The super-large-scale five battles, which have multiplied the intensity of the battle, have attracted the attention of a large number of special people in the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fog of the early night obscured all the demons, so the audience knew that the first war broke out on an airplane, or civil aviation.

"Lancer? The martial arts are really exquisite. ”

Mordred held the 'Shining King's Sword' in her hand, her wild and beautiful cheeks were full of eager excitement, and she was dressed like a tomboy, her white short vest was soaked with blood, and her shoulder was pierced with a bloody hole by a sharp weapon, and she looked extremely bleak.

"Put down your sword, Saber, this is not the place for you and me to fight."

Brünnhilde said the words of stopping, and the battle intent on her weak and gentle face was not hidden, and there was also a shallow wound on her waist.

It's really incredible, in such a narrow place as the cabin, Saber, who should have restrained Lancer, fell into disadvantage instead, and the only possibility is that Brunhilde's martial arts are far superior to Mordred's, so that it can cause reverse suppression.

The extra passengers in the cabin have been stunned by the magic used by the two masters and collapsed on the seats, otherwise this high-sounding fierce battle will probably be uploaded to the Internet for people to download.

"I won't laugh at you when I escape, after all, you're facing me, Mordred." Mordred did not have the slightest consciousness of being a weak chicken, and was still provocative, wanting to fight again.

Brünnhilde's master, Nigel Seward, sneered, and didn't look at Mordred, who was a dead duck, and spoke directly to the master: "Mr. Lion, I think you should know the rules between magicians, as the entrusted master of the Magic Association, should you restrain your servants, the plane has not landed in Fuyuki City yet." ”

"Haha, Seward, do you know, what annoys me the most is your hypocrisy that you are so angry in your heart, but you can pretend to be personable. It is ridiculous to think of yourself as a nobleman when you have a long family history. "The Lion Raider is not as polite as Seward, he is no different from a thug, and if he hadn't seen the magic rifle in his hand that he didn't know how to bring on the plane, no one would have thought him a magician.

Seward still had a very tough smile on his face: "Mr. Lion, everyone has their own way of survival, you can be chic and free and uninhibited, I can also follow the elegance and tradition of magicians, please don't maliciously insult the family below." ”

The lion robbed the world and spat on it, feeling bored: "Snort, it's boring, I haven't reacted to the ancestors yet, it's too hypocritical." ”

"You can understand it as self-cultivation." Seward stood up and bowed to the Lion Raider, "Thank you to the ordinary people of this plane, Mr. Lion Raider." ”

"Momo, come back, it's not time to fight yet."

Under Seward's surprised gaze, Mordred actually suppressed his fighting spirit, lifted the mana release, and returned to the Lion Raid Realm, and even used his magic to heal his body, and at the same time he could grab snacks with the Lion Raider.

Get along very well, and the compatibility is excellent!

While Seward pondered, Brunhilde returned to sit down beside him, but the Valkyrie looked a little wooden.

After the plane landed in Fuyuki City, the unconscious people of the plane naturally made another scramble, but fortunately, the staff arranged by the Templar Church and the Magic Society took over in time, which allowed the Lion to rob the world and Seward to escape from prison.

In addition, there are other servants who also shine on the scene, and under the old city of Troy, which once fell countless heroes, a huge magic circle summons a seventh legendary heroic spirit with demigod blood.

His mother was Thetis, the goddess of the sea, and his father was the hero Peleus, who was second only to Hercules.

"Very good, Achilles was summoned, and this battle was won."

Yan Feng's father and son, who have been on the run for ten years, have clean and tidy clothes, and they can't see the embarrassment of the end of the world at all, but they look very calm.

"Karen, respond to Achilles, and then go to Fuyuki City to claim the Holy Grail."

A green grotesque face suddenly appeared in Yan Fengqili's shadow, and he shouted orders to the little girl in front of the magic array.

"Yes." The little girl is petite, fair-skinned, has dazzling silver hair, a small face is dull, and her golden pupils are numb, if you look closely, you can see a few red marks from her collar, it is not abuse, it is a spiritual barrier, as long as there is a demon approaching, it will show the physique of a spiritual barrier.

In the Templar Church, all non-believers are demons, so Karen was used as a convenient demon detection machine, and suffered many injuries until Yan Feng Qili appeared and took her away from that dark place.

"Are you my master?" Achilles had a handsome silhouette and blue broken hair, following the contract between the Heroic Spirit and the Master, half-squatting in front of Kalian, rubbing the little girl's head, and looking at Yan Feng and the other three with dissatisfaction, "What an unqualified adult, to let a child participate in such a cruel battle." ”

And in the much-anticipated glorious war, there is even a master who adopts passive tactics!

As soon as Atram summoned the servant, he took the servant and hid in what he thought was safe and waited for the enemy to destroy himself. While jealous of the magician caster who is comparable to the "magic messenger", he used the spell to limit the magic power of the caster to humans, and also secretly used the kidnapped child to refine the magic potion and the philosopher's stone, after the matter was exposed, the caster was not a vegetarian, deceived Atram to waste three spells, and then directly killed the scum who killed the child.

Lost the master's magical supply, Caster was rescued by someone passing by when she was about to disappear in front of the Liudong Temple, and took her home directly, when Medea woke up again, she was already lying in a comfortable bed, her dirty magic robe was stripped away, and she was wearing a loose and soft nightgown.

Medea looked at the ceiling in a daze: "Someone... Did you save me? ”

"Yes."

A second voice sounded in the room, and Medea looked sideways, and the handsome man was sitting on the windowsill, a warm-colored lamp illuminating his side face, and the magic spell of the Norse Elven script in his hand.

Medea used the last trace of magic to check her body and confirm that she was not violated, and her heart was relieved, and she couldn't help but ask slowly: "Why did you save me?" In her heart, there are only a few answers to the routines, and she is even ready to deal with various routines.

The handsome man has no routines, and explains very sincerely: "Because you are a servant." ”

"Who the hell are you?!!" Medea was stunned, and immediately raised twelve points of vigilance, but the empty body couldn't squeeze out half a drop of magic power at all, let alone attack, it was difficult to protect herself.

"Hmm~~" The man didn't answer, touching his chin and staring at Medea in a daze, as if he was attracted by the witch's beauty.

Medea was a little flustered and uncomfortable: "What are you looking at?" Don't stare at me so presumptuously. ”

Is Medea the betrayal witch pretty? Beautiful, of course!

The delicate and beautiful face is like an elf, not to mention the pointed ears are the same as the elf, the thin blanket outlines her peach body that is ripe to the extreme, and the peach that bursts out of juice when you bite it is incomparable, and the convex and concave figure makes her score soar upward.

When Medea pulled up the blanket to cover her flushed face because of her shyness, the man finally came back to his senses, and there was no joy or entanglement on his face: "In this way, you can't say that I am foul!" ”

What foul? Why can't it be made clear?

Medea was confused as to where she was being taken by this man.

"Orange, this is your servant."

As the man chanted and the door lock turned, a tall and bright woman walked in, glanced at the man, and stretched out her hand to Medea with an angry hum: "Come, recognize me as the master!" ”

Medea looked at the woman named Orange, then at the man, and suddenly her face became very red, very red. (To be continued.) )