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

Achilles carried the meteor gun on both arms, exactly like Monkey King's sloppy movements in a certain drama: "Hey, hey, are you like this? Obviously..."

He couldn't help being provocative, but the status quo didn't allow it.

Achilles suddenly felt an abnormal pulsation in the ground under his feet.

"This is..." He didn't like to fight, he took off with the momentum, turned somersault in mid-air, and kicked higher than the sky.

It can be regarded as a way to protect weaknesses, but in the eyes of others, this exaggerated movement is like dancing a ballet.

In an instant, the several meters of ground around Vlad III bulged in vain, and pitch-black stakes appeared out of thin air, but there was no target to penetrate.

Seeing this, Heel smiled even happier.

In the eyes of Achilles, this man is already at the end of his battle, and now he only needs to deal with him before going to the next mob.

Confused by his self-confidence, he didn't make up the knife immediately, until he noticed that there were several arrows attacking through the air from the other side.

"Oh? Is it your Archer?"

Achilles got a little interested, he picked up the meteor gun and slashed it like a sword, and several swishing cold arrows were all chopped up by him before they arrived.

The enemy is Archer. He has set this goal from the beginning, and only Chiron is qualified to confront him.

Achilles' enthusiasm was ignited again, and he fixed his eyes on the black spearman. He opened his voice and lingered in the forest with a magically enhanced volume.

"Archer, come and fight me in a dignified manner. It doesn't matter if you add Lancer, I've wanted to fight with you before!"

The heroic declaration of war ignored Chiron and Vlad III at all.

"Archer, is he really your apprentice?" Fiore looked at Chiron who was holding a longbow beside her, and it was difficult to associate the green-haired man who was chattering nonsense with such a polite person.

Chiron also smiled wryly: "There is no way, Master. My apprentice has always been straightforward and cheerful, but I didn't think that after death, he would not restrain himself much on the battlefield."

--and...

"He recognized my identity." Chiron plucked the bowstring, and shot out between words, and several stabbing arrows were sent from several miles away.

the goal--

Achilles' ankles!

"That's right... that's the way it should be, teacher!" Achilles was so excited, he pulled out his spear and dodged easily, put the index finger and thumb of his right hand by his mouth, and suddenly a sharp whistle sounded.

Immediately, thunder struck, and a chariot of three horses galloped forward. Achilles stepped into the chariot without hesitation.

"Come on, Lancer!" His cry was confused with the neighing of the horses.

Danic also begged the Grand Duke through the medium of the contract: "King, please allow me to call Archer to help you!"

When it comes to war, it doesn't care about face or not. Victory is the key.

Both the red side and the black side know this truth.

From Achilles' point of view, war is such a carrier, and the joy of fighting is good.

The front and rear arrow feathers are approaching, and the lancer is guarding the back. The enemy is on the front and back, and the blood is really boiling.

The disheveled Grand Duke didn't hesitate any longer, he raised his arms again, wanting to catch this Rider who was too agile and tall again. ,

The death penalty king detonated the wire stake from his body, but he couldn't hurt his ankle. If he wanted to succeed, he had to find another way.

for example.

[King of capital punishment! 】

He shouted in a loud voice, and the continuous crackling in the depths of the ground was like the chain sound of firecrackers igniting.

The densely packed, countless piles protruded in response, and the terrifying dark city was even more infiltrated by the night sky.

Chapter 59: Melee

Young Internet celebrity: Woohoo, the multi-faceted perspective is really comfortable.

Merlin doesn't stick to the camera broadcast in the chat group, he cuts to other battlefields at a glance, and arranges multi-directional perspectives for the group members.

Grand Duke Chiron hit his heels, Gao Wen fought Geng Yuan, and Mordred hit Frankenstein, all of which were presented to the group members from various angles.

It's a shame that this guy even set up a password on purpose.

——Group member: Merlin set a wealth password for this live broadcast——) 500 points

...

The group members immediately divided into two waves.

The first wave is a group of members like Shining Yingzheng Skaha who are rich and agree with Merlin's "labor force theory";

The first wave is poor and stingy group members who yell when they ask for money.

Romani Akiman, who took the lead, looked at his empty wallet, and then thought of the hero who spent all his money to buy a bunch of game props last night. The contrast was so sharp that he couldn't recognize who he was.

He gave all the unsatisfactory things in the game to his fingertips, and poured them all out by tapping the keyboard.

Young doctor: I'm dizzy, all this bad money?

This undoubtedly aroused the anger of a group of members who wanted to prostitute for nothing.

Skadi: This is in the eyes of money, should I say it is sad or ridiculous?

Mysterious Heroine X: That's right!We are all in this together!Why charge money!Cancel quickly, I don't like it!

Look at this group of friends who are anxious and pale, and turn red when they ask for some reward for their hard work.

Merlin hugged his head full of sadness: "In this world, where can clairvoyance exist!"

He, Mei Lin, is obviously just a Briton who loves Britain, loves to watch live broadcasts, and loves to watch live broadcasts in Britain.

It's a pity, who would be considerate of his sad state of mind?

Looking at those guys, I feel even more sad.

Scathach: Well... Geng Yuan's fighting skills have improved, and have begun to transform into excellence.

Artoria: Yes, Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, Geng Yuan's ten years in Britain have not been in vain, he has been practicing martial arts day and night.

Princess of Britain: Tobi has always worked hard.

Leonidas: It's really emotional, but in just one year, the group leader has bloomed from a green bud to the brightest flower.

Just like the phoenix will nirvana, in the eyes of the group members, Gengyuan is like the reborn sun, no longer as weak as before.

Between the words, the blades collided.

On the side of the opened arms, the chains expanded to a huge area, and the characteristic of absorbing magic power could not prevent the two knights of the round table.

But if a protective barrier is added, defeating Geng Yuan will be as difficult as climbing the sky.

Caster, who seemed powerless at first glance, has been snuggling up to the red side Assassin.

——There is a flaw!

Gawain stretched out his sword along the other side of Lancelot's attack route, and the holy sword Excalibur Galatine split the unsightly chains, and the golden edge was even more colorful.

To be honest, he saw through the enemy's tricks. This young man relied on his own moves to absorb other people's magic power, and he would show his flaws when he was attacked by two attacks!

what!

He took a deep breath, and the holy sword poured out with brilliance.

The sword's edge was about to touch Geng Yuan's waist, which also fell into Geng Yuan's eyes.

— Tsk, what a hassle.

Following Geng Yuan's murmurs, dense freezing air lingered around the battlefield in an instant.

Anastasia stood on tiptoe beside Geng Yuan, and the viy she was holding completely raised her head at this moment.

"I'll help you, Yuan." Her eyes were serious.

Following her swearing promise, many crystals floated out of the air with a sudden drop in temperature, forming a thick prismatic shield in front of Geng Yuan's eyes in an instant.

Gao Wen's flying figure was reflected on it, and a gleaming holy sword arrived first, piercing the ice shield.

"Let's turmoil! Caster and Assassin!" Gawain tilted the holy sword, and the magic power flowed through his fingertips, making the holy sword burst into dazzling brilliance again.

Chapter 60. His Name

Crystals are all ice crystal objects with crystalline structure.

The ice shield blocking the advance of the two Knights of the Round Table was tough and difficult to chop.

The sharp edge of the rotating victory sword left only shallow grooves at the first moment when it met the ice shield.

No one expected this phenomenon, except the princess smiled lightly.

She called out softly, "Assassin, I'm sorry."

Without answering, Geng Yuan replaced this step with actions.

He has a figure like a cheetah, and a pair of chains follow him to open his arms and slash forward, as if he is holding a sword.

Target (——) Lancelot

When he saw this unfolding, his face was expressionless, and the lake light of the Holy Sword without Regrets was covered with a layer of ocean blue magic power.

Bright magic power shone on his cheeks, still serious.

"Heh!" He drank in a low voice.

A hurricane blows from the sky, it is the wind pressure carried by the weapon waving, and the hand of the Yangtze River Knight on the hilt of the sword emits a scorching light.

With the will to fight, the enemy is bound to be cut in two!

The scorching blue light is gradually approaching in the line of sight.

"it's time."

Geng Yuan's pupils contracted, and he spun around in the air, and the chain that was snapped out was sent back before it arrived.

And his palms were covered with a strange gloomy color.

He looked around at the two black followers, lost in thought.

——Whose Noble Phantasm did you steal... Sure enough, it was you.

His gaze swayed, and he fixed on the blond knight in silver armor.

Under the moonlight, the birthmark on the back of the knight's neck was clearly visible, causing Geng Yuan to sigh.

"so troublesome..."

He is only in his twenties, and his son is actually older than him, isn't this a big joke in the world?

Having said so much, a son is still a son, this cannot be changed.

The blue chain hummed and vibrated slightly, and the phantom blue matter that was invisible to the naked eye skyrocketed and sprayed out in an extended curved trajectory.

"This is!?"

Lancelot noticed it with sharp eyes, but he didn't hesitate to step back. Instead, he stepped forward, and the long sword that didn't reach Geng Yuan moved forward again.

Just, helpless.

The sudden rise of the ice crystal wall blocked Chen Sheng's pursuit again.

"Rider, be careful!"

Lancelot had to remind Gao Wen when he couldn't figure it out.

The blue light was already approaching, Gao Wen swung his sword in the opposite direction, raised his sword and dropped it,

But seeing the release of the blue light dissipate, he still didn't figure out what happened.

"This trick is..." Gao Wen was full of doubts, he noticed the man's nervous expression after releasing the magic.

——It doesn't matter that much.

With Lancelot restraining Caster, Assassin must get rid of it as soon as possible!

He glanced at Lancelot beside him, and suppressed the idea of ​​wielding the full power of the holy sword.

But at this time, his master this time was still telling him to take the opportunity to eradicate Saber through sound transmission.

As long as he was hesitating, the Master's anxious shouting never stopped.