Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

When the Deviation Sword fell, the hot sand land collapsed in an instant, and a huge bottomless abyss spread out of the cracked gap.

Rider steered the Shenwei wheel and led Webber across the chasm-like ravine calmly, but the soldiers behind them were not so lucky. The soldiers in front charged too fast, and fell helplessly into the abyss of hell like an avalanche. Although the cavalry in the back escaped, they still couldn't change the ending of destruction. The cracks on the ground continued to widen. Annexed the surrounding land and soldiers together.

Not just the ground, the cracks extend from the ground level to the sky. The space is distorted, the atmosphere is boiling, and accompanied by the reversing gust of wind, everything in the inherent barrier is stirred up and torn apart.

Seeing the boundless sea of ​​sand flowing into the abyss of nothingness, Weber Lighting's face turned pale, the king's army was defeated, and Rider's strongest hole card was easily destroyed by his opponent.

The inherent barrier disappeared, everything shattered like a bubble, and the scenery returned to the original night. The white and bright moonlight revealed silence, and there was no trace of heat in the air.

"Rider..." Looking at the King Conqueror with a calm face, Weber became nervous.

All of a sudden, Weber felt himself flying, to be precise, Rider put down the Kamui wheel by his collar.

"Live, Weber! Just like I said, witness all of this, and pass on this king's way of life and Iskandar's galloping heroism." Rider said boldly.

Wei Bo bit his lips tightly, forcing the tears to flow from his eyes, and didn't say any words of advice.

Rider steered the Shenwei wheel and started the final gallop. He is a strategist, so he naturally knows that the victory or defeat has already been decided. But there was no other way but to rush towards Archer, because the excitement that almost cracked his chest made it difficult for him to hold back.

"As expected of the oldest hero king, he can even split the whole world in half. It is undoubtedly a peak that is difficult to conquer. As long as he breaks through your difficulty, this king will be able to reach the end of the world."

Archer watched the galloping challenger unhurriedly, and opened the King's Treasure. Golden portals spread across the sky, and nearly a hundred treasures revealed their ferocious appearances.

"A good dream, worthy of your title of Conqueror King!"

Archer praised him from the bottom of his heart, and then continued: "However, it is too shameless for you to regard this king as the last difficulty. Let this king help you and wake up from your unrealistic dream come on!"

Under the dazzling light, Rider recalled the starry sky that he had gazed into the distance in the past. When he came back to his senses, he was advancing with both feet, and the two divine bulls pulling the Shenwei wheel had fallen down.

The sword is added to the body, and the body is pierced by sharp treasures in many places. Archer is close in front of him. Just one step further, the broad sword in his hand can split the opponent in half.

Rider shouted loudly, the unattainable dream is just around the corner!

But the moment the sword edge was about to touch Archer, his hands, feet, shoulders, waist, and even the blade were bound by strong chains.

Sky Lock!

The testimony of the friendship between Archer and his best friend, his most trusted treasure, he loves more than the Deviation Sword EA.

"You guy, you can always come up with some weird things..." Rider's blood-stained mouth showed a wry smile, because the Deviation Sword had pierced his chest.

"King Conqueror, are you awake?"

"Ah, um, although it's a pity, this expedition has also made my heart surge..." Rider let out a satisfied moan, and his body turned into light spots and scattered.

Archer nodded slightly and made a promise: "King of Conquerors, I accept your challenge anytime!"

After Rider disappeared, it took a long time for Archer to calm down and meet a satisfactory opponent. This Holy Grail battle is not all bad luck.

Glancing at Weber across the way, Archer was about to test his subjects for the King of Conquerors when his good mood was interrupted by the jingle of fencing in his ear.

Under the moonlight, the black knight launched a crazy attack with a sharp blade in his hand.

Lancelot showed a ferocious (collapsed) look on his face, and he slashed down heavily with his sword. The powerful force caused Saber to be crushed to one knee when he raised his sword to block.

Saber was out of breath, struggling to maintain the blocking movement, the knight swung his sword at the monarch, it was an inexcusable betrayal, but Saber didn't blame Lancelot. She could sense that Lancelot's attacks would become hesitant whenever she was in danger.

My dear friend, your heart must be very painful!

Saber blamed herself deeply, if it wasn't for her own failure, she wouldn't have met Lancelot in arms, raised a sword to fight with her former friends, what a cruel torment this was for Lancelot.

Saber raised her stubborn hair and stared into Lancelot's resentful eyes: "Mr. Lancelot, I will definitely obtain the Holy Grail, and then make up for the past..."

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Saber was kicked in the face and flew out, two bloodstains could be faintly seen splattering in the air.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat—"

Lancelot's face became even more ferocious. He abruptly withdrew his steps to pursue, and his fingers clenched the sword trembled violently. With all his strength, he finally dropped the treasured sword he had snatched from Archer.

However, thinking of Wang being kicked out of his nosebleed, what Lancelot wanted to do more was to pick up the sword and commit suicide.

"Arthur..."

After all, Lancelot couldn't resist the command spell, so he took a strenuous leap and rushed to Saber, facing the sworn down sworn sword of victory, he raised his palm and grasped the golden blade.

The bloody lines spread out, the knight could not die with bare hands, Lancelot wanted to die, and he wanted NTR's own king again.

When a fatal crisis appeared, Saber saw that the treasure was about to be taken away by Lancelot, she gritted her teeth and released a small-scale golden light to bounce the opponent away.

At the critical moment, the beloved treasure was prevented from being corroded in time, but Saber was not happy at all. Lancelot's melancholy and angry eyes, like a lingering shadow, were deeply rooted in her heart.

In fact, Saber doesn't have to be like this, because the person who really hurts is Lancelot. Although his body is controlled by the command spell, his spirit still maintains himself. Seeing Wang being beaten up by himself with his own eyes, but he couldn't stop no matter what, he felt... an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

It turns out that the king is just a weak woman!

Lancelot: "..."

Fuck, I have absolutely no such disrespectful thoughts, absolutely not.

Lancelot couldn't tell, but he respected Damao from the bottom of his heart, because the king never blamed him in his life, even if he made a big mistake, the king always treated him with noble friendship from beginning to end.

A wise monarch is as great as a saint. Lancelot can only resent himself, and he can't get rid of this remorse until he takes it into the coffin. Even after death, he was tormented forever, until he heard a call from afar...

Then, he met Duke!

Lancelot: "..."

Had he known such a trap, ghosts would have participated in the Holy Grail War!

Thanks to book friends: Elegant Chinese Cabbage, Zheng Heshan, Hatsune to Dream, book friend 20181130022911592, beautiful girl from 16 to 25 years old, 08a, cat nest in the night, (IAN), youth, (^o^) Xia Xin 2454627936, I'm not perfect, but my only reward!