Berserker's style of painting is off track, but the Holy Grail War can't stop there, and dwelling on it won't help.

Seeing the arms beside Lancelot, Rider shook his head secretly, the other party had a long-range firepower advantage, and could not give him room to play, so he manipulated the Shenwei wheel to take the lead in the charge.

The pitch-black magic condensed in his hand, and Lancelot barely had a pause to aim, and instantly pulled the trigger on the Kamui wheel. The rocket with the swaying red tail ejects the chamber, followed by three more missiles, and the magic is not exhausted, and the RPG is equivalent to having unlimited ammo.

Descending as a Rider, the King of Conquest is the most adept of the seven Servants, piloting the Divine Wheel to deftly dodge the speeding missiles.

Rider is confident in his own prowess, and he is not afraid of any opponent except for the glittering Archer and the foul Duke. Being on the battlefield and taking Webb with you is the best proof that self-confidence can protect Webb's safety.

Sou! Sou! Whoosh———

The four missiles deflected direction, climbed vertically in the air, completed a 180-degree roll, and tracked towards the Kamui wheel again.

Webb on the chariot exclaimed: "Rider, think of a way, you can't avoid it by dodging alone." ”

Rider frowned, since he came to the world, he likes to watch military-themed TV shows the most, knowing the power of these shells, once hit, it is not a joke.

The Divine Wheels sped forward, and Rider tried to get close to Lancelot, only to see six missiles in a row. Ten missiles hit in front and back, and Rider, who fell into danger, was in high spirits, shouted and pulled the reins and fled to the sky.

Ten missiles converged, and the finished glyphs were lined up, catching up with the Shenwei wheels in the sky.

"Webb, hold on, don't fall!" Rider glanced back, a smile of anticipation, no sense of urgency to be pursued, and manipulated the Kamui wheel to fly higher and higher.

"Wow, ah————hhh

Webb's eyes burst into tears, and he smelled the smoke of death as the magically controlled missiles struck him rapidly.

Suddenly, the sky pressed down on a large black cloud, in which purple thunder was born, occasionally leaking a glimmer of light, which was a deafening thunder.

"Hahaha, that's so much fun!"

Rider let out a heroic laugh, and the thunderclouds in the sky automatically opened a gap, and as Kamui wheels drove in, the pursuing missiles also plunged into it.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ————

Ten explosions rang out in succession, connecting into a sinuous line, and the sky suddenly exploded into a roaring fire like a dragon.

The black thundercloud was blown away by the red firelight, Rider landed unscathed with Webber, Webber looked happy for the rest of his life, but Rider pulled out his sword and pointed at Lancelot: "Berserker, this kind of firepower can't defeat this king, show your true skills, or ...... That's all you're capable of? ”

Lancelot didn't speak, the four missiles that suddenly shot out were the best response, and in the face of the attack of splitting his head and covering his face, Rider's excited face frowned, and he turned slightly to protect Webb.

"Rider, the rockets are coming, get out of the way!" Webb was shocked and shook Rider's red cape.

"Ah, more than that, the real trouble guy has arrived." Rider pulled the reins, and the Kamui wheel took a few steps back before stopping.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The golden afterimage flashed, and four sharp blades flew in the distance, and the arrows pierced through the missile, causing it to collectively expose itself in the air.

The light of the explosion illuminated the valley path, and a strong wind swept through, and Lancelot and Rider were both cautiously on guard, looking at the golden armored figure that appeared not far away.

Archer！

This time, the King of Street Lamps stood on the top of a large tree, unwilling to let others be higher than his position.

The breeze came slowly, the three servants each occupied a corner, the atmosphere in the field gradually became solemn, Webb was intimidated by the momentum of the three people, and hurriedly covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound.

"Yo, King of Babylon in gold, if it's a feast, you're late." Rider was upset that Archer interrupted the battle without permission.

"Shut up, crumb! Those who claim to be kings without permission are not qualified to talk to this king. Archer dismissed: "If this is a banquet, it will only begin when the king arrives." ”

Because of Duke's incursion, there was no king banquet in the original book, and the three kings naturally did not have the opportunity to talk about the way of the king, so Archer looked down on Rider and thought that he was just a vulgar martial artist, and it was even more impossible to talk about appreciation.

Rider shook his head helplessly: "That's the case again, this guy can't communicate at all!" ”

Archer ignored Rider's complaints, and glared at Lancelot fiercely: "Looks like you're the real Berserker, where is your master, that bad old man, let him come out and die." ”

"The Master is preparing for the ceremony of the coming of the Holy Grail, and there is no time to greet you, besides, the evil guests are coming, and the courtiers can send them away." When it comes to maintaining the monarch, Lancelot is still quite sloppy.

"Holy Grail!?"

Archer was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned angry: "Damn thief, he actually tried to get his hands on the treasure of this king, and the king has one more reason to kill him." ”

"And you bastard, don't get in the way, this king wants to retrieve my Holy Grail!"

Lancelot was a little unable to keep up with Archer's brain circuits, when did the Holy Grail become his personal possession?

Probably seeing Lancelot's puzzlement, Archer clasped his hands on his shoulders and looked arrogant: "This king is the oldest hero king, and all the treasures in the world belong to this net, and the Holy Grail is naturally no exception. ”

When it was over, Archer added: "You bastard shameless master, stealing the king's treasure, you really deserve death!" ”

"Ridiculous statement, that's just your wishful thinking, but ......" Lancelot's face remained unchanged: "Even if you insult my master, I won't care too much, because the wail of the defeated dog is the best trophy for the victor!" ”

On the surface, but in fact, Lancelot still agrees, Archer is right, his own master is indeed an out-and-out bastard, the kind that makes people gnash their teeth.

"Despicable man, you deserve death for all your sins, just like your lord." Archer's eyes were red, and he looked at Lancelot with murderous awe, and the latter's 'wail of a defeated dog' pierced his pride.

"Barking wild dog, please this king with your split!"

As he spoke, the golden curtain opened, and four unparalleled sharp Noble Phantasm weapons emerged from the void and slashed through the air, pointing directly at Lancelot.

Treasure of the King!

Archer's proud Phantasm, the status symbol of the Hero King, he came as a knight of the bow because this Phantasm fits the rank.

Four missiles were fired, and Lancelot fought back, the number of weapons thrown on both sides was the same, and the treasures dropped casually were all above level B, how could the D-level enchanted bazooka be blocked, even the most basic solidity was far less.

The four missiles were cut off at the moment of contact, and the Noble Phantasm weapon was still unstoppable, and it shot in front of Lancelot with powerful momentum.

Projecting the Noble Phantasm is very much in line with the fighting style of Archer's rank, but it is usually thrown after the liberation of the real name, and throwing it away like Gilgamesh is a shameful waste that cannot exert the destructive power it deserves, and children should not learn it.

The local tyrant said that the money is capricious and does not care!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

B-level or higher Noble Phantasms, even when thrown by stones, have a powerful destructive power, and where Lancelot is located, there are continuous explosions. The stone steps were blown to pieces, and the dust of the rubble filled the air, obscuring the cold moonlight.

Archer didn't have the slightest joy when he hit him, the murderous intent in his eyes became even thicker, the projected treasure was dodged, and a long sword fell into Lancelot's hands.

Sure enough, Lancelot walked out of the smoke and dust in black armor, unscathed, and had a long sword covered with blood-colored lines in his hand.

Lancelot's Treasure - The Hand of the NTR!

Rider, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, looked at Lancelot in surprise, and it was not a simple martial arts to capture the enemy's Noble Phantasm in an instant, and then shoot down the other Noble Phantasm.

"Strange ability, take other people's treasures for your own use......"

The treasure is the embodiment of the life of the legend of the Heroic Spirit, and to put it bluntly, it is the only one, and it automatically resists the use of others. Even though Archer doesn't know most of the King's Treasure, he has the right to manage it, and there's nothing wrong with saying it's his Treasure.

But Lancelot let the Noble Phantasm betray Archer, holding it in his hand and waving it like an arm, as if he was using his own Noble Phantasm!

"Bastard, you actually touched the treasure of this king with your dirty hands, do you want to die like this?" Archer was furious.

Lancelot: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, I just had an itchy hand and couldn't help but take it." ”

"Damn, this king swears to kill you......" Archer trembled with anger, this was Chi Guoguo's contempt.

(End of chapter)