To use a phrase more common in gaming, how dare you attack as a magus class in front of a Magus Killer?
Since the guy before him, who no longer looked human, was an entity pieced together from magecraft dregs, the power possessed by this Magus Killer just happened to be able to sever and reconnect all magecraft. As a human, Kiritsugu did not possess the weapon [Mystic Code: Severing Binding] held by that Assassin who was an Executor. But coincidentally, the guy before him barely maintained a humanoid form.
In that case, perhaps the Origin Bullets would still be effective.
No matter what, their strength was limited. Now that a Heroic Spirit had suddenly popped out and was blocked by a junior who didn't look very old, how could they, as seniors, just give up? Even if it only had a tiny effect, he had to take action at this time. At worst, he would fire all the remaining dozens of Origin Bullets he had.
Thinking of this, this Magus Killer actually felt a bit of regret. Back then, he should have let his adoptive mother put in a little effort to modify all the Origin Bullets into a type that could be used by standard firearms. In that case, perhaps he could have loaded all the remaining Origin Bullets into one magazine, then held a submachine gun or rifle and directly unloaded a clip into the powerful enemy.
In addition, this Magus Killer also slightly regretted that he was a bit too ruthless when extracting his ribs back then. He didn't take a small piece from each rib and then use special materials for connection. After recuperating for a period, the ribs could still grow back. In this way, he could have produced Origin Bullets continuously. It would just be resting for a year every time he extracted bullet raw materials.
If that were the case, the ammunition he had saved up over these years would have been enough for a machine gun clip, right?
Probably no one could withstand that. That would have been my trump card then.What a pity, I've already missed such a method.If I continue to extract my ribs to make Origin Bullets, I'm afraid it will seriously affect my body.
"Everyone, please give me some more time. I need to lock onto this guy's weakness."
Having indulged in happiness during his peaceful life, the Magus Killer, who had been somewhat softened by honey, gently lit a cigarette. Compared to the distant past, this one seemed much easier to talk to.
At least his face no longer wore that cold expression, and he could smile at outsiders. Perhaps this was the life Kiritsugu had strived for most of his life: plain, peaceful, and happy. Of course, because of the Holy Grail War issue, this Magus Killer was currently considering whether to move.
Magecraft naturally had to be passed down. After witnessing the other side of this world, possessing magecraft was the foundation for self-protection. But they couldn't stay in such a dangerous place forever. After all, a Holy Grail War like this erupted every 60 years. What if their family's descendants were affected or dragged into the Holy Grail War?
Even though the Einzbern family had given up on the Holy Grail, the blood of this family still flowed in them after all.
Even if the body was transformed, according to that blacksmith's ability, the excellent traits of the original body would definitely be preserved. This meant that his descendants, that is, Illya's descendants, might really be able to retain the characteristic of having Magic Circuits all over their bodies.
Sure enough, moving to Antarctica should be the optimal choice...
Shaking his head, the Magus Killer put this thought aside for the moment and carefully observed the fighting style and weakness of the existence before him. As long as he could eliminate the guy before him, that unknown Heroic Spirit should also be severely affected. After all, Heroic Spirits are existences bound to their Masters.
After all, there was no guarantee how long the girl using the scythe to attack could hold on. It is very difficult for humans to fight Heroic Spirits, especially since the Heroic Spirit before him did not seem to be a third-rate existence.
In the original world line, a certain teacher who taught and educated people could fight King Arthur. On one hand, it was because a certain boy was a half-baked magus. On the other hand, there was Medea's reinforcement support. And the reason a certain old bug could pit Medea was also because he had leverage, and there was also Assassin's help.
The scythe in Gray's hand constantly clashed with the short blade in the unknown Heroic Spirit's hand. From time to time, she pulled away and turned the scythe in her hand into a bow and arrow for containment. Since she already knew the guy before her was a magus, how could she give this magus time to cast spells?
If engaging in frontal combat, sometimes she had to switch the weapon in her hand to a battering ram. This was the form with the strongest attack power among all weapon forms. If used properly, it could also deal a heavy blow to the enemy by catching them off guard.
"I didn't expect there to be such a warrior in this era. What a pity, young girl. Your weapon hasn't been tempered and is still a bit too rough! Stand down. Go continue to hone your martial arts. Otherwise, your life ends here."
The unknown female Heroic Spirit's face was full of praise. Being able to occasionally make her suffer a loss under the suppression of her Mystic Eyes and her attacks... If the girl before her continued to grow, one day she would leave a mark on human history just like them, and then reunite outside of time and space.
It was rare that this summoning had something that made people feel happy. It could barely be considered a worthwhile trip.
Gray looked at the Heroic Spirit before her and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I cannot step aside. No matter what, I will block you here."
The unknown Heroic Spirit shook her head gently, then sighed. "Is that so? In that case, let's see how long you can persist."
The unknown Heroic Spirit seemed somewhat regretful. Regretful that she couldn't see a warrior grow up early. But war is war. In war, how many geniuses have met their end before they could grow up?
However, to some extent, for someone like her to kill a young warrior who had not yet grown up was a kind of honor for both her and that warrior. After all, she was also a Conqueror King! Wouldn't it be glorious to be killed by that King personally? Of course, this was just her own view for the time being.
After all, no one wants to be killed. However, this unknown Heroic Spirit's thought didn't come true either, because the Magus Killer had already raised the firearm in his hand.
Having searched for a weakness for so long, at this moment, he finally discovered the position where the bullet in his hand could penetrate the opponent best!