Act 20: The End of Jihad with Prizes

Saber's bloody sword swung out, slashing layers of blood and energy across the surroundings, severing silk threads and severed arthropods, and Berserker's spirit was embellished, and the holy light shone brightly, sheltering and struggling to sustain one.

The master is not around.,All you can rely on is your own technology and accumulated magic power.,Facing an exceptional servant like a big demon king.,The combat experience of the two horsemen is extremely poor!

After doing what she could do in this world, HellLancer stood up leisurely, and the Spider Throne collapsed, sending her to the edge of the Second Cavalry Battlefield.

The spiders retreated, only the king of spiders stepped forward quietly, his huge legs flicking, and he stood behind Lancer, his eight eyes red, staring at the little bugs.

"Honestly, your luck is miserable. Lancer mocked the luck of the sword maniac, ignoring his original lucky E, and now he was only a D-class: "I have met the Fish of Time and the Herald of Judgment, the Lord of the Deep Hell, the King of Spiders, and there are four exceptional combat powers, and three of them are mine! ”

"Whether you are a man of sorrow, a desire, or a battle maniac who enjoys the battle, you are destined to be unable to ask for it. ”

"The fighters have struggled to support and be subdued, and the claimants have come across me, and although I have nothing to appeal to the guys, I will not give up the victory. ”

Lancer raised his hand and pinched out a black spear, the tip of the spear was like eight legs apart, the tip was closed, and the poisonous and hollow terrifying spike was a weapon made of the power of the deep hell, and the holy spear was also a high-ranking force after all, and there was no reason to be completely polluted.

"Who's coming first?"

"Or come along?"

Black Lancer holds a gun, pointing at the second horseman, relaxed and freehand, and the meaning of contempt is overflowing.

The sword step and the mad step did not look at each other, did not communicate, and after a small silence, the sword king took a step forward and raised the blood sword: "I'm here." ”

"Come to the end!"

The blood sword swung out violently, and the scarlet sword qi slashed across the black space towards Lancer, and the red king laughed and shed bloody tears, ignoring the load of the magical body, frantically urging the surge of magical power, and even exerted a bit of the power of the god killer before his death!

"This level is far worse than the end!

Lancer hung a sneer, the spider spear raised, and the tip of the spear shattered the sword qi, hitting the tip of the sword that followed closely!

Bite!

The sound of a gentle collision sounded, not like the collision of two heavy murder weapons, but like a confrontation, all the power was hidden and invisible.

The scarlet magic and the deep black magic are entangled, and the will to kill the enemy without fear of death is integrated into the magic, and for a moment it simply surpasses the suppression of the person, and is on a par with the magic of the deep hell!

The muscles of the sword-wielding king's whole body bulged, and blood-red lines burst out, as if cracked, and the spirit core located in the heart frantically increased its output, and the magic power of the whole body continued to condense and compress, converging everything in the next blow!

"This king kills gods, but it doesn't rely on the characteristics of a god-killer or any dance of blood...... "The sword-wielding queen jumped a step, held the sword high above his head, and said his last words calmly: "You also have divinity in you, right?" Although I can't say anything, but ...... Don't focus on divinity. ”

"It's nothing, it's just a force imposed by the world. Besides, the old days, the god of the old days, a little bit is a little bit. ”

Lancer was still on the side of his gun, his pitch-black aura still steady, not worrying about a Godslayer's blow.

"Come on, don't waste my time. ”

The king of the sword was not annoyed or angry, there was no wind or waves, he gently swung the heavy sword, and together with everything in his body, he sacrificed the spirit base to collapse, and took the dance of blood as the shape, and slashed out a blow as if he was alive!

Lancer raised his gun, the white web of silk threads was stacked in thousands of layers, each layer could weaken the power of this sword, and the route that should have been crossed in an instant was turned into slow motion, and the strength was even less than one, Lancer raised his hand lightly to stop the attack, and sent a taunt in passing:

"I don't know the meaning of an attack that doesn't penetrate defenses. ”

Hellland Lancer didn't mind swinging his gun to break up the collapsed Saber and turned his gaze to Berserker, "It's your turn. ”

Jerona shook her head, her mental wear was a little great, and her head was a little dizzy: "You were sincere just now?"

"Not really. Wei Xiu weaved a spell: "Don't you think I'm more in line with my current temperament?"

Jerona: ...... Is role-playing personality disorder?

"Anyway, I'll send you to [Dead Man's Dream] as soon as possible to meet Jack. ”

"Huh?"

"Jack can also belong to the category of the dead, I am still in the old days, and it is still possible to send someone over. Wei Xiu regained his true nature: "But are you sure, this may become your circular fate." We don't know exactly what the situation is, and it's hard to say whether it's deliberate or just that. ”

"It doesn't matter. Rhona's face showed a maternal glow: "Maybe it was arranged, but I still think that meeting Jack is the greatest luck in my life." ”

"Then you just ......" Bobo

As he was talking, Lancer suddenly sensed a surge of magical power, coming from ......

"Saber, not dead, or is it a Death-Activated Treasure?" Lancer poked at the dark red mana with interest, not worrying about the terrifying power brewing there, "It feels like the power of the highest level in the city, right?"

Berserker hesitated for two seconds: "Can I open the treasure to block it?"

"Isn't it the same to die at the hands of some attack?"

"My sanity and spiritual signs tell me that it is best not to die under the bombardment of that throne. ”

"Well, which Phantasm are you going to use? My harbinger tells me that there is a Phantasm that is useless, but annoying. ”

"Then the Spirit Form, the City of the Gods, is good. ”

"Okay, by the way, let's wrap me in too. ”

“...... Yes. ”

The two women ignored the posthumous self-detonation of the Sword King in a few words, and then continued to talk about the dream of the dead or something: "By the way, you have transformed so resolutely? I have heard of the situation of distorting the Heavenly Kingdom at the beginning, and if it is the development of that route, it is estimated that it will be able to fight against the Fish of Time and the Pioneer of Judgment, the King of Spiders or something, right?"

Jerona's expression darkened: "I don't know if I'm right or wrong. But I felt that I couldn't fight that kind of thought, and if I wasn't strong enough, I might become a typical madman...... It's better now. ”

"Crazy or not crazy is another story, but weakness is obvious. ”

“...... What a frank and unpleasant statement. ”

The City of God Throne withstood the explosion of the Lone Throne, and although Jerona's spiritual power continued to consume, this level did not seem to be taken into account by her.

"I'm going to quit anyway, so I don't care about the consumption of magic power, mental power or anything. ”

I see......

"Are you ready, are you ready to die?"

“...... Give me a few more seconds, it's a bit stressful......"

Lancer：......

Wei Xiu took a deep breath and raised the spider spear to stab!

"I'll take care of you, die!"

Crazy rank Yerona did not resist, watching the black spear pierce her spirit core and shatter her spirit base: "I hope I can see you again...... Uh, never again...... Uh, goodbye...... That's it. ”

Wei Xiu shrugged his shoulders and informed the Imperial Master to use the spell to purify the power of the deep hell, only a relatively pure spiritual base can hold the Holy Grail, and it is impossible for a sub-servant, a forcible exception, a pseudo-servant or anything to become a winner.

Fortunately, there is an omnipotent spell......

"Alright, now it's time for the harvest......"

Lancer, oh, now it's Wei Xiu standing in the ruined underground cavern, watching a little bit of golden light emerge in front of him, converging and converging, and finally a ...... appeared

Shot glasses!

“？？？”

Wei Xiu's mind was full of question marks, what is this small wine glass in one hand?

"Drink the wine of mysteries, and you will get a chance to peek into the mysteries, and you will also gain an abundance of arcane energy. ”

"So, I fought to the death, and you gave me such a thing? I haven't made a wish yet!"

Wei Xiu was very angry! She didn't know what was going on behind the scenes, but it was definitely not comparable to a glass of world-class secret wine!

"My wish is ...... Forget it, it's better than nothing. ”

Wei Xiu's black pupils closed helplessly, how could he dare to criticize those old things when he was a new child? Although usually the old days didn't care about insulting themselves or anything, many of those guys were shameless!

She dared to guarantee that if she scolded herself, those guys would definitely come over to act, and say something like "talking about the gods" and other excuses that she didn't believe in to "straighten" herself......

"Alas......"

Everything turned into a long sigh, and after Wei Xiu finally left a message and a little legacy for the Imperial Master, he turned into a silver-red Lingzi Guangyu and was picked up by the Judgment Star......