Hey Timothy Grail

...If he had been summoned as an ordinary swordsman, would he have endured such humiliation? !

The answer is self-evident.

Therefore, if he wanted to fight for the Holy Grail, he could only take the path of the riskiest berserker.And his madness will make the situation worse. I am afraid that no matter which Holy Grail War he is summoned, he will never be able to get the Holy Grail.

But even so, he slays evil with a smile on his face.

While enduring the pain, he is also looking for a way to reverse.

Both a masochistic seeker and a hopeless destroyer.

That is simply the tragic but magnificent life of Spartacus.

Therefore, Shi Jiang judged his existence with his own respect, and suffered a self-destruct blow head-on.

To her, Berserker was just a huge target. Whether it was a dagger blow from his giant arm or a huge body rushing forward, it was meaningless in front of her godlike speed.

However, if you don't take this blow head-on, how can you accept the challenge of the opponent's heroic spirit openly! !

"As expected of you, Scathach."

"It's really tough... But since you stood in front of me in the end, I won't complain about your mess this time!"

Hiding behind time, Cba, the master of Caster's lore belt, also possesses immortality, but with the blessing of the black caster Chen Gongtai's treasure that contains the secret art of the Xia Dynasty and can even threaten immortals, it is somewhat rare. Moved.

Although as the Lord of Northern Europe, it is impossible to escape, and it is impossible to escape in this life.

That is to say, he could only pay half of the spiritual foundation to allow himself to bear the blow head-on. Unexpectedly, Scatha didn't discuss with her at all, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly blocked in front of her, which made Deskadi slightly At the same time astonished, Scathach, who was standing with his gun in his arms and was panting from behind, inspected it once or twice, and couldn't help pursing his lips with a relieved smile, and his amber eyes flashed jokingly.

"Who is complaining about who, hum!!"

The master shook off someone's slender hand with extreme disdain.

He turned to take two steps forward, and solemnly inserted his spear of thorns and death into the hole where Ai Jiang's remaining meat was.

"I didn't expect Berserker to sacrifice his life and lose."

Although he held a trace of apology for his departed subordinates, Vlad III, as a monarch, still sharply pointed the tip of his spear at Scathach's heart.

Then, it will be up to me to inherit the will of Sparta and drive out all invaders.

However, the red Lancer aimed towards the thrust of the Fearless Monarch, but took a step forward in line with the direction of the spear.

The spear skill of Vlad III, who is known as the puncturer, is at a level that even the so-called shooting stars in the sky can be shot down.

Generally speaking, the master would probably be easily pierced through the heart.

However, Lancer forgot the most fatal point.

He forgot that there is another best partner behind Scathach.

The tip of the gun did not pierce into the heart, but passed by Scathach's side.

"what……!!"

"Have you forgotten, Vlad III. There is no winner between you and me. To be precise, if your fearless men hadn't rushed out to block that blow, you would have already lost to this goddess. !"

The goddess of ice and snow holding a magic wand is majestic. Although she is obedient to the self-destruction of the berserker and the "sacrifice" of the evil military master, she strikes hard against the orthodox hero Vlad III.

Amplified Noble Phantasm - [Gate of Skye]! !

Evasion, instant death is invalid, damage reduction.

The piercer's surprise attack was completely useless! !

"It doesn't matter, no matter how many enemies there are, as the monarch of this territory, I will fight with all my strength, no matter whether the opponent is a king or a goddess, I will never hesitate!!"

Skadi's words had a huge impact on Lancer.Indeed, as the other party said, if Spartacus and Chen Gong hadn't arrived in time, he, as the leader of the black side's followers, might have been defeated on the spot.

But so what, if you try your best to lose, it's just because you exhausted your destiny, it's not a crime of war! !

"Emmm...you are right, I support you."

Suddenly, the purple-haired master craftsman standing at the place where Spartacus disappeared suddenly said something.

This speech, which seemed like a cold joke, really shocked the opponent's servant: "What do you mean?"

"You're right about this old hag wearing palace clothes. She is a god-king, a god and a king at the same time."

Even though she made such a complaint in the middle of an unprecedentedly fierce battle, this Yujie with a slightly melancholic temperament still looks very dazzling.

Serious nonsense.

I thank you oh... the Grand Duke's face darkened, and he almost started to greet directly in the middle ages.

"Also, after all, if I am a serious servant who was really summoned by the Holy Grail, I am afraid that I have returned to the Hall of Valor by now. Therefore, I will not fight again in this battle. You can just think that I am gone."

Rarely solemn and solemn, although the other party maintained his usual coquettish smile, he stared at Lancer with cold emotion in his eyes.

In the eyes of the piercer, it seems to be very similar to the eyes of a snake that has spotted its prey.

But, for no reason——

Vlad III, who was at a disadvantage, really understood what the other party meant, and didn't have the slightest doubt.

Lancer on the red side said she was tired and didn't want to fight anymore.

So she won't make a move? ?

Well, the same character as myself! !

Vlad III and Rong Naiyan, who were also Lancers, did not doubt the other party's noble character as spearmen at all, and then pointed their guns at the somewhat sluggish Skadi again, and once again assumed the posture of charging.

The scene took a turn for a while.

Everyone understood the meaning of Skaha's respect for the dead spirits, except Ms. Skadi, who was a twin.

"Hey... so love will disappear??"

The Goddess, who had been fishing to the extreme, was stunned for a moment, and was dumbfounded by the magical brain circuit of her teammates: "Isn't it just me who is supporting the spearmen alone!!"

"As expected of you, Scatha!!"

"Admit it, it's not the first day you saw me."

"you......"

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——A completely overwhelming situation.

"...As expected."

Standing side by side with Fang Han and watching everything that happened on the prism, when he saw Danic, who was written by Chen Gong and Spartacus swiped the ink with his life, he nodded slightly and shook his head again.

"Sure enough, Mr. Fang Han has a deep background. He is indeed a man who can win the power of the clock tower within a week!"

"It's not winning, it's just using formal means to keep them out of the way."

Fang Han waved his hand, but the understatement concealed the astonishment in his eyes very well. The good guy just matched Ai Jiang with the successful [Stella] Fang Han who was in the Castle of Yog Domyrenia, almost People are dumbfounded.

Fortunately, the great hero was dragged away by King Gilgamesh, who is extremely tax-evading. Otherwise, if the fireworks come next, I am afraid that even the Kongming brothers and sisters will not be able to escape.

No, it should be said that no one in the entire grassland can survive! !

Fang Han exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky, of course, mainly because in Danik's eyes, Fang Han couldn't help laughing because he acted like a high-ranking, mysterious and unpredictable master.

"Ugh...!"

In the prism, the Lord of the Lost Belt, who was fighting again, even pulled out the spear of thorns and death thorns left by Scathach. It seemed that he wanted to throw the treasure [Gáe Bolg] from his posture, which really scared everyone. .

"Don't think that a caster can't melee, then you are too stupid."

Skadi spoke in a flat voice, gradually pushing the "black" Lancer into a desperate situation.That merciless and precise attack really has the meaning of arrogance worthy of the name of the king of gods

Yes, the hero Vlad III, who was evenly matched with her not long ago, is now at an overwhelming disadvantage.

The Grand Duke also felt this change at this time, and his strength was declining.

If it is said that the strength I exerted was [-]% just now, then it is only [-]% at most now.

Iron stakes protruded from "Black" Lancer himself.However, both its speed and sharpness are vastly different from just now.There was no need to summon ice crystals at all, the "red" caster bounced all of them away with just a gun and evasion.

"In my demon realm, it doesn't belong to your territory. In other words - as long as you are in this enchantment, you are no longer a hero to save the country, but I am still the king of the Nordic gods!"

Skadi, who is also the monarch and the mother of the gods, smiled proudly.

In other words, this was not Romania, where Vlad III was worshiped as a hero.Therefore, his popularity gradually declined.

Victory and defeat! !

The "black" Lancer who brandished a long spear against the "red" caster had already lost the elegance, magnificence, and violence that he had always maintained. Now what supported him to continue fighting was only his dignity as a hero.

That alone gave him the strength to fight.

However, it is simply impossible to beat Skadi in this situation.

I'm afraid that as long as the "black" Lancer's fighting spirit from the hero's dignity is slightly weakened, it will usher in the end like an avalanche.

Both Servants understood this very well.

Then as long as the "black" side retreats, it's fine, as long as it turns its back on the enemy and runs away.Of course, if he could do that, he wouldn't be able to become a Heroic Spirit.

——Am I going to die here?

Suddenly, an almost certain thought flashed through "Black" Lancer's mind.His own defeat, of course, means the defeat of the "black" side as a whole.However, this is impossible.Insufficient strength, too deep into the enemy line.More importantly, he really never thought that the other party, as a magician, would behave like this with such superb spear skills.

Of course, it would be nice if Joan of Arc was here—he thought about it too, but his pride quickly overshadowed it.

Shame, desperation, and regret roiled his heart like a torrent of water.

but--

Sure enough, there is still no way to change the status quo.

Just when he was thinking this way, with such conviction, and when he had made up his mind, the Master who had made a contract with him - quietly echoed in his ears like magic, and whispered like a demon:

"No, it's not that there is no way to win—as long as you are willing to release that treasure."

"What are you talking about, Darnic?!!"

That was not a joke, it was a veritable killing intent.However, the magus endured his shouting as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak indecent words in the castle of Tullis:

"Lord, I'm telling you to release the treasure. This is the only choice to win."

"What are you talking about!? I said long ago that I would not use that treasure, have you forgotten! I will die here! I will die here with regret! But, that is the loser Destiny! Danik! I never thought of using that being that was cast aside by others! Absolutely! Absolutely!!"

"No, you're wrong—!!"