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

Under the thick glow of the projection, the outline of the solid and towering holy spear showed a falling posture.

The magic power is completely contained within the gun body, and no magic power leaks out.But even so, even the dazzling golden light of the holy spear itself and the air pressure caused by its simple fall are enough to make people unable to open their eyes.

But in the blowing air and the cold golden light, Lancer was not affected at all. The bangs in front of his forehead were lifted up randomly, and his eyes covered in holy green reflected the blow in the sky that could be called a natural disaster.

Breaking through the clouds, the magic power accumulated at the tip of the spear seemed to be spinning.

But before the holy spear could completely fall - the tip of the spear just poked out from the clouds, and at the next moment, a bit of scarlet broke through the sand and dust blown up by the wind.The rose-red magic power that broke through the smoke and sand suddenly expanded in an instant, completely revealing the true appearance of the red snake fangs, which flew into the air and bit the spear tip on the horizon.

'coming. '

Lancer was not surprised, or in other words, if it was the Menechelle she knew, then no matter what the situation was, he would definitely make the choice at hand.

Menechelle might be able to survive the bombardment of the holy spear. Even if she couldn't survive, she would definitely seize the opportunity to die with her without her weapon during the pre-dawn time of the holy spear's fall.

——But Artoria is still in this city.

Of course Menechelle can choose victory, but for him, some things are more important than victory itself.

Taking advantage of the flaws in the opponent's character and the bottom line of the battle to win, Lancer hated herself so much. Not only had she completely lost her dignity as a king, she was even incapable of becoming a knight.

However, even in this situation, there are things that she absolutely cannot give in to.

——Britain under your rule will surely perish.The eternal utopia (Camelo) cannot be allowed to exist in the history of mankind no matter what.

——Unless you break away from the big tree of human history.

What echoed in her ears were the words Morgan had said to her.

The powerlessness of the past was now all concentrated on this shot.

'Out of panhuman history? '

'So be it. '

He raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes was gradually burned away by the flames of anger.

The scarlet thunder snake bloomed the moment it came into contact with the tip of the spear, and a heat wave swept out quickly. The magic power pushed the surrounding dust to explode layer by layer with this point as the core.

Starting from the tip of the spear, the holy spear constructed with magical power was peeled off and annihilated inch by inch.

An orange-red light spot bloomed above the tip of the gun.

The roar of the explosion was deafening.

Under that level of explosion, even Lancer's vision turned pure white at this moment, and all her senses became hazy and dreamy at this moment.

There was a cold touch in her right hand, and the holy spear returned to her hand.Almost at the same time, blue-gold fluorescence lit up on his chest. Avalon's healing light quickly dispelled the hazy white barrier wall, and his vision and the burn scars on his body that were affected by the explosion were all restored.

The reddish fly ash obscured the field of vision, and the thin smoke gradually formed a figure in front of Artoria - it was blurry, but his figure could be distinguished even in silhouette.

The spear thrust out - the explosion of the Noble Phantasm deprived Menechelle of hearing, smell, and all senses. Even the five senses enhanced by the dragon's blood could not be used in the current situation. effect.

And the fact was exactly as Lancer expected. Menechelle was still holding the red sword full of cracks. Although her eyes were open, there was no divine light.

click.

There was a tiny crisp sound from the sword.

Then, the cracks that were already covering the sword expanded further, this time penetrating the entire sword, and the sword fell into pieces.

Almost at the same time, the spear stabbed out silently,

The tip of the spear broke through the surface of the body and the arc of electricity pierced directly into Menechel's heart.

Lancer's eyes widened, not daring to relax.

The magic power poured into Menechel's body along the spear, and the golden stream of light penetrated the body and spurted out from his back. This time, there was no thunder snake roaring to dry up the blood.

Clang.

This was the sound of the broken sword falling to the ground with only the hilt left.

pat.

This was the sound of Menechiel placing his hand on the barrel of his gun.

Lancer's eyes narrowed and he increased his magic power transport.Suddenly, the flesh and blood on Menechel's left hand, which was covering the barrel of the gun, was scorched.

The electric arc that was beating all the time dimmed and extinguished little by little. Finally, Menechelle's raised head lowered, and the shadow of the hair hanging down from his forehead covered his eyes.

The thunder was completely silent at this moment.

--ended.

The discomfort stuck in his throat made Lancer purse his lips.

This was not an enemy she defeated.This is just the opponent she killed.

——It’s really ridiculous.

The hand holding the gun was slightly loose, and Lancer's iceberg-like face curved into a self-deprecating arc.

——In order to save her Menechiel, she had to kill Menechiel.She grasped the gun shaft slightly and pushed the tip of the gun inward a little further.

Menechelle's upright body slowly softened, and he fell backwards with Lancer's strength. The tip of the gun got stuck on the ground, preventing his body from lying completely on the ground.

"Ok?"

Lancer subconsciously uttered a nasal sound, but immediately, a faint blue-gold fluorescence lit up in her field of vision.

Warm and soft light, that is the light of Avalon.

'Could it be that……'

She remembered that the scabbard of this era was being entrusted to Menechelle by her in this era.

Lancer instinctively felt the danger. She wanted to sweep her spear across Menechiel's body, but Menechiel's left hand trapped her wrist. This time, Lancer could not react at all.

And almost at the same time, Menechel, who had lowered his head and made no sound, suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows raised high due to exertion, and his eyes, which were already dead, now seemed to be resurrected by embers. The raging flames ignited again.

Golden magic bloomed, completely destroying Menechelle's left hand. Facing the trapped beast's desperate blow, Lancer did not dare to delay and quickly retreated. Menechelle's body was pierced by a spear and nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch. But Menechelle However, Xie Er's right hand still moved.

The broken sword was still left on the ground. He turned his palm and threw out the cold light hidden in his palm towards Lancer - it was soaked in a little bit of blood, but it still couldn't cover the sharp fragments inside, which were taken from countless pieces. One of the hidden fragments among the dragon sword fragments.

It's just that the weight is too small. If it is used to kill enemies, it is not even as good as Menechel's soft fist at this time.

Lancer caught the sharp debris flying towards her heart, and the instinctive reaction she had developed through long-term battles on the battlefield allowed her to make an instant decision.

His hands were folded in front of him to protect him, and the blue-gold fluorescence on his chest wrapped his hands along his shoulder blades.

But it was this action that prevented her from seeing clearly the gleaming light in Menechelle's eyes at this moment.

The thunder that had stopped roared again in his right palm, but it just stopped in his palm.

Chi Lei overlapped and squeezed open the flesh, pulling out another piece of debris from the wound between his palms.

The blood-stained sword blade was wrapped in a red thunder snake, and the already dim red texture seemed to come alive at this moment.

The Razer shot out with the debris wrapped around it, and instantly penetrated another debris along the way.

One blow, penetration!

The folded elbows felt pain at first, and then quickly lost consciousness. Lancer was horrified to find that his right hand was on fire. He pulled off the burning arm with his left hand and had no time to do anything more.

The inconspicuous blade fragment pierced her armor and arms under the influence of magic power, and stabbed into her heart.

His eyes didn't dare to relax for a moment, and his body was operating to its limit at this moment.

The bright red Razer came closer, closer.

And just when he was about to sink into her throat, Lancer finally turned around.

Clang!
There was a sound like glass being broken through.

She didn't have the heart to care.

because.

Disappeared.

When she looked back, the heart-stopping magic power and the broken sword itself had completely disappeared.

No matter whether you use your eyes to see or sense the magic, everything is useless.

clack-clack-

The armor screamed, and a crack opened unsatisfactorily. Then, there was another crack. The crack started from the gap on the chest and spread all over the body in an instant. Amidst bursts of crackling sounds, the red aurora was suppressed to the extreme. At this moment, it completely burst out from under the armor.

boom!
This is the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Blood foam poured out of his mouth uncontrollably, dripping down his chin and onto the hollow in his chest. Lancer's body swayed.Looking down, he caught a glimpse of the small hole in his chest.

As he stared, the wound spread from his chest to his abdomen. Although the blue-gold light continued to mend the wound, the black energy escaping from it blocked the blue light.

——So it turns out that the rupture is my own spiritual foundation.

This is--

Lancer was stunned.

——Menechel’s fourth Noble Phantasm?
Lancer's eyes turned to the other side. Menechelle, who had thrown the final blow, was lying down completely, and his body was completely submerged in the holy spear. The palm of his open right hand was already dripping with blood.He had lost the last of his magic power, and had nothing left to activate Avalon. He could only let this small injury, which was usually negligible, take away his vitality.

However, Menechelle still opened her eyes and turned her head to look at her quietly.

Reaching out to wipe away the blood stains on his chest, Lancer pretended that nothing was wrong and slowly walked towards Menechelle in a relaxed manner.

However, the broken spirit base could not be concealed. Lancer's body was swaying, but he walked towards Menechelle.

But Menechelle seemed to know his ending. He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a proud and satisfied smile.

"Yes...\I won."

Tip: Hidden Sword