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

Chapter 176 You are really playing well, kid

The air became hot and restless at this moment.

When everything returned to calm again, Assassin, who had already fled away, slowly groped over. The floating dust and blood mist formed a vast miasma. She frowned and looked at the disaster-like scene in front of her in a daze. It was hard to imagine. There are still people who can survive in this place that seems to have been hit by a meteorite.

"Brother..."

She muttered, and the next moment, two streaks of scarlet light suddenly appeared from the center where the bloody smell was the strongest.

The blood mist was stirred and gathered towards the center, and a figure appeared in the thick mist that seemed to ooze blood. The manic and bloodthirsty magic power surged on his body, the figure moved, and he slowly He stood up, revealing Menechel's face, but the blood mist from his mouth and nose and the pair of eyes full of killing intent revealed a strange aura.

He hooked his fingers, and the dragon sword returned to his hand in an instant.Afriel pursed her lips, drew out the rapier at her waist, and slowly assumed a defensive posture.

The blood mist gradually gathered, and the scarlet vertical pupils stared at the girl in front of him. His body trembled uncontrollably as if he was suppressing something. He lowered his head and the corners of his mouth frantically opened to both sides, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour. He showed his teeth like a wild beast, but he was firmly suppressed by something, and finally bit his lower lip with his teeth, and the oozing blood dripped down his chin to the ground.

The scarlet in the eyes began to fade, and the vertical pupils gradually enlarged until they returned to their original appearance, like the hoarse sound made by sandpaper rubbing against each other, spitting out from the opponent's mouth.

"It is you."

The blade of the sword fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and disintegrated into magic particles in the stirred up smoke and dust. Blood was dripping from the outside to the outside, Menechel breathed hard, and the surrounding blood mist was sucked into the abdominal cavity by him between breaths.

Afriel took two steps forward, and was stimulated by the high temperature on the opponent's body the moment she touched it, suppressing her subconscious mind to let go, Avril bent down and supported Minechel's arm to lift him up.

"My lord, the victor cannot fall."

"The winner...?" Hearing that Minechel's drooping head slowly lifted up, and she looked to her side, Afriel also followed Minechel's gaze, and cold sweat dripped from her cheeks. The back rises out.

Standing on the ruins, the red Lancer, whose chest was also pierced, supported his body with a gun and looked towards this side.

—Is he immortal?
Such absurd thoughts arose in Avriel's mind, obviously she had used the Noble Phantasm to forcibly lower the red Lancer's attributes to the level of hers, Avril thought that if she faced her elder brother It is absolutely impossible for that sword to survive.

Avriel looked at the red Lancer, and barely kept her poker face. She glanced sideways at Menechel beside her, and secretly blocked him behind with her body.

But the red Lancer just stood quietly, neither making a sound nor launching an attack. The flames on his body burned slowly, illuminating his pale face.

"No need to be vigilant."

The flames were completely extinguished at this time, and Avriel noticed the chapped hole in the red Lancer's chest, from which no blood flowed out.

The light blue magic light began to disintegrate upwards from his fingertips, and his voice was ethereal but convincing: "I have indeed lost this battle."

"But I didn't win either."

Menechel raised his head. At this moment, he regained some vitality, and his voice was no longer intermittent. His eyes reflected the current appearance of Hong Lancer, and there was a very lonely and shallow smile on the other party's face.

"No need to say that, Saber from the black side." The red Lancer's face was full of satisfaction after the battle, and he said softly: "I chose to fight when you were weak, so it is only natural for you to call for help, and it is not against morality The place."

Red Lancer's frankness made Menechel a little overwhelmed. He felt a little regretful after winning for the first time. It seemed that he shouldn't have defeated Red Lancer in this way.

"I haven't seen Ni's treasure yet, but I have tried my best here. If I win, it will be the greatest insult to me."

"That's it." The red Lancer's body has completely collapsed, leaving only his head surrounded by a piece of blue light.He raised his head as if trying to slow down the speed of his disappearance.

"Then we can only save it until next time."

The blue light drifted away, merged into the dust flying all over the sky, and disappeared completely under the extremely pale moonlight.The slightly cool night wind blew away the last trace of hotness in the air, and also took away the last trace of red Lancer's breath.

Witnessing the entire process of an evenly matched opponent leaving the field, Menechel felt a bit of sadness inexplicably at this time.

At first, Avriel accompanied Minechel to watch the direction where the red Lancer disappeared, but as time passed, her patience began to wear out, and she turned her head and stared blankly at Minechel, who was still staring ahead. Er, the expression on his face gradually became indifferent.

She let go of her hand decisively, and Minechel, who lost her support, immediately fell down.

Menechel was in a daze. He looked at Afriel with a little confusion in his eyes.

Afriel met Menechel's gaze, and her face remained calm: "I'm sorry, my lord, I can't bear you anymore."

Speaking of which, Avriel sighed softly as if she had no choice but to bend down again, trying to pull Minechel, who fell to the ground, while "habitually" reprimanding her:
"You still have to be brave after you've become like this, brother, you should learn to take care of yourself, don't follow your own temper..."

As she spoke, Afriel shut her mouth suddenly as if she had just come to her senses. She raised her brows and her voice became indifferent: "Sorry, I subconsciously just now..."

Although there was no flaw in the mouth, the rigidity of the body and the sudden withdrawal of the hand revealed the girl's true heart.

Afriel stepped back in a hurry, but her left foot accidentally tripped over her right foot, causing her center of gravity to lose balance instantly.

Menechel subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed Afriel's palm. Even though she was a little weak, it was still possible to hold a little girl.

Afriel, who had obtained a point of leverage, was pulled, and the center of gravity that was originally leaning back was immediately reversed, and the girl's entire body was buried in Minechel's chest.

Menechel also forgot to miss the red Lancer for a moment, he sat helplessly, his hands could only be placed on the ground in embarrassment.

So when Gord hurried over to check the situation, he saw Afriel lying in Menechel's arms.

Gold: ?

Another female knight, Saber, you are still playing pretty cool!
　Thanks to book friend 20201228074519665 for the reward

　　
　
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