Chapter 271: Let's Tell the Story of a King
If anyone can feel the shock of the collision between the "Double Wrist Zero Cluster" and the "Ultimate Halal Strike", it must be the demigod magician Semiramis.
Although he knew that his master's origin was mysterious and unfathomable, she was still a little worried in the face of this torrent of magic beyond the level of a servant.
"So you, a poisonous woman, would have such an expression. β
Mordred scoffed. She has completely lost her ability to resist, and her voice is very weak when she is on the verge of death, but she can't hide the madness and pleasure of revenge.
"Looks like that guy did a good job, I wonder if your master died in the explosion. β
"Shut up!" Semiramis had a gloomy face, his eyes flashing with a cold, piercing murderous intent.
"It's so exciting, it can't be that you're already dead. "How could Mordred let her get her wish," continued.
"I'll shut you up!"
"I don't know if you can still be without the Masterβhmm!"
Unable to bear it, Semiramis swiped his fingers and directly sealed Mordred's mouth with a poisonous chain.
No one was whispering in their ears, and Semiramis was finally able to sort out the situation with peace of mind.
The contract is still there, and the master should be fine, but the space where the altar is located has been completely destroyed, and so is my monitoring technique...... No, I'll have to make sure.
The sound of squeaking interrupted Semiramis's thoughts, and when he looked back, he saw Mordred bite the chain with his teeth, making a staccato sound.
"Come, no, and, thee, will, die, thee, thee, thee, thee, thee, the β
"Thou shalt seek !! death," said Semiramis furious.
I wanted to spare her life, as a spectator to witness the launch of the Great Holy Grail, but now-
"Since you want to accompany your father as soon as possible, then I will fulfill you. Die, with your equally stupid master. β
Two fingers pointed, weaving two highly condensed clusters of magical power, aimed at Mordred and the Lion Raider, who had put life and death on the line. Until death came, they continued to communicate, in a frank and open-minded tone.
"Master, why don't you run away?"
"Where can I escape, will that poisonous woman let me go?"
"If you run fast, you might be able to run away. β
"Even if you run away, only the body has survived, and here you are already dead. Now that the heart has been completely destroyed, I am afraid that the rest of the old man's life will not be as good as his life in the future. β
"Master, it's good that you can say such beautiful things once in a while. β
"I don't think it's bad, either. β
"Let's end together, Master. β
"Ah, yes, it's a pity that there is no cigarette, and I obviously want to smoke another one. β
"It's really inferior as a last word, and it was said so beautifully just now, without praise at all. β
"Hehe, this is me, you should know very well. β
"That's right, that's the master I'm familiar with. I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill my promise with you. β
"It's me who should apologize, I'm the master, you're the servant, I'm the main person responsible, although there's no point in saying it now. β
What a good servant, the lion thought to himself. It's just too good for me. Her way of living is really dazzling, but it's a pity that he can't protect her light.
"yes, goodbye then, Lion, my best partner. β
"Ah, goodbye, Saber, no, Mordred. β
The exchange of the spiritual world passed in an instant, and the master and slave closed their eyes at the same time, ushering in their own ending.
Then, the roaring magic illuminated the king.
βββ
On the ark thousands of kilometers away from the courtyard, the red-clothed archers clasped their hands to their chests and sighed.
"It's spectacular, it looks like the other guy did a good job. β
"Complimenting him is complimenting yourself, and that's your favorite tactic. β
The black vampire standing on the other side said with a smile.
"No, no. The red archers waved their hands again and again, "I'm not as wasteful as that guy, my 'fantasy collapse' is a projection, and it can be recreated at any time, and that guy uses all the original treasures - well, this is also in line with that guy's usual loser style." β
"Are you familiar with him?" said the red assassin, who had not spoken all this time.
The archer was stunned for a moment, looked at the assassin in some surprise, and then shook his head for a while: "I know someone who is somewhat similar to that guy, but not him." It's you...... You feel familiar to me, did we know each other before?"
The assassin was silent for a while, then replied in a dull voice: "No, I have no memory about you, and even if there is, it doesn't make any sense, we are just tools." β
"Yes...... You're right. β
The archers sighed, took one last look at the assassin, and focused their gaze on the garden.
"The watcher is out, the Great Holy Grail is here, and it's still running, is it time for us to intervene?"
"It's time, or it won't be long before the Great Holy Grail begins to influence the world. β
The man known as the Magic King nodded, and just a gesture of raising his hand triggered a small tide of magic power, and the name of the Magic King was well deserved.
"The Great Holy Grail will be handed over to the Magic King and His Highness Hakuhime, and Her Highness Kurohime and we will be in charge of dealing with the unexpected, and I will first break down the barriers in the garden. β
The archer said as he held a black longbow in his left hand and a weapon in his right hand that looked like a sword and a drill.
"Do you want to ββ? too" Kurohime's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.
"yes, it's rare that guy used this kind of trick, and I can't lose. β
With the action of holding the bowstring with the right hand and pulling it apart, the drill sword gradually changed shape and became a "drill arrow" on top of the bowstring.
"I am the bone of my sord, Calad ββ!!!"
Just before the drill arrow was about to be fired, the archer stared at him and stopped moving.
"Hey, what do you think that's that?"
"That's ......," Kurohime looked into the distance, "...... How could the light of the Starlight Intraterranean Sea appear here, could it be ββ??"
"That's it. The door to the Ideal Township has been opened, and it seems that Miss Observer intends to take matters into her own hands. In that case, there is no need for me to stay here. β
The Magic King spoke, his form gradually becoming illusory.
At the same time, standing on the edge of the ark, Bai Ji's body, which was out of place with everyone, also began to slowly float into the air.
The red archers hurriedly stopped: "You guys are leaving, although the observer's combat power is very strong, but it may not be able to-"
"The observer does not have the ability to leave the Ideal Township, since her body appears in the present world, the other person in the Ideal Township will not sit idly by, that is the magician who also has the title qualifications and is not inferior to me. β
Only the Phantom Magic King raised his head, and his deep gaze crossed the space to meet another equally deep gaze.
It was at this time that Kurohime, the archers, and the assassin smelled a wisp of fragrance, as if they were in a sea of pink flowers, and a faint male voice sounded in their ears.
"Let's tell the story of a king......"