Chapter 772: Attacked from the front and the back

Chapter 772: Attacked from the front and the back

At this time, in the East Village, where many people gathered, Gudako and the others were also facing the enemy.

In the outer corner of the village, Gudako led a group of Servants to hide here.

Arash, Tang Sanzang, and Da Vinci lived in the village and were responsible for guiding the villagers to the Gate, so the only people who came here were Mashu, Tawara Touda, Bedivere, Hassan of the Cursed Arm, and Hassan Serenity.

Silently sticking his head out, Gudako, who found nothing, pulled back his head.

After that, Gudako started complaining about his watch.

"Doctor, are you sure there is nothing wrong with your detection?"

"That's right, that's right, I have detected a lot of magic power approaching you, but I don't know why you can't find it" Roman who was sitting in Chaldean's monitoring room sighed.

"There is another possibility, the other party has a means of concealment." Hassan of the Cursed Arm said in a low tone.

"Is that an enemy Assassin?" Mashu said subconsciously.

"Maybe Caster too. After all, Roman detected a large number of magical reactions, and the number of people coming from the other side couldn't be small." Bedivere also revealed his analysis.

"Roman, can you detect how far the other party is from us?" Hassan of the Cursed Arm looked at the watch of the Gudako communicator.

"Looks like 300 meters," replied Roman.

"300 meters..." Hassan of the Cursed Arm with the modern knowledge bestowed by the Holy Grail naturally understood how much 300 meters were.

So, Hassan of the Cursed Arm surveyed the terrain.

"My village is built in the middle of a mountain and is very hidden. If the other party is still 300 meters away from us, they shouldn't have appeared yet."

Not seeing the enemy might be the reason.

"So, what should we do next?" After all Hassan of the Cursed Arm was a local snake, and asking him at this time was the best solution.

After trying the wind direction, Hassan of the Cursed Arm came up with a plan.

"Right now, we have to rely on Serenity," said spokesman Hassan of the Cursed Arm, looking at Serenity. Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

"I? I understand." Hassan Serenity was stunned, then understood.

Hassan Serenity actually had a very low opinion of herself, so when Hassan of the Cursed Arm relied on herself, she was actually in a daze.

But after feeling the direction of the wind, she also understood.

The screen turned to Wu Minga and Tristan.

"Bang!!" A symphony that seemed to blow up the atmosphere bombarded the silent sword, making an explosion-like sound.

And Wu Ming's magic power is also like endless, and he by using magic power as sword energy to spread.

*Boom-kacha!!*

Tristan dodged several magic swords as light as a swallow, and the sword hit the mountain, and the mountain exploded directly.

This made Wu Ming frown in annoyance.

There was a West Village nearby, and Wu Ming was unable to increase the amount of magic power released at all. If he accidentally blew up the village, he would suffer.

As an Archer, Tristan naturally chose to distance himself from Wu Ming, and since Tristan's attacks weren't as excessive as Wu Ming's, he only used vacuum attacks, so he wasn't afraid of blowing up the village.

Instead Tristan wished he had the ability to blow up the village above, but unfortunately he didn't.

But now it worked for Tristan. Although it was inconvenient to move between mountains, it was the same for both sides. Moreover with vigilance, he didn't dare to say defeat, but Tristan dared to say that Wu Ming wouldn't be able to beat him for a while.

"Looks like you really framed me well, Tristan."

Wu Ming was not an idiot, naturally he could see that everything around him was not good for him.

"You can't blame me, Sir Vero." Tristan replied with a smile, not seeing at all which cruel character he had accepted.

"However, were you wrong?" Wu Ming snorted softly.

Wu Ming had never been Vero, on the contrary, Vero had always been him, always Wu Ming.

"Then the second round of the game, let's begin."

Wu Ming said, and suddenly flew towards Tristan.

"?!" This took Tristan by surprise.

Flying was a dream for ordinary people, and for knights, it was similar, because it was generally impossible to achieve flying without Magecraft, and Tristan was a knight, so naturally he had no chance to fly.

"I forgot, Sir Vero is no ordinary knight." While there were some knights who could use Magecraft, they weren't non-existent.

As the most mysterious member of the Knights of the Round Table, Wu Ming had known the Knights of the Round Table that he knew Magecraft.

Isn't Gate good evidence? Tristan was now cursing himself for underestimating his enemies.

But the most important thing right now was to face Wu Ming who had flown in front of him.