Chapter 230: Lancer's Stick
"Your mother will definitely kill you when she sees it, there are so many messy tattoos. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Qi fell to the ground and laughed teasingly.
"Piercing Deaththorn Spear" Under the absolute command of the Spell, Lancer once again threw a red snatch in his hand, and the target was still strange. "Eighth person, can you catch it this time?"
"You can try it" The left eye of the one-foot-tall Qi bloomed with a silver light, and the right eye swallowed up like a black hole. "Gray sky."
The blood-colored pillar of light collided with an even larger gray orb, and the blood-colored magic began to dissolve the moment it came into contact, and when the tip of the spear touched the gray aperture, it emitted a loud hissing sound.
It was its mournful roar, and with every inch it advanced, it disappeared an inch, and when the energy was exhausted, Qi stopped, and the blood-colored spear had no head, only a red stick fell to the ground.
Lancer's muscles tensed, and then he smiled freely, "You didn't disappoint me by destroying the 'Piercing Deaththorn Spear' that I became famous for, Eighth Man." ”
"It's a pity, I still want to collect this trick of yours, it's quite powerful." Qi strides forward, calmly and unhurriedly.
"Although there is no fun fighting, but meeting you, this time is not in vain, if I can, I want to fight with your body next time."
"Who the hell are you?" Yan Feng Qili was silent for a long time before asking.
"I used to be a vagrant, but now I have a small shop, by the way, there is something for me to help her ask, did you kill his father?" Qi bypassed Lancer and stood in front of Yan Feng Qili, and his one-foot-tall body changed back to his original sunny youthful appearance.
"Hahahaha, your split with Tsui is fake, right? Otherwise, why didn't she come and ask herself. Yan Feng Qili showed a smug and regretful face, "I originally wanted to tell her in person, and then appreciate her angry and unwilling expression, it seems that there is no chance." ”
The pseudo-priest knew that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe, but he seemed to have a very indifferent view of life and death, and he did not have any fear of death. "Her father, my teacher, was killed by my own hands, with the short sword he had given me with his own hands. Kill him from behind his defenselessness. ”
Looking at the pseudo-priest's sickly smile, Qi's brows furrowed, "Why?" He must be your teacher no matter what he says. ”
"Reason, hahaha, who called him my teacher, every time he turned his back to me, he was so defenseless, didn't he tell me to hurry up and stab the knife?" The pseudo-priest looked pleasant, but in the eyes of others, his expression was like that of a madman.
"I really don't want to see your face again, forget it, you better leave it to Kui to deal with." Qi stretched out his hand and knocked Yan Feng Qili, who had no resistance, unconscious. "Lancer, can your gun be restored?"
"What can't be recovered, although the Heroic Spirit and the Treasure are not considered entities, but they are the embodiment of the soul, if it is broken, it is broken, and if it is gone, it is gone." Lancer shook his head. "Aren't you going to kill me?"
"Do heroes want to die honorably? Don't worry, the Holy Grail War has just begun. Isn't it true that if you don't have a gun, you won't be in battle? Don't want to continue battling other Immortals? Qi smiled faintly.
"Then I'll live in this world for a few more days." Lancer smiled faintly. "The Holy Grail War is not just beginning, but it is already coming to an end. The True Assassin and his master have lost contact, and if they don't die, they won't be able to participate in this Holy Grail War. The only remaining masters are you and the two girls. ”
"Really? It's only been a few days and it's coming to an end, so it's okay to go back early, and I hope the black cat doesn't get angry. Qi Ti spread his wings with Yan Feng Qili.
"I really don't know what you're thinking? If you don't kill the other servants, the Holy Grail won't appear. Caster said with a frown.
"Do you have any wishes?" Strange said.
“... Don't you have one? Caster asked rhetorically.
"Wish or something, it can't come true, I just want to collect the Holy Grail in my collection." Qi smiled and flapped his wings. "Keep up, there was a violent energy fluctuation in that castle just now, if I guessed correctly, I took Saber and Archer to fight Berserker in a decisive battle, and I can't miss the show."
"Is it going to be decided tonight?" The Assassin is gone.
"Then have the last fun!" Lancer retracts the red... The stick, shrugging and the same spiritualization vanished.
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"Even if Saber and Archer join forces, they are no match for Berserker. Archer couldn't even break through the Berserker's defenses. Standing in the courtyard, Illya smiled confidently at the opposite side.
"Don't underestimate Archer, he's not weak." He confidently watched the battle between Saber and Berserker in the field. Having seen Archer's Infinity Sword, and learning of Saber's true name and the power of the Noble Phantasm, she had no reason not to be confident.
"Berserker, kill her."
Roar ————
"Saber, use your treasure, our enemy is not a berserker."
"That's me. "Tsk" Qi led a group of people to stand on the wall of the castle courtyard. "Tsk, there's a sense of déjà vu of an elf."
"Odd"
"Big Brother"
See Odd and the Caster, Assassin, Lancer around him. "You really know how to recruit companions, have you even surrendered the lancer?" ”
"Little girl, don't say it so ugly, your skills are not as good as others, and there is no way to lose, but you will only live for half a day." Lancer slung the red stick on his shoulders and smiled faintly.
"Big brother is Illya's worst enemy, Ry, please disappear here." Illya retracted her gaze and smiled confidently.
"Sword of Victory and Oath," Saber shouted, and when he got close to Berserker, he stabbed out the holy sword in his hand, and a huge light instantly enveloped Berserker's upper body.
The light dissipated, and the Berserker was left standing just below the waist.
Saber drew his sword and stepped back.
"Berserker, the legendary hero Hercules." Illya said confidently