Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

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Fighter jets aren't enough; missiles are probably on their way.

Although that idea is a bit scary, it's not impossible.

"Assassin, destroy all of that."

Although Saitama's protection ensures he won't get into trouble, there's no guarantee that a disaster could spread to the city.

Not knowing if anyone else had survived, Orlando worried that these "troublemakers" targeting him might harm others.

"Clang!!!"

Before the cannon could fire, Saitama dismantled it with his bare hands.

It is a physical entity.

Orlando frowned as he watched Saitama's effortless actions.

Although the previous pistols and grenade launchers had already explained it, he still couldn't quite understand.

An entity that appears out of thin air.

What exactly is the principle behind it?

The deaths of his subordinates. The escalating threat.

It seems like everything was designed to kill me.

(A certain Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm?)

(If they weren't truly heroic spirits from the Dragon Ball wars, they wouldn't have resorted to such petty tactics.)

He considered the possibility, but Orlando then felt something was amiss.

There's no reason for those aloof Servants to use such a "toy" on themselves.

If we really wanted to kill him, it would probably be easier to just go to Assassin's place and fight him.

He looked around, trying to find something suspicious.

An ominous atmosphere permeated the city.

It was already morning, but the sun's rays did not reach the streets.

It's as if this city has become disconnected from the outside world.

(Could it be some kind of Reality Marble or Illusion?)

That's the only way to guess; Orlando seems to know a lot about magic.

But in the blink of an eye, he noticed a drop of bright red blood at his feet.

"Tick tock."

He reached up and wiped the bridge of his nose; the bloodstains on his fingers betrayed the grim reality.

"Well?!"

The body's functions are failing.

This was not caused by external physical damage, but rather by internal influence.

He didn't even know when the tampering had happened.

When he realized this, all he could do was stare wide-eyed, his eyes bloodshot.

Even if one mobilizes the magic circulation circuits within their body, it still seems insignificant.

"Ok?"

Sensing something was wrong, Saitama glanced back at him, then jumped up.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Are we going to the hospital?"

Upon entering, Saitama discovered Orlando's near-death state and quickly helped him up.

But at that moment, many strange creatures appeared again.

Monster

"Ah, I'm not in the mood to spend time with you right now."

Looking at the group of strange people of all shapes and sizes, Saitama swiftly and decisively defeated them.

"Ah, I'm about to die."

A cheerful voice rang out as Francesca approached from a distance. Seeing Orlando's precarious situation, she spoke.

"Your Master is about to die, aren't you worried?"

Francesca asked, looking at Saitama who seemed completely unfazed.

She never expected anyone would dare to go this far.

To create such a massive space of death, to replicate and recreate the "death" of life.

To be honest, it's a bit of a threat to Francesca.

Physical death is nothing to worry about, but she fears some kind of death that could affect the soul.

So in order to protect herself, she looked for a way to escape.

Back in Orlando, she indeed encountered phenomena beyond her expectations.

"Take him to my secret base."

"It's about 20 kilometers in that direction."

"If it were you, you should be able to jump up there, right?"

Not wanting to delay any longer, and knowing that now was not the time to watch the show, Francesca pointed to the sky and said.

"Secret base?"

"Yeah, no problem."

Looking up at the sky, although he couldn't see anything clearly, Saitama felt that jumping to that height wouldn't be a problem.

"Then it's up to you!"

"Take me with you while you're at it."

"I can still save Orlando."

Francesca began, laughing.

"What? So you're scared too."

"Uh"

But then she saw Saitama staring at her and saying those subtle words.

Can't refute

To be honest, even if I wanted to explain, it would be a bit awkward right now.

"what!"

"It's there."

Before he could say anything, Saitama, carrying Orlando on his back and lifting her up with one hand, jumped up with his knees slightly bent.

The surrounding view is constantly changing.

(Sure enough, this guy is suspicious.)

The dark shadows that keep appearing below are all things targeting Francesca and Orlando.

What concerned her was that this heroic spirit was not disturbed much throughout the entire process.

Theoretically speaking, this is somewhat impossible.

Every life has an end.

Not to mention species like humans

The problem is that Francesca only observed the appearance of the monsters, but even so, Assassin easily dealt with her.

Epidemic?

A weapon of destruction?

None of them are related to Assassin (Saitama).

It is clear that people in that city lose their lives due to all sorts of causes of death.

Why is this heroic spirit completely unharmed?

Look at Orlando, the Master, who is almost dead, yet he's still alive and kicking.

It's unbelievable.

But this thought didn't last long before he heard Saitama's surprised voice.

"It seems like you jumped a little too low?"

"Is this what you care about?"