The oncoming violent wind pressure caused the muscles on the possessed curse wrist Hassan's face to twitch continuously, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Gotta get out of the way!"

The thought in his heart flashed, and the cursed wrist Hassan clenched his gums, and now he was completely within the range of Lancelot's attack, and it was impossible to completely avoid it with his speed, and in desperation, the cursed wrist Hassan could only choose to forcibly take Lancelot's blow.

The muscles on his face twitched obviously, and the magic power around him surged wildly towards his right arm, while his body twisted into an incredible shape, waving his right arm with the sound of breaking wind, and slammed into Lancelot's attack.

"Bang!"

The light of the indestructible lake flew through the air like a silver ribbon, and finally slammed into Hassan's right arm, and then the great force took his right arm and slammed it into his chest. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the sharp pain caused a flash of resentment in the eyes of the curse man.

Under Lancelot's furious blow, Hassan's body rubbed wildly on the ground like a baseball that had been knocked away, and finally slammed into a huge concrete wall, spurting out a mouthful of purple-red blood again.

"It's worthy of the right arm of the demon god, my full force blow can only scratch you slightly, I really don't know how powerful Miss Qianxue's blow is, it can easily cut your right palm into pieces."

Looking down at the trace of blood on the blade, Lancelot held the hilt of the sword and sighed slightly, and then waved it lightly, and there was no trace of blood on the blade.

"Disrespectful! You dare to humiliate this god again and again, and you will die here today, no matter what! ”

Standing up slowly, Hassan stared at Lancelot viciously, his palm slowly opened, and the frenzied magic once again surrounded his sharp nails, and in the cold and bone-chilling voice, the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Don't hate me, if you want to hate, hate my strength!"

Faced with the threat of Hassan, Lancelot spoke blandly, seemingly completely unaware of his threat. Then Lancelot put the light of the indestructible lake in front of him with both hands, and said coldly:

"Then then, I will wield this sword for the Lord and send you back to Valhalla."

Staring gloomily at Lancelot, who was smiling calmly, Hassan's claws slowly gathered, and the magic power between heaven and earth, under the urging of his terrifying killing intent, began to gallop rapidly, and his right arm began to shine with a dim red light again, and the crystals attached to its surface also became thicker and thicker after absorbing those magic powers.

Looking at the layer of crystals on the surface of Hassan's body becoming thicker and thicker, Lancelot also took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly more solemn than just now.

Although Lancelot said it very lightly, the other party was a slave possessed by the demon god after all, and the crystal body of the curse wrist Hassan was indeed thick, which could not only enhance his defense without affecting his speed, but also absorb magic from the outside world to replenish the consumption in his body, but he could only release the treasure through the supply of Firena's magic power.

"I don't know if Master's current magic power can support me in releasing the treasure."

Glancing at Firena with a little worry, Lancelot was a little hesitant, after all, his master had just released a treasure after supporting Qianxue, and coupled with the continuous consumption, he was afraid that if he used the treasure again, he would squeeze her body dry.

"Die!"

Just as Lancelot hesitated, Hassan the Curse Wrist seized the opportunity decisively, his sharp claws tearing through the air barrier with a sharp sound that slammed straight into his abdomen. And the indestructible lake light also hurried horizontally, trying to block the menacing attack of the cursed Hassan Hassan.

However, just as the claws were about to touch the blade, a magical cyclone suddenly erupted from the claws, and then Hassan's right arm shook, and after a crisp sound, the indestructible lake light in Lancelot's hand was actually knocked aside by the magic cyclone.

The light of the indestructible lake flew into the sky, and Lancelot, who had lost his weapon, changed his face slightly, and was about to rush to snatch it, but Hassan the curse wrist was willing to give up when he saw this, and hurriedly waved his right arm, beckoning to attack Lancelot's vital point, and shouted in his mouth:

"If you have lost your weapon, what qualifications do you have to fight against me, and you will die obediently!"

"It's a pity that the knight doesn't die with his bare hands!"

After a slight panic, Lancelot regained his composure. After dodging Hassan's attack on his head, Lancelot took a blast and his figure instantly appeared behind him.

Then he forcefully pulled out a bare steel bar from the ruins, and after a blue light, the steel bar was suddenly filled with shocking ferocious power. Then with a forceful swing, it made a sound that tore through the air, and slammed it into the back of Hassan.

"Bang!!"

The dull sound of steel bars touching flesh sounded quietly again, although it was low, but it contained a sense of real strength.

The ferocious strength from behind directly made Hassan's face twitch, and then his body suddenly rushed forward, fortunately, relying on his high-level agility, he supported the ground with his hands at the last moment, and made a volley tumble in mid-air, only then did he stagger and stabilize his body, falling a few meters away.

"What's the matter with Lancelot, the Lake of Indestructibility has been shot down, and what about his treasure?"

Firena, who was about to walk towards the place where Matthew had fallen, looked at the thrilling scene on the battlefield and couldn't help but worry. After all, in her opinion, Lancelot should be able to win the possessed demon god safely.

"Master, he's worried that your magic power isn't enough, Lord Knight, who thinks about people everywhere, hey, it's really hateful."

Looking at Lancelot, who had regained the light of the indestructible lake in the distance, Qianxue, who had been indirectly praised by him just now, couldn't help but sigh, staring at him with a somewhat complicated look, and said with a little resentment.

"Is that so?"

Hearing Qianxue's answer, Firena asked in some surprise, after all, although the magic power in her body had indeed been consumed a lot in the series of battles just now, because she had the skill of soul power transformation, she would not be uncomfortable because of the lack of magic power at this time. However, with the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, Firena sent a message to Lancelot:

"Lancelot, don't worry too much, use the Noble Phantasm!"

"I see, master."

After getting Firena's reply, Lancelot did not hide his strength, raised his eyes to look at the curse wrist Hassan who was on guard, his face also began to become solemn, and he slowly let out a breath, the magic power in his body suddenly surged, and the cold light on the light of the indestructible lake suddenly rose, because of the cold temperature, causing the space around him to look like a lake in the morning, hazy and cold.

"Reach the end and push the limits. Behold this light, O king of the other side! [Aroundight Overload]! ”