My double is steve

Chapter 1072: Sigh... There must be no reconciliation now! ! ! !

"You loser, hurry up and use your Noble Phantasm for me!"

Perhaps some kind of sound transmission magic was used, but an impatient voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "...Get rid of this difficult guy first!"

"That's what the monarch teaches."

Although he was scolded by his master, Lancer was not angry. Instead, he immediately threw away the short spear in his left hand and began to accumulate magic power. Soon the long spear in his right hand emitted an ominous light.

The cloth wrapped around the gun was torn into countless pieces of powder by the magic power.

The gun body was exposed as scarlet as blood.

"I always feel that the weapons of Fate's spearmen all look the same... Isn't this too similar to Big Dog's gun?" Looking at the spear in Lancer's hand, Fang Mo couldn't help but fall into memories: "Speaking of which, , Cu Chulainn seemed to have been stabbed to death by his own weapon, right? Is this the fate of a spearman?"

Yes, that's right, this is really not what Fang Mo is talking about.

If she remembered correctly, the Five Wars actually had several branches. In the UBW plot line, Cu Chulainn, a gunner, was indeed controlled to commit suicide by his master using a command spell.

That is to say, stab through the heart with your own spear.

And the good thing is that the four battles she has experienced at this moment also have such a plot...

The Lancer in front of Fang Mo now is called Diarmuid Odina, and he has two magic guns. Of course, the tear mark on his face is also a skill of his, which can increase the favorability of women indiscriminately, that is, charm.

And stuff is the source of his tragedy.

As one of the branch legends of Celtic mythology, Diarmuid was once loyal to a monarch named Finn McCool, and then this monarch had a fiancée named Princess Granny. This princess also didn’t know why. She fell in love with him and then forced him to elope with her.

The two men ran away privately.

McCool's forehead was obviously green, and he directly expressed his intention to kill them.

Then in the endless pursuit, Diarmuid finally couldn't hold it anymore, but he believed in the spirit of chivalry very much, so he was always worried about being unable to be loyal to the monarch.

And this time he came here for the same purpose. He wanted to be loyal to a monarch until the end and be loyal to him. As for the Holy Grail, he didn't care at all.

But the problem is...the master who summoned Diarmuid this time turned out to be a psychopath.

Yes, there are too many psychopaths in fate/zero.

Take his master, Kenneth Elmello Archibald, for example. His qualifications are quite high. He serves as the director of the Spiritual Sect in the Clock Tower. He is definitely qualified as a master.

But the best part is that this guy has a fiancée...

Yes, that’s right, I believe some people started laughing when they saw these three words.

Diarmuid once again experienced the trick of fate. Kenneth's fiancée Sora also fell in love with him for some reason and wanted to use the Holy Grail to keep him by his side.

Now Kenneth's forehead started to turn green.

The two were originally incompatible. Diarmuid admired chivalry very much, but Kenneth couldn't understand this at all. What's more, Diarmuid was not the heroic spirit that Kenneth wanted to summon first. He originally wanted to summon Rider, but in the end, However, the holy relic was stolen by his own student, so he did the next best thing and summoned the other party.

Then Kenneth looked down on Diarmuid.

His fiancée also put in good words for him. To be honest, Kenneth could still hold back from beating this woman to death. It was already very good.

In the end, Kenneth was directly threatened by Emiya Kiritsugu's design. In order to protect himself and his fiancée, he could only use the command spell to control Diarmuid to commit suicide, so Diarmuid was stabbed to death by his own Noble Phantasm. Well, the so-called Lancer's Lucky E is probably like this.

Five battles like this.

The same was true for the fourth battle.

But Kenneth was not much better. After all, there was only one word difference between his name and that of a certain imaginative president, so he was eventually shot.

"You are indeed very strong, but unfortunately that's the end of it."

While Fang Mo was thinking about this, Lacner on the other side slowly raised the spear in his hand, and his whole aura suddenly changed: "If you have any treasure, you'd better take it out now..."

"My Noble Phantasm is stuck on your face."

After hearing Lacner's words, Fang Mo also spread his hands with an innocent look on his face: "How do you get this?"

"In my face?"

Lacner heard this and subconsciously touched his face: "What do you mean?"

"As long as I defeat an enemy, I can get the trophy I want from him." Fang Mo said casually: "I have already focused on the tear stain on your face..."

"Is it originally a robbing ability?"

Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Lacner not only had no doubts, but surprisingly found it very reasonable. After all, the opponent's current strength was a bit ridiculous, and he could regenerate at super speed. If it was her ability to defeat other servants... That would make sense instead.

What made Lancer a little concerned was that the other person seemed to care about his mole.

Obviously his most powerful Noble Phantasms are these two spears.

"Hmph, that's a pretty good ability."

Thinking of this, Lancer here couldn't help but ask: "As the loser in the duel, it is natural even if his life is taken away, but there is one thing I don't understand... Why are you so obsessed with this mole? I should have said it was a curse, right?"

"What if?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo also asked: "Is there anything else on you that is worthy of me taking away?"

"..."

Lancer on the opposite side seemed a little speechless. He subconsciously glanced down at the red spear in his hand, and then said as if he had made up his mind: "Let's do this. If I really lose to you, then you can take this gun, but There is no way I will lose to..."

"?"

However, Fang Mo frowned in disgust after hearing this: "Don't come here, I'm warning you not to cause trouble..."

"ha?"

Then Lancer won't be able to deal with it this time.

"You are so unlucky with your spear." Fang Mo waved his hand in disgust: "I had a friend who had a weapon similar to yours, but he was ordered by the master to commit suicide. The spear went straight through his chest..."

"What?"

Lancer was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head: "No, I have given my absolute loyalty to my monarch, and he will not treat me like this."

"That's what you think."

Fang Mo immediately became happy when he heard this: "Isn't this your first time to participate in the Holy Grail War? Then do you know that the master usually leaves a command spell to prevent his followers from grabbing the Holy Grail from him, so This last command spell is reserved for the servants to commit suicide..."

"Lancer! You idiot!"

But before Fang Mo could finish what he said, Kenneth, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help it anymore: "Didn't I tell you to get rid of this guy quickly? How long are you going to linger!!!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After being scolded by his master again, Lancer stopped talking and just stared at Fang Mo, exuding an even more majestic fighting spirit. Of course, this meaning was also very obvious. He had to be serious. .

"Come."

Fang Mo also waved to him very cooperatively.

"Gae Dearg!!!"

Lancer suddenly shouted loudly, and then the whole person was like a red lightning strike, and the place where he was standing exploded instantly. The whole person's speed was much faster than before, and it was obvious that he no longer considered anything. Something about dodge or defense.

Fang Mo didn't hide either.

Just raise your fist and prepare to exchange blood with the opponent.

But with a 'plop' sound, Lancer took the lead and stabbed Fang Mo's heart with the tip of his spear.

Immediately afterwards, before Fang Mo could rush over, Lancer on the other side immediately stepped on the ground with one foot, grabbed the gun body with both hands and lifted it up with all his strength. He picked up Fang Mo and then hit him heavily on the other side, only to hear a bang. There was a loud noise, and the entire dock seemed to shake slightly.

"Success!"

Seeing that his attack was successful, Lancer suddenly showed a happy expression.

But the problem was that before he could say anything else, the huge force coming from the gun made his expression suddenly change. Then he was carried by the gun and flew into the sky, and then he was hit as hard as before. on the ground.

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And at the same time.

The white-haired girl's distinctive... high-pitched and waxy voice also came from the smoke and dust.

"Damn it, this is so embarrassing."

The smoke gradually dispersed, and Fang Mo, holding the gun with one hand, was revealed: "...Why did I ask someone to pick it up with a stick!?"

At this moment, there was a blood hole in her chest, but it was healing quickly.

What makes it difficult for her is actually very simple, because originally she was sure to make a profit from the exchange of blood just now, but due to the change of model, she is now only a white-haired girl of a few years old, so her wingspan is too short. The little arms raised are probably not as long as Benzi's own body.

But the opposite side happened to be a spearman.

That spear, combined with the opponent's arm span, gave him an advantage simply by relying on his hand length.

"This...what?"

However, Lancer, who was hit hard on the ground, didn't think so. At this moment, he raised his head with difficulty: "How is this possible?"

Lancer is really surprised now. You must know that his spear is the magic-breaking red rose. Its mechanism is to break all magic effects. Even if the opponent has any special effects such as super-speed regeneration, he should be able to break it temporarily and then hit it himself. It's the other person's heart...but the other person acts like a normal person?

"It's a really tricky ability."

Gritting his teeth and standing up, Lancer let go of the spear and immediately stepped back a short distance.

Although his disadvantage is now obvious, he still has a frank smile on his face: "I have obviously used the Noble Phantasm, but I still can't restrain your regeneration ability."

"How about you just lower your head and take a punch from me?"

When Fang Mo saw this, he also started to persuade: "I'm just giving you a mole. Didn't you also say that it's just a curse? Why don't you just bow your head and treat me like one of those people who click on moles on the roadside to tell fortunes?" Doctor..."

"Of course not."

Lancer was still very courageous. He shook his head and said, "I said I would win for the new monarch. How can a knight break his promise so easily..."

"Okay."

Fang Mo shrugged his shoulders and threw the spear in his hand over: "Then you take it."

"I can see that you really don't like my weapon." Lancer took the spear from the other party again and smiled bitterly.

"Lancer."

As he was talking, Fang Mo on the opposite side suddenly shouted.

"What?"

Lancer was also stunned when he heard it.

"Actually, I haven't been serious about this." Fang Mo stretched his muscles and said, "But it seems that belligerence is contagious. I was poked by you just now, which can be regarded as a warm-up. I am very scary when I am serious. How about you and Saber go together?"

"It's too..."

"I refuse."

However, before Lancer could speak, Artoria next to him suddenly refused: "The duel of knights is sacred and inviolable. I will never do such a thing as joining the battle in the middle!"

"Hahaha..."

After hearing what Artoria said Afterwards, Lancer suddenly laughed up, not hiding his inner joy at all: "I didn't expect to meet such admirable opponents like you in this Holy Grail War. It's great. It makes me feel excited!"

"Yes, it is indeed a wonderful fate that heroes from different time and space can gather here."

Fang Mo was also slightly infected by the other party's emotions, and smiled slightly at this moment: "In my name, I will grant you the honor of dying on the battlefield... Come on, fight to your heart's content!"

"Okay! Let's fight!"

The opposite Lancer laughed happily twice, and then rushed towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo also understood that the other party had long arms, and she didn't plan to exchange blood at this moment. Facing the stabbing spear, she also chose to dodge rarely, and then immediately stepped forward: "Magnetic field day..."

But what she didn't expect was.

The trick of Lancer here was not stabbing, but throwing.

Even Fang Mo didn't have time to react, the red spear in Lancer's hand flew out directly, turning into a red light and flying towards Altria.

Of course, to be more precise, it was the little Toosaka Rin beside her.

"Saber! Be careful!"

Irisviel's face suddenly changed when she saw this.

"...Lancer?!"

Altria even felt a little incredible, and her face was full of shock at the moment, but she hurriedly raised her sword to block the spear thrown by the other party.

Accompanied by a loud sound of metal clashing.

The sharp edge of the magic-breaking sword directly tore open the outer layer of the wind king barrier of the holy sword, and violent gusts blew in all directions, and at the same time a touch of golden light was exposed.

However, no one paid attention to this amazing scene.

Because almost at the same time, the numbing sound of flesh piercing suddenly sounded out of thin air.

"Puff!!!"

"What..."

Lancer looked ahead in disbelief. At this moment, he was holding another yellow pistol in his hand, and the sharp edge of this pistol...

had already pierced straight into Fang Mo's temple.

I forgot to write a leave note yesterday... Hee, can we make peace?