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

Chapter 182 Can't Understand
The giant puppet "Adam" was split into two, and this time there was no chance of recovery, it disintegrated into scattered clods in mid-air.

The abnormal magical power disappeared along with the death of the host body, and the dragon sword sank into the soil with a "bang". Finally relieved, Menechel panted heavily and squatted down, relying on the sword to calm down the disordered breath.

The armor on his body quickly faded into magical dust.

In the battle with the Caster puppet, Menechel not only needs to limit "Adam" outside the barrier of isolation, but more importantly, the puppet is [immortal], and the cores located in both the head and the heart must be destroyed at the same time to completely wipe out.

Unfortunately, Menechel didn't have the ability to destroy two cores at the same time, and Archer, the other main attacker, was injured before he returned.Only just now did he fight again.

With the cooperation of the two Servants, the puppet was finally completely silent, but the excessive consumption of magic power made Menechel, who was already in the recuperation period, feel tired for a long time. At this time, he couldn't help feeling a little regret in his heart:
'I really shouldn't have swung the first two swords at will, my physical strength has degraded like this. '

[Saber, are you alright? ]

Gold's voice sounded in his mind, and Menechel subconsciously shook his head, but soon he realized that Gold was not here at this time.

【Don't worry, the man-made humans are fine on your side】

With Avriel at Gold's side, Menechel was not worried about a sneak attack by Servants lurking in the dark, but the battery that was crushed in the ruins was more worrying.

Gold was a little relieved when he heard Menechel's reply. He looked around at the man-made humans who had been pulled out from the ruins. Most of them fell out of the petri dishes due to external shocks. accounted for a very small number.

After a moment of silence, Gold stared, as if he had made up his mind.

[I lost a small part, but as long as you don't waste your mana at random, Saber, you don't need to worry about the offering of mana]
Menechel on the other side didn't seem to hear anything wrong from Gold's voice, he regained some strength, stood up straight and greeted the slowly approaching Ruler.

"Yo, Ruler, the enemy is down, so let's share the credit."

Of course Menechel knew that Ruler was trying to maintain the barrier, but he couldn't help but want to say something to Ruler.

After maintaining the enchantment for nearly two hours, Ruler's complexion was not very good. She ignored Menechel's yin and yang aura, slightly restrained the tiredness on her face, and said in a sincere tone: "Saber, although I don't know why... There are reasons why you hate me so much, but I hope we can have a good talk before going to war."

"No need." Menechel immediately rejected Ruler's proposal, he scattered the dragon sword in his hand and patted the dust off his body: "I will not let my personal emotions affect my judgment when the overall situation is uncertain, after all My dislike of you is nothing compared to my dislike of failure."

That almost merciless refusal clearly expressed Menechel's attitude, Ruler pursed her lips, and she could hear that only this sentence came from Saber's heart.

'It's just Saber, why are you so obsessed with winning? '

It was just a superficial thought out of emotion, but at the same time that Ruler's mind flashed, her eyes suddenly blurred.

Like snowflakes overlapping and overlapping, gradually covering the entire field of vision, and finally adding other colors from the middle of the snow white, the colors gradually form a frequently flickering picture.

"Revelation"

Different from the specific and continuous pictures in the past, what Ruler [sees] at this time is only the same picture that keeps flashing.

The huge white figure like fear itself wandered wantonly in the bright red.

Unable to see the details, unable to distinguish the age, unable to recognize, unable to understand, unable to be isomorphic, unable to resist——

The picture suddenly returned to calm amidst the uproar.

'what is that--'

Ruler raised his head abruptly, and cold sweat slid down her forehead. Although she only glanced at it, the visual impact that was about to explode silently alerted her - if she got closer, maybe even the spirit base would melt.

Can't understand, but Ruler dare not ignore the picture fed back by "Revelation".She could only guess secretly that it was the disaster caused by Amakusa Shiro.

……

can not forget.

The blood-smearing knights wandered among the flames, searching for survivors.

The knight did not bring salvation, on the contrary, the ruins and flames all over the ground were caused by the other party.

He didn't care about the consequences once he took the shot, as if killing all the enemies in front of him could calm down the blood mist that was churning like anger.

He was a Servant with extremely average values, and average also meant mediocrity. He didn't have Rider's defense, nor Berserker's rage, but he still survived.Not because he defeated the enemy, but because the enemy did not have time to kill him.

Saber's master was killed, and all the magic power was exhausted in order to provide Jueming's third sword. I never thought that my own achievements would become someone else's wedding dress.

The blood-stained dragon sword was so close to his face that Amakusa Shiro could even feel the wind blowing from his face.

The giant sword collapsed into scattered particles before falling on his face, and Saber's body also disappeared together.

If Matou Zouken hadn't been killed, if Saber hadn't introduced her killer move with complacency, if Rider and Berserker hadn't delayed the time...

All kinds of accidents constitute the only way for him to survive.

Amakusa Shiro clearly remembered the mockery in Saber's eyes when he looked directly into Saber's red eyes.

"Despicable Victory"

——Ah, I have no objection to that, even if it is a despicable victory, even if I am despised by all mankind and sentenced to crimes against humanity, I still want to rely on the Holy Grail to save all mankind.

Cruel things like war, bloody horrors like battles, should be buried in the torrent of time together with individual consciousness.

In a daze, Amakusa Shiro felt something cold on his face.Trying to open his eyes, Amakusa Shiro raised his eyes and saw Assassin's drooping face, he was lying on Assassin's lap at this time.

"Like a child, Master, having nightmares again?"

Assassin's words were soft, as if he was really coaxing a child.But such an abnormal behavior made Amakusa Shiro feel a little uneasy.

'Could it be that he just showed an unbearable expression unconsciously? '

"Just a little tired." Amakusa Shiro sat up, and Assassin didn't stop him, but just looked at his Master quietly.

"Saber's command spell has been successfully transplanted, but can the body bear the power to supply four servants at the same time?"

"There is no other way." Amakusa Shiro showed a helpless wry smile at Assassin: "If possible, I don't even want to abandon Black Caster."

Let the black Caster attack the castle of Yugdomilea, Amakusa Shiro never expects the other party to come back alive, Amakusa Shiro is just to prevent the followers of the black side from interfering with him to capture the red Saber.

Of course, if possible, Amakusa Shiro still expects "Adam" to destroy Black's artificial base.

"Is that little girl so important?"

Facing Assassin's question, the corner of Amakusa Shiro's mouth slightly raised: "Of course, I'm going to use her to deal with Black Saber's third sword."

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