Hey Timothy Grail

The large group of monster cavalry in the rear cavalry also used amazing riding skills to avoid Artoria by a tiny margin.

Instead, he rushed to the berserker Hercules, who had once again drained his life.

Iron cavalry assault, the earth trembles, thousands of troops, mighty dragons.

Facing the army of monsters that seemed to be able to crush and push everything in front of him, Basaka was still fearless, holding his ax and sword high, and striding forward, like Ai Jiang, he wanted to smash thousands of troops with his own power.

Then I heard a thunderbolt, a huge arrow, wrapped in crimson flames, dragging a bright flame tail, like a comet across the sky, shot out from the cavalry, and shot towards Basaka .

The eleventh son of Tiamat, the scorpion sage who died with Bayuqian!

Basaka roared, and the ax and sword slashed, hitting the arrow.

Amidst the loud bang, the shock wave swept across Cyclonus, tore the ground, and set off billowing sand and dust.Under the strong impact, Basaka's charge stopped, but was frozen in place by the arrow.

And at the moment when his momentum stopped, the seven-headed snake Muxiu Huxiu, who was also eleven sons, quickly wrapped around him, and passed by his side like lightning.

When passing by, the dense poisonous mist that covered the vision covered the eyes. Not only that, the trembling ground exploded, and snake necks emerged from the ground. The big hero was trapped inside like a cage, and the dark green snake head was spitting out Hiss staring at prey.

puff!

A deep bone-deep wound appeared under Berserker's rib, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The berserker wanted to fight back with his sword, but the hydra drifted away and slipped away.

At the same time, Ugal and Ulidim flew past Basaka from left to right.

The poodle and the dragon of Babylon ignited a cluster of bright flames in the night, their mane like flames fluttering in the wind, and their razor-like sharp teeth bigger than ivory.

Basaka made a move with his ax and sword, but only blocked Ugal on the right, and Ulidim passed under his ribs again, biting him, and when the blood shot from Uncle B's ribs, a left arm was already at the shoulder Break, fly up!

As Hercules roared in pain, the remaining beasts did not stop, like a well-trained army, biting at the right knee of the berserker with extremely fierce evil spirit.

Even the great Greek hero with twelve lives, under the endless and strange attacks, eventually became powerless and overdrawn everything.

"Berserker!"

On the top floor of the building, Ilya, who was bound in a gun cage, uttered a mournful cry, with tears in her eyes: "Stand up, berserker is the strongest!"

"Hercules will not rise again."

Sister R Medusa next to her smiled very gratifiedly: "The twelve trials also have limits. If the damage is heavy enough, several lives can be killed at one time. He has already lost several lives in the battle with Gilgamesh." Fate, and now being besieged by the eleven descendants of the Goddess of Warcraft, this is different from ordinary Warcraft... I'm sorry Miss Ilya, your berserker is finally out."

"Bad guys! You are all bad guys!"

Ilya was crying, opened her small mouth, and stretched her neck, trying to bite, but unfortunately she was too far away, so she couldn't bite Ms. R no matter what.

Bazzett next to him shook his head, but didn't make a sound.

The rules of the Holy Grail War are like this. In the little girl's mind, it is only natural for the berserkers to happily send away their servants one after another?

--Do not make jokes! !This is war, the Holy Grail War! !

Besides, Basaka didn't really die, he was just out.

Seeing Ilya crying miserably, Tohsaka Rin felt sorry for him, and stood next to Fang Han, hugging his arms tightly with both hands, and murmured: "Fang Han, since you want to be the ultimate boss, you must be the ultimate boss!" Win to the end, you must not give up halfway!"

At this moment, the carefree Patriarch of the Yuansaka family realized that if Fang Han was also defeated, she would cry more terribly and heartbroken than Ilya.

"You can rest assured about this, as Tohsaka Rin's man, I can't say no!"

……

The smoke and dust raised by the cavalry covered the sky and the sun.

Seeing that even the berserker with multiple blood bars died on the spot at the hands of Anna, a hooded girl who was also a loli like her master, Knight King Artoria felt sorry for her.

"Is this... the power of the Goddess of Warcraft??"

After the thousands of troops rushed past, Altoli stood in the smoke and dust with a blank face, looked back at the army of monsters in the distance, gritted her silver teeth, and continued to hobble towards the high platform.

The will to fall into the battle, there is death but not life.

As long as you have a little bit of strength, you must keep charging.

"Oh, Damao kisses your thin and barren body, do you still have the strength to fight?"

Fang Han looked down at Artoria for a while, and then slowly raised his right hand, projecting a fake spiral sword.

At this moment.

Although Tohsaka Rin likes Artoria very much, but seeing the magic power in Fang Han's palm flickering, the dark black bow and the gradually stretched pseudo-spiral sword together, he couldn't help opening his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end it was classified as A sigh.

she knows-

Holy Grail War, the rules are like this.

No matter how much I like Saber, when it's time to kick her out, I still have to be ruthless.

After all, only when the servant completely declares his departure, will it be integrated into the Great Holy Grail as a huge source of magic power.

And Fang Han is the only man and partner of Rin Tohsaka's life.

Fang Han didn't say a word, and nodded with Merlin in the distance.

Under the extremely complicated eyes of the eldest lady, and the painful expression of the justice partner closing his eyes in despair and not being able to bear to witness, with a bang of his index finger, he shot an Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon that pierced the sky and shrouded in lightning.

Arturia's hair was untied, and her shoulder-length blond hair fluttered in the wind.

Holding the holy sword high, she launched the final knight's charge in the face of the soaring Illusion Honkai.

Tragic and tragic, just like the final battle between King Arthur, who returned home exhausted after a long battle, and the tragic knight who could not show his true colors on the hill of gladiolus.

It seems that when his life was dying, the world in Daimao's eyes gradually became clear, and there were actually familiar words in his ears.

"See, King Arthur, your kingdom is finished! Whichever wins between you and me - as you can see, it is all destroyed! Isn't this something you should have understood a long time ago. Pass the throne to me. Such a situation will not happen. Could it be that I...as a mother, stepson and son, I am hated by you like this?"

Facing such a roaring Mordred, King Arthur just told him blankly: "I have never hated you. There is only one reason for not claiming that the king is in your place - you do not have the capacity to be king."

After hearing this, Mordred rushed towards King Arthur angrily.

At the end of the duel between the two, Mordred, who was pierced by a gun, was about to fall.

It's also like the dull hair at the moment is blowing away with the wind.

"If I could, I'd like to say sorry to that kid myself...Merlin."

"understood."

The succubus dressed in white fell down powerlessly before her hand touched the quilt king.

Boom!

After the explosion.

Artoria disappeared without a trace. On the ground, there was only a nuclear flat pit with a depth of more than ten meters and a diameter of more than [-] meters.

"Goodbye."

It wasn't until this time that Fang Han said goodbye lightly.

Hercules and Artoria died in battle.

Wang Jiang, who was pulled into the duel field, was about to die under the mixed doubles of the two masters.

Of the four heroic spirits, only King Gilgamesh is left to fight for the last time.

Behind the oldest king was a golden light curtain that covered half of the sky, and thousands of rippling circles of light spread all over the light curtain.

Endless treasures of all kinds, such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks... from the thousands of light circles, they sprayed out like a torrential rain, shooting towards the oncoming torrent of monsters that shook the earth.

I have to say that Gilgamesh deserves to be the last arher, the knight of the bow, the most powerful.

His "King's Treasure" not only has endless and powerful treasures, but also the projection of the treasures does not need to consume much magic power.

All his consumption is just to maintain the open state of the King's Treasure.

This scene seems to have returned to the scene where the supreme virtuous king fought fiercely with the goddess of warcraft.

The two sides fell into an unbreakable stalemate.

Gilgamesh's continuous "coin throwing offensive" like a torrential rain not only consumes extremely low energy, but is also extremely powerful.Every Noble Phantasm projectile, if it hits a vital point, has the power to kill a heroic spirit.

Therefore, it is indeed useless for him to have many beasts.

Even though Anna, the Goddess of Warcraft, continued to use her power of resurrection for her army, in the face of King Gilgamesh's overwhelming rainstorm of treasures, the beast tide shrank a lot every step forward.

When the last scorpion sage rushed tens of meters in front of Gilgamesh, there were only a few absolute elites left in the army of monsters, Anna with a melancholy face, and Merlin who shook his head helplessly.

Jill, always drop God! !

The fine traditions of Uruk on the lower grams have indeed lost their effect on the Lord of Uruk.

When they rushed to the five-meter range of Gilgamesh, only Anna and Merlin, who had recovered their young girls, were left.

"Clap clap clap..."

Merlin clapped his hands carelessly.

Gilgamesh frowned, humiliating the king?Or have you completely lost the meaning of resistance? ?

He is already tired of the army of Warcraft that can make a comeback no matter what.

He looked up to the tower.

Seeing Fang Han standing on the top of the tower, condescending, and occupying his own king looking down on him, Gilgamesh, who had a strong self-esteem, couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart: "Obviously I came first..."

"Is it you group of miscellaneous cultivators? The humble things who covet this king's treasure and even do not hesitate to connect with each other dare to project the old capital of this king just for... this level of things..."

Gilgamesh, looked down upon this group of fools who dared to disobey the King of Heroes.

YouQi froze on the sky lock in front of Fang Han... the still lit magic circle, but he quickly looked away.

——It has a familiar aura again, and has it summoned a heroic spirit that the king is familiar with?

——Tch, a miscellaneous cultivator who doesn't know how to live or die.

Huo De, the endless magical power surged in an instant, Archer stared at the blood-red snake eyes, and pronounced his decision sharply: "Then, at this moment, I will completely end your world, Fang Han!!"

"An anti-world treasure?" Fang Han began to call out the name deep in his heart.

"That's right, you're acquainted."

The King of Heroes gave a rare compliment to his opponent, but Hongtong stared at Fang Han's figure leaping into the sky without moving an inch.

The magic power gathered into a key and appeared in his hand.

"Please please me well, continue to dance wildly, and die from exhaustion!"