Chapter 1417：

pS: That's it for today, good night, and see you tomorrow~!

Chapter 100 Raiders, Ishtar!

The endless expanse of desert, empty and lofty, magnificent and majestic, the red sun is falling to the west, the horizon is red at the end of the horizon, and there is also a sense of desolation in the majestic.

Fujimaru Tateka was walking forward in the wind and sand, very tired. She lay on the yellow sand, watching the blood-colored sunset, not knowing how long it would take to leave this desert.

Not long ago, several Chaldeans with her as the center fought against this peculiar Knight of the Round Table. Under the circumstances of the collapse of the whole line, I don't know who helped them to get rid of the Knights of the Round Table and entered the desert.

Unlike other Servants, as a human, Fujimaru Tatsuka, although he has the boost of magic attire, his body is still a bit weak. In this boundless desert, while resisting the wind and sand, while walking forward, he has to endure. It is a huge torture for the body and spirit to walk out in a daze.

However, Fujimaru Tatsuka still endured to this point.

"Hold on a little longer, Senior." Matthew said worriedly on the side.

"I understand, Matthew. Don't worry."

The setting sun is very red, hanging at the end of the desert, there is a kind of tranquil beauty in the open space.

Fujimaru Tateka sat up and drank some water. She felt that her energy had recovered a lot. Her body was of the slender and strong type. Her physique was very good, and her exhaustion gradually subsided.

Standing up and looking at it, she felt that she was about to leave the desert, and the shadows of the mountains in the distance were getting closer and closer. Maybe she would see human settlements if she walked for a while, and she gritted her teeth and insisted on moving on.

Traveling westward, she left a series of long, long footprints in the desert.

Quietly, there was fog, which is very rare in the desert.

Fujimaru Tachika was surprised, because the mist turned out to be red, giving a sense of sadness under the dim sunset.

Before you know it, the haze is getting heavier, red lingering, and hazy, covering the desert.

At the end of the desert, the setting sun looked a little weird, gradually turning into a fire day, with a burning beauty, as if the whole world had been burned.

Webber, who followed at the end, frowned. Although he knew that the weather in the desert was the most changeable, it was not normal before him. He couldn't help but reminded him: "Be careful, it's a bit weird."

Everyone nodded, moving forward vigilantly.

Weber looked at Fujimaru Tatsuka and asked, "Master, communication in Chaldeans has not been restored yet, right?"

"No," Fujimaru Tatsuka shook her head, and said, "It's like being disturbed by something."

"Is that so?" Webber frowned.

Fujimaru Tateka nodded and said, "I think there is a special wavelength here that interferes with the communication of Chaldeans. That is to say, there may be new enemies here. But judging from the previous actions of the opponent, it may also be. Our partner. In short, the director should have not explored this peculiarity clearly. There must be another group of forces here, and with an ambiguous attitude, they are partners we can win."

"Clear judgment, Master." Weber nodded.

He looked at Fujimaru Tatsuka and sighed. When he first saw the Singularity in Rome, this girl was still very young, she didn't understand anything and couldn't make her own decision. But after going through several peculiarities and several difficult adventures, this girl has also grown into a very good Master.

Of course, in those difficult adventures, the North American peculiarities must be removed.

At this moment, Black Saber frowned suddenly and said, "Magic!"

"What's the matter, King Arthur?" asked Joan on the side.

As soon as the words fell, the sudden change occurred.

The ground under the feet of a few people suddenly vibrated, and the sand whirled like a whirlpool, digging in.

Everyone couldn't dodge, and was swept in by ten thousand liters of sand, and fell directly in.

"Matthew--"

"Senior—"

"Master——"

With a panic scream, Fujimaru Tatsuka's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

"Senior--, senior--"

Matthew’s anxious voice kept ringing in his ears, Fujimaru Tatsuka regained consciousness, opened her eyes, and immediately saw the worried faces of Matthew and Joan, as well as the stern face of Black Saber, and Weber smoking a cigarette. .

Fujimaru Tachika covered her head, sat up, and subconsciously asked, "Masiu...we are...?"

"We fell under the desert!" Matthew said.

"Under the desert?" Fujimaru Tateka was stunned and looked around, only to see a corridor full of modernization and science fiction.

Fujimaru Tateka frowned and asked, "Did we fall into a certain magician's workshop?"

"It looks like it is, Master." Webber put down the cigar in his hand and spit out smoke rings.

Suddenly--

There was a figure swaying in front of the promenade, and then a rather soft female voice sounded, "Several benefactors, you are wrong. This is not a magician's workshop—"

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Black Saber's eyes.

"The enemy!"

She drew out the black holy sword with her movable left hand, and when she kicked her legs, her figure was like a black arrow, and it shot out with a "shoo", and the blade of the black holy sword flashed sharply. With a sharp edge, he slashed straight at the incoming person.

There was a sound of wind, but the person came with a "shoo" and took out a stick that was shining with golden light.

The holy sword and the stick clashed with a clanging sound, the electric light flint, and the black Saber only felt his arm numb, and he was shaken back by his own strength for a few steps.

"Why... why did you attack the little monk? Could it be that you reject infidels?"

The soft female voice resounded with doubts.

Everyone looked up, and then they could clearly see the people coming.

It was a barely dressed female monk, with black and bright black hair, and that delicate face was full of doubts. Without a doubt, she was wondering why the black Saber wanted to attack her.

Black Saber was about to continue attacking her, but was stopped by Fujimaru Tatsuka, and then stopped, but still stared at the female monk vigilantly.

"Excuse me, are you?" Fujimaru Tatsuka asked.

"Poor monk Xuanzang, also known as Sanzang. I came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and wanted to go to the west to worship Buddha and ask for sutras... However, I have already walked over. Hahahaha..." Xuanzang Sanzang stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, sending out a bright light. Laughter.

Hearing this, everyone present was a little surprised.

Fujimaru Tatsuka asked uncertainly: "Are you the legendary Westwalker?"

"There is no legend, it's just a little monk who wants to worship the Buddha and ask for sutras." Xuanzhuang Sanzang said with a smile.

"No... I am not..."