Infinite Throne

Chapter 744: Lend Me Your Holy Grail (4500 words)

Chapter 744 Lend Me Your Holy Grail (4500 words)

Million ordered curry sticks.

This is the sure-win sword she wielded with all her magic power.

Her family records the glorious deeds of countless ancestors.

Although some of these deeds are inconsistent with historical facts, this does not prevent Miriam from growing up with the glory of her ancestors since she was a child.

At the end of these family heritage books, it is recorded that the ancestors died because of betrayal.

The traitors declared to the outside world that King Arthur of that year had no heirs.

There are even historical studies that say that King Arthur does not actually exist at all.

But it must be there.

The existence of Million, the name she inherited, and the bloodline of Pendragon, these are all iron proofs of the existence of the King of Knights back then.

She believes in it.

This kind of belief has also become Milian's belief, allowing her to live to this day.

One year old, when she captured Zhou, she caught the family emblem, and the whole people celebrated together.

When she was two years old, the first word she learned was "Excalibur".

When she was a child, she often held a wooden sword high and shouted curry sticks at a human-shaped wooden target.

At the age of four, she slept with her ancestor's sword in her arms every day.

At the age of six, she began to learn swords.

The prevailing kendo at that time, the main thorn. But she prefers to pay New Year's greetings and cut it, and she thinks it is more enjoyable.

At the age of eight, she bumped into each other and was abused over and over again by the kendo teacher in the family.

The teachers shook their heads one after another, secretly sighing that the one-year-old Cao Zhou had captured the clan emblem, and Milian, who was destined to carry forward the Pendragon family, had a worrying talent in kendo.

At the age of twelve, a big sister in black clothes and a mask quietly came to the Pendragon family, saying that she wanted to teach her "the way to win".

The big sister has short blond hair, similar to her hair color, and her voice is cold, which somehow makes Milian feel good.

She foolishly thought that when she grows up, her voice can be so beautiful.

Big sister must have a pretty face under her mask.

The girl's heart was filled with something called "Longing".

At the age of thirteen, she became enlightened, became arrogant, and began to beat invincible opponents of her age.

At the age of fourteen, the mysterious eldest sister left and never appeared again.

Big sister said that one day, they will meet.

At the age of fifteen, she inherited the title of "Knight King" and officially inherited the sword of her ancestors, and her appetite began to increase, doubling and doubling. The old people in the clan are very happy, and it is said that the ancestors of the year were especially able to eat.

Million believes that the sword of the ancestors, the glory of the ancestors, is invincible.

"Victory".

Therefore, that sword is called the "Sword of Promised Victory".

means - "I swear an oath with this sword to bring victory to the kingdom"!

But,

But.

"Puff."

Exhausted Milian, her knees went weak and she knelt on the ground involuntarily.

She stared blankly at Zhao Zilong twenty meters away.

He was completely unscathed except for the violent shaking of his right arm.

This sword didn't even penetrate the opponent's fluttering cloak.

He actually blocked it!

But not completely blocked!

In that splendid golden light, Milian could see clearly what happened at that moment.

Zhao Zilong was between the electric light and flint, his spear tip trembled wildly, and the frequency of the tremor was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. The trembling tip of the spear deftly pulled away when the light of the sword was about to strike in front of him.

It was that seemingly easy move that pushed away Milian's Noble Phantasm "Sword of Promised Victory" and slanted towards the sky.

Zhao Zilong screamed in the sky, extremely carefree.

He let out a happy laugh, as if he was excited because he blocked this sword.

Million suddenly felt that she understood the other person's feelings very well.

Such a powerful sword, if she could block it, she would laugh like that.

"I lost."

Million bowed her head.

Zhao Zilong walked towards Milian step by step.

In the process of walking, Zhao Zilong's trembling right arm returned to calm with his steps.

Zhao Zilong is actually not as relaxed as it looks on the surface.

At that moment, he used his skillful force.

was facing Boom, and he couldn't fight that sword.

"Actually, I lost. But in the end it was me, Changshan Zhao Zilong."

Zhao Zilong pointed his spear horizontally, giving the enemy general Milian the highest praise.

The implication of is that the sword he blocked was not a confrontation between the swords of the warriors, so he lost.

But he will win this battle on the battlefield, so, he won.

He Changshan Zhao Zilong will take down the head of the enemy general!

"Do not."

Millien struggled to get up, she used her last strength to hold the golden long sword in front of her.

Obviously she was exhausted.

Obviously she doesn't even have the strength to swing a sword.

Obviously her magic power has been exhausted, and she can no longer squeeze out a drop.

but,

Million stood up anyway.

The glory of the ancestors told her that she could die and defeat, but she must not give up, and she must not lie down and be killed by the enemy.

"Shine, the glory of the ancestors!"

A determination to die appeared on Milian's face!

"pretty."

Zhao Zilong moved, and the spear stabbed straight at Milian's throat!

"Sorry, her life is mine."

Just when Mi Lien was about to die under Zhao Zilong's spear.

A flashing bullet shot from Milian's back.

A bullet!

Million was taken aback.

It's Irin!

Irin is here!

The cook is here!

Millien was surprised, and at the same time, she felt a rare touch of emotion deep inside her heart.

In front of Zhao Zilong, a ray of light flashed, and he changed the direction of the tip of the gun almost at the moment when the bullet was fired!

"Ding!"

The moment the tip of the Yajiao gun touched the bullet, the barrel of the gun was suddenly bent forty-five degrees, as if it would be crushed at any time.

Zhao Zilong looked at the bent Yajiao spear in shock, but his reaction was faster than his shock, his footsteps changed, he suddenly twisted his body in a strange motion, the spear stretched and swayed, and the terrifying power from the spear tip, Eighty percent was removed in an instant.

"Let the world feel pain from now on!"

A circle appeared behind Milian, and Irin appeared from behind the teleportation circle, holding two spears. Seeing that Zhao Zilong blocked the shot with his spear strength, without hesitation, he blocked and stared at Zhao Zilong, whose posture had not yet been adjusted, and released [Disaster Haunted].

This time,

Irin finally managed to read all the limitations of his skills, which is gratifying.

It's not because of Yilin's whim that it's been so long, nor because Yilin misses the past. But in fact, when Yilin was studying the skills and successfully lifted the ban on [Castle Haunted], he developed two completely different ways of unlocking the skills.

First, shorten the singing time as much as possible, infinitely close to the "instant" effect.

Secondly, while retaining the original chant limit, the infusion of psionic energy is greatly increased, so that this skill with a small consumption becomes a skill with medium consumption, and the influence of the negative state is expanded.

In short, those who are recruited can greatly reduce the resistance of the "will" attribute, and will inevitably hit more than two negative states, and will prolong the duration of the negative states!

Under the influence of the rules of the Holy Grail War, each matching class has strengthened the "anti-magic", so that they have terrible resistance to various magic effects and negative conditions.

Irin knew the rules of the Holy Grail and realized that the world seemed to be full of malice towards him.

Therefore, in the face of Zhao Zilong, a legendary general with great military exploits in his previous life, Yi Rin could only use this method of lifting the ban to make his skills effective.

The invisible and colorless power of disaster shot towards Zhao Zilong.

So far, Zhao Zilong has not regained his balance in order to block Yi Rin's ten layers of super-charged bullets.

Now is the best time to sneak attack!

Irin knew that it was unkind to do so.

But even Mi Lien, who is good at melee combat, and Zhao Zilong duel were forced to this point. Talking to each other about martial arts would be self-inflicted and not ashamed.

Irin believes that with the other person's mind, he will not mind such details.

"Bah!"

Zhao Zilong blocked the bullet, and the ground collapsed under his feet.

The strength of the bullet was taken away by him.

At this time,

On Zhao Zilong's chest, the mirror-like decorations shone with light.

An even more dazzling reflection bounced back towards Irin from the mirror.

"My grass?"

…

"Hundred Evils Do Not Invade the Heart Bronze Mirror"

「Rank」B

「Type」to Magic Noble Phantasm

「Valid range」1~15

"Maximum capture"?

…

The invisible power of disaster bounced back towards Irin after being reflected by the goggles.

Fortunately, Irin responded quickly.

Without saying a word, he activated another ability.

"Ouch tug-"

In the void, in front of Yi Rin, a block-shaped streamer appeared.

The blue squares quickly formed the shape of a Nightmare in front of Yi Rin.

The lonely Cybertron gentleman, the Nightmare, is coming from across the border!

Nightmare, appeared!

It hasn't been on the stage for a long time. Before the body has been fully condensed, the exhaust pipe that has condensed to half has already discharged the roar.

It knows that it has a heavy responsibility, and in mid-air, Dire actively transforms into Cybertron mode.

The steel giant slammed, blocking the light reflected from Zhao Zilong's goggles.

“?”

Next second,

The tall Cybertron motorcycle man happily twisted his waist between Zhao Zilong and Yi Rin.

Zhao Zilong looked slightly startled, the appearance of the Nightmare made him hesitate for a moment.

These successive appearances disrupted Zhao Zilong's rhythm.

Obviously it was a duel, but suddenly it turned into a group fight, and no one could accept it.

But he is a legendary general after all, a legendary general who has experienced hundreds of battles. After a brief absence, he picked up the Yajiao gun and stabbed the flashing headlights on Nightmare’s chest.

The headlights shattered and the Nightmare screamed, but the damage was not serious.

The skill effect of 【Castle Haunted】 was bounced back and landed on the poor Nightmare's head.

Zhao Zilong stabbed Nightmare on the body and swiped at Nightmare's head one by one, showing the same sportsmanship on the battlefield and mercilessly attacking.

The Dire's armor plate, which has been level-enhanced, is not covered. The spear that Zhao Zilong stabbed in a hurry left holes in the Nightmare's armor plate, but it still couldn't move the Nightmare's bones.

With Zhao Zilong's strength, he has long reached the point where he can stab someone to death without a gun. But Nightmare is too hard.

Zhao Zilong frowned and found the opponent in front of him and clenched his teeth slightly.

first charm, then stun, and then add a blind.

After a series of negative states, Nightmare was hit by Zhao Zilong with a single shot, and the body was full of potholes.

Zhao Zilong stopped.

"interesting."

Zhao Zilong's spear stood obliquely in front of him, no longer spearing out.

Because he found out that Irin and Milian, who were hiding behind the armored man just now, disappeared there at some point.

After a while, a flash of light flashed, and the Nightmare disappeared.

Zhao Zilong looked at the distant city, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

At this moment, Cecia issued a command to Zhao Zilong through the Command Spell.

"Retreat?"

Zhao Zilong frowned, lost in thought.

…

This battle is over for now.

For now.

After counting the number of Uruk soldiers who had returned from the battlefield alive, there were less than a thousand soldiers left.

To be precise, six hundred and twenty-three.

It was a brutal battle.

Of the six Heroic Spirits who set off for the expedition, Irin and Milian were the only ones who returned to Uruk City alive.

On the battlefield, there are too many dead. The rest of the people, who are no longer capable, collect corpses for them.

Irin was shocked by the scene in front of her when she returned to Uruk City.

In the part of the city wall, a big hole was broken.

Starting from the city wall, a ravine ten meters wide extends to the front of the temple.

The people of Uruk, the old and the young, women and children, were killed and injured by this wave of attacks.

The entire city of Uruk was shrouded in silent despair.

Under this wave of offensive, the survivors of Uruk seem to have lost their ability to cry.

As far as Yi Rin could see, everyone had a dazed and numb expression on their faces.

Among the soldiers who survived, some of their limbs were mutilated, their bodies were covered in blood, and they lost their combat effectiveness.

Lian Milian, who has always been high-spirited, had a rare sad expression on her face when she witnessed the tragic scene of Uruk City with her own eyes.

Siduri found the ugly Irin and the confused Milian in front of the city gate.

"My king has an order, please rest well for the upcoming hard battle."

Siduri, still wearing a veil, bowed and said. Her tone was unbelievably calm, as if everything in front of her could not make her heart fluctuate in the slightest.

"What about others?"

"My king has an order, please—"

Siduri intends to repeat what she just said.

Irin interrupted Siduri roughly: "I ask, what about the Gilgamesh?"

Siduri was silent for a moment and closed her eyes.

After a while, Siduri opened her eyes again and replied slowly, "The king has another word for you."

"Say."

""If you dare to come to this king's palace to disturb this king's rest, you should bring the awareness of your death, reptile." This is what my king said. "

Irin rolled his eyes.

This sentence really has his style.

Irin walked towards the temple tower.

"Lord Caster,"

Irin took a step and did not turn around.

Siduri lowered her head, placed her fist in front of her bulging chest, and said softly, "Heroic spirits from the future, please, please, witness the future of Uruk."

Irin was slightly taken aback.

He didn't understand what Siduri meant when he said this.

But he still nodded and said nothing.

In this war, no one can stay out of it.

Even Irin and Miriam who joined here inexplicably were the same.

Their future, their lives, have long been linked to Uruk.

Irin didn't talk too much to ask where Kotomine Justice, Michelle, and Gu Tianqing went.

If they were alive, they would naturally return to Uruk.

In the wilderness outside Uruk City, at a glance, there are no living creatures walking around.

After finally killing "Black Assassin", he walked out of the space of evil thoughts, and Irin was there, and saw Bol's body.

Pol is dead.

was charred all over.