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

Chapter 495: Knights of the Round Table, answer the call
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The surrounding light seemed to dim at this moment, converging towards the sword. Only the holy sword in Menechel's hand was emitting an orange light like the sun.

Scarlet blood covered his body, and the unknown blood flowed along the palm to the sword. Menechelle crossed the sword, and with her body stimulated to the extreme by magic, she pulled out a scarlet sword light from the knight's sword, and The fluorescence drew a cold arc in the air, and the Razer followed the arc and raged forward, violently venting its overloaded magic power to the surroundings before the heavy sword fell.

A bit of scarlet bloomed the moment the sword blade made contact with the spear tip, and a heat wave quickly swept out.

"Oath to liberation, this is a battle to protect civilization——"

"Noble Phantasm!"

"Matthew! That blow ignored defense!"

Of course Matthew knew, but she still set up the shield. The glazed light curtain spread in all directions along the erected shield, forming an illusory white jade city wall.

"Appear, the city of broken dreams!"

Just the next moment.

boom!
The roar of the explosion was deafening.

The vision became pure white, and all the senses became hazy and dreamy at this moment, as if they were in an illusion. I don't know how long it lasted, and the concept of time became sluggish at this moment.

A burst of frenzied air suddenly tore at his body. The noble phantom lasted for less than a second before it was shattered like a piece of stone. The slash of annihilation passed over the shield and accurately hit the girl behind the shield. Mashu's body fell uncontrollably. She fell in the direction of the airflow, but as soon as she took a step back, a burning sensation spread throughout her body. The pain that came from her body made her lower her head. The holy golden color spread horizontally from her abdomen. There was no flesh and blood from the wound, only pure golden light.

This was an injury I had seen on Merlin before.

"In the name of the Command Seal again! Mashu! Hold on!"

The red magic power acted on her body, and the broken flesh and blood regenerated rapidly with the support of the command spell, but the speed of regeneration could not keep up with the speed of the destruction of muscle tissue. The golden stigmata stretched Mashu's muscles bit by bit, causing Mashu's body to repeat the process of being destroyed, repaired and destroyed again.

But such severe pain made Ma Xiu more and more awake, and the noble shield of the round table fluttered in the wind.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

She growled, thrusting her shield forward.

The third stroke of the Command Seal lit up again, like a flickering flame in the storm.

Matthew paused even as he kept retreating.

boom!
The magic light beam that rushed forward along with the slash was cut off by the large shield and refracted toward the sky further away.

She glanced at her feet with lingering fear, just wiping her stepped feet. The soil there showed a burnt color, and the dark red light slowly extinguished in the deep recessed earth.

Except for the ground they were standing on now, this flat land was plowed into deep ravines by the fluctuations caused by the magic collision just now.

If the front was hit by that shock wave, there probably wouldn't even be any powder left behind.

Her feet weakened, and the stored magic power and all the command spells were completely exhausted by the sword just now. If it weren't for Galahad's shield, she might not even be qualified to face this sword directly, right?

However, she had to withstand two more blows like this before she could win.

Matthew hesitated. For the first time, she felt confused about her mission.

Not only because of confusion about the power of the title, but also because of confusion about his own position. This time, even their inhibitions are on the opposite side of them. Is there really any point in such a battle?

The armor on her abdomen cracked, and the golden magic power in the wound failed in its struggle with the command spell, but it still left a wound that almost pierced her.

"Matthew!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately supported Mashu, her hands lit up with fluorescent green healing magic, and the wound on Mashu's abdomen slowly regenerated under the healing magic.

Compared to Mash's tragic situation, Menechelle on the other side was not even covered in dust.

"Strange spiritual base. My output value is increasing, but the spiritual base's endurance value is decreasing."

He shook his head and ignored this trivial matter. Scarlet blood flowed into the holy sword again along the palm of his hand.

"You may hate me, but the history of metahumanity and you ends here."

"Senior, hide behind me!"

Mashu stood up, but his body was already shaky. Thanks to Fujimaru Ritsuka's quick eyesight and quick hands, he did not fall down again.

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Feeling the air in front of him that was overheated and vibrating due to the accumulation of magic power again, Ma Xiu's heart was filled with despair.

Yes, that's it.

Although he still held up his shield, Mashu no longer believed that he could block the second sword. The spiritual base information collected by Chaldea made it clear to her that the output index of the three supreme swords increased step by step.

"That kind of thing..."

"That kind of thing-"

"How could we accept it?"

However, when Mashu had already given up, Fujimaru Ritsuka's heartbreaking cry came from beside her.

"Whether it's civilization or human beings, who would understand if you put such lofty words on your lips?"

"No one cares about the justice of your actions. If your justice is an existential disaster for our world, then you should be defined as evil!"

Menechelle glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka, but when faced with the sharp gaze like a sword cutting across her cheek, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked back without fear:

"Hate you? Thank you? Understand you? Who cares? We never think of ourselves as saviors or righteous partners! We are so tired, so tired! We just want to live!"

"It's just a crown. In order to get here, we were also helped by countless servants and received help from more than one crowned servant. How could we fall here!"

"Matthew!"

"Yes!"

Matthew stepped out in response. Even if she fails, she will never give up before her seniors!

Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists. On the back of her hand, the faint traces of the command spell that became dim due to exhaustion lit up on the back of her hand. The heat flow was transmitted along the back of her hand to every magic circuit in her body. , the not-so-bright dark red halo seems to have become the focus of the world at this moment.

"This is……"

"Servant summons."

Now, at this moment, a certain servant is about to be summoned!
I don’t know who it is, and I don’t know what role it plays. But just following his instinct, he blurted out the mantra he chanted: "Guardian of the Two Scales, suppress the Wheel of the World!"

The command spell connected the earth veins, and the earth veins pulled the roots, forming a blue summoning circle. But before he even had time to see who was coming out of the large exploding blue light, Jianwei was already chasing after him.

The next moment, there was an exaggerated collision sound that almost destroyed human eardrums.

Circles of shock waves spread out from the interface where the two collided, and the ground was torn apart easily. Under the strong wind pressure that spread wantonly, Matthew tried his best to steady her steps, but the ground she landed on was torn apart first. Crushed, it was blown away by the strong wind like powder, turned into something smaller than dust and crushed in the air.

Mashu lost his center of gravity and was unable to stabilize his body in the oncoming turbulence. He could only hold Fujimaru Ritsuka tightly in his arms and pray that he could block most of them with his body when he landed. s attack.

But her flying body was hit by a strong arm. All the scorching heat was isolated at this moment, and a completely gentle male voice came to Mashu's ears.

"After hearing such a voice and feeling such a strong fighting spirit, how can we, as Knights of the Round Table, sit still."

Swish!
The heat flow caused by the explosion subsided under this sword, and Mashu felt his duckweed-like body being placed lightly on the ground.

"That is……"

The blue cloak was fluttering in the wind, and the short purple hair was weighed down by the random flapping air. The bright silver armor on his body also showed signs of scorch due to the sparks floating in the air, but even so, the knight still clung to the lake-blue coat. The sword stood in front of her.

This is Lancelot, the Knight of the Round Table, and further in front of Lancelot is a broken body with only the lower half of his body remaining. It was chopped off very neatly from the waist. Not to mention the blood, the remaining torso was also scorched. In front of the broken body, only a broken sword fell on the ground. The gorgeous silver sword body was extremely dim at this time. It breaks down into the most basic magic factors in the wind and slowly disappears.

Obviously, he was the one who stood at the front and blocked the fatal sword just now.

"Dad, and..."

"That's Gao Wenqing."

Lancelot didn't even look back, his eyes were fixed on Menechelle who had once again gathered his magic power, and his emotions could not be seen from the side of his face.

As a companion who was summoned together, Lancelot witnessed the entire battle. Gawain responded to the call and took the initiative to let go of his belt, using his Noble Phantasm to bear most of the impact for them. As the deputy, Lancelot was under much less pressure.

"I'm sorry, but at this time, the only ones answering the call are me and servants of his level."

"No, that's not it." Matthew shook his head in confusion: "That's not the point. It should be impossible to summon a Servant of Pan-Human History in Britain."

"This is indeed how it should be, but [we] are a different matter. Someone in this country has inherited our name. Although I don't know who is using my name, but thanks to that person's activity, I and Gao Wenqing are honored to be part of this wonderful moment.”

"Other things, we were told when we were summoned - my spirit base can't last a few minutes." Lancelot suddenly raised the sword. He held the sword in both hands, and the sword's body glowed with lake blue light The dizziness suddenly spread: "But I know what I should do!"

Just to buy some time, he and Gawain answered the call.

"This summons is not to defeat the enemy. My only mission is to withstand the First Knight's sword - to open up a path to victory for my colleagues!"

　My calculation was wrong, there are still six chapters left to finish this volume.

　　(End of this chapter)