In an instant, Lancelot rushed in front of Saber. Saber only felt a terrifying force coming, and in a hurry, his strength couldn't work at this time, so he staggered back. But Lancelot didn't hesitate, and the magic sword in his hand quickly slashed towards Saber's neck. The air was directly cut off, and the real half-moon-shaped slash roared. Before it touched, a bloodstain appeared on Saber's neck, which proved that this blow was definitely not just an imaginary diagram. Saber's blue eyes are still a little dazed, he doesn't know why the development of the matter took such a sudden turn, but he has no time to think about it, he moves his legs, leans back, and shuttles dangerously and dangerously in the howling sword light . The silver-white armor on his body made an overwhelmed clanging sound, and the clear sword body was only a hair's breadth away from Saber's nose. After narrowly dodging the sword, Saber quickly flipped the holy sword in her hand and slashed at Lancelot in this short twirling. "boom--!" Lancelot's chest seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the magic power contained in the sword turned into a storm to wrap around it, erupting in an instant, repelling him again. "Why, Sir Lancelot! Can't you understand my wish? If it's you, you should be able to understand the feeling of desperately trying to save it but still being unable to change it. You can only sit back and watch the judgment of fate come!"
The knight, who was friendly just now, became murderous after hearing how his wish was realized. This kind of denial, which seemed to be betrayed, made Saber at a loss. "All the tragedies started because of me! Only by letting King Arthur choose someone else can Britain be saved. This is the ideal I strive for!" "Really?" Lancelot's lavender eyes reflected Saber's eager face, and his tone became colder. "—Then you will drown in your ideals." Without any hesitation, Lancelot raised the great sword in his hand and slashed at Saber. Saber skillfully used the holy sword in her hand to resist the big sword that the opponent slashed, and then violently shook him away. The indestructible Sword of Lake Light and the Sword of Salvation forged by the sea of stars rubbed against each other, bursting out ear-piercing roars and dazzling sparks. "Why you just don't understand!" In the fierce battle, Saber was also beaten a bit, even though the person in front of him was not the Lancelot he was familiar with, he still roared and spit out his inner voice. "I don't have the qualifications to be a king. I swung my sword for protection and I did nothing in the end! Now I only have strength left, but it is not everything to me at all. I have to achieve justice! In order to save Britain, even if it is me standing in front of it!" Saber clenched her teeth, and the speed of swinging her sword increased again and again, leaving a series of distinct scars in the air. The cold wind poured into Lancelot's heart, but it couldn't freeze the anger in his eyes. "—Who knows what you say!" Stubborn and naive, obviously he did nothing wrong, obviously gave up so many desires, and took up the kingdom, but after death he even denied himself and continued to dedicate himself, Lancelot couldn't bear it. Just seeing the shadow of the little girl from King Arthur on the opposite side, he felt that the anxious madness was about to swallow him. He has to be corrected. When the two holy swords collided again, Lancelot seized the opening, cut into the wind wrapped around the Saber sword, and slashed towards the opponent's wrist. Sure enough, Saber quickly changed her move, turned the hilt of her sword, and stabbed herself in the chest. But Lancelot didn't intend to retreat at all, he had had enough, while Saber was attacking, he also opened the door wide open, this was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time. The mirror-like sword in his hand began to operate at overload, and the magic power hidden in it overflowed violently, and the blue light like lake water enveloped the entire sword.
Saber's pupils shrank, knowing that Lancelot had released the treasure's real name, but he had no way out, and he also released all the magic power in his body as a boost, stabbing at Lancelot's spiritual core . "Such an ideal is meaningless! If you can't even understand this, then see you next time, my king!" But Lancelot was not afraid. The moment he met King Arthur, his wish had already been answered, so death was just the beginning of the next atonement. Saber absolutely cannot escape this blow. But as expected of his loyal lord, up to this point, he still did not give up hope. "I can't fail here! If I don't, I won't make it up to you at all!" The azure blue sword light slashed at Saber fiercely. In this blow that seemed to freeze everything, Lancelot felt that all the hustle and bustle around him faded away, leaving only silence. compensate me? Is he swinging the sword for this reason? In the confrontation of life and death, the determination in Saber's heart is so clear. What he wants to protect is not his own era, but the people who have paid for it under that kingdom. Saber felt that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities and failed to protect them well. This naive guy raised his sword not to deny himself, but to save everything. Lancelot's heart was flustered, he didn't know what to do, but his body had already overcome his will, and subconsciously changed the direction of the slash. The blade swung down, but it didn't cut off Saber, but the holy sword wrapped in the atmosphere didn't stop. The silence broke, and Lancelot heard another voice. The sound of the sword piercing into his body fiercely, the holy sword broke through his back with blood and pierced his spiritual core. At the last moment of his life, Lancelot looked at the ashen-faced Saber with a smile. "It's really a headache. Even though he is my king in another world, he always loses his way... When you swing your sword next time, please remember why you are fighting." The figure of Lancelot turned into spirits and slowly disappeared, but for the first time he showed a smile. "If you still decide to go your own way, then please call me. If this is really your choice, no matter who the enemy is, I am willing to present my sword for you." "Mr Lancelot?" Before she had time to wake up from what happened just now, Saber, who seemed to have lost her soul, felt her intuitive radar frantically calling the police. However, the visitor did not intend to hide his aura at all. With the gathering of golden spirit particles, the King of Heroes stood tall on the tree, looking at the dazed Saber and the disappearing Berserker with admiring eyes. "I came here because of the breath of my best friend I was looking for, but I didn't expect to see such an interesting farce. That mad dog is nothing more than that. It's rare that even the holy sword envoy plays a clown here." Gilgamesh said with a nasty smile: "What is this listless expression? Since it can please this king, even if it is a funny show, no matter how regretful you are, you should still smile brightly. It is not a reward, but a ruthless ravage." Saber glanced at Archer, but remained silent. In the absence of an echo, Archer's words seemed to be a bit self-entertaining, which made him narrow his eyes slightly, and golden ripples gradually rippled in the air, and a handle of treasures slowly protruded from it . But Saber just clenched the blade and remained silent. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the distant forest. "You actually ignored me, Holy Sword Envoy, are you so impatient to meet death?"
"The reason why he looked there is because the object of the contract has changed." From the shadow under the tree, Roland walked out with brisk steps, holding up the Command Seal extending from the back of his hand to his arm. "Since Berserker is dead, as compensation, I am the Master of Saber now." Roland showed a cold smile, and looked at Gilgamesh: "It's just right, you took the initiative to send it to your door. If you don't mind, can you die?" This is not because the arrogance of the Holy Master has gone to his head, but because of another factor. The pink Killer Queen slowly emerged behind him, that strong and delicate body was already covered with cracks with fire marks, as if it would be completely broken in the next moment, and a symbol like a ribbon was wrapped around his side, like a flame The corners of the same skirt were constantly broken and reassembled, and the skull-like face with cat ears was actually a bit more solemn and sacred. After sleeping for a long time, the Killer Queen finally got rid of the characteristics of the past and completely stamped with Roland's mark. The appearance of the double did not come from Roland's own will, but because of the omen brought about by the birth of the new ability. It was like having a hammer in his hand, and seeing everything looked like a nail, he wanted to hit it. In short, his stand-in Killer Queen - went berserk. Ask for tickets every day! Thanks to JOJOers for the 1000 point reward!
