Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

Pulling out the 'Undestroyed Lake Light', all the parameters of Lancelot have gone one step further, plus his A+ level inherent skill 'Infinite Martial Arts', Saber can't be his opponent.

In the original book, the berserk Lancelot has always had the upper hand against Saber. The reason why he was stabbed to death with a sword was not a crime of war, but because there was a problem with his master. Kariya Matou's quality as a magician was too poor to support his consumption of magic power.

And now, Lancelot, who has the strongest Master, has as much magic power as he wants, but he still forces a 50-50 split with Saber. This is a matter of mentality.

As a servant, Lancelot is undoubtedly unqualified!

Ding clanging sword lights collided, sporadic sparks splashed out, two long swords, one black and one gold, were deadlocked in the air, Lancelot took the initiative to disperse the strength, and then Saber retracted the sword in time, and the two had a self-reflection , fighting again.

Without the fierceness of fighting for life, the sword moves of the two became more and more loose, and there was quite a flirtatious meaning in it.

Emiya Kiritsugu watched from the side with a dark heart, Lancelot's identity destined him to be unable to turn over in front of Saber, if Duke didn't have the command spell, the unfettered Lancelot might fall to his side.

Emiya Kiritsugu thought a lot, and there were many despicable tricks in it, but he didn't think it was wrong, on the contrary, he took it for granted. It's just that if Duke is allowed to run out of Command Seals, it will be difficult for him. After all, Duke doesn't seem to be a master who relies on Command Seals, he can do it on his own.

Duke was as cold as frost, and the thing he tried his best to avoid happened. The love and killing between the monarch and his ministers made his liver hurt. After a short moment of thought, he raised the back of his hand with the command spell.

The red light lit up, and it was Lancelot who woke up first, wandering on the verge of self-destruction, and suddenly realized that his body was out of his control.

The rank of Berserker has always had a bad anti-magic level, and Lancelot can't be exempted, he can't resist the command spell.

"No, Master, please don't…"

Lancelot had a look of horror on his face. He probably guessed what order Duke was about to issue, so he immediately begged.

Duke turned a blind eye, and still said: "In the name of Command Seal, Lancelot, kill Sab in front of you for me..."

Capture alive, hold hands and feet, and windproof outside the door, etc., are purely to tease Lancelot, Duke never takes it seriously, after all, he can't afford it to A. Out of respect for King Arthur, Duke decided to give her a decent death, and was beheaded by Lancelot in a one-on-one duel.

Rumble!

The sudden thunder surged and rushed, interrupting the command spell issued by Duke, and Rider mounted the Shenwei wheel and knocked Duke into the air with lightning speed.

The process of issuing the command spell was interrupted, and Duke himself was pretended to fall to the top floor of the building by the impact force, and the free-falling body accelerated uniformly downward.

"Master!!" Lancelot was shocked, leaving Saber and rushing towards the edge of the building, leaning down but seeing nothing.

Rider had a vengeful smile on his face: "Gandalf, no, it should be called the master of Berserker. You have cheated me, this is the clean up, remember not to be an example."

The King of Conquerors, who has tens of thousands of friends, said that although the duel between Lancelot and King Dumb was nothing to watch, it was as crude as a sparring between two third-rate swordsmen, but it was not a match between the monarch and the king. The proof of the fetters of courtiers, he began to appreciate Saber a little bit, it was a road of conquest that he had never walked before.

Clang!

The sharp sword light flashed, and Lancelot burst out with surging killing intent. He sprinted to the side of the bullock cart in three or two steps, leaped to the top of Rider's head, and the sword edge slashed straight down.

Rider hastily drew out his sword to parry. Although he could run horses on his shoulders and open bottle caps with chrysanthemums, but muscles are not equal to strength, and he was not prepared in advance, and was swept off the bullock cart by Lancelot's sword.

Rider rolled on the ground a few times and lost all strength in his body. As soon as he raised his head, another ray of sword light chased him.

The clay figurine was still angry, not to mention the overbearing King of Conquerors all his life, the angry Rider shouted again and again, bristling with anger, his muscles swelled, and then...a lazy donkey rolled to avoid the sword light that pierced the vitals.

This is also a matter of no choice. Rider conquers the world by relying on his leadership and military strategy. Among the seven followers, his personal force value can only be ranked in the top three from the back to the front. Against Lancelot, he can only dodge and fight. .

After ten moves, Lancelot lifted Rider's saber and kicked him flying.

"Rider, are you alright?" Waver yelled worriedly.

"You bastard, you swiped your sword at your benefactor without hesitation. If I had known, I would have let you die." Rider rubbed his painful chest, grinning his teeth.

Lancelot did not pursue, and showed a tangled expression: "Your kindness Lancelot is in my heart, but you...you shouldn't attack my Master."

Rider got up and spit bloody saliva on the ground: "You don't know what to do, your personality is too twisted, fortunately, there is no subject like you under my king's command."

"I'm very sorry, but I have no other choice!" Lancelot smiled bitterly.

Saber nodded beside her. That's right, this is the Lord Lancelot she knew. Even if she came with the rank of Berserker, she didn't tarnish the noble character of the 'Flower of the Knight'.

For a long time, Saber didn't have much resentment towards Lancelot who greened her. The knight's spirit of taking the blame made her take all the responsibility, thinking that she couldn't give Queen Guinevere happiness, which led to the tragedy. Lancelot Te plays the role of the victim.

This is the difference between a man and a woman. If you switch to the male version of King Arthur, you will definitely not be so polite to Lancelot who greened him.

Male Arthur: Go to fuck and bless silently! Cramping and skinning, hanging at the city gate to show off to the public is considered light. Only by dismembering Lancelot's body and making his rebellious skull into a toilet for the knights of the round table to use in turn can the hatred in my heart be eliminated.

This is the correct way for King Arthur to open it. After all, when the king is green, blood will flow!

Faced with Rider's reprimand and disdain, the honest man Lancelot fell into a vicious circle of self-destructive psychology, secretly thinking that he was the root of all evil, and raised his magic sword to launch a suicide attack on Saber again.

"Hoooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

There was a sudden dragon chant, and a gust of cold wind hit, spraying a white streak behind Lancelot. The finely shattered ice particles scattered, and Lancelot's position was completely frozen, and he himself maintained his charging posture, turning into a hard ice sculpture.

The ice-blue dragon's body was lying on the building, and its protruding dragon claws firmly held the edge of the top floor, protruding a small half of the dragon's body and slender neck. Duke stood on top of the ice dragon, staring at Lancelot without saying a word, the Command Seal on the back of his hand flickered, and he didn't know what to think.

Click! Click!

Lancelot broke free from the ice on his body. His anti-magic power could not ignore the magic damage. At this moment, his lips were blue, and his limbs stiffened. He walked to the dragon and knelt down on one knee to plead guilty to Duke.

"Master, I..." Lancelot nuzzled, and finally closed his mouth, he couldn't justify himself.

"Xiao Lan, you've disappointed me so much!" Duke said lightly, but the Command Seal on the back of his hand still dimmed after all.

Lancelot bowed his head in shame and waited quietly for Duke's punishment.

"Fortunately, when I fell from the building just now, if you had chosen to entangle Saber in the first place, I would have killed you."

"Lancelot is deeply ashamed!" Lancelot clenched his fists and said nothing. Duke's words deeply hurt his heart, but he really didn't know how to make a choice.

Sometimes, Lancelot even blamed himself for not taking the path of knighthood, otherwise there would not be countless tortures that made him unbearable.

It can only be said that honest people are too tired to live, and Lancelot's character is too decent, and he can't understand the beauty of throwing the pot if he is wronged by everything. He will only blame himself, silently take the responsibility on himself, and then live even more aggrieved.

Therefore, it is better to be a heartless person to live a chic life, at least you can decompress yourself!

The dragon's claws stretched out and pinched Lancelot, who let Duke do what he did, like an empty shell that lost its soul, with no intention of fighting.

"Mr. Lancelot!" Saber raised her sword to stop it, but was thrown back by the flying dragon, and blocked Emiya Kiritsugu with her sword.

Seeing the giant dragon soaring high and looking like it will never return, Rider is about to chase after him on the Kamui wheel: "Master of Berserker, are you going to give up the victory you have won? What about your duel with this king? "

Standing proudly at the leader's position, Duke glanced at the unyielding Rider: "The battle of the Holy Grail has come to an end, and it's time for the curtain to come to an end. If the King of Conquerors wants to retire, there is no need to rush to the present." Time, at least wait for the bling bling guy to come together."

The ice dragon flapped its wings away, leaving a lingering sound in the distance.

"I have prepared a grand funeral for you all, just tonight, anyone who has the guts to come!"