Shinji saw a small red dot.
In the corner of your sight, it can be easily overlooked if you are not careful.
At first Shinji didn't take it seriously, thinking it was some indicator light or something, but he soon realized something was wrong.
The red dot in the sight kept expanding at a very fast speed. The mental force that was released also sent feedback when the red dot approached a certain range.
It's dangerous, very dangerous, it might cost you your life.
This thing is not an indicator light at all, it's an arrow, an arrow shot by a servant.
Because the arrow was so fast, faster than sound, Shinji only saw the arrow head and couldn't hear the sound.
Fortunately, he did not relax his vigilance because of Hercules' departure, and fortunately his mental power could cover a large enough area, so he was not caught off guard.
The "Immortal Blade" in his hand turned over, and the divine spear was thrown again. The power of the sun that had been brewing for a long time finally had room to be released.
After a fierce explosion and scorching torrent, the sky returned to calm.
Shinji also fell back to the ground under the cover of sound and light, using the dense rafters to disrupt the enemy's vision to the maximum extent and avoid subsequent attacks.
"Precise sniping at a very long distance, with a range of over ten kilometers. The enemy is a top-level archer—probably another Archer."
At the same time, Scathach also made her own judgment.
"Caster, have you found the enemy?" Sakura asked impatiently. She was really scared by what happened just now.
"No." Medea's voice was filled with annoyance, "But the sniper's position was very close to the spell that was triggered."
"Very close? Doesn't this mean that the enemy can not only carry out super long-range sniping, but also hide from your detection?" Sakura's face fell, "Master, can you do the same thing?"
"I can't do it alone. Unless I'm well prepared and borrow Shinji's precious bow."
To recreate the sniper attack just now, four conditions must be met: inhuman-level archery, strong eyesight, magic or skills against detection spells, and a sufficiently powerful bow.
Scathach has archery skills.
Vision can be obtained through the "wisdom of the magic world".
Hidden, relying on the original rune.
The only thing Scathach doesn't have is a bow.
More than ten kilometers, this is more than fifty times the range of a conventional strong bow. Only a precious bow made with materials from high-level fantasy species can have such a range comparable to that of a cannon.
Hearing Scathach's answer, Sakura became even more worried. She hugged Shinji's arm and gave him repeated instructions.
"Brother, brother, you must be careful, don't do this again next time."
"..." Shinji didn't move, like a sculpture.
"Brother, are you listening?"
"Ah, it's Sakura." Only then did Shinji come back to his senses, "Sorry, I was thinking about something just now and didn't hear you."
"Brother, have you discovered anything?" Sakura's eyes lit up.
"Well, a little bit, but I'm not sure - the magic attached to the arrows just now feels familiar."
Shinji said as he stroked the golden spear in his hand.
"Noble and pure, with magic power like the sun, maybe someone has chosen the same hero as me - yes, the most suitable job for him is Archer. But how did he hide it from C-mother's detection? As far as I know, he should not have such ability."
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Ten kilometers away, or twelve kilometers to be exact, on the top of a tall building, a man was also talking to himself.
"That's right."
At first glance, the man's style was very similar to Gilgamesh's. He was also covered in golden armor, had an extremely handsome face, and exuded a strong aura that was difficult to approach.
But if you look closely, you will find that he and the Hero King are completely different people. The Hero King is arrogant and arrogant, while he is cold and cruel, as if nothing can move him.
The man held a golden bow in his hand that also emitted a sacred glow. If Sakura, Medusa, and the others saw it, they would be shocked, because this bow was exactly the same as the one Shinji had used to attack Scathach.
"What's right?" asked the girl next to the man, who was wearing a sky blue dress and had a unique drill-like hairstyle.
"My judgment was correct. That gun and my bow are the same Noble Phantasm."
"What? The same? How can a gun and a bow be the same? They do look similar, though."
"It's just a difference in form. It's essentially the same thing."
The man's expression remained indifferent, as if he was telling a story about a stranger.
"I think it's the restrictions imposed by the job. Archer is a bow, Lancer is a gun. This shouldn't be the first time I've been summoned to this era. That boy has somehow acquired my power. I'm a little interested."
"I don't know how he did it, but I don't think it's strange. That person is a member of the Matou family, one of the three families that hosted the Holy Grail War. Perhaps his family summoned you during the last Holy Grail War and obtained your approval. How about going over to say hello?"
"I have already said hello. If he really took the gun from me, he will definitely recognize me. As for whether to go over, it depends on your instructions, Master. I am your Servant now, and my power is only for you."
Hearing the man's answer, the drill girl smiled with satisfaction.
"Now, your Master asks for your advice."
"No need for that. No matter what our relationship was before, we are enemies now. The enemy is stronger than us, and a rash attack would be disadvantageous to us."
"Even you feel powerful?" The smile on the drill girl's face turned into solemnity, "You are Karna, the most powerful hero in Indian mythology. Aren't you a little too modest?"
"I'm not the strongest, I'm just a loser." Karna answered meticulously, "I'm not being modest, I'm just stating the facts. The best I can do is hold back that female servant with dual guns."
"What a harsh answer. I can only say that as expected of the organizers, they are well prepared. But we are not fighting alone. We have reliable allies."
As the girl spoke, she turned her head and looked diagonally behind her, at the center of the rooftop terrace, where a man and a woman were standing.
The man was a young man wearing a white windbreaker. Apart from his ostentatious pink hair, he looked very ordinary. Ignoring the aura of a Servant, he looked no different from any ordinary passerby on the street.
In comparison, the woman looked much more dazzling. Although she was only eleven or twelve years old, she had already revealed enough beauty. The girl used her slender fingers to play with her hair, and her amber eyes looked at the man beside her.
"It's time for you to show off."