Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Without the need to worry about the consumption of the master's magical power, and it can even be said to be overloaded with all-out shots, Saber's situation suddenly improved a lot.

She can now resist Lancer's powerful and heavy spear tip. With her omnipotent intuition, in the second battle, Lancer seems to be serious, but in the battle between the two, Saber not only did not fall behind , on the contrary, it is expanding its advantages a little bit.

But Saber knows that the reason for this is not her own strength, but the gap before the Master. She almost used all her magic power to bless herself, but lancer just broke out from time to time, and used it as a killer to cooperate with the attack, not to mention Her own parameters are stronger than lancer.

Rather, even though the parameters are not as good as hers, the lancer who can still exert his limited power to a near-perfect level is simply terrifying.

If her master is Lancer, I'm afraid she has really been headed.

Saber took a deep breath. She had fought in the king's position for so many years. Naturally, she would not be a pure chivalrous respecter, nor would she refuse this unfairness.

The only thing she has to do is to repay the Master's trust with victory.

In a single step, Saber rushed out with the wind roll and slashed at Lancer's chest. The next tactics were very clear, just like what she had done countless times on the battlefield, using powerful force to force the enemy's flaws, and then Kill the lancer with the superb swordsmanship that has been honed.

Saber caught the new force of Lancer to make a living, and just wanted to fight back, but Lancer was faster than her.

The magic flame released in an instant turned into a third hand, holding the spear, blocking Saber's blade, Lancer stretched out his hands and punched her chest with a powerful jab. Endless, with the wind brought by the flames, Lancer's legs swept like a whirlwind, and with a rounded kick, the heart armor on Saber's chest was directly kicked out of the cobweb-like crack!

Between lightning and flint, the situation reversed again. Although this white-haired and golden-armored lancer is the hero of the spear, his bare-handed fighting skills are better than anyone in Saber's impression!

—But it’s not over yet!

The magic power that burst from the heart flows in Saber's body along with the blood. She is the red dragon of Britain. This kind of attack can't make her back. But in this short period of time, Lancer has regained his grip on his spear.

The high-speed spear stabbing like a rainstorm gave Saber no chance to breathe. This is far faster than the human eye can see. Even with Saber's dynamic vision, it is impossible to capture all of her body. There are several weak points on her body. The armor has been shattered, which makes her completely unable to be distracted, and the swordsmanship she is proud of is like a child's nonsense.

It's not that Saber is boasting. Although the swordsmanship she has honed on the battlefield has no flaws, it has surpassed the scope of human skills. The sense of distance without gaps has already entered the realm of the gods.

If there really is a perfect craftsmanship, this is it.

During the short confrontation, Saber's armor had been damaged in many places, but she was still waiting for the opportunity, and she began to change her tactics.

It is impossible for her to be unharmed under such an attack. Before the well-defended silver-white battle dress on her body is completely shattered, she can always find a chance.

Lancer's agility is to surpass her, but in terms of strength, it is an indisputable fact that no matter how many times Lancer hits her, it is enough to find a chance to counterattack!

With the full burst of magic power, Saber was confident to pierce Lancer and the golden armor on his body together.

However, if Lancer really knew what she was thinking, there would be a smile on that calm face.

The current lancer, the power of each blow is not inferior to the attack power brought by the A-level parameters, and the strongest breastplate on Saber's battle skirt is no longer able to withstand the next blow.

When he saw Saber's fearless gaze, Lancer guessed Saber's intention, and was ready to enter, completing the reversal between hunter and prey.

When Saber attacked, he gave up his defense completely, and used the magic power to explode at the cost of minor injuries. Lancer was confident that he could pierce Saber's chest directly. Even if he failed to destroy the spiritual core, he could still inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

"The next blow will determine the outcome."

The same idea flashed in the minds of the two of them.

But at this time, Tohsaka Tokiomi, who had been watching, finally spoke up.

"Lancer, that's enough, stop the fight and come back."

Before the momentum of the advance started, Lancer jumped up and landed on the sand cast by the flames.

"I've seen your strength, but neither you nor Saber has a real liberation Noble Phantasm. The opponent's Master is not that easy to handle, so there's no need to expose your armor."

"Yes, Master."

The opportunity to make a contribution with a single blow was missed because of the Master's personal judgment, but Lancer didn't have any intention of arguing, and just obeyed quietly.

"Master, I have retreated. Then, let's fight again next time, saber. I hope you can at least touch me at that time, otherwise, it will be too boring."

Lancer showed a faint smile and said that although it was sincere, it was a provocative declaration no matter how he heard it, and the spiritual body retreated.

Only Saber with an angry face was left standing on the spot.

"There's no need to chase. The real battlefield is still at night. There are enough exposed things now. Bring Sora back first! No matter what, you must protect her!"

"Understood."

With a weak reply, Saber looked at the scars on his body that were slowly healed under the healing magic and the defeat he had not experienced for a long time, and remained silent.

On the other side, in the shadow of the sea, a pair of scarlet eyes also receded.

Roland patted his thigh with a look of regret.

"Tokiomi, Tokiomi, you've done all the bad things!"

Such a wonderful battle, because the Master's order was interrupted, Roland was speechless, "It's such a good card, it's a pity you're useless."

The battle between Lancer and Saber is like an adult beating a child. They were played with each other from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't for the blessings brought by Kenneth, Saber's attributes were too good, and the outcome of this battle would not have any suspense at all. There will be.

I guess I saw this. Considering Kenneth's Command Spell and abundant logistics, Tokiomi Tosaka gave the order to retreat in order not to reveal Lancer's real name. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com anyway, he made a lot of money, not only confirmed the gap between lancer and saber, but also learned saber's real name, and can make guesses and targets for the Noble Phantasm.

Next, just move steadily and use lancers to crush them one by one, and the crown of the winner of this Holy Grail War will fall to the Tohsaka family. From a strategic point of view, there is no major problem, but the pattern is indeed not enough.

If he can be more fierce and attack without any hesitation, at least he can force out the Noble Phantasm and Kenneth's Command Spell. Using Lancer's real name for these two is definitely profitable, because Lancer is the kind of person who knows his real name and doesn't have it. It's a big problem, an outsider-level Servant who is still unable to fight.

However, if Tokiomi Tohsaka really had such arrogance, he would not be Tokiomi Tohsaka.

But for Roland, who is an audience, this battle still made him feel extremely itchy, and he could not wait to go up and do it himself.

So, he stood up.

"After staying for so long, let's move your body after a long absence," Roland stretched and asked, "Is there any other interesting people in Fuyuki City that I leave behind and plan to eat in my spare time? Scum."

Ninja Sombra emerged from the shadows, like a loyal and reliable secretary, took a page from a pile of rosters and handed it to Roland.

Roland took it and paused for a moment on the bright orange hair in the photo, somewhat surprised.

"When did he come? I didn't pay attention, but as a meal, he was quite qualified."

"Don't let me down, Ryunosuke Yusheng."

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