I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

Magic circuit, activate——

Seeing that the edge of Lancelot's sword was approaching his cheek, the loop lines spread all over his arms.

In the vision of magic power perception, it is enough to understand the massive magic power brewing in his slash.

"It really fits your serious character, Lancelot."

The night wind swayed.

Geng Yuan slanted her body sideways, and the iron chains on both sides of her wrists were ejected forward as if they had their own life, and the sharp cones at both ends pierced Lancelot's forehead.

Against the backdrop of the night, the iron chain dripping with magic power swings through two arcs of dazzling blue light, which is really dazzling.

But seeing the determination in the enemy's eyes, he did not back down.

Lancelot charged fearlessly, and the explosive speed under his feet was almost invisible to the naked eye. He swung his sword and slashed without hitting the iron chain.

Most of the knights are brave, and the strongest knight Lancelot is naturally like this, but in his opinion, a mere hidden weapon is nothing more than a mantis arm.

But when he realized that the magic power accumulated in the blade disappeared when he touched the iron chain, he woke up.

——This is.. absorbing magic power?

Not allowing him to hesitate for a moment, a whirlwind rushed past him, and Lancelot subconsciously moved his steps slightly later.

At this time, he also stretched out his hand again, trying to grab Geng Yuan who was throwing his fists and kicks in disorder to capture her.

But unfortunately, this moment was not grasped.

Geng Yuan is like a live loach, her movements are nimble and not dragging her feet.

Whip shadow, sword shadow.

With the interplay of swordsmanship and whipping, the originally peaceful forest roared in mourning, and the traces of battle were blown by the whirlwind from the forest to the lawn.

At this time, Geng Yuan managed to gain the upper hand by playing tricks.

Seeing that Lancelot wanted to catch him, he picked up his right foot and kicked again.

boom--

The deep sound of the iron armor, the blow full of magic power, even Lancelot's heel was deeply buried in the ground.

...

Today's update, I will have a recommendation on Friday, I will try my best to restore my state in the next few days.

Hmm... It feels like my condition has not been better since April.

Last month's manuscript fee of 2 was also invested in the game [Dream Link is so fun]

By the way, do you think spoofs are better, or harem fighting is better?

Chapter 52. Vlad III and Achilles

"Oh? Has Saber fought my friend yet?"

The grassland is silent, only the sound of blood dripping and splashing shoots and roots.

Vlad III pulled out his blood-soaked spear, his hair was fluttering, and his brows were sunken from the profile, which seemed a bit regretful.

Hearing the news from Danic, it was inevitable that he felt sad and helpless.

But on second thought, it wasn't unbearable.

"Don't disappoint Yu, Yu's best friend and courtier." He sighed deeply as if he had two intentions, and it seemed to be cheering for both sides.

But for a moment, the retreating enemies gathered together again.

It's the dragon tooth soldiers, the overwhelming dragon tooth soldiers.

The one who created them was the Assassin of Red Fang, the Empress of Assyria, Semiramis.

In the sky city high above the clouds, the empress Duanya leaned on the throne, she shaved her pointed ears lazily: "Well, Romanian man, I'll delay you for a while."

How many Dragon Tooth Soldiers can only snap a finger.

She knows a little bit of magic, and she can control these small parts as she pleases.

"But...do you really think that I will continue to fight with you?" Semiramis raised his lips inexplicably.

She paid attention, a shot of magic power was like a comet passing across the sky.

Semiramis opened the spiritual screen, as stable as an old general on the Diaoyutai: "Well, it's fun to watch animals fight."

As her voice paused, the details of the picture came into view.

The courtyard at the bottom of the foot is roaring, gradually drifting away.

...

Most of the spearmen are brave. As the king of Romania, Vlad III was not afraid of fighting on the plains.

But there are sharp things everywhere.

The shape spreading from the inside of the object ignores the laws of physics, and the dragon tooth soldiers produced in batches are like brittle bones that can be broken when bitten.

Look at these hideous creatures that shake their heads and creak, but they're just ridiculous.

"Hmph—do you want to stop Yu just like that?" Vlad III clenched his fists tightly, and as the black magic power spread, bright patterns appeared on the back of his hands.

【King of Capital Punishment—】

A huge amount of magic power collapsed.

Surrounding Lancer, the functions of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers that were about to move suddenly stopped.

It's the bones—

The moment when Vlad III used the treasure.

Hundreds of bone bamboos exploded from the body of the Dragon Tooth Soldier as a 'pile', and countless shattered bone sticks flew across the sky.

The sky is full of debris like snowflakes.

At this moment, the whole article collapsed.

"As far as you are concerned, there is still a long way to go." Vlad III turned his back.

This gesture, this figure, this familiar tone.

Want Geng Yuan to be here, the people in the live broadcast room witnessed.

Others may not necessarily respond.

As for Merlin, he would definitely call him an expert right away, and even call the Grand Duke 'Echizen Vlad Ryoma III'.

It's a pity that none of the group members can see this scene.

...

There was an uproar, a loud bang.

It is the thunder that is trampled by horseshoes across the sky, and a dazzling vertebral chariot carrying majestic magic power smashes several fog clouds along the trajectory of a comet thunder.

Accompanied by howls resounding through the sky.

A figure suddenly jumped from the air like a thunderbolt, and the tip of the spear held in the palm of the hand exploded with swirling waves of magic power.

"Rider from the red side?" The archduke came from the mana to distinguish the strength of Achilles.

He is not allowed to infer any more.

Vlad III didn't want to retreat and wait, he worked hard, only to hear a bang, and every inch of ground he stood on was cracked.

He flew so fast that his figure suddenly deformed, and the sharp gun like a moon blade groaned like a clear spring.

The figures of the two quickly approached and collided again.

【boom--】

Collision, evenly matched.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time! I really caught a big fish!" Achilles was not afraid.

This man's magical power is no different from that of a monster, his blood boils!

And he immediately put it into action!

【--what! 】

When the two landed at the same time, Achilles landed on one foot. He poured magic power into the front of his toes, and his figure suddenly sprinted like a storm.

There are footprints of different shades along the way.

Achilles, the Greek hero, is famous for his swiftness in battle;

"With this speed, I will let Yu Jian test your strength!"

Vlad III crossed his arms, and the sharp spear longer than his arms gleamed in the moonlight.

Sharp spears, green shooting stars.

The two figures are intertwined.

The long spear with the moon blade bent forward, and the exquisite skills of Vlad III were refined more vividly under the blessing of the region, and the rolled up spear blade shattered the heavy wind.

"Don't even think about running!" Seeing that Rider's footsteps were broken, he immediately swung the gun to the side, and the saw blade attached to the sharp edge was as cold as a pool of ice.

But when he touched it, he felt the clue.

I saw the green-haired servant smiling unrulyly, he didn't have any sense of awe, just like a barbarian charging forward without any technical content.

Bang—clang!

Achilles' neck was only left with an awkward crunch after a single blow, and Vlad III's instinct prompted Vlad III to take half a step back.

This man has two brushes.

Not only is it as strong as him, but even has a defensive treasure of this level? ?

Vlad III took a step back, covering his face with wild white hair.

——Wang, do you need help?

"No, no need!" Vlad III felt a long-lost pride in his heart. He refused Danik's hint and picked up his spear and rushed forward again: "This enemy is worthy of Yu's own execution!"

During the exchange, Achilles stood upright with his gun carelessly.

He casually kicked a stone not far away, and said in a frivolous and slightly uninhibited tone, "Hey, Lancer from black, have you figured out how to fight me?"

Not negotiations in war.

There will also be no ignorance of showing off self-reported weaknesses in cartoons, Achilles is simply acting according to his own habits.

Seeing that the Lancer was able to do anything with ease, the corners of Achilles' mouth twitched, and he smiled cheerfully. The meteor gun that had been galloping for a long time lingered in front of his body like a cloud and flowing water as he pulled the gun: "Then, I'm going to go!"

Um???

Vlad III heard the sound and was alert, but saw a scene of astonishment.

As soon as the green-haired man's voice fell, his feet left the ground, and his body floated out of thin air.

What is this skill?

"It's coming! Lancer!" Achilles was even more angry than before.

Before the words fell, a strong sense of crisis rose spontaneously.

Vlad III was sure he hadn't seen it.

But before he could think about it, his body was shaken by a sharp pain that hit his heart and lungs, and his eyes even went black for a moment.

Vlad III flew upside down for more than ten meters, and his body was even cushioned after taking a good bath in the soft soil.

Then he took a closer look and saw that the green-haired man was already standing where he was originally, and his movements were still kicking.

But here, Achilles was not in a hurry to pursue Chen Sheng, he couldn't help but spit and complained.

"Tch, it's really troublesome, I have to help that woman delay time."

This was the opponent Semiramis had assigned to him, although it did not violate his long-cherished wish to confront the strong on the battlefield.

——but ah... sis...

Achilles caught wind on his feet, and he caught up to Vlad III again, although this time it was not as easy as before.