The park was silent, and all but the two Servants, who were fighting silently, were holding their breath nervously or indifferently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And on the side of the night sky curtain, at the highest point of the nine-story stupa, Du, who was dressed in a scarlet leather jacket, let out a disdainful sneer.

"Boring. The so-called hero is just this kind of playhouse. That long-haired one is just a piece of rubbish, and that's it? Tease me, you're going to show me this when your pants are off? ”

Delivering such a vicious speech, he stood on the top of a tower dozens of meters high like an ordinary ruffian with his hands in his pockets, ignoring the howling cold wind, and his red hair was like a dark torch.

And in the air beside him, there seemed to be something manic that was irritating, and a fiery red light loomed, as if it was about to burst out of the cage.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Scepter Berserker, don't be in such a hurry, they haven't started fighting yet, how unpleasant it would be for you to go down early to stir up the situation. When people are happy and have fun, you can go down and give them a big one, and then the fight will be cool. Du Du soothed the spirited spirits in the air seemingly casually while reading the latest news from the eyeliner.

The Heroic Spirit is a spirit in its own right, but it was given a form in order to be able to fight. In the non-combat state, in order to save the mana required for materialization, the Master will usually have the Heroic Spirit enter the Spirit, which cannot be observed by the naked eye, and only the Master himself can feel his presence. This way, even in the middle of the day, the Servant can always be by the Master's side without worrying about causing a riot.

"Isn't that good...... After that madman killed Zhou Pojun, he actually came over here. The informant of the cold beauty is quite capable, and it is quite hard to dare to track down such an ominous heroic spirit. If nothing else, it should be Berserker with other prefixes, if it weren't for the loss of mind, which normal Heroic Spirit would kill his own Master first. Although it doesn't know what skills or noble Phantasmas it can rely on to survive now, and it hasn't returned to the Throne of the Immortal due to the lack of mana supply, it's only a matter of time. If anyone is unfortunate enough to run into it before then, it's home. Du Du muttered, saying that it was not good, but there was no nervousness on his face.

But the flaming point of light beside him was even more agitated.

"Alas, I really don't lie to you, I'll let you go down in a while, you believe me." Alone, the restless heroic spirit beside him looked into the alley on the ground to the south. "That little girl from Qinglian Guan has no Servant, it's really pitiful, it's better to comfort her. Anyway, I had vented before the summoning ceremony, so why is it higher now...... Haha, worthy of the inhuman Rakshasa clan, I'm really energetic! ”

"Just let you play a little longer, poor worms."

As if the flames had turned into ice, the only one finally shed his grinning disguise and revealed a grim smile.

At this time, on the battlefield under the pagoda, the battle of the mind of the sword Lancer and the Servant in the woods continued.

These two people were mortals with superb martial arts skills in their lives, even if there was no sword and gun fighting, just an imaginary confrontation had already made the two of them tense their whole bodies, and they didn't dare to be careless.

In the battlefield of ideas, the sword Lancer has gradually turned from the beginning of the attack to the defensive, and the imposing Servant is steadily advancing, advancing and retreating in a wide range of ways, regardless of the gain or loss, there is no flaw in the moment, so that the sword Lancer has no way to start, so he has to temporarily retreat as advance.

"Compared with the long-haired little brother just now, this one's style of play is more stable, and there doesn't seem to be any strange secret weapon, maybe it's also a mortal heroic spirit." Trying to keep his full attention on the enemy, the sword Lancer couldn't help but desert, but such thoughts would not have any effect on the battle in front of him.

But it was this thought that hooked the mysterious sixth sense, and a thought rushed into the mind of the young knight, and instantly grew wildly.

"That long-haired guy did disappear just now, but why is that dissipated fluorescence so similar to the light of the Servant's spirit? His breath was indeed faint to the point of being almost imperceptible, but ...... Did it really disappear in the end? ”

His heart was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and the sword Lancer's hands holding the gun trembled violently.

It's like the conductor of a grand concert suddenly loses his baton, and a momentary mistake brings not only a moment of dumbness, but also a chaotic disaster for the entire track.

In a master's breath duel, this is almost fatal. Because it means that the temptation is finally over, and the party who shows the flaws will have to pay a realistic price for their carelessness.

The mountain-like body moved, but the footsteps were unexpectedly light, as if it was like the wind coming and going for thousands of miles.

He dragged his dragon-like knife and galloped, leaving all prying eyes behind.

Under the crescent moon, this dragon-like figure galloped out of the forest in an instant, leaping up, and a bolt of lightning was raised.

It wasn't lightning, it was a sword light with more killing intent than lightning.

Although she missed the opportunity, the sword Lancer still reacted quickly, and she did not hesitate to release the treasure again, the pure holy fire enveloped her whole body, and any enemy who came to attack had to endure the test of this purifying fire, the cross spear in her hand was hideous, and the tip of the golden spear bloomed with blood-stained brilliance.

The liberation of the Holy Lance Longinus was completed almost instantly, and even if the Heroic Spirit in the sky also intended to liberate the Noble Phantasm, it was too late at this time, and it might even be severely damaged first.

However, without the slightest hesitation, the brave figure swept across the night sky, raising its fierce long knife high on the sickle-like crescent. Under the cold moonlight, a majestic green dragon flew and roared on the long knife, the dragon's claws split the sky, and the dragon roared like thunder, as if it was about to break out of the cage and stir up the wind and clouds.

The fearless warrior had his eyes wide in anger, and his beard and hair were all open, and he roared like a lion:

"Martial Saint Glory? Green Dragon Glaive! ”

The huge and exaggerated long knife slammed down, shattering the hazy mist, and the sharp sword light swallowed the crescent moon angrily, and the huge and ferocious was just like the blood mouth of the green dragon, rushing down from the deep night sky. The bright moonlight was cut off by Qi Qi's waist, and in an instant, it splashed with broken silver star chips, turning into a dragon's tail and becoming a footnote to the sword intent.

The green dragon, which has finally broken through the shackles of thousands of years, has come to the world again. That set the warm wine to kill Huaxiong, killed Yan Liang and punished Wen Chou, passed five levels and cut six generals, and captured the Huanghuang sword that banned Pang De, broke free from the shackles of history today, crossed the legendary millennium, and the heroes met.

Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, the heroic spirit of the martial saint, the heroic spirit of loyalty, appeared here.

The roaring green dragon rained down from the sky with a devastating impact, pushing back the rolling time a few seconds ago, the moment the "sword" Lancer liberated the treasure, it was enough to slash through the entire park.

It's like a real last-mover first-come.

The sword light swallows the sky, and the liver and gallbladder reflect the cold of the moon. Facing the monstrous white flame, the world-destroying green dragon began to ravage the desolate land.