I became Clara after traveling through the alien mandrill!

"Where did you take my senior?" a

purple-haired girl mysteriously tilted her head at Mordred, who was guarding the opera house, and Mordred could recognize that the armor on the other party came from her colleague from the Round Table.

"I didn't expect it to be Lancelot. "

As a heroic Lancelot, that's a first-class trouble, let alone a madwoman who has mastered Lancelot's abilities, and nothing will be better than facing Lancelot himself.

"I'd rather fight Lancelot himself than fight you. "In the battle with Lancelot, you have to try to make sure that your weapons are not caught, but Sakura is different.

The black-red straps limited Mordred's range of movement, forcing Mordred to engage in close-quarters grappling, so much so that no matter how stubborn she was, she had to be helped.

Knowing that Mordred would be in such an embarrassing situation, he arranged his own saber state in advance, and the idle silver wolf to assist.

After the Silver Wolf joined, the "Knight Who Doesn't Die with His Bare Hands" belonging to Lancelot was directly sealed, but it was not so difficult.

"Hehehe, where did you hide your predecessors?"

"Sakura Maki caught a sword in one hand, even if she couldn't use the treasure, her strength was still not to be underestimated, leaving Saber and Mordred far away.

The balance of the Heroic Spirit allowed the two to land smoothly, facing the strap, and moving through the dense strap. A large number of belts were cut directly by the two of them, but before long, Saber was already engaged in close combat again.

Saber skillfully staggered Kiri's hands and slashed directly at the other party's helmet, revealing a deranged beautiful face, and that madness destroyed the quiet beauty of Makiri Sakura's own.

At the moment when the mask shattered, Kirisa touched her face in a daze, followed by a terrifying laugh.

"Hehehe, Sakura, Sakura's current appearance, can't you let your predecessors see it, hahahaha!" The

strap was wrapped up, and he was about to cover Sakura's eyes again, and one hand directly penetrated Sakura's chest, taking out Lancelot's employment card.

The tentacle-like straps dissipated along with Lancelot's armor, and Sakura fell down weakly, being held by Mordred.

As Sakura fell, purple squares appeared in the distance in the sky, and the black goo that flowed down became a figure.

"Mordred, let's take Kirizakura in first. "

Order!"

"Shakespeare, summon Lancelot with your Noble Phantasm, is it all right?" "

Of course no problem, I'm not good at fighting, but I can do this kind of thing."

Shakespeare took the card, bowed slightly to Saber, stepped back, and began to unleash his Noble Phantasm. Saber faced the many black mud servants, and Excalibur gathered a torrent of magic in his hand.

After a long period of convergence, the sweep defeated a large number of servants, and for a time the battlefield was a lot empty, but the black mud servants were still constantly generated, rushing to the Opacure Opera House in an endless stream.

"My king!"

"Well, Lancelot. Summoned

by Shakespeare, Lancelot submitted and knelt at Saber's side. But this state is more like pleading for sin than surrender.

"Lancelot, I will reappoint you as a Knight of the Round Table to fight with me, do you have any objections?

"I have no objection, but I ask my king to forgive me for my trespassing." Hearing Saber's words, Lancelot's head lowered, and begging for Saber's forgiveness was his long-standing wish.

Saber pointed the sword in the lake in his hand at Lancelot's cheek, and said coldly: "The crime of taking the concubine, we will discuss it

after the battle!" "Lancelot, get the order!" Lancelot

nodded yes, the helmet covered his face, and rushed directly into the black mud servant, after knocking down a servant with one punch, he directly snatched the opponent's weapon, looking at the appearance of the black horseman, I don't know if I thought this Lancelot was with the opposite gang.

However, Saber knew that Lancelot was now in a state of madness, and that he could go berserk when he was summoned as a berserker.

Saber was not lazy when he sighed about Lancelot's martial arts, and his magic power was released to retreat countless enemies, but compared with the current mad Lancelot, it was slightly inferior.

"Is it the advantage of job placement, or is Lancelot really so much stronger?)"

After all, it is not King Arthur himself, and Saber naturally does not know how strong Lancelot is.

After observing the current situation, the silver wolf noticed the source of the birth of countless heroic spirits, which was a pure black box floating in the air, and the keyboard in his hand was pressed one key after another, allowing Prometheus to successfully lock Pandora's box.

"Weakness implanted, broken!" Saber

heard the words of the silver wolf, and after expelling the servants around him, he turned the tip of the sword and pointed directly at the Pandora's box in the sky, and the magic power was once again accumulated on the holy sword.

"This battle is not a war with humans, not a war with elves, not a war against humanity, not a war against one's own selfish desires, not a war with good people.

This battle is a battle with the strong, a battle with the brave, and a battle for survival.

This battle is the battle of salvation, the liberation of the seal of the nine round tables, the torrent of power, and the breath of the stars that flow endlessly.

Liberate, Sword of the Oath of Victory!'Excalibur!'"

The silver wolf made a gap in the box, and was gradually crumbling by Excalibur's concentrated bombardment, but it was still some time before it collapsed.

In the case that the Noble Phantasm cannot be stopped, Saber is obviously like a living target, capable of being slaughtered by others.

"Father, I'm here to play, and the holy sword has been obtained. "

Very well, Mordred, give the sword to Lancelot.

"Understood!"

Mordred, who appeared in time, made the servants around Saber retreat a little, and after finding Lancelot in the slave pile, he threw the Narcissus Cross Sword straight out.

The mad Lancelot subconsciously caught the thrown Narcissus Cross Sword, and swung off the surrounding servants with a single sword, and immediately looked at the weapon in his hand in surprise.

The Narcissus Cross Sword in his hand was blue from dark to light, and the curved gauntlet and the sharpness of the Sword of Victory that rivaled the Oath of Victory made Lancelot wonder if there was a holy sword that they didn't know was forged by the elves.

Looking in the direction where the sword was thrown, I saw Mordred swinging his fist at him, as if to say, the sword is all for you, you should hurry up and give me a good fight.

At this point, Lancelot started to fight harder.