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

Chapter 146 Invincible JPG.
It was the pain of tearing away every cell in his body. The scorching heat scorched Gold's body. Delicate beads of sweat oozed from his temples and dripped down the fat on his face. Maybe it was because the expenditure of magic power was too heavy, Gold's face wrinkled ferociously, and the sweat was accumulated in the crevices of the wrinkles.

He wanted to reach out to wipe it, but in order to maintain the normal progress of the ceremony, Gord maintained a prayer posture with one hand outstretched, and the light white spell in front of him gradually brightened as he clenched his palm.

A beam of dazzling red light rose from the aperture and sank into the back of Gold's hand. The red lines quickly traveled on the back of his hand to form three twisted and intertwined notches.

—It is now!
Gold spoke up and recited the summoning spell, and the three people standing beside Gold almost at the same time also spoke, and similar but slightly different spells echoed in Yog Domirea in unison. In the large hall, the fiery white light gradually increased, as if there was the faint sound of iron armor stepping on the ground.

The white light reached the highest point in no particular order, and the intense light almost blinded people.The blue-haired man on the main seat opened his eyes wide under such strong light pollution. His vision penetrated the whiteness and looked directly at the four-dimensional summoning circle under his seat.

Under his gaze, the dazzling light curtain gradually faded away, and four blurred figures appeared, but before he could see his subordinates clearly, the sound of thunder came from his ears again.

The next moment, a red Thunder Snake appeared from a certain summoning formation, and the raging thunder quickly expanded outwards, and the magic power that had just calmed down in the air was agitated by the Thunder Snake again.

"Gold, what's going on!"

The blue-haired man standing next to the main seat directly asked the source of the accident, but as the subject of the question, Gold didn't even have time to wipe off the cold sweat that fell from his cheeks. He took a half step back in panic, as if he was caught by this sudden Horrified by the accident.

He was horrified to find that the magic power on his body flowed uncontrollably to the other side of the body surface.

The fiery flow of magic power enveloped the servant who had just appeared in the world, casting a shadow over his body.

"Oh, the [Master] this time is barely considered good."

The fiery thunder disappeared, and the male voice with a frivolous tone resounded through the empty hall.

It was a man wearing thick red and white knight armor and holding an exaggerated sword in one hand. The man's whole body was wrapped in iron clothes, only his head was exposed, and there was an uncontrollably restrained smile on his vigorous face. The red light shows the whereabouts of the magic power just now.

That is a dangerous man who would give people the impression of [unrestrained and uncontrollable] just by looking at him. At this time, he ignored the other servants on the field, turning his body and rubbing against the ground with a heavy sound: "Then Are you the magician who summoned me to manifest?"

Compared to Saber, it was closer to Berserker, and that kind of berserk aura that seemed to overwhelm the sea made Gold shudder slightly.

If it weren't for the causal line clearly conveying that he and the Saber in front of him are legitimate masters and slaves, Gould would really doubt whether he had encountered a hostile servant.

But at random, his complexion became ugly. Although he was also a dragon-slaying swordsman, the Servant that Gold summoned was not the same as the Saber he imagined.

Out of distress for the wasted Yalong's blood, Gold said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

"Are you scared?" Saber patted Gold's shoulder, and the fat uncle's body immediately tilted to one side uncontrollably.

"My name is Menechel, and I came to this world as a Saber this time."

His voice was so loud that every rider present and even the master could clearly hear his voice.

"Wait a minute! It's so stupid to reveal your name so blatantly!" Gold took a few steps forward in disbelief, but flinched involuntarily after noticing Menechel's gaze. Shrink your neck.

"What does it matter? It's not like you can beat me just by knowing the name. I said, you have drawn the strongest trump card!" Minechel patted Gold on the back and forced him to straighten up.

But Gould didn't think so at all. He lowered his head slightly, his face was ashen, and he clenched his fists tightly, trying to teach this ignorant familiar what respect is.

But Gold barely raised his head, and met the stern eyes of the patriarch.Danik stood beside the main seat, silently warning Gold not to make trouble at this time.

Seeing that Gould had calmed down, Danik cast his eyes on the red armored knight who was sizing up the surrounding environment wantonly, although Danik had already seen the opponent's strength from the fact that the opponent used magic power to demonstrate as soon as he responded to the call. Arrogant, but when he actually heard Saber give his real name, he realized the difficulty of the matter.

Menechel, the strongest knight in the time of King Arthur—this is a guy who is impossible to make him surrender no matter what.

And his servant, Lancer Vlad III happened to be holding the posture of being a king... If you put these two people together, there is a high probability that there will be internal strife first, right?

Thinking of this, Danik turned his head worriedly, even with some hesitation in his voice: "King..."

"It doesn't matter, Danik. To deal with different people in different ways, this is also a manifestation of the king's strength." Vlad III looked at Menechel: "Saber, you should also know that you must first secure the inside when you fight against the outside."

"Do you mean you want to be my new king? I don't know if you have the qualifications." Menechel smiled, but there was a coldness in his voice.

"I can see resistance in your eyes. People like you are not born to submit to anyone." Vlad III shook his head. He stood up from the throne and walked down the stairs step by step: "If you As you know, this is not a free-for-all. Now we will fight against another group of invaders as an ally. I, Grand Duke Vlad Tepes of Romania, offer you an alliance proposal. I hope that in the next battle In our [country] there is only one voice."

As he spoke, Vlad looked around at the crowd again: "I expect so much from everyone. After the intruders are dealt with, you can attack me and fight for the final ownership of the Holy Grail...but before that, I need you all." cooperate and obey my command."

……

In the dim alley, the flickering street lights from time to time not only failed to dispel the haze, but on the contrary highlighted the gloom around.

The woman rushed into the alley in a hurry, but was restrained by her high heels, slipped and fell to the ground.

"You can't run away."

A disgusting voice sounded, and a man with colorfully dyed hair walked into the alley unhurriedly, undoing his trouser belt while walking.

In the end, he stood directly under the street lamp, looking down at the green-haired woman who fell on the ground condescendingly. There were obvious bruises on his face. The man spat viciously: "How dare you resist, you woman, What kind of thing do you think you are, it’s your luck that Mr. Xiangma sees you.”

Saying that, Soma Ryoho grinned and reached out to grab the woman's hair.

"Master, let's stop here." The blue particles formed a human shape. It was a girl knight with long silver-white hair. She grabbed Soma Ryoho's hand with one hand and protected her with the other. On the hilt of the rapier at her waist, the girl's blue pupils reflected the ugly face of the man, and her tone was cold: "Don't involve the irrelevant masses."

Soma Ryoho frowned and shook off the girl's hand. He said in a strange way: "Assassin, I advise you not to meddle in your own business. You are just a familiar who relies on my magic power to survive. And what are you pretending to be?" A good guy, a guy who can even assassinate the brother who raised him, I can't do such a thing!"

Assassin's body shook, and she backed away a few steps to get out of the way behind her.

"However, if you really want to save her, why don't you replace her?" Soma Ryoho waved his hand holding the three-stroke Command Seal and walked past Assassin with a big smile.

"Pardon me for refusing."

"That's right—"

Before Xiangma Liangbao could finish his words, a beam of cold light had already slashed across his chest, and the sprayed blood instantly stained the front of his clothes red, and before the man who had been hit by the sword could react, another sword strike , and removed the arm holding the Command Seal.

Lying on the ground weakly, Soma Ryoho stared at the female knight who was wiping the rapier: "Assassin, you bastard..."

Assassin's expression remained unchanged, and he stabbed Soma Ryoho's neck with his sword again, blocking all the remaining words in his throat.

　I had a little fever yesterday, but I feel better today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)