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On the roof in the distance stood two men, a young man in a sloppy dress with a shaggy hairstyle, and an archer with his hair combed in a bun and his shoulders exposed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"If it's at this distance, I'm sure I'll be able to snipe the spearman's master." The archer said confidently, after all, Meng Yan's entire attention now was on the berserker and spearman, and his back was exposed.

"Don't worry, let the spearmen fight the berserkers, and we can reap the benefits." The sloppy young man smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

The young man turned his head to find the archers staring at him, their eagle-sharp eyes staring at him without blinking, and he only smiled playfully.

"I can't fully trust you, why are you helping my lord like this, if he wins the Holy Grail you will also die, this is the rule of the Fate Throne." The archers stared at the scruffy young man, and this far-sighted boy was sure to betray them in the end. This is also the most important difference between the Fate Throne and the fate of their world, only one of all the masters can live, and that is the one who obtains the Holy Grail.

"Assassin, you are on guard around you." The sloppy young man didn't argue, but gave orders to the assassin as always, he turned his head with a smile and said, "Your lord has ordered you to cooperate with all my actions and protect my safety, as a servant, will you kill me now?" ”

The archers stared at the sloppy young man tightly, and finally could only threaten helplessly: "If you dare to fight any crooked thoughts, I will kill you immediately." He really couldn't understand why his master trusted an opponent so much in this game, and this sloppy boy was incredible, he actually allowed the master of the archers to hide behind the scenes, while he ran in front of the saddle on the front line of the battlefield.

"The assassin said that the master of the swordsman over there was watching." The sloppy young man pointed to the side and said.

"Well, I still have a sniper rifle in my hand, but it's a pity that the sniper posture looks like a layman. The swordsman is standing next to him to protect, and it shouldn't be easy to snipe him. ”

"Forget it, if the spearmen and assassins can lose both tonight, we'll already make a lot of money. A berserker can kill his master as soon as the spearman dies, and that guy is really scary, so you find a chance to snipe the spearman's master. ”

The script has already been written, just waiting for the actors to come on the stage.

The berserker roared and rushed forward, the blood-stained axe glittering with blood and slashed straight down, and the spearman quickly dodged and then lifted the spear to the heart of the berserker. The Berserker is large but nimble, dodging sideways in mid-air and sweeping his axe sideways under the spearman's side.

The spearman jumped back to dodge this blow, and immediately stepped forward and stabbed the spear into the hole of the strangely shaped axe, and his wrist instantly tried to provoke the berserker's weapon, but it could only make the berserker's center of gravity shift slightly, the spearman withdrew his hand and took out the head of the gun and swept around, the tip of the spear flashing blue and silver light went straight to the berserker's neck, the berserker immediately waved his hand, and the sharp tip of the spear left a blood mark on his muscular forearm, but the wound did not seem to be deep.

The berserker was not affected by this skin wound in the slightest, but stimulated his desire to fight, and the axe went straight to the spearman's neck, and the spearman raised his head to dodge, and then raised his spear and stabbed again, this time the stab was more violent and faster than the last one, and the tip of the spear with blue-silver magic whizzed like a barrier of air. The berserker couldn't dodge, and although he wasn't pierced through his body, he was also scratched in the ribs.

The berserker chased after him and raised his hand to slash, and the strength of the berserker with the axe in both hands was amazing, and the spearmen felt that their hands were a little numb when they blocked the spear.

The angry berserker didn't care about the scars on his body and it was a fierce slash, originally the berserker was very messy because of his mad moves, but now because of the anger, he was even more indiscriminately chopping and slashing, compared to the spearmen who were proficient in martial arts, they had the upper hand and got some advantage.

After fighting dozens of berserkers, the berserkers have begun to breathe, but the spearmen are still breathing, and their posture is not flawless.

This made the berserker furious even more, and the scars on his body spurred him into a fierce desire to fight, and he charged again, roaring like a terrible ghost from the abyss of hell roaring to the world, the day I am coming again, the day when the princes are destroyed.

The Berserker leaped up and raised his axe above his head and slashed it down, a scream from the holes in the strangely shaped axe, as if it were ghostless. The spearman didn't rush to the sidelines, but instead of exerting his strength, he unloaded the Berserker's strength aside, the blade of the axe sliding across the barrel of the gun with a screeching sound and dazzling sparks.

Just as the Berserker was unloaded and lost his center of gravity, the spearman flipped his hand and the silver spear snake pierced through the Berserker's chest as quickly as it came out of a hole.

"Berserker, use your Noble Phantasm to slay the spearman and his master as quickly as possible."

Mourning was already a little anxious under the tunnel, he didn't know what the battle was going on, he just wanted to settle the battle as soon as possible.

Continuously transmitting magic power into the berserker's body, although he has used the spirit vision at night, he has used the spell to transfer the berserker space to his side before he has filled up the magic power, even if he lets the berserker use the treasure, he feels that he should be able to withstand it, but unfortunately he can't use the magic power of the Vientiane Senluo Bagua Plate now, if he can use it, who else can match the infinite magic power.

Those who are in a hurry to use troops are afraid that if they are late, they will change.

Mo Ning really didn't expect that this battle would drag on for so long, if it dragged on any longer, it would be unfavorable to himself, not only that Taoist priest would find someone to come back, but the archers and assassins were hiding in the shadows, and he had just sneaked up on them, and now if he was beaten, he would not complain. And then there's the elusive magician and the swordsman who doesn't know what they're doing, and it's impossible for them to move around so much that they don't attract these two people.

On the ground, the Berserker's body was undergoing an astonishing change, his green skin, which was already different from humans, was slowly turning scarlet, turning as bright red as his eyes. He grabbed the spearman's silver spear fiercely, and a pair of red, bloody eyes stared at the spearman, and he roared like a roar from hell.

“gorehowl！”

Each servant has his own treasure, and the legendary weapon in his hand is a C-level treasure, a legendary weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation by the patriarch of their Warsong clan

Blood Roar!

And the treasure he is using now is not only the blood roar, but also another B-grade treasure,

Demonic blood boiling in the body.

The reason why it is B-class is not that it is not strong enough, but that it is not controlled.

He, Gromash Hellroar, was cursed twice for leading his people to drink demonic blood, his brown skin changed to an anomalous green after the first drink of demonic blood, and after the second drink of demonic blood, he learned to turn bloody red after drinking demonic blood, and he became furious and aggressive, slaying the demigod Cenarius.

But he didn't like this treasure, it was because of the demon's blood that he had caused his people to fall into a curse, but the demon's blood could indeed strengthen him and drive him into madness.

The momentum of the berserker in front of him was obviously different, and the fierce demonic power overflowing all over his body was terrifying, and the spearman subconsciously took two steps back and pulled out the silver spear. The berserker roared and rushed forward, with a swift speed, a leap of slash and blood as sharp as a guillotine on a guillotine announcing the death penalty to QB.

The spearman raised his gun with both hands, and the blood roar slashed straight down with a scream from the hole, cutting a sharp blood-colored mark in the torn air, as if even space could be sliced open. The collision between the barrel of the gun and the blade of the axe made a huge muffled sound, and the powerful shock wave caused by the collision of the blue and silver magic power and the scarlet magic power vibrated that even Meng Yan, who was squatting outside the barbed wire from a distance of dozens of meters, was swept to the ground by the air wave, and many of the rubble in the ruins were swept away with the wind.

The steel spear bent sharply, and the ground under the spearman's feet burst into shapeless pieces, and the earth caved into a huge crater under the spearman's feet.

"Drink!"

The spearman used all his strength to push away the berserker and immediately retreated and jumped out of the depression, the steel gun was dripping with blood, and the dazzling blood was flowing down the barrel of the gun, converging and falling at the tip of the gun, not only the blood of the enemy, but also the blood of the gunman himself. With just one blow, the spearman had already cracked his hands and dislocated his left wrist, and the demon's blood had multiplied the strength and agility of the berserker, and the blood roar was also activated, and the bloody nature was generally full of killing power.

The spearman clenched the silver spear in his hand, and a cool spell was instilled in him, healing him of dislocated hands and wrists.

Meng Yan's healing technique was being activated.

"Thank you, Master."

What a terrible enemy, I've never fought against such a strong enemy

The Spearman was a little shocked at the moment, the Berserker had fully activated the killing instinct at this time, and most of the stats had been raised a notch.

Tendon strength: a

Agility: a

Durability: a

Magic: c

Lucky: e

It's a pity that strength comes at a price, just as Gromash did when he was alive, and paid a terrible price.

Mooning fell to the ground in pain and convulsed, his magic was drained of all his body, his body was rapidly emaciated, and now he looked like an old corpse, his skin was wrinkled like tree bark, his magic was not enough to support the berserker's mana needs, and even worse, he was almost unconscious, and he didn't even have a chance to use the spell to stop the berserker.

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