I, authentic, little sun

"Tsk, another damn European!"

Authentic is exactly the same lemon again, he clearly knows that Lancelot's operation just now is like luck, and it is completely developing towards the situation he wants to create.

This might be his - "Spirit's Protection", an inherent skill that can improve luck.

It has to be said that in terms of attributes alone, the current Lancelot should be comparable to the authentic state of full strength.

The increase of crazy attributes, the increase of the three command spells, and the pull out of the Lake Light of No Regrets can bring about an increase in the effect of improving all attributes...

It can be said that apart from the authentic, any servant present will suffer a big loss as long as they are approached by Lancelot in this state.

What's more, the opponent himself has the skill of Infinite Martial Arts, which combines mind, body and skills.

"Tsk—"

Gilgamesh couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw Lancelot who was still alive and kicking. Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid.

He himself also deeply understands that, as a king, if he confronts Lancelot head-on as a warrior, he will definitely not be able to do so.

What's more, although his stats can be called aggressive among archers, they can't please Berserker.

However, there was no panic on Gilgamesh's face, instead his expression became even more arrogant.

"Mad Dog, seeing this king's trump card—that's enough to make you proud!"

Archer opened the "King's Treasure House" in the void, but this time instead of a large number of treasures appearing like before, he only took a sword.

——Can this weapon really be called a "sword"?

It's just too weird.

There is a hilt and a tsuba, the length of which is similar to that of an ordinary long sword, but the most critical part of the "sword body" is far from a traditional sword.

It was a three-section connected cylinder, and the tip of the sword was twisted into a spiral shape, not sharp at all. The three sections of the cylinder were like a wheel, continuously and slowly rotating alternately.

That's right, this can no longer be called a "sword". This is a weapon that was born long before the concept of 'sword' came into being. Naturally, it is impossible to take on the shape of a sword.

It was made by God before man was created, and it is the manifestation of divinity that witnessed the creation of the world.

The three-segment cylinder shaped like a wheel cooperates with the movement of the celestial sphere, and each rotates with a weight and energy equivalent to the change of the earth's crust. The huge magic power poured out has long been beyond the scope of calculation.

"Come and struggle mad dog, this king's treasure will let you know what despair is!!!"

"Wake up! EA!"

In Archer's raised hand, the sword of primordial speed slowly accelerated.One turn, one turn, one lap, one lap....

"The sword that cuts the world...?" Masamune really didn't expect Gilgamesh to take out EA.

But this is understandable, the Knights of the Round Table, the Knights of the Round Table, is not the strongest.

Even if Gao Wen had the blessing of the sun, it was only a tie with him.

What's more, Lancelot's current combat power is one of the best even among first-class servants.

To say that Lancelot was able to die so easily in the hands of Saber in the original book, on the one hand, Matou Kariya is too good at it, and his magic power is not enough.

On the other hand, it was purely intentional.

Hmm... there's nothing wrong with the twisted Chef Wang.

"This is really amazing..." The King of Conquerors looked at this scene with a solemn expression, it was obvious that this arrogant tyrant had already felt the danger of this treasure.

"what is that---?"

Saber stood in front of Irisviel, blocking the oncoming wind pressure, even if she was just watching, the sword made her skin tingle, and the dull hair on her head frantically warned.

So what will happen to his friend Lancelot who is facing him now?

PS: I went to the hospital to see my friends, I was standing outside in the garden smoking a cigarette, I was pushed by some grandson.

Fortunately, the soil did not fall, but the waist flashed, and now the back is swollen, with plaster on it, and I can only write on my stomach, which is uncomfortable.

Chapter 93 Chapter 39 The Knights of the Yangtze River Exit

The strong wind blew a bloodstain on Lancelot's face.

But he didn't seem to notice it, and just silently looked at Gilgamesh in midair.

The instincts of the body that have been tempered and tempered on the battlefield have already been sending him danger signals.

I can't stop it, I can't stop it no matter what!

But so what?

"I'm a sinner, and I never thought of surviving. All I can do is kill this enemy for my king..."

Lancelot's eyes were full of indifference, he held the lake of no regrets that had faded most of the ominous light in his hands, and the magic power all over his body was transpiring.

The powerful magic burst out, causing the ground around Lancelot to gradually crack, and the gravel trembled on the ground.

The black armor on Lancelot's body collapsed, and even Lancelot's own spiritual body became much more illusory.

Bet all your magic power on this blow!

"Break all locks · Overweight Lake Light (Aroundight Overload)!!!"

As a member of the Light Cannon Knights, how could Lancelot not have mastered a light cannon.

It's just that in the original book, when he became mad, he lost his mind and couldn't release the real name of the Noble Phantasm.

"Very good." Gilgamesh laughed back angrily. While pulling out the Deviation Sword from the "King's Treasure", he released a creepy murderous aura.

"The EA facing this king still has the guts to resist!"

"'Heaven and Earth Deviation, Pioneering Star' (enumaelish)!"

With Gilgamesh's shout, the Noble Phantasm called EA whipped up a frightening gale on the blade.

Archer swung his sword down, the sky was torn apart, and the earth was crumbling.

The edge of the Deviation Sword touched Lancelot's light cannon, and a strong light burst out immediately.

At this moment, the night is as bright as day——

Everyone present was forced by the blinding light and closed their eyes helplessly.

Only Saber and Rider vaguely heard Masamune's sigh.

"To the left of the wave, you must lose..."

Masamune shook his head, not knowing how to evaluate Lancelot's choice.

Chivalry? The glory of a hero? Or rigid and inflexible?

If it was Gilgamesh who was facing this moment in an authentic way, he would definitely not activate the reading bar of the ultimate move like Lancelot.

Instead, when Gilgamesh was reading the article, he jumped up and kicked him in the face.

Or simply use the Immortal Blade as an arrow feather and hit him directly in the face!

There is no fatigue in the servants, and there is no such thing as hitting until both sides have no strength to move.

You can see that Emiya Shirou knows this very well. He didn't even have time to read Jin Shanshan's note, and chopped off his hand as soon as he took it out.

In the same way, Lancelot's best response just now was to throw the lake of no regrets on Gilgamesh's face.

As for the matter of throwing weapons, can it be considered a matter if the servant does not use his own fighting style?

This is the same reason that Assassin does not sneak to play Wushuang, Caster does not chant spells and slashes with a sword, and Archer does not draw a bow to fight melee!

This "deviation sword" called "EA" by Gilgamesh is the original sword that witnessed the creation of heaven and earth in the age of mythology.

Its status is changed to be similar to the pangu axe, the heaven-opening artifact in the myth of flower growers.

Of course, there is no need to compare whether the power of the two can be compared. At least their missions are to cut through the chaotic and unknown heaven and earth, and let the world have an initial attitude.

To express it in the meaning that best embodies it is—a tool of creation!

The white light disappeared, and the surrounding environment returned to darkness again, only relying on the luminous brilliance of the moonlight hanging high to illuminate this place.

After all, there are no so-called street lights in the yard of the Einzbern family.

But can the current Einzbern family still be called a family?Because of some authentic wings, Archer Gilgamesh and Berserker Lancelot came to a confrontation.

The Einzbern house, which was still in a beautiful environment just now, turned into ruins.

The two servants still maintained their original posture. If it weren't for the surrounding ruins, everyone would almost think that the collision just now was an illusion.

"Hmph, I underestimated you, mad dog!" Gilgamesh in mid-air didn't seem to be injured, but rarely made any mocking words.

As soon as the words fell, the golden armor on his body turned into nothingness, revealing the casual clothes inside.

If it weren't for the golden armor, a mythical dress with good defense, I'm afraid he would be injured now...

"Mister Lancelot!"

Saber's pupils shrank suddenly, and the deep bony scar on Lancelot's chest almost cut him in half obliquely.

Just when he was about to fall to the ground, Artoria rushed over to catch him.

Lancelot spat out a big mouthful of blood heavily, and then said bitterly.

"Sorry, my lord, I failed..."

Gilgamesh really brought despair to Lancelot, completely destroying his idea of ​​redeeming himself with sin and meritorious deeds.

The direct gap between a breakout follower and a first-rate follower is too big, no, it is better to say that this is the gap between RMB players and explosive players...

The latter practiced hard for decades, until he was exhausted from cultivating immortals.

The former is to open and hang directly, with superpowers in hand, I have the world!

"No, my friend, you have tried your best, but the enemy is too strong..."

Saber muttered a few times, not knowing how to comfort her best friend, she was still that King Arthur who didn't understand people's hearts.

Lancelot smiled wryly, feeling that his king's words still hurt his heart.

"My lord, use your sword to give me a ride!" Lancelot said something that shocked Saber: "If I can die by your sword in the end, in your arms, it should make me feel uncomfortable." So feel guilty."

Hearing this, Arturia's body trembled violently, and she couldn't even hold the sword in her hand firmly.

Saber seemed to understand something in the pleading eyes of her best friend Lancelot, and nodded with difficulty.

"I understand……"

The golden sword pierced Lancelot's chest with a slightly relieved smile, and he, who was already at the end of his strength, instantly turned into a spirit and dissipated.

However, at the end, the Lake of No Regrets in Lancelot's hands finally faded away all the ominousness and restored the holy sword's noble posture as if feeling the master's mood.

Zhengzong looked at the dissipated Lancelot silently, thinking: This should be much better than his original miserable ending...

At this point, Berserker Lancelot - exit!

Chapter 94 Chapter 40 Encounter

The night became darker, and the Einzbern house, which seemed a little noisy at first, had become peaceful.

After Lancelot exited, Gilgamesh seemed to think that he had shown the majesty of the king, and left with his nostrils upturned.

Then the emperor comforted the frightened princess and bid farewell to several people in a chariot and left.

At this time, Saber was still immersed in the nostalgia of someone Lancelot leaving the stage, leaving Masamune and Mrs. Irisviel looking at the devastated ruins and looking at each other.

"Knock Nima, they left quickly, where shall we sleep tonight?"

Authentic can't help exhaling fragrance, the Einzbern house that has been turned into rubble must be uninhabitable.

Mrs. Irisviel couldn't help but put her hands on her face, and smiled helplessly: "Ah, ah, there's no way to rest like this. We can only go to a hotel now."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Saber temporarily hid the distracting thoughts in her heart, and said with a serious expression: "It's okay, as a soldier, I don't care much about the environment."

"What about eating?"

Zhengzong glanced at her sideways, and his voice was a little teasing: "I can't cook or eat in this situation, so it doesn't matter?"

emmmmm... Saber's exquisite willow eyebrows frowned, and she turned her head to look at Irisviel while concentrating for a moment.