Pulling out the indestructible lake, Lancelot's full parameters go one step further, coupled with his A-level inherent skills and infinite martial arts, Saber is unlikely to be his opponent.
In the original book, the mad Lancelot has always had the upper hand in the face of Saber.
The reason why he was stabbed to death with a sword was not a crime of war, but that there was a problem with his master, and the quality of Jian Tong Yanye as a magician was too poor to support his magic consumption.
And now, Lancelot, who has the strongest master, has as much magic as he wants, but he still forcibly opens up with Saber, which is a matter of mentality.
As a servant, Lancelot is undoubtedly unqualified The clanging sword light collided, sporadic sparks splashed in all directions, one black and one gold, the two long swords were frozen in mid-air, Lancelot took the initiative to disperse his strength, and then Saber put away the sword in time, and the two examined themselves and fought again.
There is no ruthlessness in fighting with their lives, and the sword moves of the two are becoming more and more scattered, which has the meaning of eyebrows and eyebrows.
Emiya Kiritsugu was secretly relieved to see from the side, Lancelot's identity was destined to make him unable to turn over in front of Saber, and if Duke didn't have a spell, Lancelot, who was not restrained, might fall to his side.
Emiya Kiritsugu thought a lot, and there were a lot of despicable and despicable tricks, but he didn't think it was inappropriate, but took it for granted.
It's just that if Duke is allowed to exhaust the Spell, this will stump him, after all, Duke doesn't seem to be a master who relies on the Spell, he just needs to rely on himself.
Duke was frosty, and what he tried to avoid still happened, and the love and killing between the monarch and the minister made his liver hurt, and after a short moment of thought, he raised the back of his hand with a spell.
The red light lit up, and the first to wake up was Lancelot, who was on the verge of self-destruction when he suddenly realized that his body was out of his control.
The Berserker class has always been bad at mana levels, and Lancelot is not exempt, he can't resist the spell.
"No, Aster, please don't" Lancelot's face was horrified, he could probably guess what Duke was going to order, and immediately pleaded.
Duke ignored it, but still spoke: "In the name of the Command, Lancelot, kill the SAB in front of you for me" Caught alive, holding down hands and feet, and windproof outside the door, purely to tease Lancelot, Duke never took it seriously, after all, he couldn't afford A.
Out of respect for King Arthur, Duke decided to give her a decent death, and was killed by Lancelot in a one-on-one duel.
Thundered The sudden surge of lightning interrupted Duke's curse, and the rider set up the Shenwei wheels and knocked Duke into the air at lightning speed.
The process of giving the command was interrupted, and Duke himself was forced to fall to the top floor of the building by the force of the impact, and his free fall made a uniform downward movement.
"Aster" Lancelot was startled, and Saber rushed towards the edge of the building, leaning down but seeing nothing.
Rider smiled with a vengeful smile, "Gandalf, no, you should be called the Lord of Berserker."
The matter of your deception of this king is clear, remember not to take it as an example. ” The Conquest King, who had tens of thousands of friends, said that although the duel between Lancelot and the Dull King was not spectacular, and was crude enough to be like a battle between two third-rate swordsmen, it was not a proof of the bond between the monarch and his courtiers, and he began to appreciate Saber a little, which was a path of conquest that he had never taken.
Qiang The sharp sword flashed, and Lancelot burst out with surging killing intent, sprinting to the side of the ox cart in three or two steps, his body jumped to the top of the rider's head, and the sword blade slashed straight down.
Rider hurriedly pulled out his saber to parry, although he could run a horse on his shoulder and open the cap of a chrysanthemum, but muscles were not equal to strength, and he was not prepared in advance, and was swept off the ox cart by Lancelot's sword.
Rider rolled on the ground a few times, unloaded the strength of his body, and as soon as he looked up, another sword light chased after him.
The clay man still has three points of anger, not to mention the conquering king who has been domineering all his life, the angry rider shouted angrily, his anger rushed to the crown, his muscles skyrocketed, and then a lazy donkey rolled and dodged the sword light that pierced the vital point.
This is also something that can't be helped.,Rider conquers the world by relying on leadership temperament and military strategy.,Personal force value is among the seven servants.,From the back to the front can be included in the top three.,Lancelot can only hide and fight.。
After a dozen moves, Lancelot picked off Rider's saber and kicked him out with a single kick.
"Rider, are you alright?"
Webb cried out worriedly.
"Bastard, he didn't hesitate to swing his sword and slash at his benefactor, and if he knew it, he would have sent you to death."
Rider rubbed his chest in sharp pain, bared his teeth and grinned.
Lancelot didn't pursue, his face was tangled: "Your kindness Lancelot remembers it, but you shouldn't attack my Aster." ” Rider got up and spit on the ground with a mouthful of bloody spittle: "I don't know what to do, your personality is too twisted, fortunately, there are no courtiers like you under this king." ” "I'm sorry, but I don't have any other choice," Lancelot smiled wryly.
Saber nodded on the side, yes, this is the Lancelot Qing she knew, even if she came down with the rank of Berserker, she did not tarnish the noble character of the Knight Flower.
For a long time, Saber didn't have much resentment towards Lancelot, who was green herself, and the knight's spirit of betraying the blame made her take all the responsibility, believing that it was her inability to give Queen Gnavelle happiness that led to the tragedy, and Lancelot played the role of the victim.
This is the difference between a man and a woman, and if you change to the male version of King Arthur, you will definitely not be so polite to Lancelot, who has greened herself.
Arthur the Male: It is light to go to TD to silently bless cramps and peel skins and hang them at the city gate to show the public, but only by dividing the corpses of Lancelot's five horses, and then making a toilet from his rebellious skull, and giving it to the Knights of the Round Table to use in turn, can the hatred in the heart of this king be eliminated.
This is the correct way for King Arthur to open, after all, the king is green, and the blood is flowing In the face of Rider's rebuke and disdain, the honest man Lancelot fell into a psychological circle of self-abandonment, secretly saying that he was the root of all evil, and raised his magic sword to launch a suicide attack on Saber again.
"Whoa, oh, oh" Suddenly, a dragon groan sounded, and a cold wind struck, sprinkling a white practice behind Lancelot.
The fine ice particles scattered, Lancelot's location froze, and he himself maintained a charging posture, turning into a hard ice sculpture.
The ice-blue dragon body lay on the building, and the dragon claws that poked out grabbed the edge of the top floor, sticking out the small half of the dragon body and the slender neck.
Duke stood on top of the ice dragon's head, looking at Lancelot without saying a word, the spell on the back of his hand flickering and darkening, and he didn't know what to think again.
Click-click-click Lancelot broke free of the ice on his body, he couldn't ignore the magic damage with his magic power, his lips turned blue, he stiffened his limbs and walked to the dragon, kneeling down on one knee in front of Duke to plead guilty.
"Aster, I" Lancelot Nunu mouthed, finally shutting his mouth, unable to defend himself.
"Xiaolan, you have disappointed me so much," Duke said lightly, and the spell on the back of his hand finally dimmed.
Lancelot bowed his head in shame and waited quietly for Duke's punishment.
"Thankfully, when I fell from the mansion just now, if you still choose to entangle with Saber in the first place, I will definitely kill you."
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"Lancelot is deeply ashamed" Lancelot clenched his fists and said nothing, Duke's words pierced his heart deeply, but he really didn't know what to choose.
Sometimes, Lancelot even blamed himself for not following the path of knighthood, otherwise he would not have been subjected to countless torments that made him unbearable.
It can only be said that honest people are too tired to live, Lancelot's character is too decent, and he can't understand the beauty of throwing the pot when he is wronged in everything.
He will only feel sorry for himself, silently take the responsibility on himself, and then live even more aggrieved.
Therefore, you still have no heart or lungs to live a chic life, at least to relieve your pressure The dragon's claws reached out and clamped down on Lancelot, who was left to Duke to do his job, like an empty shell without the intention of fighting.
"Lancelot" Saber raised his sword to stop it, but was swept back by the dragon that flapped its wings, and the sword was blocked in front of Emiya Kiritsu.
Seeing the dragon flying high, there was a posture of never returning, and the rider was about to chase after him with the wheel of Kamui: "Lord Berserker, are you going to give up the victory in your hand, what about the duel between you and this king?"
Duke stood proudly in the leading position and looked at the relentless rider: "The Holy Grail War is here, everything I was looking forward to is over, and it's time for the curtain to come to an end."
If the King of Conquest wants to leave, he doesn't have to rush this time, at least wait for the glittering guys to come together. ” The ice dragon flapped its wings away, leaving a lingering sound in the distance.
"I have prepared a great funeral for you, and tonight, let those who dare come":