Although mages nowadays were becoming more and more fond of close combat, there were still very few mages who were good at close combat. Mages like Guardian Akira, who directly swung their weapons at others, or Miss Rin, who used [Eight Extremities Fist] to fiercely beat up the enemy, were always unusual among mages. As for Macquarie Zorgen, whether before or after his fall, he was never this type.
Therefore, Tang Hao directly rushed to the opponent as fast as he could, trying to take him down in one fell swoop.
In terms of physical ability alone, Macquarie could never be stronger than Enosaka Nagato, nor did he have the ability to make the enemy powerless with a touch like the Holy Maiden of Winter. Tang Hao, on the other hand, had the level of a servant in melee combat. As long as he got close, no matter how strong the magician was, there was no hope of survival.
However, when the distance between the two sides was less than three body lengths, a drop of water jumped up from the ground and suddenly splashed in front of Tang Hao. With a loud bang, the water drop exploded like a bomb.
The same thing happened in many other places. All of the phantoms that Tang Hao created with his Quick Steps were blocked by the sudden water droplet bombs. The phantoms that did not have the ability to deal with them were either crushed or absorbed. Even Tang Hao's real body had to retreat because he noticed that these exploding water droplets carried a strong corrosive power that was even more terrifying than strong acids.
This was the lethality of magic, and it was the most troublesome part for Tang Hao.
Although he was already comparable to a servant in melee combat, compared to a real servant, he still had an obvious disadvantage, and that was magic power.
Generally speaking, those who could become servants were mostly those who had contact with magic, or were half a magician themselves. Especially those big heroes from God's Generation, they were even more incredible. Almost all of them had at least B-level magic, which was enough to make them immune to most magic. As for people like Mom C and Uncle B, there was no need to mention them. With A-level magic, almost all modern magic was child's play, and they could freely attack the enemy's magic.
Even Miss Okita, who was completely insulated from magic, would be given a basic magic attribute after becoming a servant and being summoned by the Holy Grail, causing the servant to naturally restrain the magician.
But Tang Hao was not a servant, and he only knew a little about magic. In addition, he was still a living person, so his resistance to magic was almost zero, which meant that most of the magician's attacks could work on him.
Even a magician of Enosaka Rin's level, if he used relatively high-level magic on him, he would not be able to resist it head-on.
As for Macquarie, who had lived for nearly three hundred years, he had the strength to fight servants. His use of magic and combat experience was not something that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl could compare with. He posed a greater threat to Tang Hao.
After repelling Tang Hao, Macquarie opened his hands, and the water droplets floating around him quickly condensed together, as if turning into a leech, and rushed toward Tang Hao.
Tang Hao reacted quickly, and almost without thinking, he slashed the "leech" in half. But the next moment, it split into two, becoming two "leeches" of the same size, and he was attacked from the front and back.
These two "leeches" would not explode, and they were probably Macquarie's servants. They were very fast, like fireflies flying in the night. If he was not careful, they would escape from his sight, so Tang Hao had to maintain his attention at all times.
Moreover, he could not attack indiscriminately.
Because no one knew if they would continue to split. If they split into four again, even he would probably have to run.
The advantage of lacking innate intelligence made it difficult for Tang Hao to fight.
But fortunately, after these two "leeches" appeared, Macquarie did not use those water droplet bombs again. It seemed that these two "leeches" were different from Iliya's White Bird. They were not self-disciplined servants, and needed Macquarie's own mind to control them. And he, obviously, could not do two things at once.
But because of the lack of attack intelligence, Tang Hao could only rely on his speed to dodge. After a moment of fighting, Macquarie probably also realized that he was lacking in numbers, and the two "leeches" actually stopped attacking Tang Hao, but from time to time hit his sword.
Was it because it wanted to split into more numbers?
In other words, it did not have the ability to split?
Tang Hao had an idea. Of course, he would not let Machili get what he wanted. Every time the 'leeches' pounced on his sword, he would immediately turn the blade and block with the surface of the sword. The soft 'leeches' would hit the surface of the sword, making spluttering sounds. Sometimes they would turn into a flat puddle of water, but they did not continue to split.
But, unsure if it was an illusion, Tang Hao found that after each collision, the "leech" seemed to grow larger?
Boom! Boom! Boom …
As Tang Hao and Macquarie fought, the sound of cannons continued to come from not far away. Occupying the Great Hollow, Qing Zi had an overwhelming advantage in the power of fire. Even a miracle in the magic world like Moon Oil could be crushed in one hit.
However, her current opponent was the Holy Maiden of Winter. The Holy Maiden of Winter was indeed not skilled in combat, but her comprehensive knowledge of magic allowed her to instantly see through Qing Zi's magic … Qing Zi had superb firepower, but his accuracy was somewhat lacking.
Evidently, Qing Zi's magic was more suited to dealing with large and slow-moving targets.
With this understanding, the Holy Maiden of Winter naturally would not fight her head on. Instead, she dodged Qing Zi's attacks with her erratic figure, constantly approaching the Great Hollow.
Gradually, Qing Zi could not take it anymore.
Indeed, she now had almost unlimited magic, allowing her to attack freely. But every shot of the magic cannons consumed a large amount of her stamina. She was good at maximizing her output, but on the other hand, she could not perform such delicate operations as reducing the output and increasing the density of her attacks.
Thus, even if she knew that her attack pattern had been seen through, she could not change it. She could only hope that the Holy Maiden of Winter's movements would slow down so that she could be hit by the magic cannons.
But this idea of hoping that the enemy would not perform well was clearly unrealistic. She was now riding a tiger, unable to dismount. The wasted stamina made her body more and more tired. The gap between the magic cannons grew wider, and the distance between them shortened.
It seemed … there was trouble.
Looking at the Holy Maiden of Winter getting closer and closer, Qing Zi's forehead could not help but sweat a little.
Tang Hao had no time to pay attention to Qing Zi's battle, but just from the sound of the cannons, he knew that Qing Zi was in trouble, and with Qing Zi's current level, he might not be able to solve it. Whether Qing Zi was defeated in the end, or he was stalled, there was only one ending.
If he wanted to break through this predicament, he could only start from his side, and he had to do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Enaka Nagato also arrived, the two would definitely lose!
Sure enough, the two leeches were getting bigger.
After thinking about it, Tang Hao finally determined the characteristics of Machili's two familiars. They could not self-destruct, nor could they actively split, but they had the ability to absorb like sponges. Every time they collided, they would absorb part of the spiritual power of the Penglai jade sword, thus strengthening themselves. That was why they grew bigger and bigger.
No wonder Macquarie had the possibility of defeating a single Servant.
To put it bluntly, a Servant was a combination of spiritual base and magic power. If he was constantly attacked by these two "leeches", as long as the magic power of the Servant was not high enough, the Servant's own magic power would continue to be sucked away, and then under this situation, defeat was naturally the only result.
But fortunately, he was not a Servant, and what was sucked away was only the spiritual power of the Penglai Jade Sword. Although it would be troublesome if it continued —
Clatter!
Just as the two "leeches", which had become thicker than an arm, attacked again, Tang Hao stretched out his hand and touched the sword. In an instant, the glazed sword ignited with raging flames.
"Magic?" Not far away, Macquarie's face changed. He thought Tang Hao was just a pure martial artist.
"It's not magic, it's magic."
Tang Hao smiled slightly and swung the sword down, right in the middle of the two "leeches". Hot flames rose into the sky and completely swallowed the two "leeches". The next moment, white smoke quickly spread around.
No matter how good these two "leeches" were as Servants, they could not change the fact that they were water.
As long as it was water, it was afraid of fire.
Of course, conversely, fire was also afraid of water.
And this depended on whose yield was greater.
The "leeches" had absorbed most of the spiritual power of the Penglai Jade Sword, and they were already very strong, but compared to the Royal Oil released by Tang Hao with all his magic power, they were still inferior. The "leeches" evaporated and emitted a large amount of water vapor. This water vapor blocked Tang Hao's line of sight, and at the same time, it also hid his figure.
This was also the reason why Tang Hao chose to make a move at this moment. If it was the two "leeches" that were only as thick as a finger before, they could not produce such a large amount of water vapor.
Puff!
When the "leeches" evaporated, Maciri felt the death of his Servant and immediately retreated. However, he was just a magician after all, and he did not have the reflexes beyond the limits of the human body like Enosaka Nagato. He could not even capture Tang Hao's movements in the thick water vapor.
Thus, the moment he retreated, Tang Hao had already rushed out of the steam and arrived in front of him like a bolt of lightning.
Again, no matter how powerful a magician was, once a Servant got close, there was only a dead end.
With that sound, Macquarie felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He instinctively lowered his head, only to see a glazed longsword piercing through his abdomen. Bright red liquid dripped onto the ground.
"You …"
Maciri twitched the corner of his mouth, still a little incredulous at this moment.
Tang Hao turned his wrist, and the Penglai Jade Sword turned in Maciri's abdomen, cutting outward along the right side, bringing out a pool of blood.
"You're already dead."
Tang Hao waved the blood off the sword and turned around without looking back.
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