"I see, no wonder there is always a feeling of being watched along the way."

Estes didn't feel the tension of being surrounded at all, but looked at Shen He and the others, and suddenly said:

"Hey, you guys, I don't care who you are, where you come from, what is your purpose, do you want to be my subordinates?"

"Ugh." Shen He was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect Estes to make such a request, but this Shake S queen is very good to her own people.

It seems that it is also a good choice to approach as a subordinate first.

However, the Knights of the Round Table around him would not give him time to think about it.

In the last second, they just unleashed their magic to fight, and in the next second, all the Knights of the Round Table Heroic Spirits launched powerful slashes against their respective targets at the same moment.

For just this moment, Estes's face changed slightly.

She originally thought that these people hidden in the shadows were just some kind of miscellaneous soldiers made by the emperor, but the offensive of these people revealed a thousand skills and indomitable momentum, and it can be said that each of them is an opponent worthy of serious attention.

Mokbot Temo!

The azure light enveloped the entire world in an instant, and the air, the images, and even the temple that was crumbling by the momentum fell into absolute stillness.

Estes came up with his own trick at the first time.

A space-time freezing technique that can only be activated once a day.

"You're proud enough to be able to force me to this point."

Estes drew his rapier, his figure flickering through the frozen space, sweeping over each of the Knights of the Round Table, and then heading straight for Artoria beside the throne.

Hammer ——!

The sound of metal clashing.

King Arthur, who should have been frozen in time and space, blocked the blow with the sword in his hand.

How can it be!

Estes's pupils contracted suddenly, and when she and the other party's eyes met without a trace of emotion, a sense of crisis that had never been felt before suddenly surged into a trance.

Hunters are hunters because they are powerful.

So Estes has always been a hunter, and that has never changed.

Until now.

The azure light slowly faded, time resumed its flow again, and the fierce slash of the Knights of the Round Table did not fade even a bit, and the entire luxurious hall collapsed in this attack.

Qi Mu Nanxiong had already teleported away with Shen He and the others at that moment.

At this moment, in the ash layer stirred up by the ruins, Estes jumped and flew out on the icicles.

There was no longer a calm smile on his face, replaced by a gaze full of cold murderous intent.

Only the strong are qualified to survive.

This is the philosophy that Estes believes in.

So if you are not strong enough, then you should die in the fight.

"It seems that you didn't make me a subordinate."

Shen He took a few steps forward, and actually stepped directly into the encirclement of the Knights of the Round Table, he turned his back to Estes, raised his head and looked directly at Artoria in the ruins.

Looking at her standing, she should have protected the little emperor at the moment when the palace collapsed.

Estes's gaze swept slightly over the back in front of her, she didn't mind fighting alongside someone, but only if this person had enough strength.

If you don't have enough strength, you can only be a dead man.

The battle, start again.

There were a total of five Knights of the Round Table hidden in the black mist, four with swords and one with bows, all of them rushed towards Shen He at this moment, and the attack completely blocked all the directions of Shen He, and it seemed that they intended to kill his "weak" enemy first.

"Don't dodge?"

Estes frowned slightly, and waved the sword in his hand, and a large amount of ice with an azure light appeared out of thin air, making a sharp sound of breaking the air and stabbing at all the knights.

However, the ice passed through his body, and the knight's figure did not weaken in the slightest.

"They don't have a physical body."

Shen He's heart moved, and the figures of the two instantly appeared beside him.

Two ceremonies, as well as Joan of Arc.

Boom ——!

The air compressed to the extreme exploded in this violent collision, and the dust flew again.

All the Knights of the Round Table's nirvana attack hit the invisible barrier, Saiki Kusuo stretched out his hand in the air below, and immediately after, the two rituals and Joan of Arc, who were sure of the enemy, rushed out of the barrier.

One is a swordsman with the Eye of Death, and the other is a heroic spirit who can damage spirits.

Even Artoria, who had been expressionless, was slightly moved.

Her Knight of the Round Table was pinned down in a short period of time.

"What's going on?" Leona, who was protected by Saiki Kusuo in the sky, opened her eyes again, "Aren't they supposed to be outside the city?" ”

"It should be some kind of space-time emperor." The red pupil's gaze was on the soldiers who were not far away.

The fierce battle that took place in the palace has plunged the already not very peaceful imperial capital into chaos, and if you want to find and rescue Brad, now is the best time.

However, their emperor was in Shen He's hands, and their bodies were bound by Qi Mu Nanxiong's mental power, and there was no way to leave at all.

At this moment, the battle below changed again.

Because the Knights of the Round Table were pinned, Estes rushed directly at Artoria.

"Let's see who's the prey."

The red-streaked knight's sword and lady's rapier struck again.

Artoria seemed to hesitate for a moment.

But then, she held the attack of the long sword, and it was in vain.

"No one can take away what is guarded by this sword!"

Unlike Estes's light swordsmanship, Artoria's long sword has a heavy charm, and every blow is extremely resolute, even if new scars will be added to the body, and under the inhuman power, Estes is defeated and in danger.

For the first time, someone surpassed her in pure martial arts.

Estes became more and more obsessed with such battles, and the more powerful the prey, the more worthy of hunting.

However, Shen He had no intention of letting this battle continue.

He had already roughly seen the strength of the Artoria in front of him.

It seems that because of the Holy Grail, her strength is much stronger than Joan of Arc, who has regained the strength of the Heroic Spirit, but it is still not so strong as to exaggerate, if only to this extent-

"Come on." Shen He said softly.

One after another, figures appeared around him, including Tony, who was still a little confused.

"It's ...... Hit the enemy base camp directly? ”

Tony could see the palace in its original form through the ruins.

"Tony, take the two of them and find their captured companions." Shen He turned his head and ordered, "Violet, you and one side pass to stop those soldiers who are coming, Mai Trin go to help Joan of Arc and them, and Hughby follows me." ”

Since they have already done a big job in this imperial capital, they will simply make more trouble.

As the command was delivered, all the servants dispersed.

Shen He took Huby and rushed straight towards Artoria, who was fighting Estes.

"Pseudo-Codex: Spatial Bondage."

Hubby's hands unfolded the mysterious magic array, and the space around Artoria suddenly distorted, and illusory chains continued to spread on her body.

Because of this sudden change, Estes was able to slash Artoria into Artoria's arm with a single sword, tearing open the gown, and blood flowed freely.

She turned out to be physical.

Realizing this, Shen He hurriedly rushed over and blocked the decapitating blow of Estes with the Moon Marrow Spirit Liquid.

"She's my target, Estes."

"You want to snatch my prey?"

Estes had no intention of recovering his sword.

Only by harvesting the lives of the prey can the whole process of hunting be completed.

"I'm not asking for your consent......" Shen He's brows furrowed.

Just as he was about to say something, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from behind him, and darkness that seemed to engulf even light appeared on the sword in Artoria's hand, blocking the spatial chains of her movements, shattering with a bang.

This is...... Artoria's Noble Phantasm.

Sword of Oath Victory!

Shen He and Estes looked at each other, although they didn't speak, but they both saw what they meant each other.

Artoria no longer suppressed her magic, and she transformed all her magic into light through the blade of her sword, and the dark aurora seemed to pierce the night.

It's like the breath of the demon dragon Voltigen, which appeared to protect Britain.

Artoria, who held this mighty power, flashed a moment of hesitation and hesitation on her expression, but then all of them turned to determination.

“Excalibur！”

This familiar shout of my king's treasure phantasm, in Shen He at this moment, sounded not so wonderful and enthusiastic.

He poured a large amount of mana into the Moon Marrow Spiritual Fluid, wrapping Estes and Huby at the same time.

"Apocryphal Skeleton Defense!"

"Absolute Zero: Ice Wall!"

Hebby and Estes each used their strongest defenses.

It can also only be defended.

Because the length of this sword has exceeded the range that can be evacuated.

Shen He is ready to return to the Marvel world at any time.

Boom ——!

It was like the most terrifying collision sound in the world, followed by the earth that rose and fell like waves.

The expected shock did not materialize.

Shen He and Estes, who were located in the sealed defense, were slightly silent for a while.

Subsequently, the defense was simultaneously canceled.

What appeared to them was a hellish sight.

A huge crack appeared on the land of the imperial capital with no end in sight, and a large number of houses on both sides of the crack were reduced to ruins, and the power of this blow swept through more than a quarter of the huge imperial capital.

It is no longer necessary to look at it, and none of the people in this area, whether nobles or commoners, have survived.

Only, what's the point of that?

Just as Shen He looked at Artoria with such puzzlement, it seemed that Fang Cai's blow had exhausted all her strength.

At this moment, the knight king leaned his body against the long sword standing on the ground in his hand.

Just when Estes couldn't hold back and was about to go up and cut off the head of his prey, a mutation protruded.

It was a sudden feeling of nausea.

Under the silver moonlight, a large amount of viscous matter that could not be distinguished whether it was dark red or blood red poured out from the completely destroyed Imperial Capital area, writhing like life, surging in this direction.

"Master!"

Joan of Arc rushed to Shen He's side, her face was very ugly.

"These are the life energy mixed with the breath of the resentful spirit, as well as the magic power, and there is a huge magic array hidden in the imperial capital."

"Wraiths." Estes roughly understood this, "That's why they slaughtered nobles in the imperial capital?" ”

"Let's take down this non-dull hairy king first."

After making sure that Tony and the rest of the servants were safe, Shen He bit down and prepared to concentrate his forces on capturing Artoria.

The blackened Knight King.

Although it has not changed in the most fundamental places, compared to the usual Artoria who cleans herself for the sake of her ideals, the blackened Artoria believes that even tyranny is a feasible means to achieve her goals.

"This is my prey."

Estes seemed to be a little dissatisfied, flicked his rapier and rushed forward first.

Bang ——!

The thin sword made of steel, tempered by thousands of hammers, shattered in an instant, and Estes, with an incredible expression, spat blood and fell back, being held by Joan of Arc.

Just a sword.

Artoria, who was still weak and powerless just now, exudes a strong aura as vast as the stars at this moment.

The pitch-black magic on her body even obscured the silver-white moonlight in the entire sky, and just a slight movement made the earth tremble, the wind and clouds changed color, and with her sight, the terrifying pressure instantly swept everyone.

It's as if it's been bound by a god.

"Master." Hughby stood in front of Shen He, "After calculation, our victory rate is less than twenty-four. ”

"Well, I can see that."

Shen He twisted his neck and focused his gaze on Artoria's chest.

The black mud that poured out of the city was all poured into that area.

There is no doubt that what is placed there is the Holy Grail.

Sacrifice one-sixth of the life of the imperial capital and make a wish in exchange for great power.

"Master, she's badly injured."

Joan of Arc on the other side also turned her head a little anxiously.

Even though she was being treated with magic, Estes was still spitting blood, and looking at her appearance, even her consciousness was close to collapsing.

"Let's go, let's get out first."

Shen He finally glanced at Artoria standing in front of him and gave a decisive order.

The situation in front of us was somewhat unexpected.

Just sacrificing one-sixth of the life of the imperial capital can have such a powerful power, so what about sacrificing all?

Anyway, I don't plan to solve this event dungeon on the first day, but I will lose a lot of summoning stones.

After the order was given, all the servants galloped outward.

If it weren't for Estes, Tony's side and the red pupils, Shen He would even want to return to the Marvel world directly.

Fortunately, Artoria doesn't seem to have any intention of pursuing.

Her eyes were just staring at Shen He and the others, staring at the area in front of her that had been destroyed by her.

The Knights of the Round Table, on the other hand, stood quietly behind her.

Until the evacuation, Shen He and the others could not be seen.

The majestic momentum on Artoria's body quickly faded like foam.

If Shen He and the others were still here, they would find that it was just a false prestige like a paper tiger.

She wiped it slightly from her chest, and a cup that seemed to be wrapped in black mud appeared in her hand.

So many people's lives, but only with such a little magic......

For a long time, a sigh.

The black mud in the cup, in vain, surged into the body of one of the Knights of the Round Table.

The black fog gradually dissipated.

With red hair, a snow-white cape, and a gaze that always seems to reveal sadness and beauty, the knight stepped out of the black mist.

"Tristan, come and serve my king."

The red-haired knight knelt on one knee behind Artoria.