Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

Being naked means not wearing clothes. No matter from which angle you look at it, touch it, or take a photo, it is a very amorous thing.

Lancer's Noble Phantasm "The Demon-Breaking Red Rose" is a long spear that can nullify the defense formed by magic power. Saber is wearing an armor made of magic power to fight him, and it is indeed almost as if he is not wearing clothes.

The ability is a bit of a small foul, so it can't be called invincible, because there is a BUG hedgehog head in the next studio, and a slap to slap it down is not as simple as breaking the armor.

"Lancer, I just took off my armor and thought that victory is in sight, which makes people disagree." Saber snorted, since you said I was naked, then I... then I will take off my armor and join you war.

While speaking, the magical armor wrapped on Saber's body shattered into fragments and disappeared into the air. The breastplate, wrist guards, knee armor, and all the armor on the whole body were not left behind, revealing the blue knight's long skirt under the armor, and The glory of King A.

Duke's eyes are deep: Those who calm the world cannot unite people's hearts. Tieba sailors sincerely do not deceive me!

"Since it is an unstoppable magic spear, this armor has no meaning to exist. However, the next blow, I will hit you first!" Saber held the invisible sword with both hands, across her chest, and turned sideways. point to the front.

Not to mention whether this move was impulsive or not, but it definitely lifted his spirits and suppressed Lancer's aura at once.

"Oh, is this the so-called all-or-nothing? If I can't stop my attack, I will give up defense and focus all my energy on attack...Brave and decisive, it's really admirable!" Lancer was a little dazed, and then his fighting spirit boiled.

"Lancer, have you made up your mind?"

"Wait until you block my attack first, and then talk big!"

Looking at each other, both of them understood the high fighting spirit in the other's heart, which was the respect for each other and the desire for victory. Across the long river of history, under the call of the Holy Grail, they fought to the death here. For a while, the two couldn't help themselves.

This kind of involuntary feeling is not due to the love of children, but the sympathy between men who have experienced friction and sweating.

Lancer: I respect you for being a man!

The two confronted each other with weapons in hand, looking for the other's flaws, and both decided to decide the winner with the next blow.

The winner lives and the loser dies, this is an aboveboard duel!

The sense of urgency between life and death makes them raise their spirits to the extreme in an instant, without the slightest hesitation or timidity, that will only lead to defeat. Suddenly, because Lancer was too concentrated, he ignored the surrounding terrain, stepped on a mass of gravel and slipped, and his body stagnated for a while.

Chance!

Saber's eyes froze, and with all her concentration, she keenly grasped the slightest opening, and with both hands holding the sword by her side, she lowered her figure and rushed out quickly.

The strong wind tore apart the invisible sword wrapped in the wind king's barrier, and suddenly burst out with a strong driving force, accelerating the speed of Saber's impact, and also exposed the golden sword that symbolized victory.

Assaulting at high speed, Saber holding the long sword turned into an afterimage, broke through the slow to stagnant air, and squeezed out sonic booms.

Lancer didn't move at all, as if he was stupefied with fright, when Saber rushed in front of him, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slid on purpose to sell his openings, just to attract Saber to charge desperately, and under his slick feet, the short gun that he had discarded before was exposed.

Noble Phantasm: The Destroyed Yellow Rose!

The yellow short spear with its own curse, after being injured by this short spear, there will be cursed wounds that cannot heal. The negative effect is that it causes a decrease in physical strength and ignores the self-regeneration of the heroic spirit. Even if the master's healing magic is strong, it is powerless to face the curse of the magic spear.

The inevitable Huang Qiangwei is Lancer's trump card in the showdown. He knows that Saber is superb in martial arts, and he will not go all out to attack unless there is a good opportunity for victory, so he planned the previous scene.

I won!

Lancer showed a winning smile, and swung the yellow short spear straight into Saber's throat. Even if he survived for a while, it is absolutely impossible to survive with such a serious injury.

Saber also sensed the approach of death, and in a critical moment, the powerful intuition she had honed on the battlefield saved her life. The blade deflected, and with the help of the last strong wind remaining in the wind king's enchantment, the sprinting trajectory was slightly changed.

Sword light and gun shadow, the light shines, and after the two figures intersect, both of their wrists are injured.

"Such a keen intuition, such a quick on-the-spot response, it should be said... is it worthy of being the legendary King of Knights?" Lancer raised his wrist, and the wound healed automatically, obviously his master cast a healing magic.

The sword of vowed victory is too dazzling. Although Lancer is surprised that the King of Knights is a woman, he still affirms Saber's identity. Gender can be faked, but Noble Phantasms cannot.

Seeing through her identity, Saber didn't panic much, instead she frowned and looked at her injured wrist. Irisviel cast a healing magic, but the wound was still bleeding.

"It's useless, you're too impulsive. If you're still wearing armor, you might be able to block the 'Yellow Rose'." Speaking of this, Lancer chuckled again, and his tactics were very successful.

Suffering from an incurable wound, Saber was not depressed because she confirmed Lancer's identity. With the cursing yellow gun that heals wounds, coupled with the red gun that breaks magic, and the tear mole with its own charm magic, Lancer's identity is self-evident.

Saber said in admiration: "'Brilliant Appearance' Diarmuid Odina, known as the unparalleled chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights, I never expected to have this honor to fight against you."

"This is the wonder of the Holy Grail War, but I personally feel that I should be more honored. I have the opportunity to compete with the King of Knights. It seems that Lady Luck has not abandoned me!" Lancer was very humble.

Duke: Don't argue, you are tall!

"Since both sides know each other's name, then we can have a brighter duel!" Lancer regained his posture, holding a gun in each hand, knowing that the opponent is impeccable and strong, he should go all out go all out.

"It should be so!" Because of the injury, Saber's hand holding the sword trembled a little, but her fighting spirit was still high.

After a wave of business exchanging blows, both of them exploded with momentum, and their figures moved tentatively with their feet. Lancer paid attention to the powerful sword of contract victory, and Saber was also wary of the strange cursed spears.

A cold chill filled the battlefield, and at this moment, rolling thunder resounded, and a beam of thunder struck between the two of them, separating them far away.

"?"

In the sky, a powerful momentum rushed towards the face, and boundless thunder and lightning were scattered along the way.

An ancient chariot was running across the air, and the sound of the wheels was like thunder, as if it was driving on the ground. This is already very strange, and what is even more strange is that it is not war horses that pull the luxurious chariot, but two burly and strong bulls.

Seeing this scene, Lancer and Saber still don't know, another servant appeared on the stage. The two looked at each other, and decided to suspend the duel and wait and see what happened.

The cow's hoof stepped on the void, pulled the chariot, and landed on the ground aggressively, and it happened to land on the open space between the two of them. Lei Ting retracted, revealing the burly giant on the chariot. He was wearing a red cloak that was as unrestrained as a flame, his eyes and hair were red, his muscles exploded, full of power, and his majestic posture was extremely dazzling.

The physique is majestic and the spirit is mighty, which is beyond the reach of others!

"In front of this king, both sides should withdraw their swords!" The extremely aggressive shout seemed to be giving an order, and it was Rider who came.

Saber and Lancer frowned at the same time, trying to guess his real name from the Noble Phantasm in secret to the large number of strong men who suddenly appeared. I didn't see anything, but I found the master of the strong man, which was very conspicuous, and it was the one lying on the car.

Weber: Mustache, I am clearly kneeling!

Seeing that Saber and Lancer were overwhelmed by the aura of his appearance, Rider raised his hands and shouted sharply: "This king is the 'King of Conqueror' Iskandar, who came as a Rider in this Holy Grail War."

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Weber: My waist!

shocked! Whether it was Saber or Lancer, as well as everyone who was paying attention to the battlefield were dumbfounded.

This person... should be said to be reckless or brave, but he actually exposed his identity! Is it really okay, your Master is crying!

"Wait, if you are Rider... then who is he?" Saber woke up from the daze, and turned her head to look at Duke in an instant.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Duke, the battle armor shrouded in ominous black mist, and the nightmare horse symbolizing death. At first, they thought Duke was the Rider.

Rider laughed loudly, and pointed at Duke: "Servant over there, you already know the real names of the three of us. To be fair, why don't you report your own names too!"

"Idiot, how could someone reveal his real name as stupidly as you..." Weber hugged Rider's thigh, and let out a heart-piercing wail. That leg... tsk tsk, was twice as thick as his waist.

On the battlefield of the Holy Grail War, the real name is of great strategic significance, exposing the real name is equivalent to exposing the weakness and Noble Phantasm, Weber does not believe that anyone would be so reckless...except for his own Rider.

But in the next second, he fell into doubts about the Holy Grail battle, because Duke really said it.

"Old man Eric Gandalf, the number one mage in Middle-earth, came to this battle as an aerial heroic spirit, and his rank is Berserker!"

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