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

Chapter 385 Kay?
--Da da!
There was the sound of heavy objects squeezing on the lawn, and a gust of cold air was approaching here along with the stiff footsteps.

The biting coldness was like a poisoned dagger, forcefully bringing Menechelle's dazed consciousness back to reality.

——Not dead?

This was the first thought that came to mind, and the heat in his chest dissipated the numbness in his body.

The scabbard moved slowly but surely, and Avalon pulled him back from the edge of death.

but.

Menechelle was a little dazed, and his brain, which was sluggish because he had just woken up, was temporarily shut down.

According to his original plan, in order to liberate the third sword, he did not retain even a trace of magic power, not even the magic power to use skills to recover injuries, let alone Avalon.

Could it be that Saber regretted it in the end and failed to strike the third sword?

Menechel forced himself to open his eyes. The sceneries he saw were blurred due to the high overlap. Heat flowed into his eyes. He tried to open his eyes several times. Finally, through a small slit, he could see. Clear the scene nearby.

Closer to him, there was a ball of holy golden humanoid burning quietly. From the limbs to the head, every inch of skin was burned to ashes by the light blue flames. The blue-gold flames pressed against the opponent. The palm on his chest was transmitted to his body - the warmth he felt before was the heat generated by its burning.

——That’s it.

Menechelle closed her eyes again.

The blowing wind brought a bit of sinister coldness and humidity.

——He was actually saved by the enemy?

He was showing off tricks and creating false impressions, and tried his best to severely injure Lancer, but Lancer saved his life before dying.

What is this, a declaration of strong status declaring to him "I can save you or kill you"?
Unable to explain what he was feeling, Menechel thought rather complicatedly.

His lungs were burning with pain, and having Lancer's spear thrust straight into his chest had obviously damaged his lungs. Fortunately, half of his body was now mixed with the spiritual energy of the heroic spirit, so he didn't rely too much on breathing.

Clang.

A crisp sound made Menechelle open her eyes again. At this time, the remaining remains of Lancer had almost been completely burned out. Suddenly, a palm-sized piece of bright light stained with flames suddenly fell in the quiet leaping flames. A thing of gold.

It landed on the scorched earth, spun around a few times, and then rolled in one direction.

Even though there was a curtain of fire, Menechel could still identify what it was.

Holy Grail.

This is the root cause of this change.It's also what makes Lancer go crazy - she seems to believe that she can change her ending in this way.

However, it's all over.

Menechelle moved her swollen and sore arms to grab the Holy Grail that was so close.But one hand grasped the Holy Grail before him.

The sound of "sizzling" like throwing fire into the ice blasted in his ears, and Menechelle's outstretched hand froze in place.

Anyone else?
There was someone beside him until just now?

But why didn't he smell any stranger's breath!

A horrifying trembling feeling was like a bolt of lightning that flashed through Menechelle's chaotic brain. He immediately slapped his outstretched hand to the ground and bounced his body in the opposite direction.

A smell of decay came belatedly at this time.The stench, as if the corpse had been soaked in water for a long time and then fished out and dried in the hot sun, penetrated Menechelle's nose from all directions.

After rolling around for several times without even a sound of footsteps coming from behind, Menechelle finally sat up.

After closing the distance, without the obstruction of Lancer's wreckage, Menechelle could see the scenery farther away. He finally saw the figure standing between him and the burning mass of heroic spirits - if that was still the case If you can call it a human being.

His face was blue-gray, and his disgusting joints were so red and swollen that you could even see abscesses. Except for the right hand holding the Holy Grail, which was almost covered with ice in most corners of his body. The frost on his right hand melted away under the flames of the Holy Grail, along with the frost on his palm. It turned into corpse water and fell on the ground drop by drop - obviously the disgusting rotten smell just now came from it.

Compared to a human being, this is more like a frozen corpse dug out of the frost. The only difference from a frozen corpse is that it can still move.

The frozen corpse seemed to have no wisdom of its own, and paid no attention to Menechel, nor did he care about the Holy Grail that was burning rapidly on his body, moving stiffly and rapidly.

The creation of magic - necromantic magic!
Menechelle grabbed the pieces of the sword blade on the ground and threw them towards the back of the corpse. The tip of the sword shards sank into the back of the corpse, but was blocked by the armor-like layer of ice and leaked out. Most of the force failed to achieve the goal of splitting the body into two.

Menechel wanted to search for the sword scum again, but the sword scum he had carried with him when he moved was still some distance away.

Before he could find a new throwing object, the body took two steps forward and suddenly stopped slowly.

It turned around.

"..."

Menechelle saw the slate-grey face clearly.

Then he opened his mouth silently.

because.

Under that very light layer of frost was that mean face that was so familiar in the past that I believe it will be remembered for a long time after death.

"Kai." The frozen corpse seemed to notice his weakness and approached step by step.

Menechelle stood up eagerly.

But as Lancer disappeared, Avalon's healing effect also slowed down.

"Ha, if it were you, you should have said just now - [Your attack can defeat Lancer, but it cannot defeat me, so I am stronger than you and Artoria (Lancer)]."

He smiled, but deep down he was not relaxed.

——Oops, I thought it was just a puppet that mechanically followed instructions, but it turned out that it also had an automatic mechanism to fight the enemy.

Simply, Menechelle did not move. His eyes narrowed, and his sharp red eyes showed a dangerous luster.

Although unable to move, if the controller of this frozen corpse really thought that he could only be slaughtered by others, he would be completely wrong. He secretly accumulated strength and waited for the frozen corpse to approach - there was no chance that he could justifiably punch Kai's head open. many.

So comforting myself.

However, the frozen corpse suddenly stopped five steps away from Menechelle.

Avalon was still repairing his injuries unhurriedly.

Menechelle clearly saw that the body that should have lost all its functions as a human suddenly exhaled a breath of white breath.

The white gas spit out from the mouth of the frozen corpse and quickly condensed into a circle of ice slag, heading towards the direction of Menechelle's head.

Menechel raised his palm to grab the ice spike. As soon as his palm touched the ice spike itself, it was quickly covered with a layer of dirty black air.

The turbid air carried a chilling feeling, spreading along the skin towards Menechelle's hand.

Almost at the same time, a chill suddenly lit up in his eyes.The long and slender sword thrust forward with a straight thrust.

The long sword pierced the flesh, but Menechiel blocked the thrust with his left hand. The tip of the sword passed through the palm of his hand and pierced into Menechiel's left shoulder. Menechiel also took the opportunity to grab the handle of the sword.He firmly controlled the movements of the frozen corpse.

Almost at the same time, a sword slashed from the side fell on the frozen corpse's back neck, leaving a blood mark on it.

Arturia, who was covered in blood, pressed down on the sword again, but before she could take any further action, the frozen corpse suddenly waved his right hand, and the hand holding the Holy Grail shook out the stinking corpse water.

Arturia, who instinctively sensed something was wrong, saw the frozen corpse's next move. She gritted her teeth but did not dodge.

"Ok?"

The Holy Grail that Frozen Corpse was planning to hit on Menechelle's head was stopped because Arturia took the corpse water forcibly.Seeing that the Holy Sword of Houjin was glowing with golden light, he could only let go of the sword and retreat.

There was a burning and corrosive feeling on her face, but Arturia did not give in at all. She stood between Menechelle and Kai.

"You can talk, you..."

She opened one eye and saw the frozen corpse's face clearly. There was a look of sullenness on her face, and her tone could not help but deepen:

"You are indeed different from the rabble outside the city! Are you the leader!"

"This scene seems familiar."

Kai's stiff and blackened lips wriggled, and a sound came out from the ulcerated vocal cords. The dirty white air was spit out little by little as he spoke.

"Do not make jokes!"

Only this time, the frozen corpse made no sound, and the dirty white color completely enveloped him.Arturia realized that he wanted to leave, and the holy golden magic exploded on the blade.

"Excailbur!"

The holy sword was raised, and the stardust-like power rushed towards Bai Shuang. The ice was washed away without any hindrance. Kai's stiff facial muscles in the white mist showed a trace of surprise.

Half of his body was swallowed up without any hindrance.

The holy golden light curtain cut open the frozen corpse, and the Holy Grail was thrown to the ground, and rolled back to Artoria's feet.

After doing all this, Artoria was already out of breath.She looked at Kai's frozen corpse lying on the ground like a piece of rag.

Artoria looked at her and raised her sword to prepare for a last strike. A smile appeared on that half of her face:

"Artoria, good job."

Artoria was slightly startled.

It was at this dazed moment that Kai's cheeks suddenly puffed up and he blew out a breath in Artoria's face.

Artoria immediately raised her sword to protect her face and retreated, but she was still a step too late.

The turbid air flashed on the sword blade, freezing it with a layer of frost.Taking advantage of this short period of time, Kai's body was once again surrounded by white mist and quickly disappeared.

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