Chapter 476: Poor Gudako

Chapter 476: Poor Gudako

At the peak of the Appalachian Mountains, Wu Ming rode the deer beast to the top of the mountain, and then he jumped off the deer beast and looked into the distance.

"Y-ka!" With a ka-ka sound, the helmet with the dragon horn on the head automatically separated like Mordred's helmet, and stuck to the shoulders and back.

Wu Ming, who finally exposed his head, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Hoo~ the air in the mountains is so cool."

Wu Ming looked around with his golden eyes because of the "Holy King" relationship.

"It's called the Myth War, but it's actually not bad at all."

Wu Ming could clearly feel that the concentration of the magic power of this singularity was steadily increasing.

Even though it might be Solomon's doing, but...

"Does using too much of the Holy Grail have any side effects on the singularity?" Wu Ming pondered.

After all, what do you think Dragon Tooth Soldier, Roman soldier, and Silence-faced Celtic army were mass-produced? Even Medb, without using the Holy Grail, would not be able to summon enough to occupy half of the United States in a short period of time.

The same was true for the Dragon Tooth Soldier and those Roman soldiers.

"I don't know how many single Servants there are on this continent," Wu Ming said, looking at the battlefield that seemed to have started a war under the mountain.

Wu Ming had learned from Roman that the Holy Grail of each singularity would summon many additional Servants, so he thought of the Servants.

"If they can be invited to work together, it will really help Ritsu."

However, it must have the opportunity to meet a good Servant.

Immediately after, Wu Ming closed his helmet and sat on the white deer beast again.

"Woooo!" With a low cry from the deer beast, Wu Ming rode the deer beast towards the foot of the mountain.

The red robe floated and squeaked continuously.

...

At the foot of the mountain, not far from the battlefield north of the Mississippi Plain.

Located to the north was a group of strange skeleton soldiers who didn't look like humans the Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

Several Dragon Tooth Soldiers wielded large bone blades, some held long bone spears, and some held curved bone bows, arranged in a very neat plan.

To the south was a group of Roman soldiers in old but tough leather armor.

The Roman soldiers were basically a line with spears and square shields, and short swords slung around their waists.

Both armies were heavily guarded and no commander was in sight. As if they were about to fight, the armies of both sides moved and started attacking each other.

Two Berserkers with the same strength and the same durability simply overpowered each other.

After almost a few moves, the Roman Berserkers were significantly weaker and began to be pressured by the Greek Berserkers.

No doubt if there was no support or something special happened, the Roman Berserker would definitely die.

"Oooooo!!" The Roman Berserker roared reluctantly, and then, moonlight suddenly appeared in the sky, shining around the Roman Berserker.

It was a Roman Noble Phantasm Berserker, which could inflict mental damage on enemies in the surrounding area.

"Roar-!!" It can only be said that it is Heracles, even if it is crazy, it can be said that because of that madness, the enemy's Noble Phantasm has no effect on him.

However, the surrounding Roman soldiers and the Dragon Tooth Soldier couldn't help but be affected.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The Roman soldier was getting angry.

"Click-click-click-!!" The Dragon Tooth Soldier army also fell into a state of panic.

Then the Roman soldiers and Dragon Tooth Soldier who were affected by the Roman Noble Phantasm Berserker started to frantically attack Heracles.

"Roar----!!"

Ants still kill elephants, but for elephants like Heracles, these warriors and Dragon Tooth Soldiers are not ants, at most they have influence on Heracles.

Heracles crushed these soldiers and Dragon Tooth Soldiers and started an indiscriminate attack.

As long as it was close, it was smashed to pieces by Heracles' ax and sword.

However, the Roman Berserkers were among them, constantly attacking Heracles.

The Roman Berserker, who can rival Heracles in strength, can inflict damage on Heracles with every hit. This is how ants kill elephants.

That meant, of course, unless Heracles continued to be attacked by the Roman Berserkers.

And right at this moment, a magical fluctuation suddenly occurred not far from the two Servants, and the two Berserkers couldn't help but glance over at them.

With a flash of light, two figures appeared on the spot.

"Spiritual transfer is normal, Ritsu, Mashu, you came to the United States in 1783." Roman's voice sounded from Gudako's wrist.

The ones who came were Gudako who was wearing the clothes of a Chaldea master and Mashu the spirit costume of Galahad.

"Doctor, are you sure this is America in 1783!?!?"

Gudako and Mashu looked at this huge battlefield with fear on their faces. At that time, there was a brutal battle in the United States?

As that happened, Heracles and the Roman Berserker stared at the two unknown enemies that had entered the battlefield.

This made Gudako and Mashu swallow their saliva.

"I feel like it's over..."