No matter how many years have passed, or ten thousand years, the moon in the sky is still the same. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Under this bright moonlight, the swordsman and the spearman are engaged in a battle once in sixty years.

"Was it preempted?"

Although they had arrived from afar very quickly, due to the distance and the lack of means of transportation, when Luo Xing, who had followed the vindictive, arrived at a warehouse street that bordered the eastern part of the seaside park, the two servants had already taken the lead in handing each other.

Using two spear-type weapons, one long and one short, wrapped in rune cloth, it was supposed to be Lancer's heroic spirit dancing, and the spear in his right hand rushed straight towards Saber. The blade of the spear, which glows with a sharp cold light, draws a fairly wide range of attacks, and its strength and speed are in no way inferior to holding a gun in two hands.

Perhaps because it was one-handed, there were a lot of moves that were not found in the two-handed pistol technique, and the gun stabbed at Saber from an unexpected angle, but it was blocked by Saber lifting the invisible weapon, and then slashed at the lancer with both hands clenched.

The gun has its limitations, after all. Because it's too long, it's inevitable that a flaw will be revealed between attacks. But at this point, Lancer's short gun in his left hand can immediately follow up and continue to contain Saber.

Saber's attack just now was broken by the impermeable defense of the short gun.

At the same time, he used two guns, one long and one short, but no half move was a false move. This lancer's heroic spirit will match the guns in his left and right hands seamlessly. But it's such a powerful trick that is on par with the heroic spirit of this job agent for Saber.

As if he could predict the trajectory of a gunshot, the lancer's ferocious stabbing from every strange angle would be blocked by an invisible weapon that arrived one step earlier. The waist, armpits, and sides of the neck are as if steel meets a magnet.

In order to defend against Saber's attack, Lancer has also done everything in his power. Although superior in the number of weapons, Saber's weapons are intangible. Although he could tell Saber's attacks by her movements. But I also felt pressure because I couldn't see the blade coming at high speed.

So lancer can only be estimated by estimate. Keep yourself out of Saber's attack range. And the flashy combo attack can only take effect at this time. Although he was able to block every attack of Saber, he still had no chance to deal a fatal blow to his opponent.

"Oh, this battle has attracted a lot of people."

Like Luo Xing, who came because of Lancer's vindictiveness, many servants came to the vicinity silently, or observed by other means. The opportunity to get to know your opponent up close and personal will not be missed by a good fighter.

"That's the end of the game, Lancer. Don't waste any more time, I'll allow you to use the Noble Phantasm! ”

A voice that had undergone a magical change, I don't know whether it was a man or a woman, and I didn't know where it came from, suddenly sounded on the battlefield. It sounds like this is the Lancer's Master.

And the subsequent actions of Lancer also proved this.

"Understood, my master."

Lancer replied in a respectful tone, changing his posture and dropping the spear at his feet.

In front of the eyes of those who were peeping in the light and in the dark, the spell of the spear in Lancer's right hand was slowly unraveled—it was a crimson gun, and the blade of the spear was wrapped with a completely different magic than before, as if it were ominous.

Saber is going to lose.

Seeing that the swordsman focused his attention on the crimson spear, Luo Xing shook his head lightly in secret, already predicting the end.

Although the short spear was wrapped in rune cloth, it couldn't block Luo Xing's eyes. In his eyes, there was also an ominous magic that was quietly hovering over the short spear, only to retract its fangs under the cover of rune cloth.

Sure enough, despite the timely dodge, Saber's left thumb was still wounded by the sudden shot, leaving an incurable scar.

"This is the strength of heroes from ancient to modern times, Heroic Soul Servants?"

Seeing that Saber had lost almost half of his left hand, Luo Xing frowned deeply. Although they were only clones of the main body in Valhalla, if he couldn't even see through this simple strategy, then the scores of these Heroic Spirits would be greatly reduced in his heart.

At this moment, from the night sky to the southeast, a chariot came straight to the battlefield with the roar of thunder and lightning. It was not a war horse that was tied to the wheel, but a burly and toned bull with muscles rolling like waves; The bull trampled not on the earth, but on lightning with its cobweb-like tentacles.

The magic of the lightning burst is probably comparable to the blow unleashed by Lancer and Saber with all their might, and this is undoubtedly a treasure of the servant.

Stepping on thunder and lightning, the chariot driving in the air retracted the dazzling thunder light while landing on the ground, revealing the figure of a giant man, standing majestically on the bridge of the chariot.

"In front of this king, both sides put away their weapons for me!"

His tone was stern, his eyes were blazing, and he had the upper hand in momentum.

"My name is Iskandar, King of Conquest, who participated in this Holy Grail War and received the rank of Rider."

Then, as if the pause button had been pressed, the battlefield suddenly calmed down, and only the sound of the bull's strong breathing rang out.

"What are you thinking, stupid!!"

This looks like it's supposed to be the Rider's Master. After hearing that his servant did not hesitate to report the real name that no one else could hide in time, he wanted to cry without tears, and tried to make a weak protest to the big man with his thin body.

But Rider ignored his master, and looked at Saber and Lancer who were staring at him, and his tone gradually softened.

"I'm on the battlefield. Do you have any plans to give me the Holy Grail? If you give me the Holy Grail, I will see you as friends and share with you the joy of conquering the world. ”

This is an overly nonsensical proposition. Saber didn't even get angry and froze, and the lancer across from him didn't know what to say. Just saying a word to want the servants who did not hesitate to fight for their lives to give up the Holy Grail is as absurd as an ordinary person holding a blank paper to use as a banknote.

Lancer and Saber were rightfully furious.

"You're called Iskander, aren't you?"

Finally having a heroic spirit for his own appetite, Luo Xing smiled with satisfaction, took off the windbreaker that he had received from Yan Ye, walked out of the hiding place wearing only a round neck and short sleeves, and strode towards the center of the battlefield.

"My name is Luo Xing, and I served as a berserker in this Holy Grail War, and I want to fight the heroes of the past and the present!"

He walked to the other heroic spirits, and slowly scanned the bodies of the three heroic spirits with a tiger-like gaze, as if he felt a huge threat, and under the warning of the sixth sense, the three heroic spirits unconsciously put on a posture suitable for battle at the same time.

Luo Xing's gaze finally stopped on Rider's face.

"Saber and Lancer have just fought, so Rider, let's show off our prowess!"

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