Chapter 41: The Perishable Yellow Rose

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The wound caused by the Wind King's hammer healed before she could hit the ground, and even the penetrating wound in her lower abdomen was intact.

The only thing left was the wound on the chest that had been pierced by Lancer's yellow gun.

Although the wound is not too deep under the strong defense, it is not shallow. But fortunately, the "front armor" is thick enough, and it is not too serious overall.

To Yingluo's surprise, the wound remained as if it had a large hole after barely repairing the bones and internal organs.

"Huh, can't be restored?" you know, her current durability is EX-level!

"Beware, Berserker!" Lancer said as he attacked, "This yellow spear is called the 'Yellow Rose That Will Die', and it has a curse that will not heal its wounds, and if it is allowed to pierce you in the heart, even if it has exaggerated recovery powers, you will surely die!"

"So powerful!?"

Lancer said with some regret: "It's a pity, I originally planned to use this as a killer feature, but I didn't expect it to be such a shameful scene today." ā€

He misses a shot, and Saber immediately rushes to make up for it, and the invisible sword brings up a bitter strong wind, mercilessly slashing at him.

"Bang!" Yingluo slapped the side of the sword blade, deflecting the trajectory, taking advantage of Saber's unstable center of gravity, he raised his foot and kicked over. Although Saber retracted his sword in time, he was kicked out of the air by brute force, smashing into the ruins of a distant house like a cannonball.

Although Yingluo's strength increase is not as good as that of the sea demon, he has long surpassed the ordinary heroic spirit. However, Saber defended quite well just now, and that kick was completely blocked by the invisible sword, and probably didn't do much damage.

"Really!" Yingluo looked at the lonely Lancer and said with a smile: "Speaking of punching holes, men are really good at it, you should take it out as soon as you have such a good thing!"

"W-I'm sorry!" a drop of sweat ran down Lancer's forehead. Although he was forced by the Command, Lancer actually had a little expectation of victory in his heart.

According to his analysis, in addition to Yingluo's strong strength, his resilience is also very amazing. Eliminate the sea demons, and the Heroic Spirit's physical attacks will do very little damage to her. Mana Attack...... As a woman, the other party can resist the temptation of her "tear mole of love", and her magic resistance must be outstanding.

The Yellow Rose that will be destroyed is the only weapon that can inflict a fatal blow on the opponent!

He is not without a chance of winning.

As a warrior, of course, you will crave victory. Although it is contrary to justice to strike suddenly, isn't it the essence of riding (zhuang) soldiers (bi) to show mercy after victory?

Dilumudo is such a pure man!

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. His analysis of the first half is quite reliable, as for what is the magic of that...... He would never have imagined that although the person in front of him had a .avi body, his soul was a real man!

Let a man go into heat against another man's tear mole?

Do you think this is "Billy's Holy Grail War"?

It has to be said that Lancer's analysis of Yingluo always seems reasonable, but the end result is always off, as if there is a vast will in the universe controlling all this.

Lucky E is the most vivid!

"Boom" There was a loud bang, Yingluo turned his head, and the battle situation of the three people over there gradually became superior, the sea demon, the authority dog, sat first by infinite resurrection, and Jin Shanshan temporarily ranked second with the ancient black technology car, but the king of conquest was clumsy and embarrassed at the moment.

"Teammate, it's not powerful!" Yingluo complained helplessly, and then turned to Lancer and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, lend me your weapon!"

"Hmph, if you have the ability, come and grab it yourself!" "Telling a knight to ask for the weapon in his hand is the same as saying to a dead house that I have seen your wife's book, it is definitely a declaration of war, so Lancer refused without hesitation!

"Well, the negotiation failed. Although I had decided to snatch it up!" As soon as Yingluo's voice fell, her body suddenly advanced, and before Lancer's eyesight could react, her hand was already on the yellow gun!

"Damn!" Lancer, of course, would not watch his weapon being taken away, and immediately let out a loud shout, and the tip of the spear was raised, trying to pierce Yingluo's palm.

But Yingluo's finger flicked on the yellow gun, and the double force was activated, Lancer's hand holding the gun immediately burst out into a cloud of blood mist, and he himself couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood. But even then, he didn't let go of his hands.

"I have my dignity too!" he shouted, but before he could say a second sentence, Yingluo's left fist hit him on the shoulder mercilessly.

"Poof!"

The sharp pain instantly reached his brain, and he couldn't help but scream, and then he was knocked out under the tremendous force, and slammed into the wall with a thud, and slid down limply.

The bones in his right shoulder have been completely shattered, and even moving a finger is delusional.

The yellow gun was snatched away by Yingluo, she looked at Lancer, who gritted her teeth and stood up, staggering and wanting to step forward to continue her desperate efforts, shook her head and said: "Although you are not strong and your head is poor, but you are a qualified fighter! When the matter here is over, I will give you a one-on-one chance to regain your dignity! But now...... You'd better get some sleep!"

Before Lancer could react, Yingluo's palm had already pressed on his forehead, and then with a violent force, he was pressed to the ground with a "bang", knocking the ground into a crack.

As soon as Saber crawled out of the rubble, he saw Yingluo standing next to Lancer's "corpse" with a cold face on his hands covered in blood and a yellow gun in his hand.

Damn, even Lancer has been poisoned?

Although it is only a few face-to-face, the two people who also believe in chivalry have a feeling of sympathy.

"Berserker!" Saber yelled, his magic increasing slightly. Probably the last force sent by Lancer, who has been killed in battle!

She screamed and rushed towards Yingluo, but the latter left her a smile and held out her hand to the sky.

"King of Conquest!"

"Come on, don't rush!" the chariot came as promised amid a bull's cry, and the king of conquest stretched out his hand and pulled, and Yingluo jumped up with a light turn.

Although Saber was blessed by the goddess of the lake to walk on water, he was not blessed by the goddess of air and was naturally unable to fly. At this moment, looking at Yingluo in the sky, he could only shout helplessly.

"Why did you suddenly call me when you were hitting Xing?" asked the King of Conquest.

Yingluo pouted disdainfully: "Don't think I didn't see it, you were obviously chased and beaten by others!"

"What is chasing and fighting, that's a guerrilla, it's a tactic, don't talk nonsense as a layman!"

"Okay, good, whatever you say is what you say, you have to die to save face and suffer the crime!"

"Hey, if you want my courtiers, just with these words, you will pull them out and behead them a hundred times!"

"I'm sure I'll slaughter you before I cut you headed!"

"Hmm!" conquered Wang Yusai, if Yingluo wanted to carry out a beheading operation, he really couldn't stop it. Thinking of this, he was also discouraged, and then said angrily: "So what, you haven't been poked in a hole yet." ā€

"Hey, don't look at it blindly!" Yingluo pulled the clothes on his chest and said unhappily: "And what's so beautiful about the bloody!"

"Hahaha!" The King of Conquest did not explain, but laughed a few times, and then asked, "So, what now?"

"Don't worry, the magic weapon of victory is already in my hands!" Yingluo took out the yellow gun.

"Just this thing? If I'm not mistaken, it's Lancer's treasure. ā€

"En!" Ying Luo replied, and then without hesitation, he opened the wrist of his left hand with the yellow spear, and the blood immediately spilled out.

The King of Conquest was taken aback: "Hey, are you going to kill yourself?"

"Suicide? don't be kidding, I haven't lived enough!" Yingluo said, seeing that the wound on his wrist had not healed, he was overjoyed at the moment, and stretched his arm out of the chariot (children don't learn), and let the blood be thrown into the river of Weiyuanchuan.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, your treasure is really related to your own blood. The King of Conquest said thoughtfully.

"Yes, the wider the blood coverage, the stronger my strength will be! Perhaps, you can consider a way to crack it now!" replied generously.

"Haha, don't worry about cracking anything, let's deal with the monster below first. The King of Conqueror pulled the reins and dodged the golden flash of the Noble Phantasm, and then asked, "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple, just take me for a lap on the river. Yingluo smiled and said, "Such a winding river, if dyed red, it will definitely be even more beautiful!"