The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 124 The First Knight and the First Round Table
The situation is pretty bad.

If he had to describe the current situation in a general way, Menechel could only think of the breakout battle in Lihe City.

The wounds on his legs continued to erode Menechel's ability to move, and after entering the [defense] state, the super high durability at the expense of all his muscle strength was only enough for Menechel to pass two moves with Berserker.

From this point of view, Caster's surprise attack was just a strategic intimidation: even though Archer and Rider seemed to have scruples and did not use their full strength against Caster's familiar, the deterrent power of these two riders against the siren was beyond doubt.

——It’s just why the Kraken, which should have been out of control, still retains a considerable degree of rationality.

None of the tentacles waving all over the place accidentally injured Berserker.

Berserker's abnormal behavior and Caster's runaway both revealed an indescribably strange smell, as if it was a conspiracy in Torun's Fangcheng, which made people shudder.

In the blink of an eye, Berserker charged again, and Menechel took a few steps forward. He struggled to hold the weapon in his hand, but after all, he was holding a long spear instead of an epee, and the too thin texture still put him at a disadvantage. .

Solau's magic power is still full at this time, which is one of the few good news among countless bad news.

Therefore, under the enormous pressure of Berserker, Menechel was given a short vacancy to bear the price of Berserker's attack head-on with a posture that almost gave up any defensive posture.

One held a gun against Berserker's weapon covered in black mist, and the other hand unceremoniously tore off the flesh corroded by Caster's tentacles.

His left leg was even dragged out of the open wound to ensure that the toxins inhibiting the body's self-healing were completely removed.

Large swaths of black and purple blood flowed from the wound to the palm of the hand, the terrifying toxin that was enough to corrode the flesh of a heroic spirit and the magic power wrapped in the hand by Menechel in advance against each other.

Qiang Qiang——

The metal staggered past, and the white long spear was forced to hang down. Menechel watched the ominous long sword wrapped in black mist approaching him bit by bit.

[Defense] In the state, both hands are still unable to wrestle with Berserker, let alone only one hand at this moment.

He stretched out his hand, and threw the flesh he grabbed to where Berserker's eyes might be. The blood stains he brought out were submerged in the black mist, but he didn't know if Berserker had eyes that could be blindfolded.

But everything was already indifferent - Berserker's attack and Menechel's slap were in no particular order.

If you ask which one is more harmful, the sword or the slap, it is undoubtedly the sword, even a slap with Caster's poison can't match the blade that goes straight to the vital point.

Berserker forced the barrel of the gun and cut into the gun owner's neck from the side.

Without any fancy smoke, the unpretentious sword strike really hit Lancer's neck, and the amount of bleeding was greater than that of the leg, and the sprayed blood column was stained red before Menechel fell down. half of his body.

Like a broken sack that was discarded at will, Menechel's body was thrown away.

"Lancer!"

Solau watched this scene in disbelief, and she almost couldn't help taking two steps forward.

But then the tentacles rising from the ground made her stop, and the woman could only watch helplessly as the tentacles tried to drag the servant who had fallen to the ground into the ground.

The roaring wheels crushed the tentacles, and Rider, who hastily rushed back from the sea monster, only had time to remove the debris and was just about to grab the ally lying on the ground, but his hand paused suspiciously for a moment for some reason.

With just a moment of hesitation, Rider missed the best time to rescue, and the black-purple concentrated acid ejected from the mouthparts of the Kraken forced him to increase the distance.

The Command Seal in Solau's hand glowed red, but at the same time, Berserker approached the prostrate Menechel.

The dark servant who always gave people the feeling of a beast now showed a quietness that was extremely inconsistent with his image. He quietly looked down at the man below him.

Berserker's roar stopped suddenly, but the black energy on his body became more and more intense. Berserker put his hand on his helmet and took it off fiercely.

The head armor was crushed without emotion, black and purple blood flowed from Berserker's palm, and the already extremely thin mist rose violently.

As if Berserker's actions were restrained by some invisible object, the follow-up attacks that should have followed were all replaced by painful struggles.

The hoarse, muddy voice uttered extremely ear-piercing words amid meaningless roars.

"Mi - nichel!!!"

Berserker spat out a single word in a ghostly voice, making it hard to make out what he was saying.

But there was genuine anger in Berserker's scarlet eyes.

- Ahhh.

How could it be forgotten.

Even if the soul is twisted, even if the faith collapses, Berserker will not forget that face.

As soon as it came into view, there was hatred without any hesitation.

It was the humiliation and despair of being used as a substitute, and it was the counterfeit's dissatisfaction and venting of anger towards the genuine one.

Everyone will have the idea of ​​comparing the first knight and the first knight of the round table, but everyone will make an evaluation of "it's just like that" in the end.

I want to win no matter what, and I want to replace the authentic one no matter what——

——“Mi——nicchel!!!”

"In the name of the Command Seal, Lancer—"

The voices sounded indiscriminately, the Command Seal in Solau's hand exhausted its last light, and the bright stigmata on the back of his hand showed that Solau had given his all.

She maintained a wait-and-see posture and watched Berserker swing his weapon, and slashed the final blow to the spearman who seemed to have reached the end of the wind.

Even with Endurance EX, even with the bonus of the Command Spell, Menechel, who had already suffered a fatal blow, would never be able to block Berserker's finishing blow.

The sword that exhausted all the hatred and humiliation of the berserker easily split the ground, and even Berserker became unstable due to too much force.

"Defeat Berserker!"

attack--

Failed?
Menechel's body jumped up, lying on his side while avoiding Berserker's sword attack, the right hand holding the gun suddenly raised.

At the moment when the two cavalry servants crossed each other, Berserker's distorted face revealed humanized doubts.

Berserker had no room to dodge, and the spear blessed with the command spell to "destroy the enemy" pierced through Berserker's chest without any hindrance.

Berserker's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a low roar, maintaining the posture of his upper body being pierced to fight back ferociously, and forcibly withdrawing the magic sword, he slashed down sideways with the posture of wanting to die with Menechel.

"Haven't you recognized the situation yet?" Menechel exerted force under his feet, changed his slump that could only be suppressed by Berserker before, and exerted force with a gun in one hand, and the strong force directly pushed Berserker to the ground.

Wild golden light circulated around Menechel's body, and the wound on his leg had quietly healed.

"Now, the offense and defense are alternating." Menechel was still moving his blood-donating neck, and he used his legs for the second time, piercing with the tentacles protruding from Berserker's body: "Lance Sir Lott."

　Gilles de Ray's sea monster here is a more powerful summon than the sea monster in FZ's main chapter, and the reason will be revealed later.

　　The anti-strike ability and survival ability of Gunmi are the strongest among all Minai species. The three skills strengthen blood recovery, defense and battle continuation (see skill card for details)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)