Original God, I, a god, was madly recreated by the system

Chapter 493 Miserable Sambo!

"There is actually another servant. It seems like they have formed an alliance?" At this time, a blue figure appeared.

As he stretched out his hand, the red spear that was inserted into the ground automatically flew into the opponent's hand.

March Seven and Hook also looked over following the flying spears.

"Are you also a Servant?" March Seven asked.

"That's right! I'm the Lancer in this Holy Grail War. Facing you, people from another world, and considering the grand fanfare the organizers are making, it doesn't seem like a big deal for me to admit it. Of course, I won't reveal any information to you without permission."

"However, my Master has never ordered that we must kill ordinary people who see us. Well, I finally met a good Master this time," Lancer shrugged.

"Kill on sight? Is the Holy Grail War so cruel?" March Seven couldn't help but complain.

"That's right, the personalities of the Masters I met in the past were truly terrible. They even used Command Seals to order me to commit suicide." Lancer couldn't help but complain after thinking of something.

"Oh! Is there such a thing?" March 7 was shocked again.

"Horrible!" Hook swallowed.

"It's just... Fortunately, this world looks good at the moment, I quite like it..." Before Lancer could finish his words, a weak voice sounded.

"Help... help..."

Hearing this voice, March Seven and Hook immediately thought of Sambo.

"Oh no, Sambo!" The two turned their heads and found that Sambo was already kneeling on the ground with his hands pressing on his buttocks.

If they hadn't considered that there were still people there, they felt that Sambo might have been flooded.

"By the way, you are a Servant, so can you help him? He was just hit by the Noble Phantasm of that strange and despicable guy." March Seven asked Lancer.

Lancer listened and walked over to check on Sambo's condition.

"Two little girls, I don't think I can do this. Your friend seems to be cursed. Maybe the nature of that guy's Noble Phantasm is a curse."

"It's difficult to remove a Noble Phantasm of this nature, unless the master removes it himself, or a servant with magic, divine arts, or abilities to remove the curse comes to help him," Lancer shook his head.

"Curse! So vicious!" San Yue Qi covered his mouth in fear.

"How despicable and shameless!" Hook followed.

"However, there is one thing that puzzles me. That guy doesn't seem to be Assassin. He's so arrogant and doesn't seem like a Caster. What kind of job is he? He's actually using a cursed Noble Phantasm like this." Lancer frowned.

"Really, really, is there no other way?" Sangbo was about to cry.

"That's all, brother. How about I take you somewhere to release you?" Lancer scratched his head helplessly.

"No~ This is~ a dream. If I release it~ I'm afraid that my real self~ will explode~ And... I can't move~ I will explode if I move~" Sangbo was already shedding tears of grief and anger.

"This... I don't have any other options." Lancer's tone became even more helpless.

"Sambo, why don't you try to log off and leave the dream?" asked March 7.

"Can you guarantee that I won't lose control of my body and suffer a sudden flood the moment I go offline?" Sambo asked.

"This..." March 7 was embarrassed.

"Hahahahahahaha... You almost made me die of laughter... Since you have no other options, why not listen to my solution?" Just when the three of them didn't know what to do, a laughter-filled voice rang out, and hearing this voice, San Yue Qi immediately recognized the other party.

"Fireworks, it's you..." Sanyueqi turned his head to look at the source of the figure, and a petite fiery red figure appeared in the air where there was nothing.

The person who came was Hua Huo.

"Why is there another person? Are all the powers in this world so strange?" Lancer was a little surprised at this time. He didn't even notice how Fireworks appeared.

"Have you been watching from the side the whole time?" Sanyueqi ignored Lancer's words, but noticed the meaning of Huahuo's words just now.

"Yes, I've been here since you found Sambo," Huahuo laughed.

"What, Hua Huo, you are going too far. You are actually watching us perform from the sidelines." San Yue Qi's eyes widened when he heard it.

"Yes, you can't let a weak girl like me deal with that kind of curse. I'm also afraid that my beautiful girl image will collapse, hehehe," Hanabi laughed.

Hearing what Hua Huo said, San Yue Qi's mouth twitched unconsciously.

She really wanted to say, since you are so good at being invisible, why don't you just kick Scott when he activates his Noble Phantasm, making it fail? But you just kept watching.

Clearly, he just wanted to watch a show...

However, considering that the other party is a masked fool, it seems normal for him to do such a thing. This woman is just like that.

Just like what Xing said before, this woman...Asakusa!

But now, there is only one person who dares to do this to her, but this person Hanabi seems to be quite happy about it, and she may even be more arrogant to Asakusa in the future.

All in all, Fireworks Woman...is almost invincible.

Although this was Lancer's first time seeing Hanabi, her tone and words made him feel that this woman was a bit extraordinary.

Although the clothes were red, they felt like gold to him, and the laughter had the same feeling.

If we add a miscellaneous cultivator, it will be even more similar!

So Lancer subconsciously took a few steps away from Hanabi.

Sanyueqi didn't notice Lancer's subconscious action. She only cared about Hanabi saying that she had her own way.

March Seven: "Forget it, let's not talk about the other things. Hua Huo, what is your solution?"

"This is my method, of course," Huahuo said, and took out a slingshot.

"Slingshot? What are you doing with the slingshot?" March 7th hadn't reacted yet.

"Of course it is like that. You guys should also stay away. If a fountain explodes, don't blame me for not warning you."

"And Sambo, stick your butt up higher so I can aim better..." As Hanabi finished speaking, she had already put the bullet on, then pulled the slingshot and aimed it at Sambo's butt, pulling it while backing away.

After hearing these words and watching Hua Huo's actions, Sanyueqi and the others finally realized what Hua Huo wanted to do.

They were immediately frightened and retreated, and Lancer looked at Hanabi as if she were a devil.

Sure enough, his intuition was right. This woman was absolutely amazing.

"Hanabi~ What do you want to do~ Don't~"

"Old Sambo~this life~is yours~"

"Wow, wow, wow~ just please~ don't do that!"

Sambo also reacted and immediately made a request.

"Don't move, Sambo, this is a permanent solution, and don't worry..."

"This is a dream, you can't spit that out. Of course... I don't know what reality will be like..."

"If it really happened..."

"Congratulations, Sambo, you will be the first celebrity in Pinocchio to die of shame, haha ​​...

Just like that, when Hanabi felt she had retreated far enough, she immediately released her hand holding the slingshot.

The slingshot bullet flew straight towards Sambo's butt.

"See you in the next life, Sambo!"