The collision of flames and insect swarms is constantly intertwined, and the corresponding ones are two guys who are not human.

In front of such a scene-

"Hero King, you suddenly brought me over just to watch the battle between Shichen and Yanye? How boring you are. Li Amen said helplessly.

Archer scoffed, "Isn't that what you came up with? Aren't you the one who really appreciates this pleasure? Otherwise, judging from the normal plan, Shi Chen should have died a long time ago, and Yan Ye had already become the best tool for Qili. It's because you make me feel like I'm the same kind of person, a higher mongrel who can talk to me...... Otherwise, if it's just a low-grade mongrel, even if there is another request for Qili, how can I bring you to watch the play together, and agree to your plan? ”

"I see." Li Amen smiled and nodded, "It's that I underestimate you, Hero King." Indeed, watching Shi Chen and Yan Ye fall in love and kill each other, this can be described as the most interesting thing in the world. However, there is one thing you should not know about the hero king. In fact, either of these two will be very difficult to kill if there are no accidents, and the battle will continue until the vulnerability of either side is discovered. ”

Li Amen had already discovered that this time Yan Ye did not bring out the mother worm of the Engraved Worm, that was already the core of Yan Ye, and he would not take any more risks after suffering two losses.

And Shi Chen's Horcrux was also not carried with him, so the outcome of this battle was naturally impossible to really produce results.

Even if Shi Chen is defeated for a while, it is impossible to be eliminated.

"Is there such a thing? I guess there's something I don't know. Archer frowned. If that's the case, then -- I think we'd better go to Saber first. Or maybe we'll finish the fight and then let me go to Saber?"

"I'd better go with you to Saber. In the last moments, I ask you to point your sword at me, so that I can taste Saber's sword of victory and the power of your sword. Li Amen laughed.

"Bastard, are you underestimating me? Joining forces with the King of Conquest before is already the extreme of my patience, and you should not challenge the majesty of the King again and again. Archer said angrily.

Saber is Archer's prey, and only Archer himself is qualified to fight him, and Saber's brilliance should belong to him alone.

"Nope. No, no!!! Hero King, you didn't figure out what I meant. I won't be involved in your fight with Saber, but when Saber fights you, you'll definitely have a chance to use the Obedient Sword. By then, Saber will surely fight with the sword of victory, and at that time I'll be dead myself, so-you know!! ”

Archer was speechless for a while, and realized that he had never really known the person Li Amen, which was simply a strange thing.

The suicide plan is inherently strange. Now instead of actually fighting and getting an honorable death, but sending yourself to death like a strange one, this is really ......

Don't say Archer can't read it. It's hard to figure out if it's someone else.

Who can understand that although Li Amen's move is wonderful, he also has an important plan to complete it.

Of course. In fact, if it is just to send death, the Hero King's obedient sword is enough. The plan was still able to pass.

But Li Amen suddenly wanted to die again, wanting to see the brilliance of the sword of victory of the oath.

For people like Amen Lee. I've never cared about the so-called honor.

……

Saber kicked away the burning wreckage of the vehicle and raised his sword in the upper position. We will not let him go this time. She aimed for the top of Berserker's unsuspecting head and gambled victory on the next head-to-head slash.

Posture, speed, timing are all perfect. It was an all-out blow worthy of the name of the sword-wielding Heroic Spirit, enough to convince one that the winner had been decided—and that was why Saber was so surprised when the blade was stopped in the void.

Berserker dropped his machine gun and caught the Wind King's Blade with his bare hands. The stunt was unbelievable in a double sense. Not only because he responded to Saber's nirvana with an impossible stance. What's more, because the invisible Wind King's enchantment trajectory is impossible to see through. But the black knight blocked Saber's attack with his bare hand, as if he knew everything about the shape and length of Saber's sword.

Saber suddenly realized the deadly danger of being touched by Berserker's weapons, and shuddered. Putting her shock behind her, she kicked the Black Knight in the chest with all her might. Unable to resist and retreating, Berserker released the sword, allowing Saber's sword of love to avoid the danger of being eroded by the opponent's dark magic at the last moment.

The sprinklers on the ceiling reacted to the flames spreading everywhere and began to spray water violently. Despite being exposed to the torrential rain of fireproof water, the silver and black knights confronted each other without moving.

Once again, a question welled up in Saber's mind that he couldn't ignore.

The illusion of the Wind King's enchantment has no effect on Berserker. He was clearly familiar with the sword guarded by an invisible sheath. In other words, it means that he knew himself before he became a Heroic Spirit.

In Warehouse Street and Weiyuanchuan, the black knight attacks Saber with an unusual obsession. If it wasn't the Master's instructions, but the mad Hero's own resentment......

The more you stare at the black fog, the more blurred the details of the armor become. This means that Berserker is wrapped in a disillusionment similar to the Wind King's enchantment, making it impossible to see through the true face of his Heroic Spirit. But Saber had to be convinced at this point - there was no doubt that he was some knight with whom he knew.

“…… Judging by your skills, you must not be a nameless knight. I ask you! ”

Saber made up his mind and shouted at the enemy facing him through the mist.

"Since you recognize me as Artoria, King of Britain. If Pendragon challenges me, he should report his origin in the glory of knighthood! The challenge of concealing one's identity is like a conspiracy! ”

The sound of pouring water is mixed with the crisp metallic sound of "click". It's slight, though. But the sound that crept into his ears was chilling, and there was no doubt that Berserker had come from it—his armor trembling under the black mist.

It was the armor that completely covered the limbs, and it shook slightly like water waves. The sound of hitting each other.

"You ......"

Saber finally sensed the source of the eerie moaning sound that seemed to crawl across the ground.

The crushed, sobbing sound came from the depths of the black helmet. Berserker twitched, showing irrepressible emotion.

Laughter - when Saber understood so. An indescribable chill ran through the body.

She had no speculation or basis, and only relied on the guidance of her sixth sense to understand that she had made a fatal mistake in her previous interrogation.

It's a pity she noticed it too late. The worst curse words that would have been uttered by her own have long since been uttered by herself.

The black mist that smeared the black knight's body swirled up and began to shrink. In the pouring mist, the pitch-black armor finally revealed the true face of Lushan.

It is neither glamorous nor vulgar, but it is the perfect combination of functional beauty and magnificence.

The craftsman has done his best to cast it with great attention to detail to make it appear both powerful and sophisticated. Even the countless scars on it have become carvings to show his great military exploits, adding to its brave demeanor. It was the ideal battle outfit that all knights couldn't help but envy.

Saber knew the brave man who had worn that armor and galloped into battle. At the round table of Carmelott he was a peerless swordsman who was more dazzling than anyone else, a knight and a loyal warrior who was more outstanding than anyone else.

"Are you—how could you—"

I wish I was wrong. He is the ideal embodiment of the true appearance of the "knight". That mighty posture could never have become a pitch-black figure eroded by the curse of madness.

The Black Knight grinned as if mocking Saber's thoughts, and reached for the hilt of the sword in its scabbard. The sword was neither a pick nor a snatch. This heroic spirit who has always concealed his name. Finally showed his own treasure.

Saber could only stare helplessly as he slowly drew the sword from its scabbard.

It can't be mistaken, the design of the blade is exactly the same as her own sword - as an elven inscription forged by inhuman hands. The reflection of the sharp blade under the moon is like a lake that shines brightly. It was an Infinity Sword that would never be destroyed by any blow.

The sword was only entitled to be owned by the man who had been hailed as the "perfect knight", and was also known as the "Indestructible Lake"—a more indicative of the bearer's true name than self-proclaimed.

“…… Ar…… thur……”

Whining shouts echoed through the black helmet. With this shock, the mask that had cracked due to Saber's previous blow shattered.

A blackened face emerged from the shattered mask.

The beauty that used to be the envy of countless women is gone. He was emaciated and emaciated by his former hatred, like a ghost, and only his eyes full of hatred shone brightly. That's because the curse eventually lost everything about itself, the appearance of the living dead.

“…… Ah......h

Saber felt her knees go limp. The indomitable Knight King fell to his knees on the wet floor as if he could not bear the weight of the drops of water that had struck him on his shoulders and back.

-Even if you are a hero, you will end up losing the minimum glory.〜

Past. Someone once told her that.

So, did the curse start from that time?

“…… You're so ......."

Saber looked at the figure in front of him, which had long since lost the dignity and dignity of the past, and had fallen into the seat of madness, and completely changed, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he just asked.

“…… Do you hate me so much? My friend...... Even if it becomes like that...... Hate me so much, Knight of the Lake! ”

That's the girl who kept her glory until the end and fought to the end for her honor.

The moment of defeat. (To be continued.) If you like this work. You are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, and your support. That's what motivates me the most......)