Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

"Bastard, I'm going to kill him." Saber gritted her teeth, like an enraged lion, with uncontrollable anger shining in her eyes, and even the dull hair on her head stood straight.

Irisviel is far more important than Emiya Kiritsugu in Saber's heart, the two not only match in character, but also cooperate very well in battle. To Saber, Irisviel is a noble princess, and she is the knight who protects the princess. Although the relationship between the two is a bit awkward from the perspective of gender, it does not affect the blooming of that holy white flower.

Now that the pure white flower was thrown on the ground and trampled wantonly by an ugly big foot, Saber's anger can be imagined.

As an excellent Berserker who is loyal to the master, Duke took advantage of the opportunity to put on an angry face, his magic power exploded, and his silver hair fluttered without wind: "Saber, if you want to kill the old master, you must pass the old master first!"

"That's exactly what I meant!" Saber said in a low voice, she was so angry that she couldn't bear it, she held the sword by her side with both hands, and rushed out backwards, leaving behind an afterimage like an arrow leaving the string.

Duke held his hands empty, one blue and one red epee in his hand, it was Frostmourne and Fire Pleasure. The warrior wielded a large sword with both hands, one in each hand, showing the strong arm strength of the mage.

All A kings deserve to be called the strongest class Saber, all attributes are extremely comprehensive, and the agility parameters are only a little worse than Lancer. When Duke held the sword in both hands, she had already raised the big sword in her hand, and with a fierce and majestic momentum, she roared and slashed down fiercely.

Duke set up Frostmourne and slammed into it fiercely. The blades collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword energy permeated the two of them, cutting fine grooves in the ground.

The furious Saber's offensive was like a wave, and the magic power condensed into the invisible sword created by the gust of wind, which indeed had the effect of confusing the vision. While calculating the length of the sword, Duke observed the number of sword moves of Saber. The ultra-fast swing of the sword gradually blurred the figures of the two.

The Sword of Contract Victory is a typical western-style broadsword, specifically the English broadsword. The two-handed sword pursues slashing and stabbing, and is a very pure cold weapon for men. The parallel blades, thicker blades and hilts that can be held with both hands can play a role in both horse fighting and foot fighting, and have endured for many centuries.

The great sword has powerful lethality, but its shortcoming is its slow speed. Although this shortcoming is infinitely reduced on Heroic Spirit, Duke's swordsmanship is to hit fast and hit faster and faster. When the length of the invisible sword was calculated, and the emphasis and weakness of swordsmanship were mastered, Saber gradually lost her initial arrogance, and she was held back by the faster and faster rhythm.

At this moment, Saber felt Lancer's aggrieved, halfway through the move, she had to withdraw to block. After repeating it several times, I just felt a breath in my chest, with nowhere to use my strength, like a marionette whose every move was controlled by Duke.

"Leaving aside the difference in speed and strength, the key is his swordsmanship... I have no room to fight back."

The more Saber fought, the more irritable she became. After a brief stalemate, she was beaten back and forth, as if her swordsmanship had been seen through, and she was caught and beaten up, unable to bring out her advantages at all.

Saber had already lost count of how many times her offensive had been interrupted, but she was only mechanically swinging her sword to defend, and she couldn't even make a decent counterattack.

"It's useless, in front of the old man's eyes of true seeing, your swordsmanship is full of flaws." Duke swung his joyful fire, forcing Saber to raise his sword to block, and then walked away, his figure deflected half a body, Frostmourne followed up, sweeping towards Saber's side.

Swish!

As the cold light swept away, Saber bent back to avoid it, letting Frostmourne roar past her head.

A faint chill passed over the scalp, and although the blade hadn't reached her body yet, the breath of death blowing towards her face had already made the pores of Saber's whole body tighten, and cold sweat flowed out.

Duke didn't give Saber a chance to breathe, his figure continued to turn, holding a sword in each hand, and used the mage version of Blade Storm. The turbulent sword energy poured down like a violent storm, driving Saber to the brink of death, and the wind king barrier covering the long sword trembled continuously, almost collapsing.

"Sure enough, he was suppressed head-on..." Emiya Kiritsugu stretched out his hand to block the gust of wind in front of him, his lips moved slightly: "Maiya, find the right opportunity to snipe Berserker."

"Understood, special armor-piercing bullets have been loaded."

Of course Emiya Kiritsugu knew that sniper rifles were not a threat to followers at all, but on the battlefield, a moment was enough to change a lot.

Swish! Swish! Swish————

Saber only felt that a fatal crisis was coming, and before she had time to think about it, she immediately released the Wind King's hammer to get out of the range covered by Bladestorm. In a trance, she could even feel the tingling sensation of the sword's edge brushing against her cheek, and the dense sword blades were reflected in her eyes, which were the sickle blades of death.

After landing, Saber was panting for a while, and there was still a look of fear on her face, and then she saw a strand of blond hair falling to the ground... the dull hair was chopped off.

"hateful!!"

The dull hair, which is regarded as a symbol of honor, was chopped off, and Saber's face turned pale and white. Tired of defending, she didn't dare to think too much. An afterimage flashed in her vision, and she hurriedly raised her sword to block, as if hit by a high-speed train. The long sword in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

Afterwards, several sword lights swept across, although Saber tried her best to dodge, but the armor on her body was still scratched, and there were several slender bloody holes on the parts without armor.

Behind him was the edge of the building, Saber seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, and there was no way to retreat.

At this moment, the approaching figure of Duke raised his sword suddenly froze, with a look of indignation on his face, and then looked at Saber with a little apology: "Sorry, my master gave me a command spell again, he fell in love with your beauty, Ask me to capture you alive."

When Saber heard this, her face turned pale with anger, and her sword hand was trembling: "You shameless person, you actually insulted the king's reputation!"

But soon, Saber realized a problem: "Berserker, where did your Master get so many Command Seals?"

Duke was already prepared for this, and explained with a helpless expression: "He has snatched the Command Seals of Master Caster and Lancer, and the most important thing he lacks now is the Command Seals."

"Damn guy, don't let him appear in front of me!" Saber gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of anger, as if she wanted to choose someone and devour her.

"Saber, grab it! You are not the old man's opponent, and if you continue to resist, you will not just bring yourself humiliation, it will damage the dignity of your knight king." Duke kindly persuaded, and quickly obeyed me... the master of the family, Lancelot is going crazy with you.

"Dream, even if I die, I won't let that bastard succeed!" Saber's anger continued to soar.

Duke had no choice but to raise Frostmourne: "This damned Command Spell, the old man is helpless...then I have no choice but to offend."

At this moment, Saber suddenly felt a movement from her injured wrist, and the cursed wound was slowly recovering under her own healing ability.

When the wound healed and no longer affected his actions, he could use the Sword of Oath of Victory, but Saber couldn't bring up any joy, because the disappearance of the curse meant that Lancer... was dead.

Thinking of the brave figure holding two guns, Saber felt sorry for the other party. Such a brave and skilled fighter suffered a huge humiliation before his death. This is simply the greatest insult to chivalry.

"Why, have you figured it out!?" Seeing Saber's sudden change of breath and inexplicable sadness, Duke asked subconsciously.

What's the situation, is the King of Dumb Mao so unscrupulous?

Could it be... This world is actually GalGame's version of the Holy Grail War?

Boom!

The howling bullet hit, pierced Duke's temple and hit the ground, piercing a small smoking crater. Duke's body swayed slightly, gradually faded and disappeared, and what was hit was an afterimage.

The real body appeared on the edge of the crater, Duke looked in the direction of the bullet, his sharp eyes caught the beautiful shadow on the building not far away, Emiya Kiritsugu's assistant + tool + lover on the ground - Hisau Maiya .

"Is it the Holy Grail of integrity or the Holy Grail that needs to be repaired... How about giving it a try?" Duke's face changed, but after all he was still a Duke full of integrity and lacked practical ability.

The golden light flourished, and infinite brilliance bloomed behind his back. Duke, who was thinking wildly, was pulled back to reality, and when he turned around, he saw Saber raising the golden sword with both hands.

The golden brilliance gathered from all directions and condensed into a dazzling beam of light that penetrated the sky. It was the victory of all the soldiers who died on the battlefield who had spent their entire lives pursuing their dreams and praying for glory throughout the past, present, and even the future.

Under the light of this clear light, King Dumao's face was extremely solemn, and the combination of the holy sword and the girl was even more sacred. In the next second, she chanted the glory condensed on the sword with a voice full of pride.

"Ex—caliber——"

The victory of unlocking blossomed, and there was only golden light left in the world. Because the speed was too fast, it gave people the feeling that the torrent of light was rushing.

"Damn it, Xiaolan, you cheated on me!"

It was too fast, Duke only had time to complain before he was flooded by the roaring golden light...