Treasure of the King!

In response to the king's anger, hundreds of treasures were shot towards Duke, the speed was even more terrifying than before, and it was impossible to see anything except the golden threads in the sky.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ————

Like the carpet bombing in modern warfare, the warehouse area of the port was baptized devastatingly, and the sound of explosions sounded one after another, and every treasure fell to the ground, which was a deafening loud noise.

Pillars of fire soared into the sky, billowing black smoke into the night sky, obscuring the stars sprinkled on the horizon, and only a crescent moon could be seen.

Duke scurried through the dense pillars of fire, his speed increased to the limit with a short burst, and his upper body pressed low like a bird skimming the water, leaving a splash in its wake.

A treasure in the shape of a Fang Tian painting halberd fell with a bang, piercing through his chest and stabbing into the ground, and the attached magic power blew up the surroundings into a mess. The impaled Duke continued to run, and the figure gradually faded, and in the next second, seven or eight figures appeared at the same time, and then disappeared at the same time.

Phantom!

"What!?"

Rarely, a hint of horror flashed in Archer's eyes, and Duke, who had regained his youth, was far faster than he had imagined, and in just a few moments, he avoided the strafing of the king's treasure and rushed in front of him in one fell swoop.

"Arrogance!"

Archer let out a low snort, summoning a sword and slashing at Duke's figure. The longsword is extraordinary, and judging from the magic it emits, it definitely has an A+ rank.

Although the archers are best at melee combat, his martial arts are much worse than Duke's, and the long sword in his hand is picked off when he hears a crisp impact.

Swish!

The fiery red and ice blue swiped left and right, and Archer jumped backwards, but unfortunately it was too late, dodging the physical attack of the sword body, but failing to dodge the attached magic effect.

The cold that froze through the bone marrow and the high temperature that melted flesh and blood, two diametrically opposed forces raged in his body, one second it was so cold that his teeth trembled, and the next second it was so hot that it was about to evaporate.

"Damn, I actually let this king ......"

The scene in front of him was like a nightmare for Archer, and the full force of the blow under the anger could not help the enemy could no longer tolerate it, and he was actually injured by the enemy at close range, and the glory of the king was trampled to the brink.

Before he could show any angry expression, the heavy frost sorrow crossed the sparks, and the accompanying chill made his face even pale, and there seemed to be a faint breath of death.

"The King's Treasure!"

Duke's speed was too fast, and Archer couldn't detect the figure, so he couldn't make evasive defenses, so he simply continued to open his ultimate, sweeping the treasure in all directions. Fortunately, the king's treasure has its own recycling function, otherwise he would have become a poor egg in a short time.

Looking at the phantom shadows that continued to flicker around him, Archer gritted his teeth secretly, summoned a flying prop from the king's treasure, and leaped into the sky.

A glorious ship made of gold and emerald gemstones, it soars through the sky and is the exclusive throne of the ancient kings, Vimana!

The mercury-fueled Sun Crystal generates a powerful driving force that allows it to fly at high speeds in defiance of the laws of physics. In addition to its great mobility, it is equipped with a variety of Noble Phantasm systems that can inflict powerful blows on enemies in the sky.

Suspended in the air in the flying boat, Archer felt extremely humiliated, he had never been so embarrassed, he was beaten so much that he could only choose to escape. While extremely ashamed, Archer also recognized Duke in his heart, admitting that he was a rare and powerful opponent in the world.

Of course, he won't say that even if he dies!

Beneath the ship, Duke held a sword in each hand, the frost and flames weaving together, and the stirring wind made his black hair flutter.

"Remember, your name is Gandalf, right?" Archer questioned loudly, unexpectedly not using a mantra like 'chop'.

"It's Gandalf the Dual-wielding Berserker, does the ancient Hero King have any advice?"

"This king asks you, how did you die with such strength? Don't tell this king that you died of old age, this king doesn't believe it! ”

Archer asked for no reason, as it is well known that the Heroic Spirit is the existence of a hero whose great deeds have been left behind after death and have become the object of faith.

Becoming a Heroic Spirit will free you from the shackles of time and move to the Constellation of the Immortal, which is located on the outer side of the world. And the Servant summoned by the Holy Grail only copied the personality and power of the corresponding Heroic Spirit, which was a little worse than the real Heroic Spirit.

There are many factors that affect the strength of the Servant, such as the quality of the Master, whether it matches the rank, popularity, and the location of the summoning, etc.

In the case of Lancer Dilumudo, the most suitable class for him would be Saber, who was more famous for his swordsmanship than the two magic spears. Another example is popularity, if he is summoned in Dilumudo's hometown, with his illustrious reputation, all parameters are definitely no worse than Saber, the strongest rank.

Archer was puzzled, Duke claimed to be a mage, and his strength had been greatly reduced due to the fact that he had descended as a Berserker and had not matched his rank. Secondly, Duke is an overhead heroic spirit, and there are no legends about him in this world, and if he is not famous, he will naturally have no strength in life.

The combination of the two, the degree to which the dual-wielding frenzy has been weakened can be imagined!

Then the question arises, the weakened version is so strong, how much more hangs in the heyday? Why did you die?

Duke sighed abruptly when he heard this, and his acting skills were online again: "The old man was in Middle-earth, leading all the tribes to overthrow the rule of the demon lord Sauron, and I thought that peace would come. However, this is all the whims of the old man......"

Archer asked, "What happened?" ”

"There has always been only one thing that brings chaos to the world, and that is the high gods, the Demon Lord Sauron is just a tool for them to envelop their faith, they are the root of all evil!"

Archer's brow furrowed, and he agreed with this statement, gods or something, all are mongrels.

"The old man can't bear to be enslaved by the Middle-earth tribes, so he goes to the sacred mountain......"

"What did you do?" Archer's voice trembled, and he had a ridiculous answer in his mind.

"The old man slaughtered them all!" A cold light flashed in Duke's eyes: "Ragnarok, I, bathed in the blood of the gods, have been cursed by the dead gods, and will eventually perish with them!" ”

“……”

There was silence, not only Archer, but also the masters and servants who were watching from a distance were so shocked that they were unable to speak, and their brains were blank. In a trance, the old man with white hair and beard in his brain could not endure the suffering of all beings, and fought against the gods alone, and finally died with them.

"Old things, don't mention them!" Duke casually revealed it, saying that he was ignorant when he was young, and he slaughtered God on a whim.

"It's hard to imagine that I can meet you in the Battle of the Holy Grail, and this king is worth the trip." Archer's expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but referring to his legends, he could guess that he also wanted to kill the gods.

As he spoke, Archer prepared to lower the flying boat and take out the strongest Noble Phantasm to fight it out with Duke, but Duke waved his hand and motioned for him to wait for a moment.

"Although the old man is not good at air combat, he is also a little knowledgeable."

Lancer: Why does it sound so familiar?

Duke's eyes were half-narrowed, and a complex magic array opened under his feet, a sky-blue array with a diameter of 100 meters, filled with magic that made people's hearts palpitate. The vast waves of magic surged out, as magnificent as the ocean, almost materializing into a translucent sea of magic.

"This magic, no wonder he ......thinks of himself as a mage," Archer stood on the flying boat, stretched out his hand to sweep away the storm rushing from below, and the next second, the red pupils trembled violently.

Countless frosts surged from the magic array beneath Duke's feet, and huge blocks of ice like small mountains rose up in layers, mimicking him into a hideous and ferocious dragon head as he lifted him up. The dragon's head bone ice spikes protruded, and the indifferent hollow eyes reflected endless cold light.

Before it was over, four more dragon heads rose one after another, one as clear as a red crystal, surrounded by raging flames; A golden scale armor covered it, radiating a holy radiance; One is covered with black thorns, rising with a faint black mist; One is cyan all over and has purple runes tattooed on its surface.

"Whoa, oh, oh————————"

Five dragon heads poked out of the ground, roaring and roaring in the sky above Fuyuki City. The terrifying momentum suddenly condensed, and the cold night sky suddenly became extremely heavy, and there was a depressing atmosphere everywhere in the eyes.

"Let me introduce, the old man's most proud magic should be called magic here...... Five Dragons!! ”

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