Fate/Type: I Am the Assassin!

Hector was incredibly confident in his spear skills. In the Trojan War, he had single-handedly fought against thousands, leading a small number of soldiers to repel enemies many times their size on countless occasions. He was known as the great hero, the "Gleaming Helm"!

In one-on-one combat, he had never been defeated by anyone except Achilles. Today! He would continue to maintain his glory!

"*Overwhelming Might!*"

"Clang!"

Hector horizontally blocked Mo Shuying's punch. Although the force of the punch startled him, he wasn't too worried.

He had defeated powerful opponents before; they were all straightforward people who only knew how to use brute force, without any tricks. With a little planning, he could quickly...

"*Bang!!*"

"Pfft!!"

Before Hector could finish his thought, a punch landed on his face. It was so fast he couldn't even see it! He was sent flying directly into the sea!

Mo Shuying glanced at Hector as he sent him flying, a look of confusion in his eyes. A great hero? That's it?

Suppressing his doubts, Mo Shuying waved at a surprised Medea!

"*Crushing Hand Splitter!*"

"Boom!"

A super strong suction pulled Medea towards him, but she turned into a mass of foam and vanished in mid-air.

Another escape skill. Mo Shuying had failed twice because of this skill. However, a skill that had been used once in front of Mo Shuying wouldn't succeed again!

"Whoosh!"

The re-formed Medea suddenly noticed that Mo Shuying was gone from the foredeck. She was startled, and the next second, her slender neck was grabbed by Mo Shuying!

"Still too young. If you had teleported into the cabin, I wouldn't have found you, but you're still outside..."

Mo Shuying tightened his fingers, and her delicate bones began to deform. Suddenly!

"Bang~"

A potion bottle popped out from Mo Shuying's body. Mo Shuying narrowed his eyes. The Medea in his hand had already transformed into a venomous snake.

"Illusion. Who?"

Mo Shuying didn't know Medea could use illusions. He glanced at the venomous snake gnawing at his arm, its fangs breaking off without piercing his defense. With a squeeze, he crushed it to death.

"Who exactly are you, disturbing my good time so early in the morning!"

Circe had squatted on the mast at some point, a black light flickering in her hand. Illusions were one of Dark Magecraft's specialties.

"You are?"

Mo Shuying frowned. Who is this? Dressed so provocatively! Isn't she afraid of catching a cold dressed like this so early in the morning?

"Me? I am the Queen of Aeaea Island, the divine maiden of witchcraft. You can call me Circe."

Circe lifted her delicate chin. Mo Shuying caught sight of some deep red "strawberries" on her neck, and his face instantly darkened!

"So... another wicked woman."

Mo Shuying declared that he had zero tolerance for wicked women.

Circe, instead of getting angry, rejoiced, a pleased expression on her face.

"Wicked woman? Heh heh~ I like that title. Soon, you will be my slave, the slave of this wicked woman."

As Circe's voice fell, a large number of shadows appeared beneath Mo Shuying's feet! These shadows coiled around Mo Shuying's body, trying to control him.

The reason Circe chose to chat with Mo Shuying for a bit was actually to secretly make her move.

I'm waiting for skills, what are you waiting for?

"Bang!"

However, another potion bottle appeared. The shadows around Mo Shuying were shaken away. Mo Shuying crushed the bottle with a grab, his gaze at Circe now filled with killing intent.

"You're asking for death."

"Boom!"

Mo Shuying stomped, shattering the deck beneath his feet, and charged towards Circe. Circe had been wary when her attack failed. The moment Mo Shuying moved, she flew upwards, ascending the mast into the sky.

Mo Shuying, however, stepped onto the horizontal canvas pole, and with a push of his toes!

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Mo Shuying leaped and rushed upwards in a zigzag pattern! The accumulated power burst forth from his feet the moment he reached the top!

"Boom!"

Mo Shuying transformed into a black light, shooting towards the sky, flashing past Circe's horrified eyes!

"Focus, *Thunderclap Flash!*"

Mo Shuying steadied himself in the high sky, while Circe was already bleeding profusely, a wound stretching from her left thigh to her left shoulder. The massive wound even revealed bone and internal organs.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Circe screamed and fell from the sky, a truly gruesome sight.

Mo Shuying bent down, ready to pursue, but suddenly, a green light burst from the ship's cabin below, transforming into a giant serpent that swallowed Circe whole.

A white-haired man emerged. The giant serpent was his Noble Phantasm, an embodiment of False Medicine: Useless Underworld Lament. He was a doctor, and his Noble Phantasm could even bring the dead back to life!

"Another one who shouldn't exist."

Mo Shuying found the white-haired man familiar, but his name was rather long and hard to recall. It seemed to be Asclepius, quite a mouthful, but there was a more widely known name for him:

Ophiuchus.

As the son of Apollo, Ophiuchus had studied in various places, acquiring medical techniques that bordered on the miraculous. However, this power aroused the jealousy of other gods, who struck him down with lightning, only for him to ascend to the heavens and become the constellation Ophiuchus.

He was also a member of the Gorgon, serving as its ship doctor, a healer among heroes.

"Medea, the enemy is strong."

Ophiuchus turned and said. Medea frowned as she stepped out. She had been hiding in the cabin, and seeing Circe's grim state, a strange euphoria surged within her.

"Hector has already been knocked away. On this ship, only Heracles could possibly defeat him, but..."

But Heracles could only be commanded by Jason, and Jason hadn't appeared yet.

*BOOM!*

The moment Medea finished speaking, a wave exploded on the nearby sea surface.

Hector, his face contorted, burst out of the water. Magic power condensed around his body, allowing him to stand on the sea. He gripped his spear in a reverse hold, his eyes filled with furious malice!

"Bastard!! Sneak attack!! Die, you hear me!! *Indestructible Extreme Spear!*"

Hector unleashed his Noble Phantasm. The slender spear blade in his hand erupted with terrifying magic, then shot towards Mo Shuying!

*BOOM!*

This attack, similar in power to Cú Chulainn's Demonic Spear, was a prime example of an Anti-Army Noble Phantasm!

Its immense power could instantly kill most Heroic Spirits. It was Hector's confident strike, yet...

"Durandal!"

Mo Shuying switched to Gilgamesh's Class Card. A Holy Sword appeared in his hand, and he poured magic into it! Immediately, the sword unleashed a powerful strike, no weaker than the Indestructible Extreme Spear!

"*Indestructible Extreme Saint!*"

*BOOM!*

The two powerful strikes collided above the Gorgon. The immense energy fluctuations created a tidal wave that pushed the Gorgon away.

"What?! That sword!"

Hector's eyes widened in surprise at the sight. He wasn't surprised that Mo Shuying could block his attack, but rather by the sword in Mo Shuying's hand! If he wasn't mistaken...

The sword in Mo Shuying's hand was the blade of his own spear, in a state where the shaft had been removed. The energy it released was also of the same origin and type! After colliding, they merged! Then...

*EXPLOSION!*

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