Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

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"No, there are probably very few citizens left in the city."

When the matter was brought up, Weber felt it wasn't that serious.

Flatt had already explained this when he first emailed him.

Startled by the panic, most of the people in the city had already fled.

This is only natural; when faced with a disaster that is not concealed in the slightest, not everyone can deceive themselves and stay put.

Those with courage and boldness are always in the minority.

Orlando's efforts to maintain order also relied on those who remained in the city.

Otherwise, a riot involving hundreds of thousands of people would not be something that a few hundred police officers could easily quell.

"I see. It's actually a good thing that most of them escaped."

The head that had been sticking out of the window was pulled back in, and Lion's Roar accepted the absurd claim.

Looking at the precipice and abyss ahead, he still found it difficult to remain calm.

Although I anticipated that accompanying Weber on this trip would be dangerous, I did not expect it to be on such a scale.

I've witnessed Heroic Spirits and the Holy Grail War before.

However, those subspecies are only impressive enough to catch the eye, but far from being truly groundbreaking.

"The Dragon Ball Wars... Just as the legends say."

He had heard of the secrets left behind in the magic world, but this was the first time he had witnessed such a sight.

"I'm telling you, maybe we should leave as soon as possible; there might still be a chance then?"

"It's rare for me to waver," Lion's Robber said to Webber, who was standing outside the car.

Although the meteor shower had just stopped, he honestly didn't want to experience it a second time.

Faced with this absurd destructive power, everything else is meaningless.

Only by seeing the scene with your own eyes can you understand how terrifying it is.

No wonder the rumors about Dragon Ball were suppressed.

Lion's Robbery finally understood how unpredictable the consequences of this fight would be.

It could easily affect an entire city, or even a country and its landmass, potentially altering the map – no joke.

How can we possibly handle this?

"Now that I'm here, I should do what I can to help."

I understand Lion's hesitation; in fact, this is a normal human reaction.

Wasn't Weber afraid?

He was afraid too.

The problem is that simply leaving and waiting for the outcome in the distance is not something he would be willing to do.

(It is because of death that people become aware of life!)

(Simply saying nice things won't change anything.)

Recalling something someone once said, this has always been Weber's guiding principle.

While not as powerful, it was still able to confront the crisis and find the key to breaking the deadlock.

"I'm really impressed by you."

"This is the best I can do for you."

The other party's stubborn attitude remained unchanged, which made Lion Robber sigh, but he did not try to dissuade him.

"Ah, thank you very much."

"This is enough."

"Next, I will find the students in my own way."

There was no need to force him; Weber knew that Lion's Robbery had already been quite "loyal."

"Boom!"

A deafening roar erupted, accompanied by flashes of explosions on the horizon. The sound of Lion Robber driving away was like a small firecracker.

"Can't you get through on the phone?"

"The impact of the magical collision has reached this level."

With his bandaged hand, he picked up his phone to try and contact Flat, but unfortunately, there was no good response.

It is also impossible to confirm whether the student was involved in the battle in the distance.

But for Weber, it's necessary to find out more about the situation.

It may be dangerous, but I have no choice but to go.

"Snapped"

A slight sound came from behind, which immediately put Weber on alert.

Turning around, he saw a strange figure in his line of sight.

people?

In this period and environment?

The smooth top of its head could even reflect sunlight, revealing the strangely dressed person carrying a middle-aged man whose fate was unknown.

The victims?

No.

(It's a Heroic Spirit!)

Weber quickly identified the other party and then tried to find cover to hide himself in the surrounding area.

"Oh!"

But as if he had been spotted, just as Waver was about to hide, the Heroic Spirit moved and stopped in front of him as if by teleportation.

(Oops!)

Up close, one can clearly see the other's "brief" face, which is full of harmony, but for Weber, this is undoubtedly a terrifying sight.

Being so easily approached by a Heroic Spirit is not good news.

The body may even have subconscious stress responses.

But before that, the other party spoke first.

"Um, do you know how to get to the nearby cities?"

"A city isn't necessary; towns and villages are fine too."

"Ideally, it should be a place with a hospital and a police station."

Upon hearing the bald man's words, Weber fell silent for a moment.

The person before me is undoubtedly a heroic spirit.

Judging from the marks on the hands of the man he was carrying, the man on his back should be his Master.

He understands why we need to go to the hospital, since the man clearly looks injured.

What does it mean to go to the police station?

Do you still want to call the police?

It's not surprising that such a joking thought would flash through one's mind.

After all, there have been previous news reports of Richard swaggering in front of reporters to "apologize."

The personalities of this generation of Heroic Spirits are all a bit strange.

But Weber then realized something was wrong.

The clothing worn by the person the heroic spirit is carrying seems to belong to some kind of organization.

Upon closer inspection, Weber realized he recognized the other person.

Orlando Reeves!

The chief of the police department in Xueyuan City!

Before coming, he had naturally done some research on the local area, so he was also aware of the "big shots" on the surface.

I never expected to run into you here in this way.

It's truly wonderful!

"Cough cough."

Just then, a coughing sound rang out, and the gradually returning consciousness indicated that someone was waking up.

"This is."

Orlando was not happy about his current situation.