"That way, maybe you can make the old man a little more serious!"

The flat tone was extremely arrogant, and Duke's words made the hearts of the three servants present angry, they were all world-famous heroes in their respective eras, and they had never been belittled in such a way.

Lancer stepped out, grabbed ahead of the other two, and pointed his gun at Duke: "Berserker, it's useless to talk too much!" Let me try your looks, and if you're just a big liar, don't blame my men for being ruthless! ”

As the words fell, Lancer spun the barrel of the spear with both hands, wielding it into two whirlwinds, and his body suddenly exuded an incomparably condensed momentum. The awe-inspiring momentum, mixed with the seemingly innocent blood-colored killing machine, and the ease of retraction and calmness, is a sign that only those who have experienced a hundred battles can sharpen out.

Under the pressure of momentum, the nightmare warhorse under Duke's seat was stimulated, raised its hooves and jumped high, and Duke shook the reins to calm its irritability.

"Hehe, but that's it!" Lancer scorned, and could tell that the Nightmare Warhorse was just a spectacle.

Unmoved, Duke lightly jumped off his horse and paced towards Lancer. Under the moonlight, the old man with white hair and long beard, dressed in a heavy armor surrounded by black gas, his eyes were blazing, although he was old, he was mentally strong, and he did not lose the demeanor of a strong man.

Duke is a little unnatural, in front of the magic spear is equivalent to a naked fruit body, think about it is a little shy!

"The old man's war horse was a unicorn symbolizing holiness before his death, gifted by the elf queen herself, who followed me to fight for decades, and was once a powerful monster. It's a pity that when the old man fought with the demon lord Sauron, in order to save the old man, he was corrupted by the dark curse and corrupted his flesh and soul, and he didn't have one out of ten skills, so he became so downcast. ”

Nightmare: "Sigh Rhythm ~~~"

What, what do you say?

Lancer's face was solemn: "In this way, this war horse is also a spirit beast that loyally protects the Lord. ”

"No, it's the comrade-in-arms behind the old man's entrustment." As Duke spoke, he strode in front of Lancer, a golden-red magic circle lit up in his palm.

The ground trembled slightly, and countless metallic substances were refined from the dirt and condensed into a golden war spear. The barrel of the gun is thick and long, as heavy as a thousand pounds, the blade is slender like a big sword, the head of the gun is arrow-shaped, and the blade is cold and light, which is conducive to slashing and stabbing at a glance.

Alchemy: Alchemy!

"Strange mage, looking at your posture, you are actually a good hand at using guns!" Lancer was overjoyed to see Hunter, but he didn't expect Duke to be good at the same weapons as him.

"I'm not good at it, but I know a little bit about it!"

Lancer's heart was furious, this was too much to see, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt his heart throb, and the black shadow flashed in front of him, and the golden spear was already whistling and stabbing at him.

So fast, this guy is really an old man?

Lancer's heart sank, and with a small step, he raised his left hand to block.

Hearing the crunch of gold and iron, Lancer felt a powerful force coming from the golden spear, and the power was terrifying, and he continued to retreat to stabilize his form.

C, this old man is a monster!

With just one hand-to-hand, Lancer knew that Duke was powerful enough to crush him, and there was no time to sigh because the flickering shadow of the spear was close again. In an instant, Lancer's breath faltered, and he turned sideways almost reflexively, dodging in an embarrassed stance.

The thunderous golden spear whistled past him, barely a fraction of a centimeter away from the major artery in his neck, and after Lancer dodged, there was a feeling of fear that his hairs stood on end.

The speed is not worse than mine, and the strength is far superior to mine, should this old man be so cruel?

After entering the battle, Gandalf played by Duke seemed to be a different person, his modest and polite elegance was no longer there, every time he wielded the spear, he was full of awe-inspiring murderous intent, and his eyes containing wisdom were even more scarlet at this moment.

Lancer's heart was alarmed, Duke's gaze made him feel like he was being stared at by a dragon, and under the powerful oppression, he actually pushed his limits, raised his spear and stabbed at the dragon phantom.

With a wail as if the air was shattered, the two spears erupted in a terrible wave of collision, and the shock wave quickly swooped down in all directions, destroying and trampling the streets with impunity......

Boom Boom Boom ————

When the storm hits, Saber and Rider wield their weapons to cut through the hurricane in front of them and retreat backwards with their respective masters. No one doubted that as the battle between the two escalated, the entire street would inevitably be destroyed.

The bright red tip of the spear, like a dancing elf, bloomed in mid-air under Lancer's control, and the flickering red light bloomed in mid-air, biting Duke's figure and not letting go. However, the Golden Spear always got the first step, and every time it stood in the way of the flaws that made Lancer extremely embarrassed, and before the power could be released, he was forced to retract, and he was about to vomit blood.

The super agility of both sides caused the actions to be impossible to judge with the naked eye after the battle broke out, and the violent gales continued one after another, and the whole process was like an illusion without a substance. Only a brief pause when the weapons of the two sides collided could make a slight glimpse of the shadows of the two, but it was only fleeting.

From Duke and Lancer to now, it has only been more than ten breaths, but in such a short time, the two have fought against each other countless times. The ghost's figure flickered and flickered, like two entangled phantoms, and the identities of the two could only be distinguished by the light of the weapon.

Lancer was overwhelmed by the pressure, the muscles of his whole body wailed and screamed, and what made him desperate was that the old man on the other side became more and more courageous, and his physical strength was like endless.

Is it hopeless, is it fearful?

Yes, Lancer's proud martial arts were suppressed, and he couldn't see the slightest possibility of defeating the enemy, so he was naturally extremely desperate, but his fighting spirit was even higher than before. What an honor it was to be able to fight against such a formidable enemy, and to be able to show his loyalty to the monarch even if he died, which was exactly what he was looking forward to!

"O my lord, command me to win no matter what, and I will sprinkle the battlefield with loyalty and glory!"

Lancer's eyes lit up as he swung his twin guns with all his might, the air in front of him being roughly sliced and shredded, creating a substantial wind blade turbulence that cut the ground around him into mottled dents.

On the ground, ravines were ploughed out, and the containers on both sides were cut into pieces like cream cakes.

"It's useless, under the old man's treasure 'Eye of Truth', there is nowhere to hide from your every attack."

In the face of Lancer's back-to-back counterattack, Duke shouted violently and returned with a more surging offensive, attacking against attacking, and crushing back with a stronger offensive.

Rumble!!

A shot stabbed out, pointed directly at Lancer's chest, the tip of the gun was as fast as thunder, and the power was as strong as a cannonball, and in an instant there was a sonic boom.

In times of crisis, Lancer's inherent skill 'Heart Eye' is launched in time, calmly grasping the situation between himself and his enemies in the face of absolute disadvantage, and finding a way to survive that only exists in theory. Even if there is only a 1% chance, you can be prepared to seize the opportunity and turn the tide of the battle.

It was impossible to turn the tide of battle, and Lancer used all his strength to narrowly escape the spear that grazed him, and his abdomen was slashed by the wind blade attached to the golden spear, and he was bleeding profusely.

"Okay, come again!" Duke exclaimed, worthy of Dilumudo, who had impeccable martial arts.

Lancer didn't reply, just parried and exhausted him, and at the moment he could only smile lightly.

On the side, Saber couldn't help but feel thrilled as she watched the fierce battle, both of them were powerhouses in a thousand miles, and she wanted to replace one of them.

Alice Phil's face was pale, and the ultra-high-speed movements of Duke and Lancer swinging their weapons, she couldn't see it clearly, but it was like a battlefield torn and trampled by a giant beast. She couldn't help but twist her fingers tightly together, deeply worried about Saber.

The martial arts Lancer have been suppressed, can Saber defeat the other party?

Weber's eyes were glazed, and he had fallen into the question of life, these servants were actually human beings when they were alive?

His servant Rider looked solemn, among the servants present, his martial arts were undoubtedly the worst, and the conquest of the king of the south and the north relied more on the commander and military strategy, single-handedly or something, everyone just went side by side.

Rider could see that Lancer was at the end of his crossbow, and it wouldn't be long before Duke could pick him up, and without Lancer blocking the gun in front, he could only defeat Duke by using the inherent barrier.

This is not good news, the battle of the Holy Grail has just begun, and there are still servants who have not shown up, and the hole cards of the decisive victory are not yet exposed!

"My Master, you have to hurry!"

Weber came back to his senses from his bewilderment, and looked at his escaped servant with a puzzled expression: "Hold on, what do you hold on?" ”

"Drink!"

Rider shook the reins, and the two sturdy and toned flying bulls snorted, and their thick hooves dragged the Shenwei wheels to charge.

The magic erupted with terrifying purple thunder, shattering the ground beneath the cow's hooves into cobweb-like cracks, and the chariot moved to the extreme speed with a roar.

"Wow, ah————hhh

Oh, I almost forgot that the thunder was accompanied by the wailing screams of the Weak Spirit, and the soaring tears.

Saber looked at the starting vehicle: "What does Rider want to do?" ”

The wind swooped in, invading the middle of Duke and Lancer's battlefield, and the two stopped their attacks and turned their heads to look.

"Hahaha, if you don't want to die, get out of the way before this king drives!!" Rider laughed loudly, and the thunder of the wheels came at great speed, and the earth trembled.

Lancer cursed a madman and jumped away from the middle of the battlefield, but Duke didn't move his feet, facing the rampaging chariot, he swiped the golden spear upside down with a bang.

The golden spear is a refined weapon, which is nothing compared to Lancer's two treasures, and it has long been overwhelmed, and at this moment, it has turned into golden powder with the wind.

"Berserker, before this king drives, don't hurry back!" Rider shook the reins, once again speeding up the momentum of the vehicle.

"Ridiculous......"

Duke smiled disdainfully, his feet on the concrete floor, directly down to his ankles. After steadying the horse, he raised his hands in front of him, and his eyes were full of pride.

"Just an ox cart, Ann dares to tell the old man to give way!!"