When Ling Yi arrived at the Templar Church, even if he was already mentally prepared, he couldn't help but secretly speak.

The devastated battlefield is most appropriate.

It was only a matter of time before there was an uproar. However, the scope of the war is limited, and there is only one park in the vicinity, which is used as a buffer zone, and with the special time period, it should be able to buy a lot of time.

Thinking so, Ling Yi officially stepped into the battlefield.

The vision was occupied by bright red flames, but the mood was calm.

With the help of the induction between the spells, he could easily find Berserker and Archer, who were waiting for him on purpose, to be precise.

The site is by the fountain in the park dozens of meters away from the church church, and although it has been destroyed to a considerable extent compared to the original site of the church, which is in ruins, the dense woods planted around it make people feel a touch of incredible tranquility.

Ling Yidu glanced at the obvious drag marks on the ground, it seemed that Archer had specially dragged Berserker here, but with his arrogant personality, it was unimaginable that he would touch Berserker with his hand.

"-It's too slow, to keep this king waiting so long." Suddenly, a voice broke the dead silence of the park.

Ling Yi looked up when he heard the sound, and saw a leisurely figure sitting by the fountain not far away, it was Archer.

As for Berserker, although it is not dead, it cannot exert the slightest combat power without the supply of mana, and can only lie on the ground in a large shape like a large garbage, unable to get up.

Of course, this was Ling Yi's handiwork, the moment he noticed Berserker's injury, he unilaterally cut off his mana, no matter how much he fought, he would lose, and it was a complete waste to supply mana without a brain.

However, Archer didn't actually kill it, which made Ling Yi feel quite surprised.

He was ready to lose Berserker, and even planned to treat Berserker as an outcast, as long as it could weaken Archer's strength.

However, the current situation is a bit unexpected.

"You're waiting for me?" Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and asked. Did Archer actually guess that he would return, blind?

Seeing this rabid dog fall suddenly, the king thought that his lord was dead, but he didn't expect that Shichen was also dead, which means that its lord has someone else, so the king looked forward to it a little and spared the rabid dog's life. It seems that the king is lucky, and even Saber is here. The smile on Archer's face never faded, it was a malicious banter.

"Well, congratulations on your victory." A hint of relief flashed in Ling Yi's eyes, and he said unhurriedly.

"Don't say anything superfluous." Archer stood up, his luxurious armor rubbing against each other, and his arrogant posture showed unparalleled confidence: "There should be more, the good show you specially prepared for this king is not only that, right?" If that's the only way, then the king won't be stingy with giving you a death. ”

The seemingly joking words revealed a fact that was unfavorable to Ling Yi.

That is, Archer seemed to have seen through Ling Yi's plan.

Although I don't know how much I saw through, being able to say these words also proves in disguise that Ling Yi's purpose of racking his brains to deal with him has been exposed.

Archer, however, didn't care.

From ancient times to the present day, it is not that no one has challenged his majesty, but most of those people have become dead souls, with the exception of one person.

The man's prowess was equal to his.

Archer admired his handsome appearance and perfect character.

In the years that followed, they became close friends, even if they gave their lives for each other, they did not hesitate to be friends of life and death.

Obviously, he didn't think that Ling Yi could compare to that best friend.

But from the perspective of the king, isn't it normal to accept the challenge of the challenger and then subdue people with bravery? Of course, if he is just a weak person who deceives the world and steals his name, he will not show mercy.

Whether this dark-haired teenager is a useless coward or not, he has to verify for himself.

"Before that, could you please wait a moment, I have some trivial matters to be sorted out." Ling Yi was still calm, what if he was seen through, the reason why a tactic is a tactic is because it is a one-time product, even if it is discovered afterwards, it doesn't matter.

"Oh?" Archer raised his eyebrows noncommittally and looked at Ling Yi with interest, as if curious about what he wanted to do.

Ignoring his gaze, Ling Yi said to Saber, who was silent, "Lend me the sword." The tone was flat, but there was an unmistakable flavor.

Saber hesitated and asked, "What do you want to do?" "It stands to reason that she is not qualified to question Ling Yi, after all, her spell belongs to Ling Yi, but she always has an ominous premonition.

"Fight for more haode." Ling Yi replied casually, and stretched out his hand in front of her, the meaning was obvious.

Saber had no choice but to hand him the invisible golden sword, she could almost be said to survive on the little magic provided to her by Ling Yi now, if she annoyed Ling Yi, she would most likely be the same as Berserker over there, as long as there was still hope of winning the Holy Grail, she would not give up.

After taking the sword, Ling Yi pulled a sword flower, okay, just kidding, he couldn't even see the sword body, he just familiarized himself with the feel.

But the amazing thing is that while holding the hilt of the sword, he has a vague understanding of the length and width of the sword, and it seems that the so-called quick start is not a lie.

The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and the loose jiashi couldn't see the slightest desire to fight. But if it wasn't for the battle, what was he borrowing Saber's holy sword for?

Ling Yi immediately replied with action.

I saw him walk towards Berserker step by step, without hurrying.

At this time, Saber's eyes widened, and he was somewhat aware of what Ling Yi wanted to do, but this was really a bit out of the normal principle of action that a regular master should have.

"That's it, Lancelot, your mission is over."

Ling Yi's lips moved slightly, and his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword again.

Lying on the ground, Berserker didn't seem to realize that the end was coming, shaking unconsciously, and letting out a hoarse growl from behind his helmet, as if he was unwilling and angry that he couldn't fight.

Although the Heroic Spirits have the same appearance as ordinary people, they are always made of the Fifth Element.

There are only two ways to kill them, one is that the mana consumption cannot be replenished, and the other is the spirit core deep in the chest, which is equivalent to the vital organ of the heart, and any damage will not be able to maintain the body.

Therefore, Ling Yi simply stabbed the invisible blade into Berserker's chest, and the heavy pitch-black armor was as if it didn't exist, and it couldn't stop the blade from cutting in the slightest.