The Dragon's Eye Phantom flew quickly, soon spotting the source of the battle sounds.
Behind a small hill, two groups were clashing: one armed with rifles and cannons, the other surprisingly consisting of warriors in armor wielding spears and swords.
Fighting modern weaponry with cold steel? That sounded incredibly idiotic and insane, especially since the cold weapon warriors were few in number.
But!
The reality was that the cold weapon warriors had the upper hand!
Most of the bullets and artillery shells fired by those with firearms were dodged by the cold weapon warriors. Even if they couldn't dodge and were hit, the armored parts couldn't be penetrated, and even unarmored parts only scraped the muscle before getting stuck. These cold weapon warriors were incredibly strong!
Not only that.
"Whoosh!"
The cold weapon warriors also had archers. Though few in number, only three, their lethality was astonishing.
Almost every arrow they shot took down a firearm soldier. From 50 meters away, every arrow was a kill, more accurate than a sniper, reaping souls like the grim reaper. As a result, the battle only lasted 5 minutes before the firearm soldiers began to show signs of collapsing.
Mo Shuying immediately understood what was happening when he saw these cold weapon soldiers.
The soldiers with firearms on the left were ordinary people, natives of this continent. They were defending their homeland.
Because the cold weapon warriors opposite them were ancient warriors summoned by the Holy Grail, the army of the ancient Celts.
As ancient soldiers, their combat power was already incomparable to modern people. Add to that their summoning by the Holy Grail, which gave them a basic Servant-like quality—though not true Servants, they were clearly much stronger than ordinary humans.
Seeing the Celtic soldiers beginning to charge, ready to kill the firearm soldiers, Mo Shuying was about to use Flash to intervene when suddenly!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, a barrage of shells rained down, intercepting the Celtic soldiers. Mo Shuying controlled the Dragon's Eye Phantom to look, seeing five Mechanical Dolls rapidly approaching. Cannons on their shoulders continuously fired shells, and they held two machine guns, unleashing a Metal Storm on the Celtic warriors.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!"
The dense suppressive fire directly forced the Celtic warriors back. Even they couldn't withstand this level of powerful firepower.
The Mechanical Dolls bought the firearm soldiers time to retreat. Soon, the firearm unit withdrew, and the Mechanical Dolls, fighting as they retreated, quickly vanished as well.
"This…"
Mo Shuying witnessed it all. He knew why these people were fighting and what was going on, but how was he going to explain this to the group behind him?
Ancient warriors battling steel mechs? This was like a movie!
"What's wrong, Mr. Mo? The gunshots seem to have died down. Did something happen?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka walked over and asked. Mo Shuying, with one eye closed, turned to him, thought for a moment, and said,
"Two groups were fighting."
Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned slightly upon hearing this.
"This is indeed a turbulent time. If it's just a conflict between ordinary people, it's not really our place to interfere."
"It wasn't just ordinary people. I saw mechs."
"Huh?"
As soon as Mo Shuying mentioned mechs, Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned.
"Is the technology in this era that advanced?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt his mind couldn't quite grasp it.
"It definitely isn't technology from this era. Just like Babbage before, it's probably a puppet mech created with some kind of Magecraft plus technology."
Mo Shuying explained. He was currently controlling the Dragon's Eye Phantom to follow the firearm soldiers, to see where they were going.
"So, there's a Servant involved?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka narrowed his eyes, surprised to find a clue about a Servant so quickly.
"Probably. But there's something else."
"Oh?"
"Fighting these mechs were a group of ancient soldiers."
"Huh?"
"You didn't mishear. Ancient armor, ancient weapons. But don't underestimate them. Their arms are thicker than your waist, and their combat power isn't low."
When Mo Shuying suddenly mentioned his waist, Fujimaru Ritsuka instinctively reached down to touch it, but then realized and his face flushed. He immediately pretended to put his hands on his hips and said,
"What kind of joke is that? Even if they're ancient soldiers, they're still human. How could their arms be thicker than a person's waist?"
"…"
Mo Shuying was speechless. Why would he lie about something like that?
He was about to explain.
"Someone's coming. Be careful, their reaction is strange."
Dr. Roman's voice rang out, and everyone immediately became alert. Soon, they saw a small squad rapidly approaching.
This was a small squad of a dozen or so individuals, all clad in armor, burly and short with dense beards. From a distance, they looked like a group of dwarves.
They wielded various weapons, and upon seemingly spotting the group, they suddenly accelerated and charged forward.
"Oh! Oh my god! Their arms are actually thicker than my waist!"
It was only when Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the size of these warriors that they truly believed, finally understanding the phrase "able to run horses on their arms." Aside from those carrying swords and spears, the three at the very back, armed with bows and arrows, had iron-like muscles on their arms. It looked like one punch from them could take out several crybabies.
"These warriors' attire looks so familiar! No way, this should be the armor of Celtic warriors, and these people also look very much like Celts, but this isn't scientific!"
Dr. Roman shouted, and Mo Shuying rolled his eyes.
At a time like this, you're still talking about science? You, a king of Magecraft who became an ordinary person using a Holy Grail, have the nerve to talk about science? You've watched too much Magical Girl ☆ Magical Romani.
"They're coming! Get ready for battle."
Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted, and Mash immediately raised her shield and stood in front of them. Then, Karna, Child Gil, and Li Shuwen walked to the front of the group. Black Lancer Alter showed no intention of acting, and Mo Shuying didn't move an inch.
"They are Celtic warriors, soldiers summoned by the Holy Grail. They are destroying any human-shaped life they encounter. Don't hold back, just take them out."
Child Gil recognized these individuals' origins, but due to some suppression, he couldn't see any more information.
"Even if they were summoned by the Holy Grail, in my eyes, they are still just mortals."
Karna was somewhat troubled. As a Deity's child, striking down these human warriors felt a bit undignified.
At this moment, Li Shuwen spoke.
"To deal with humans, let this old man handle it."
Li Shuwen stepped forward, clasping his hands behind his back, and began walking towards them.
The oncoming Celtic warriors noticed an old man walking out and showed confusion in their eyes, but this was quickly replaced by ferocity.
"Ah!!"
As veteran warriors, they didn't care if you were old, weak, women, or children; anyone who blocked their path was to be slain.
The Lancer charging at the very front thrust his spear at Li Shuwen, but his hand suddenly went numb, and the long spear was already in Li Shuwen's hand.
*CRACK!*
With a crisp sound, the Celtic soldier flew backward. Li Shuwen twirled the long spear in his hand, a smile playing on his lips as he said,
"It's been a long time... since I've used a spear."
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