name, the true name that represents history.

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