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

Chapter 168 Isn't this a kind of NTR (45)

Finally rushed back to the stronghold before the battle.

The spirit body merged into the knight's body. Under Gold's nervous gaze, Menechel stood beside him. Vlad III, standing at the front of the castle and looking up at the sky, just glanced back at Minette. Xie Er quickly looked away again.

Seeing that neither Vlad III nor Darnic had any intention of blaming, Gold relaxed slightly, and he finally managed to distract his Servant in the causal line.

"Didn't I tell you to come back earlier? If I was attacked and you were so slow in rescuing me, we would have nothing to do."

Menechel observed the fortress-like flying object gradually approaching in the sky, with a look of interest in his eyes.

【The war hasn't started yet, not to mention the kind of castle flying in the sky, it doesn't make any sense if I can't come back】

He, Minechel, can't fly, so he can only look at this kind of thing like Gold.

Menechel looked around, and finally her eyes stopped on the pink-haired Rider.

【Gold, Rider hasn't been executed yet, I thought traitors like him must have been dealt with. 】

Gold stared at Menechel speechlessly. What is this guy talking about? Doesn't he know that he himself is the most suspected betrayer right now?

Thinking of this, Gould thought of the mysterious person who was by his side mentioned by Danik again, he hesitated to decide whether to ask Saber clearly after the battle.

Lancer finally moved his eyes away from the fortress, and he looked at the only follower on his side with the ability to stay in the air: "Rider, are you sure you can shoot down that fortress?"

Rider immediately showed a confident smile: "One size fits all, I will definitely sink it, use my treasure..."

In the end, the smile on Rider's face became hesitant, and he put his head in his hands: "Ah, what's the name... Well, in short, leave it to me!"

Black Lancer fell silent, but he quickly formulated a new battle plan.Seeing the Dragon Tooth Soldiers pouring out like a tide, Black Lancer's eyes flashed a bit of displeasure, and he decided to ignore the hanging fortress for now - if necessary, Archer can shoot it down.

"Everyone, the enemy's behavior is undoubtedly preparing to launch a decisive battle." Lancer's tone was unquestionable, and he gave full play to his duties as a king to start the speech before the battle: "Then, I have to ask a question. Everyone, do you have any plans to accept defeat?"

Silence represented everything, and Vlad III showed a satisfied expression. He raised his hand holding the spear to the vast plain outside the castle, and to the densely packed Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

"Then let them feel fear! Let them know that if they want to plunder, they must be prepared to have their skulls smashed, their hearts pierced, and their limbs torn apart!"

In an instant, accompanied by Vlad III's almost crazy words, the earth trembled slightly.The Dragon Tooth Soldiers looked at their feet reflexively—the moment they lowered their heads, countless slender iron stakes were summoned from the surrounding area, piercing through their bodies one by one as if rising into the sky. many trees.The stakes are the slender trunks, and the leaves and branches are the bones.

This is undoubtedly a shocking scene. The morale of the black Servant reached its peak at this moment. Berserker and Rider instantly climbed over the guardrail of the castle and rushed towards the center of the battlefield. Archer quickly dodged and sent the Masters back The interior of the castle was blocked to prevent the attack of the Red Assassin who never showed up.

Menechel stood on the outskirts of the castle, staring at the blood-black iron thorns criss-crossing in front of him. A trace of electric arc exploded from his body, and it was natural to capture the burning red thorns among the countless dragon teeth. Magic figure.

With one point as the center, the flame broke through the thorns in an instant. Even though it was almost late at night, the light at night became bright and transparent at this moment.

--coming!
The moment he felt the familiar magic power, the electric arc that was only faintly visible suddenly became violent and swept towards the surrounding turf.Menechel showed a maniacal smile, holding the dragon sword in both hands and appeared out of thin air. The Thunder Snake collided with the falling sparks with the movement of swinging the sword.

Through the layers of smoke, Menechel saw the red Lancer slowly descending from the sky. It was different from the first time they met. At this time, the red Lancer dragged a gorgeous curtain of fire behind him, which added a bit of excitement to him. Dangerous breath.

Red Lancer looked at Menechel, who was suspended in the low sky, looking down at the opponent in front of him condescendingly: "As agreed, I'm here to find you."

The magic power was shattered little by little and turned into a head armor covering Menechel's face. The arc transformed by the magic power was restrained and extinguished. He raised his sword and stared at the man in front of him. Compared with the last time, the red Lancer who was fully prepared The breath is much stronger.

Red Lancer was not negligent, he also watched all this silently.Looking at the black Saber in this state in front of him, he had some premonition in his heart - if he didn't use all his strength, he might not even be able to injure the opponent.

"Yang Yan—"

The spearman opened his mouth, and the flames instantly enveloped his long spear, making Lancer feel as if he was holding a round of red sun.

But before Lancer could continue speaking, a loud roar suddenly appeared.

Amidst the flying smoke and dust and the scattered blood mist, a little dark green fluorescence faintly revealed, and once it appeared, it quickly approached.

The chariot rushed past wrapped in fluorescent light, and the huge impact pushed the enemy under him to fly to one side. The unexpected situation made the red Lancer unconsciously stop the action in his hand, and the power in his hand was completed. The gun gradually dimmed.

And Menechel was expected, and in a hurry, he used both hands to protect the epee in front of his body, and saw clearly the figure sitting on the chariot through the fluorescent light.

"Red Rider!"

Hearing Menechel's roar, Rider showed a contemptuous smile indifferently. He pulled the reins vigorously, and the horse snorted and sped up again. The horse's hooves trampled on the ground at high speed and rolled towards the ground like a burning meteor. distance.

Rider turned his head and looked at the red spearmen behind him who were slowly landing with their spears, and grinned:
"Lancer, this guy is mine, please find someone else!"

— you bastard!
First Ruler, then Red Rider.

Being pushed back by the chariot, the scarlet color in Menechel's eyes became deeper and deeper. He suddenly released the protection wrapped around his body, and the armor that had lost the characteristic of [Immortal and Immortality] burst into flames at high speed in the next instant. The crushed chariot was crushed to pieces under the impact.

Menechel scattered the dragon sword in his hand, and he wrapped his hands around the sides of the chariot to stabilize his body.Facing Red Rider's astonished eyes, Menechel raised his head and showed him a crazy smile.

The body was crazily absorbing magic power, and Minechel's feet exerted force suddenly, and the whole calf sank into the mud.

"give me--"

Electric arcs overflowed from the naked upper body, and the muscles of both arms grabbed the sides of the chariot. Minechel took a deep breath and forcibly stopped the high-speed chariot.He frowned, grabbed the body of the car and lifted it up, leading his body to throw down.

"--die!"

Bah!
The cracked debris splashed in all directions, and the aroused smoke was engulfed and scattered towards the surroundings under the agitation of the thunder snake from Menechel's body. White smoke was steaming from Menechel's body, but Kai himself turned a blind eye to it, like a dragon. The same blood-colored vertical pupil stared at the deepest part of the pit, holding the dragon sword again in his hand.

The next moment a figure jumped up with a disheveled face, and the red Rider shook off the dust on the tip of his hair. Before he could stabilize his body, he was facing the dragon sword that was slashing head-on.

He only felt a pain in his neck, and he flew upside down into the distance.

(End of this chapter)