Being gradually pressed by Artoria's motorcycle, Rider Lu Bu could only grit his teeth, the cost of losing the master was far greater than he thought, even the supply of red rabbit's mana could not be completely offset.

In fact, this is a special case of the Holy Grail War. The servant without the master, not only survived for a day and a night, but also survived in an extremely fierce battle, and what is even more terrifying is that this is not an archer with solo skills, but an ordinary rider......

Moreover, he is not just surviving, he has also experienced two vicious fights with Artoria! That's really......

In the reinforced concrete mountains, the noise of magic and tyranny can be faintly heard.

Crossing the impassable road, in the obscure and dark color, suddenly turned out a line of white practice!

And under Bai Lian, a mediocre-looking man was glaring angrily, the red magic shrouded in his eyes, burning like a flame, the dissatisfaction with his life and the dissatisfaction with the present, all condensed into a fighting spirit that eroded like fire, and burned!

Unwilling!

Why!

Lu Bu was a general under Ding Yuan before his death, not to mention that he is famous in the world, at least he is also the mainstay, right? As a result, Ding Yuan's guy, although he was nominally a righteous father and a righteous son, as a result, he could only let himself live a poor life.

That's it. Lu Bu said in good conscience that he was not a person who was too forceful, and could tolerate ordinary food, inferior wine, and indifferent antique collections or something.

However, Dong Zhuo's gift gave him the urge to be dissatisfied for the first time.

Because...... That horse is too much of a miracle horse.

For the warriors galloping on the battlefield, a good horse is the lifeline, and the role of the mount is self-evident, and it is not an exaggeration to say that in this Holy Grail War, if there was no Chitu, Lu Bu would have died a long time ago.

As the so-called sword gift hero, when Lu Bu saw the red rabbit for the first time, he was deeply moved by the demonic horse, the posture of the divine horse, the strong muscles, the swift four hooves, riding up, the sense of speed!!

Lu Bu is sure that this BMW will take the head of the general among thousands of troops!

Dong Zhuojun's condition was that he hoped that Lu Bu would be able to turn against the water. Lu Bu, the first betrayal, that's it.

He longed for this famous horse.

He longs to ride on a famous horse and fight to his heart's content.

Therefore, Lu Bu became Dong Zhuo's righteous son and became the peak of Dong Zhuojun's strongest force.

The second betrayal was the appearance of Diao Chan.

The beauty who fell in love at first sight in Wang Situ's mansion.

If BMW is the [armament] that Lu Bu used to fight, then Diao Chan is the [meaning] of Lu Bu's battle.

In beautiful flowers, if no one appreciates, is also lonely.

Lu Bu is in Ding Yuan's hands, and he has no force, but he lacks a good horse to exert it.

And now, Lu Bu is in Dong Zhuo's hands, although he is invincible in the world, Dong Zhuo's sight is always only money and beauty. No one applauded Lu Bu's exploits.

At this time, Diao Chan appeared. That woman is definitely a beauty at the level of disaster to the country and the people. Her beauty made Lu Bu can't help but want to dedicate all his merits to her, just to make her smile. Unlike Dong Zhuo's indifference, Diao Chan will be amazed by his hero, will praise, will worry, and will show a smile that will overwhelm the country and the city.

That's enough.

Therefore, later Lu Bu rebelled against Dong Zhuo and established himself as king.

His core is just meaning.

He wants everything about himself to have meaning.

I practiced martial arts hard, so I hope to have a famous horse to show my strength.

I have made my own contributions, so I hope that there will be a beautiful woman to cherish my own merits.

Where is this! Doing something wrong!!

In Lu Bu's red eyes, the deep resentment gushed out, and the resentment that had been suppressed all his life in his heart was displayed.

The battle of the trapped beasts is the most dangerous, because the beasts know that they will die, and they will fight to the death.

Lu Bu is like that. The dilemma of being desperate probably reminded him of it. When the water flooded, the pain of being alone. I can only wait for the pain of the end of my life.

The halberd in the palm of his hand provoked a sharp white practice and washed towards Artoria's motorcycle. A domineering blow that slammed the halberd into a warhammer-like attack! The powerful force directly lifted Artoria's figure into the air.

Yes! That's how it feels!

He just loves it!

He suddenly remembered!

This feeling that makes him want to stop!!

What can purify his soul, can make his soul completely calm, and let his mind be condensed on the martial arts to the greatest extent - this kind of mood!!

It doesn't matter about the victory or defeat, it has nothing to do with the position, it's just that I just want to vent my violence!!

At this time, Fang Tian's halberd slashed a sharp and heavy attack in his hand, perhaps, even his spiritual base began to shatter, right? Lu Bu's forehead and the corners of his eyes began to spill blood. It's simply the legendary Seven Orifices of Blood.

It was supposed to be boiling blood, but there was only a cold touch, and the water stuck to the corners of his forehead along his hair, and finally flowed viscous blood, wetting his fighting spirit and covering the crimson magical body with a layer of dark red blood.

His solid muscles and the horrific scars on his flanks all speak of his pain.

"Go —————— die!!"

His huge body squatted down suddenly, his body almost curled up on the back of Chitu's horse, his hands clenched Fang Tian's halberd, and blood gushed from the wrist that had been cut by Artoria, but as a result, under his overly strong muscle agitation, the wound was forcibly blocked! The blood is gone!

The strength of his arms surged with all his might, his muscles swelled extremely, and then, Chitu jumped upwards like a fierce tiger. The halberd dragged on the ground, slicing an ugly crack in the earth!

The cold and glamorous halberd waved with the momentum of cutting through the blue sky! The aura of magic that was too fierce condensed in front of him with a crimson storm!

In the face of this all-out blow, Artoria was not careful, and was also completely knocked out by him! What a strange force is this?

The figure in the space flashed, and Lu Bu appeared in front of Artoria out of thin air as if he could shuttle freely in the air, and the halberd in his hand quickly slashed upward!

No more! No matter what, there is no escape!

In the sky, a meteor suddenly crossed by.

The pitch-black sword shot straight from the sky and slammed into the halberd in the rider's hand!

With a bang, the blackened magic burst in his hand, and a powerful hurricane separated the two, and Artoria recognized it at once, this familiar attack......

"Shirou?!"

In the distance, Archer was peering peacefully into the ground, and next to her hunting green cape was Shirou's red suit.

The crimson figure, the gray hair, the unchanging pitch-black bow, and the bowstring that had just been released.

Shirou Tosaka, as it was back then, was almost the same.

In his relaxed hand, the brilliance of magic quickly condensed again, and a silver sword condensed in his hand, a strange structure that looked like a drill spiral. In Irish mythology, Fergus? Mark? Roy's Caladbolg neon sword, legend has it, that it radiates a rainbow of light and flattens mountains. It's powerful.

"Artoria!!! Use this!!! ”

The spiral sword shot quickly towards Artoria, Shirou's old voice resounded through the sky, Artoria raised her head when she heard this, and subconsciously slashed her hand, catching the hilt of the spiral sword in mid-air!

Of course, the Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm is the only one that can be liberated by his true name, except for Shirou, a monster who is born with a sword attribute and is also proficient in projection magic, no one else can take the treasures of other Heroic Spirits to the extent of real-name liberation.

In fact, the Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasms are also often specific, and if they don't specifically use a certain type of Noble Phantasm, I'm afraid they won't know how to fight if they get it.

For example, Artoria, who now holds the legendary neon sword in her hand, and her first instinct is that the sword feels strange.

The weight, length, intuition, and center of gravity of the weapon are completely different from the king's sword that I am used to, and the shape of the wonderful drill bit is also different from the holy sword in the shape of the English broadsword I use.

Artoria weighed the heavy weight in her hand, as a projection of the [fake], the magic power contained in it was really too high, it had reached the level of being fake. Being able to give the projection weapon to someone else is probably something that only Shirou can do. He...... It's even better than ever!

Artoria thought so, her holy blue eyes had already glanced at the black smoke screen that exploded in mid-air, and in the amorphous smoke, Lu Bu's sturdy armor suddenly showed edges and corners, like a war eagle soaring in the sky, flying flexibly in mid-air, the halberd in his left hand flicked, and the stormy air turbulence swirled around him, blowing away the smoke and dust in the air, showing the posture of the ghost god who was at the end of his rope.

Artoria saw the movements of the outlaw hero in front of her and knew that he had reached the end of his crossbow, otherwise, the air flow around him would definitely not be just this level. These two fierce battles are really too disadvantageous for a heroic spirit who has lost his master.

Therefore, Artoria chose to crack it hard. Because, this is the last respect for this heroic spirit. If he is also a heroic spirit who is proud of his bravery, then the greatest respect he can give him is to crush him head-on with force!

I saw her slender arm turn around the hilt of the sword, and the huge drill-like sword had been set under her ribs, and now she was really the heroic posture of the [Knight King]! Under his crotch was the Iron Horse, and the spiral cavalry gun in his hand was stabbing towards Lu Bu in mid-air.

And Lu Bu didn't show weakness, he clenched the halberd with both hands, and stabbed at the blade of Artoria's spiral sword with a fierce blow!

Boom!

The brilliance of dazzling magic shoots through the air! A rainbow-like light spread out in all directions, the color of the sword in Artoria's hand pierced by Fang Tian's halberd.

After all, it's just a projection treasure, and the strength is not as good as the real treasure. In fact, Shirou's projection weapon, even the human Soichiro Katsuki, can be broken after his arms are strengthened, let alone Lu Bu?

Artoria endured the tremendous force of her hands, and her wrist tightly grasped her sword, looking at its shape, it should have a rotating function, right? It's a pity that Artoria is not Fergus, and even she is not a Celtic Hero, and she certainly doesn't understand how this sword works.

Lu Bu used twelve points of strength for this blow, and at the end of his rope, he had no way to retreat except to break the cauldron and kill Artoria in one fell swoop. This blow unleashed all its strength, and the crescent sprig of the halberd crushed the sword in Artoria's hand with all its might, and rainbow-like magic poured out of the crack of the spiral sword like flowing water.

"Ahh

Lu Bu let out a loud shout, rolled up the halberd with all his strength, and smashed the spiral sword that Artoria had placed under his ribs, shattering it with one blow!!