Staring at Firena with a cruel smile, Darius III's body was gushed out with dark green magic, and a pair of huge axes even faintly emitted a faint green light.

"I didn't expect Darius III to rush down alone. Wouldn't it be better to sit quietly on the back of the Elephant of the Dead and wait for us to come, but to rush down like this, is it really that Lancelot on my side is eating rice? ”

Although Darius III's speed was very fast, his huge body was still captured by Firena, who had some three-legged cat kung fu.

Firena, who was still worried that Darius III would not say a word and directly release the terrifying blow of the Battle of the Dead, shook her head after seeing his stupid move of not retreating but advancing. Although Darius III can be regarded as the top group of first-class powerhouses, and he is surrounded by his undead guards, she is still not afraid of him for her with four servants.

(Who gave Darius III the courage to dare to face Lancelot alone, the Holy Grail!) ）

Looking at Darius III's unscrupulous actions, Firena could only attribute his actions to being tainted by the Holy Grail.

"He is worthy of being the king of a country, and he has such courage!"

Waving the indestructible lake light in his hand, looking at the swift figure of Darius III, Lancelot couldn't help but praise his bravery, as a king, not everyone can rush to one, which is completely unfavorable to his own battle.

Although he praised his bravery, Lancelot did not have any reservations because of this, after all, it was an insult to a heroic spirit who came as a king, and he took a slow breath, Lancelot's face gradually appeared a trace of solemnity, judging from the majesty that Darius III carried when he moved, the strength of the king in front of him should not be underestimated.

The long sword shook, and the crisp sound of the sword resounded, and the ancient elven text, supported by Lancelot's suddenly surging magic power, emitted a faint light, and the majestic magic power rushed out of the body like a river, making the elven text originally engraved on the sword body seem to be floating on the sword body.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and when it was less than a dozen meters, Lancelot's toes slammed to the ground, and his body turned into a light and shadow, and he also rushed straight towards Darius III.

The distance of more than ten meters was only a matter of seconds for strong men like Lancelot, and before Firena could come back to her senses, he and Darius III came into contact with each other like lightning.

“Ansuz！”

As he was about to rush in front of Darius III, Cuchulainn, standing in the distance, while killing the corpse soldiers, unleashed his best Lune magic at him, several huge fireballs, with a blazing temperature, mercilessly smashed towards his head from the most tricky angles.

Sensing the blazing heat above his head, Darius III sneered, and with a wave of his left hand, the battle axe that exuded a faint green color instantly slammed together.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

With a series of muffled sounds, a huge fireball exploded like this, and was violently blasted by Darius III's giant axe. After detonating the fireball fired by Cúchulainn, Darius III swung his right hand again, and with a swift momentum, lightning through the scattered flames, slammed into Lancelot's head.

"Boom!"

The ground is hard and cracked like a spider's web due to the collision of the two. The low sound of metal colliding, with scattered magical power, spread out from the contact between the two weapons, and the terrifying sound waves made the surrounding space vibrate, and some of the corpse soldiers who were close to each other turned into white bones after being swept away by the sound waves.

"Hmm......"

The short but violent confrontation caused both of them to let out a muffled snort. Immediately, the two of them retreated suddenly, both looking at each other vigilantly.

His face sank like water, Lancelot's eyes stared coldly, the fierce face of Darius III in front of him, in the short confrontation just now, Lancelot understood that the ancient Persian emperor in front of him, the power contained in his body was worthy of his tall figure, even if all his abilities rose after pulling out the indestructible lake light, he was still inseparable from him.

"It's really an extraordinary martial art, you must have been a famous knight during your lifetime."

Facing the knight who could directly block his own swift blow, Darius III did not skimp on his words of praise, perhaps because of interest, but saw that his eyes were filled with fanaticism, and the ghost light on the giant axe became more and more obvious with the injection of magic power, and then his eyes were fixed on Lancelot, and he said fiercely:

"But if that's all you have, then die under my axe."

As the words fell, a rich and visible magic power surged, and the cracked mouth was like a grinning tiger with bared teeth, vicious and abnormal. Then the soles of his feet fell to the ground with a bang, and cracks, like spider webs, spread rapidly from the place where he landed, and with a whoosh, Darius III shot towards Lancelot like a black shadow. Along the way, deep ravines spread all the way.

"Roar~!"

With a suppressed roar, Darius III, like a beast, once again raised his battle axe, which was full of dark green magic, mixed with sharp energy, and slashed at Lancelot fiercely.

The strong wind of oppression blew Lancelot's hair and clenched the light of the indestructible lake, and under this powerful oppressive force, the elven text on the sword body turned more and more rapidly, and the cold magic power quickly condensed.

However, just as Lancelot was about to swing his sword back, his brow seemed to frown slightly, and he immediately paused, and at the same moment, a light and delicate cheer came from behind Darius III.

"Die!"

As the cheers fell, Qianxue's beautiful and petite figure suddenly appeared behind Darius III, with a strange shape, even Lancelot couldn't find out how she did it.

The golden dragon sword, dancing with the intense light of thunder and lightning, mixed with the howling wind, slashed towards Darius III's waist.

"Hmph, you want to hurt me like this?"

In the face of the sudden attack, Darius III did not panic, although the move was successful, he still relied on his brute force to forcibly twist his body, and he was able to resist this sudden attack of Qianxue.

"Bump!"

With a bang, Darius III was shocked back a few steps by the sudden attack, and the fierce energy carried by the thunder and lightning still caused several scars to appear on his upper body.

"Hmm......"

Although Darius III was very embarrassed, Qianxue, as a sneak attacker, seemed to be even more unbearable.

With the panel low, she was unable to parry in the face of Darius III's huge counterattack, and the fierce energy carried by the giant force directly made Qianxue explode back a few steps, and each step of the landing would leave a deep footprint.