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My name is Ilya,

I'm protecting Weber's transformation.

70:48:19

Rider drove a B2 bomber in front of Gilgamesh and played a Cobra Maneuvering Gakafra tumbling. As a result, the oldest king immediately chased after driving in a ferocious boat. Only Yusuke Ryunosuke and Berserker are left to deal with Saber in black armor-oh, and Brother Yanfeng Qili who was just dropped.

But even with the addition of a few Assassin four kings, it is not enough for Black Saber to play. Ryunosuke looked at the black Saber who pressed Berserker because of the lack of air pressure, and asked Qi Li to prepare for the retreat.

"Brother, the teacher called you home ..." "Please ask Berserker to help me repel Saber, Ryunosuke."

"Huh?" Ryunosuke froze for a while: "Yes, it's okay, but I don't have a spell to control Berserker's actions--"

Then he was taken aback by the large film that Qi Li rolled up his sleeve to reveal.

"Complete order mantra transfer is more troublesome, which is equivalent to transplanting magic circuits, but these defective products and fragments are no problem, reach out." "Oh ..."

Ryunosuke revealed to Qili that she had only a faint trace of the back of her hand, and it could be seen that three lightnings were intertwined.

"[...]" Qi Li remembered that although there was a voice, it could not be categorized into words, onomatopoeia or even phonetic spells. In this strange voice, many fine red fragments on his arm flew like ashes under.

While they gathered into a lightning pattern on the back of Ryunosuke's hand, the clumps of lingers on Qili's arm began to vaguely reveal the original shape due to the disappearance of the scraps-although still very abstract.

"Okay, order him to use the strongest treasure." Qi Li withdrew her hand and said.

"The strongest? Is it the ability to transform into someone else?" Ryunosuke touched the order curse, leaning his head to look at Berserker, who was more and more disadvantaged. "If we turn him into Gilgamesh, we will die later." Right? "

Although the oldest king had a happy air battle with Iskandar in the sky, if he glanced at this and found "self", he was afraid that he would drop thousands of treasures at any time when he gave up fighting with Rider. And accompanied by a rebuke full of murderous intention-"Mongrel! How dare you steal the image of this king !?"

Ryunosuke was shocked by his own imagination.

"... You just ordered that. I have studied the history of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table." Apparently, Brother Qi Li also thought of it, and his face was a little bad.

"Okay," Ryunosuke followed the lightning bolt: "In the name of the spell, Berserker, use your strongest treasure!"

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"Aoao!"

Suddenly, the black mad warrior did not defend at all, as if he was going to hit two logs with Saber in the hand, and Saber, who could not get treatment because the Master was not around, had to return to the sword to parry and cut the Berserker arm. A wound.

"Ah-scatter-" Berserker threw two logs and took a backseat, pushing his hand against the empty waist.

Saber · Alter can feel the surging magic of his opponent even if he doesn't hear Ryusuke's order, so he intends to attack first to prevent him from using the treasure.

! !

However, a certain hunch as if facing a natural enemy made her stop a little. As King Arthur with a red dragon heart, she has experienced countless brutal and dangerous battles, and she has never experienced such a trembling feeling as if she encountered a natural enemy.

Even though she immediately cast aside this emotion, her movements were still slow.

With a loud bang, the layer of black mist around Berserker exploded outwards, revealing the original posture-it was extremely delicate and beautiful, and the pure white heavy armor gleaming under the shining of the sunrise, the ice blue and The golden stripes decorate it more luxuriously.

The helmet disappeared, shoulder-length hair curled slightly, and a handsome but melancholy face was revealed. He was looking at Saber with a "hate iron not steel" gaze.

"Well, although it was expected, it was really interesting to have exactly the same expression, Lancelot." Saber in the black armor leaned his sword in front of him and looked at Berserker from afar.

"You are not King Arthur--" Berserker, or round table knight Lancelot stared at Saber fiercely, his voice still hoarse due to a long roar: "Or, you are not worthy to be called King Arthur!"

"Don't say that I was the king Arthur in your heart," Saber sneered. "It's clearly betrayal to maintain her image? Do you think this is even atonement?"

"You hypocrite--"

"If you let Secretary Lancelot of my family see you, he will probably kill him without hesitation," although he still felt the breath of natural enemies from Lancelot, Altria said without hesitation : "Although he was called a knight of rebellion because of his unconditional opposition to any of my decrees, when he was going to marry Gui Niwei when he was proposing to marry him, deliberately beheading the enemy general I was about to release, etc.- Future, treason, country. "

"Neither am I--" "France is the enemy."

"Wow ah-ah!" The black helmet, which had disappeared, reappeared on Berserker's head, and he began to growl again.

"Oh, just pretending to be crazy?" Saber said contemptuously, but his hands were holding the hilt because the sense of natural enemies in Berserker was too strong to ignore.

Zheng-Berserker with a helmet only pulled out a black hand from his waist, with a half-sword in the middle with an unknown blood stain, pointing at Saber.

"Oh, [the lake without regrets]?" The source of the sense of natural enemies was determined, and Saber relaxed: "It turns out that your British dragon has not been killed."

In the memory of Saber · alter, all the dragons in Britain and the surrounding area were killed by Modred, and even the larger lizards were not let go. The child seemed to want to make a weapon with the attribute of "slaughtering dragon" To challenge Altria, who has the heart of a red dragon, but the plan failed completely. In the end, the sword seemed to be named "the gorgeous rebellion against my father Wang" by her?

"[Reaching the limit, breaking through the limit, the other king, please look at this light—]" The long sword in Lancelot's hand began to emit a violent blue light.

"Oh, let me completely break your fantasy of atonement. You destroy the round table, kill the same robe, and sin is unforgivable." Saber · Alter retreated half a step, and the low black broken steel sword began to absorb the surrounding light .

"[Bound locks are all broken? Aroundight Overload]!"

"[Oath and Excalibur]!"

Both the darkness and the lake blue were directed at each other with unprecedented momentum.

70:44:16

In the sky, there were two gold and one black aircrafts chasing each other. The huge detonation of Houshan continued, and even inside the foreign hall there were explosions and swords.

Weber feels that he is here to honestly check the borders around the Western Pavilion, and strictly follow the chain to carry out the in-depth transformation of the ring can not be more silly.

But it is not without gains. At least the high concentration of magic that originally covered the entire hill has been reduced to the surrounding of the Western Pavilion. Even if it erupts now, the skills of Kenneth and Mother Sola can resist, as for yourself- She should protect herself.

Webber looked away, not far behind Caster, seemingly absent-minded.

Weber is more willing to believe that the "winter virgin" is too troublesome to help herself to reform the enchantment than to use the prestigious excuse of "unresolving the allies' enchantment"-to see that she is even troublesome to walk The magic floats.

"It always feels like you're thinking about something rude." Caster floated to Weber, staring at him as he stepped back.

"I was thinking that it would be the last external enchantment immediately," Weber said without changing his face. "The magic disturbance after the transformation will make everyone inside the foreign museum find that Teacher Kenneth is okay. If Assassin rushes out to attack Trouble. "

"If that's the case, don't worry." Caster summoned a round transparent water polo in his palm. It flows and gradually freezes, and finally turns into a blue crystal-like transparent puck.

Seemingly aware of Caster's distraction, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the back garden of the Western Pavilion, and two red and blue daggers poked viciously toward Weber's back.

"Slap." The hockey puck in Caster's hand hit the Assassin's arm first, and he quickly turned into an ice sculpture centering on the place where he was hit, and fell at the next moment due to his own inertia On the ground, broken.

Weber continued to walk towards the final enchantment without even looking back. During these ten minutes of getting along, every time Caster started to play ice and water inexplicably, there was a sign that Assassin was about to rush out and be resolved. The ghost is the ninth.

"Speaking of this, the holy grail war call Servnt is not bad as a thug, at least there will be no corpses," Weber heard Caster saying in the back: "A spirit or summon is also acceptable."

You are a Servant yourself, is that really good?

"There are other kinds?" Weber asked, unsure of his curiosity.

"Charming small animals, summoning extraterrestrial creatures, and even finding mercenaries," Caster shook his head: "Blood flowed as soon as it hit-fortunately this year's master is good."

"As for the consequences, for example, in your western pavilion, in case some small animal accidentally breaks in, and then dies in a corner that is hard to find ... hey ~" Caster's tone was obviously disgusted. The method is good, but recently there is not enough space. Should we take it out and open an exhibition hall? "

How to deal with it and where to store it ... No, forget it, Weber feels that if he continues to ask, there will be a risk of losing his mind, and he will shut up decisively.

And at this moment, the sound of Houshan's continuous blasting stopped, replaced by some kind of strange roar, sounding like a train was approaching?

Before he could tell what it was, he saw Caster slammed himself and placed three layers of circular ice walls in the direction of the sound.

Judging from the previous experience that Caster can solve Assassin with only a fist big water polo, this coming should be some kind of powerful-

boom! ! The magic torrent of black and blue intersects the ice wall.

——Treasure directly hit.

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