Although it has the characteristics of being the last to come, after all, it still takes a very short time from the launch to the landing of the sword light, and in this extremely short time, the effect of the "Overlord Long Slaughter" has quickly acted on the battlefield, almost at the same time that the sword light entered this space, the space was shattered by the treasure of the Holy Grail Lancer, making the "Glory of the Martial Saint" still a step late after all. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Under the effect of this terrifying Noble Phantasm, it is no wonder that even the Holy Grail Lancer, which Mulan transformed, has such real confidence.

The current situation is very unfavorable for the sword Lancer's side, and in a few seconds, this space will be destroyed under the terrible pressure of that destructive nature, and if Percival does not break through the barrier before then, he will completely lose his foothold, be swallowed up by nothingness, and leave the field. At this time, the star coin Chivalry Guan Yu had also landed, just now he did not hesitate to interrupt the sword Lacner's solo challenge, and blatantly used the treasure to attack the overlord, that is, he had a certain suspicion of the overlord's treasure, and wanted to make full use of the characteristics of the green dragon glaive to force the other party to give up the attack. But in the face of the current situation, he has no better way for a while.

The sword Lancer still leaped forward, even a few points faster than before, his bright eyes fixed on the Daedric-like figure of the Holy Grail Lacner. However, just as Patrina was about to ask them to retreat, Lancelot's voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Master, please forgive me for being arbitrary. ”

Before she could react, the great sword that faintly glowed in the white light of the holy fire suddenly stood up, and the elven runes lit up one after another, reflecting Lancelot's serious face on the snowy blade.

"The lake is like the moon, shining all over the road ahead; The moonlight is like water, penetrating my heart—"

"For the indestructible light of the lake!"

The light of the moon bloomed on his hands, and the light of the elven sword shone through the knight's body, reflecting the simple and flawless silver armor with the light of the dawn moon, and the flawless knight awakened the sleeping elven sword with his own character, and the sword reciprocated with the "indestructible" character. If the "Overlord Slaughter" is the invisible giant sword of destruction, then the "Indestructible Lake Light" is the last perfect barrier.

Like a silver shooting star, the sword Lancer burst into battle, and although he was not riding a warhorse, his foot strength was not inferior to that of any divine horse, and even if he was wearing full body armor, he still shuttled freely through the chaotic space. And under that flawless sword light, the space under his feet seemed to be healed, and it instantly returned to normal. In Patrina's gaze, which suddenly became fiery, he ran towards the sword Lancer, and the moment the two stood together, the flame once again lit the night sky, like the grace of the gods.

Looking at the chief knight in front of him, Percival no longer ran away, just like every knight of the Knights of the Round Table, nodding slightly to this perfect model. Legend has it that Lancelot has also searched for the Holy Grail on several occasions, and apart from his child Galahad, he is the closest knight to the Holy Grail. The moment the two looked at each other, Lancelot seemed to finally confirm something, and nodded to the young knight who had also pretended to be a man:

"Go ahead, I'll watch you."

The blood rushed to the limbs, and the spear of fate in his hand also let out an agitated sound, and the sword Lancer looked at the Holy Grail Lancer on the ground, and set out on the journey again. Unlike before, she was no longer disoriented, and the messy space converged at her feet into a complete passage that would send her to the battlefield of glory. The shattered space healed everywhere she passed, and she knew that the perfect knight was behind her.

At the end of the road, the Overlord who has regained his halberd is waiting for her arrival. The moment she stepped on the ground, a huge halberd descended like a dragon, and Percival raised her spear to block. This time, instead of the previous style of fighting with life, she has returned to the tactics she is good at, fighting opponents with flexible and changeable postures. Leaving behind the dilemma of what little magic he had left, and not being distracted by anxiety and impulsiveness, the sword Lancer's superior marksmanship swept the battlefield like a brilliant storm. And on the edge of the battlefield, Lancelot stood with his sword in hand, a faint smile of relief on his face.

For Patrina, who was watching from the sidelines, this was great news, and she almost jumped up in excitement. But thinking that the enemy's martial arts should not be underestimated, and the three servants on his side are all dead brains who refuse to besiege, he can't help but start to have a headache again. However, the changes on the battlefield once again stunned her.

Although the Holy Grail Lancer is still very brave, and the halberd is still impenetrable, the current situation is that he is firmly suppressed by the sword Lancer. It can be said that the sword Lancer at this time is like two people in the first round of confrontation just now, and after putting aside the burden of thinking, she fully deserves to be the leader of the Knights of the Round Table when she gives full play to her advantages. Coupled with the Spear of Longinus, which liberated its real name, its power increased almost geometrically.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, and the situation on the battlefield has a different meaning in Lancelot's eyes. Percival's combat power was somewhat unexpected, but it was also reasonable, and the child himself had extraordinary talents. But the Western Chu Overlord in front of him, thinking about it carefully, seems to be different from the first night, and this is probably only clear to Lancelot, who has personally fought hundreds of moves.

Disappearing enemies, eerie red lights, the inexplicable appearance of the Holy Grail Lancer, the spell that binds oneself and others, and the mysterious reduction of the opponent's strength...... The threads were intertwined, and Lancelot felt as if something had deliberately cut off his senses and hid the last piece of the puzzle.

In the midst of the lightning, the sound of the gun's blade entering the body came. The eyes of the crowd converged on the battlefield again, only to see shocking scenes, including Lancer, the sword that had stabbed the spear of Longinus into the left side of the Holy Grail Lancer.

Although it was still wrapped in heavy armor, the model of the armor was more than half smaller than before, and under the demon-like armor, there was a faint escape of medium-length hair, and even the sound of weak and tough gasps could be heard, but it was definitely not the voice of a strong man.

The body under the black iron fell to the ground with a bang, and Percival suddenly stepped forward to support him, and removed the heavy mask-

I saw the neutral and delicate, Mulan face.

The isolated memories instantly glowed, but Percival and Lancelot stayed where they were like lightning strikes.