After obtaining the soul of the Lord, the Killer Queen fell into a state of slumber. Although she could still be called out to use it, Roland felt that his substitute always had a sense of burnout like being pulled out of bed in the middle of the night, so everyone Part of the time was left to the double to sleep. And out of another consideration, the current Roland's demand for the Killer Queen has also been greatly reduced. As the red spirit, the Holy Lord's Soul can meet most of the needs, which also creates a very special situation. In many cases, Roland's physical body is stronger than a substitute. Although the changed form of the substitute has gradually departed from the essence of the original glass cannon due to the sublimation brought by the soul of the Lord, it still cannot change the fact that he is the half body of Roland's soul. If it is not necessary, pulling the double out to fight will only add a flaw to himself out of thin air, after all, the injuries on the double will return to his body completely. However, this does not mean that Roland has no expectations for the Killer Queen. This power up to the rules is the key to the kingdom of heaven and the creation of a new world. And now, his embryonic form has been born. "It's surprising," Gilgamesh threw undisguised hostility towards Roland, "Although he is also a ignorant rat, he is also the most courageous one among the masters." Unlike before, Gilgamesh's eyes were not only ridiculed, but also shone with a sinister light.
Even in battles like the Holy Grail War that brought together ancient heroes, other servants would still marvel at his strength and be moved by his strength. These emotions of admiration, fear, and dread are the best wine for Gilgamesh. As the original king, he should have been the one to be watched and looked up to. No matter in what kind of environment, in what kind of era, those who violate this rule will be punished mercilessly by him. But today, he has hit a wall twice in a row. It seems that the whole person's three views have been shattered, his face is pale, and he is just a holy sword user who has lost his soul. Slow down the pace of execution and bring more fun to yourself. Before his best friend was ready for the real battle, he always had some fun to pass the time, but that didn't mean anyone could challenge his dignity. "Willing to stand up after seeing this kind of situation, this courage is commendable, but that's all, just obediently hiding in the distance like that, maybe you are happier? Do you think that you can change anything if you make a contract with Saber? Just because of his current state like an actor in the stands?" Gilgamesh's crimson eyes shone with ice-cold will, and he made an unquestionable assertion. As he said, Saber's current state is indeed not good. Although Lancelot's slash did not actually fall on the old sword, the compressed and flowing sword light even just brushed against Saber's body, still slashed. The silver-white armor on his body was shattered, leaving a bloodstain from shoulder to waist. But more troublesome than his physical injuries are his mental ones. Even Roland, who has little contact with Saber, can clearly see the wavering on his face. His ideals are denied by someone like Lancelot. And killed the other party because of the other party's mercy. For the King of Knights who still has justice in his heart, he is probably the only one who understands this feeling. Seeing Saber's appearance, Gilgamesh pronounced the verdict in a superior tone. "Your servant's current strength is very weak. Using modern knowledge as a metaphor, it's like catching a fly ball above the pitcher. It is difficult for him to touch this king. If he is so weakened, you think he Did you win the king?" "You seem to have made a mistake, King of Heroes. Who said I need to borrow the power of Saber? Some things are only meaningful if you do them yourself. If you let someone do it for you, it will be no fun at all." Roland turned his head and glanced at the voice from above, the blood in his pupils seemed so thick that it couldn't melt away. "—Like smashing your nasty face." "As a last word, it is really unique." The expression on Gilgamesh's face was slightly distorted due to anger, "Although killing such an insignificant lunatic like you will only dirty my hands, since you are so arrogant that you dare to challenge the majesty of the king, you must be let Repay with life, this is the law that this king has set for himself." Facing the death threat from the King of Heroes, even though she still didn't get the answer she should have from the confusion, Saber still raised her sword subconsciously, preparing to protect her new master. But Roland stopped his movement with just one look.
"Although I appreciate your loyalty, it is better to go to the castle to protect Irisviel than to worry about me." "I can't let Master fight Archer alone..." "Then obediently stand aside and watch the battle. If you can't even do this, I will really be angry." Saber's face darkened, but in the end, he still retreated tens of meters, not interfering in this battle. But Roland's behavior of not caring about Gilgamesh's threat undoubtedly angered him even more. Gilgamesh stared at Roland, his eyes became more cruel. But when he was ignored for the second time, talking to himself would only make him look like a buffoon, so he just let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, causing a strange sense of oppression in the void behind him. Golden ripples slowly rippled in the void, of course there was only one in number. To deal with ordinary people like magicians, it is undoubtedly an insult to myself, but considering the cruel words released before, the treasure that protruded from the new ripples is a strange long spear. The original code of the magic gun that must hit. The moment Roland was stared at by the spear, Roland's intuition quickly warned him, and the oppressive feeling that seemed to have nowhere to escape wrapped around him. "it's over." Gilgamesh raised his head proudly, and following his proclamation, the magic spear shot out like an arrow, pointing directly at Roland's heart. This blow, even for him now, is dangerous, but it is by no means terrible. With flames, air magic, or simply relying on his own strength, Roland can block it. The only question now is whether he should trust the killer queen who has gone berserk, and ignore the danger as nothing. Roland focuses on the feeling of power. Whenever his consciousness gets closer to the double, Roland's mind will give him a strong consciousness. . A consciousness that seemed to change everything, allowing him to seize supreme power. The question is, will he try to master powers he doesn't yet understand, will he try something terribly stupid that might allow a crisis to arise? An act that would insult one's own intelligence? At this moment when everything seemed to be at a standstill, Roland gave up resisting, turned his head, and looked at the killer queen next to him. Although her appearance changed drastically, the Killer Queen still looked at Roland calmly and tilted her head. "This is... my half body." Roland smiled happily, and hugged the substitute again. In the blink of an eye, the howling of the sound barrier being pierced, and the clanging of the magic spear that must hit, all came to an abrupt end. On the battlefield of confrontation, only Roland's calm but absolute declaration remained. "The law of victory has been decided - Killer Queen!"