The Collection of The End

My name is Alaya,

I'm watching Warehouse Wars.

179:22:35

Noticing Lancer's undisguised aura, Rider is naturally not the only one. In other words, after Lancer and his Master walked out of the Hyatt Hotel, they have been under the surveillance of Assassin. During the period, the person in charge of the surveillance even changed twice. For Kotomine Kirei who can maintain a state of empathy with all Assassins, there is not much difference.

At this time, a small Assassin who was in charge of surveillance was in a container near the meeting place of the Rider and Lancer camps. Since the two parties were lecturers and disciples, they might reveal useful information when talking to each other, so Yanfeng Kirei didn't allow him to use spirit form to investigate closer, because then he wouldn't be able to hear their conversation, and he wouldn't be able to formulate relevant countermeasures.

So the Assassin who had made a hole into the container touched the surrounding building materials boredly, and put his ear on the wall of the container to listen carefully to the movement outside.

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On the wide driveway of the container yard, Lancer and Rider holding yellow and red guns were more than 20 meters apart. It seemed that neither of them planned to strike first, because Weber was passing through the edge of the battlefield between them.

After confirming that his little Master had reached Kenneth and Sola safely, Iskandar turned his head to look at Diarmuid.

"I said Lancer, although I will not refuse the challenge, but you seem to be overwhelmingly disadvantaged."

Rider stood on the thunder chariot with a dagger in his hand, looked at Lancer who was on full alert in front of him, patted the handrail of the chariot and said, and the two bulls in front of the chariot also snorted in agreement.

Although in the battle of cold weapons, there is a saying that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, but once the Shenwei wheel driven by Rider enters the fighting state, it will be shrouded in violent thunder and lightning. Coupled with the impact of the chariot itself, Lancer on foot is just It would be very difficult to dodge, let alone counterattack.

"Could it be that declaring victory before a battle is the hobby of the Conqueror?" At this time Lancer had changed out of his real clothes, and was wearing a dark green skintight one-piece jacket, revealing a slender and fit body and explosive muscles : "If you underestimate my two partners, you will suffer. When I challenge you, I have naturally taken that chariot into consideration."

"Really? Then I won't keep my hand." Rider took the rein and raised the thick-bladed dagger in his hand: "Trample on!"

Dazzling lightning flashed on the chariot and the divine bull at the same time, and then rushed towards Lancer at an astonishing high speed. They changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic in an instant, and they had already rushed past without any sign of acceleration. The distance between the two was only more than 20 meters. In this situation, Lancer should have no time to predict and respond.

However, Lancer doesn't have to prejudge at all.

Before the chariot started, the knight of the spear jumped high to avoid the trampling of the divine bull and the thunder and lightning bombardment on the chariot. He opened his arms and rushed towards the driver's seat of the chariot like a predatory bird. The magic spear attacked Rider like the sharp claws of a bird of prey, and the electric glow that blocked him disappeared before the red spear tip like the remaining snow under the scorching sun.

Mind, Lancer's own skill is the ability to accurately predict the opponent's actions and break through dangerous situations cultivated through practice and tempering. When Rider raised the short sword in his hand, he had already predicted that the opponent would inevitably Make a quick charge, so you jump up ahead of time, and the fall is more like a dive when Rider charges.

Since this is Rider's initiative to attack, he has almost no room to change his moves or dodge. He can only choose between the demon-breaking red rose and the destructive yellow rose.

The other gun is almost sure to hit, but this is also within Lancer's plan. If Rider blocks the red rose, then he will use the yellow rose to stab his arm or throat and other places that are not protected by armor. If he touches the yellow rose, then the red rose will hit his chest directly, and the armor made of magic power will definitely collapse at the touch.

when!

The first confrontation between the two heroic spirits has ended, and the two sides seem to have only exchanged positions before, and neither has any wounds.

"Lancer, are you holding back on me?" The bullock cart that no longer emits lightning slowly turned around, and Rider's somewhat suspicious rough voice sounded.

"Because I don't want to kill an ally right now!" Lancer turned around, with obvious anger showing on his handsome face: "Why did you adopt that style of play?!"

In the previous contact battle, Rider adopted a third style of attack that Lancer hadn't thought of. He completely ignored the two magic spears and swung the thick-bladed dagger to strike Lancer with a sweep. Diarmuid will also be injured by the short sword that has the terrible speed of the bullock cart.

In desperation, Lancer temporarily changed his moves to block the dagger and landed somersault with his strength.

"Isn't this obvious? When the enemy's attack poses no threat to you, giving up defense and taking the initiative to attack is the right choice." Rider patted the metal armor on his chest as if emphasizing: "Your tiny two A gun cannot penetrate it."

"Impenetrable?" Lancer said annoyedly, then looked at Kenneth: "Master?"

"The Tohsaka family should already know your real name, and Saber is resting in Einzbern Castle because of being attacked by Archer, so there is no need to bother to hide it." Kenneth was watching Weber being educated by Sola , responded lightly.

"This red gun, called the Red Rose that Breaks Demons, can cut off all the magic power it hits, and this shorter yellow gun, called the Yellow Rose that Must Be Extinct, as long as it is stabbed by it, the wound will never Healing," Diarmuid danced his spears into a gorgeous ball of spear flowers, and finally resumed his posture like an eagle spreading his wings: "So, if I broke the armor made of magic just now and left a line on your heart A wound that will never heal, you have already returned to the Seat of Heroes, Rider!"

"Oh." Iskandar looked at the two guns back and forth with the eyes of his pocket: "Yes, they are very useful."

"Do you really understand what I mean?" Lancer was very helpless towards Rider's attitude of not being a big deal: "If you, King of Conquerors, also use the method of trading injuries for injuries when facing an attack that you don't know the details of, then Commander right--"

"If you stabbed down just now, the outcome has already been determined," the next words were interrupted by the King of Conquerors waving his hand: "It has nothing to do with whether your spear can pierce my armor, but a 'certain' fact."

"It's called [Sword of Cyprus], not a treasure." Seeing Lancer's expression of listening attentively, Rider raised the thick-edged dagger in his hand: "It was it that cut the [Sword of Gordium]. Therefore, when I use it to fight, I will ignore the sufficiency of intelligence and take the 'most suitable' action, um, although it is more suitable for the command of large corps."

"Is it similar to intuition or mind..." Lancer twirled the two guns: "This characteristic is very similar to the unreasonable splitting of knots..."

"Also, I have to correct your guess." King Conqueror patted the thick golden breastplate, "Perhaps the way it appeared misunderstood you. The real thing is already infinitely close to the level of a treasure, so the premise of 'piercing' you said is not valid."

Kenneth, who was watching the battle, said: "As an aside, Diarmuid, like me, has no wish to entrust the Holy Grail. What about you, King of Conquerors? What is your wish to be fulfilled through the Holy Grail?"

"Hmm...it seems that you are indeed that kid's teacher, and he doesn't have any specific wishes, he just wants to win the approval of others." Rider looked at his palm: "But my wish can only be realized through the Holy Grail , that is the basis for conquering the world."

"Although you said that, in extreme cases, it can't be ruled out that 'together' or 'death charge' is the best choice," Lancer pointed at the ground with the tip of his gun drooping, "We are not fighting for life and death, 'full strength Going all the way' doesn't mean risking your life at will."

"Well, I'll change my tactic." Rider responded, then slammed on the armrest of the chariot, raised his sword and pointed at Lancer: "The enemy is the chief of the Irish Fiona Knights known as the 'peerless' The warrior Diarmuid, regardless of his physique, character, appearance, and martial arts, is impeccable in all aspects, and those who are willing to fight with him immediately stand out—"

Following Rider's voice, a dry and gravel whirlwind rolled up around the Thunder Chariot, and five figures appeared in the whirlwind. They were wearing armor similar to Rider's, with strong bodies and brave aura. If you look up to distinguish them, you can see that there is a sword and shield warrior guarding the chariot, two spearmen sweeping in front of the chariot, and an archer covering behind the chariot.

"They are all Heroic Spirits?!" Waver, who was a bit sluggish after being taught a lesson by Sola, widened his eyes in surprise.

"There is no class...it doesn't look like it has treasures and special abilities." Kenneth narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the heroic spirits who were likely to be his helpers in the future.

"Little devil, do you think that I got the name [King of Conqueror] through personal bravery?" Rider laughed loudly and said to Weber: "When it comes to me, Iskandar, naturally my unparalleled army will not be missed !"

【Army of the King】, a powerful Noble Phantasm that cannot be considered a Noble Phantasm. It is a collection of all the warriors who have been subordinate to the king on the road to Iskandar's conquest. Although they will all be summoned once the real name is released, but in In the case where such a big scene is not required, the warriors among them can also appear alone as heroic spirits without job titles and treasures.

"Although there are a few guys who are stronger than me, they don't seem to have come out." Rider identified the soldiers around him one by one, nodded in satisfaction, and raised his sword to Lancer: "In this round, we can definitely attack the enemy soldiers." Let me be under the protection of the guards as the victory condition, if you think you can't do it, how about giving up the command?"

"Heh, the stronger you are, the more urgent it is for me to dedicate the command to the lord." Diarmuid raised the demon-breaking red rose and pointed at the newly-appeared heroic spirits, "Come on, Rider!"

What seems wrong? Waver, who was watching the battle, thought, how did this battle become a test for Lancer by the King of Conquerors?