On a rainy night in Fuyuki City, blood-red thunder exploded the magic array, and a man in black with sinister eyes came out.
"I am Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, the Great Emperor of Wei Wu. Are you summoning me?"
After receiving the knowledge about the heroic spirits, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly - in this era, the magic power is so thin, and the duel between heroic spirits can't even bring an organized army of soldiers and horses?
For the Cao thief who was best at group fights and had no bottom line in his dirty fighting methods, this Holy Grail War was simply a waste!
Thousands of swords fired from Gilgamesh's golden throne? Qingzhou soldiers' hundreds of high-pitched artillery formations were directly destroyed by him.
Saber's chivalry sword is too sharp? Dian Wei, Xu Chu and his two halberds blocked the door.
As for the white-haired beauty next to Master Kiritsugu... I will reluctantly take care of her a little more.
From that night on, all the masters in Fuyuki felt an ancient and terrifying thing at the same time - the heroic spiritual pollution from the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
And this is just the beginning.
Reader comments
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It's extremely poisonous. The first shot at the beginning was poisonous to me. Try it again.
I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore, I feel so uncomfortable when I see the first picture