I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

Milian made a curry stick.

This is the sure-win sword she poured all her magic power into.

Her family has recorded the glorious deeds of countless ancestors.

Although some of these deeds are not in line with historical facts, this does not prevent Milion from growing up with the glory of her ancestors.

At the end of these family inheritance books, it is recorded that the ancestors died because of betrayal.

The betrayers declared that King Arthur had no heirs.

Even historically, it is said that King Arthur does not exist at all.

But it must be there.

The existence of Milion, the name she inherited, the bloodline of Pendragon, these all are proofs of the alive existence of King Knight.

She firmly believes this.

This kind of firm belief has also become Mi Lien's belief, allowing her to live to the present.

When she was one year old, when she caught Zhou, she caught the family emblem and celebrated with the common people.

At the age of two, the first word she learned was "Excalibur".

When she was a child, she often held up the wooden sword and shouted curry sticks at the human-shaped wooden target.

At the age of four, she sleeps with her ancestor's sword in her arms every day.

At the age of six, she began to learn swordsmanship.

The sword dao that prevailed at that time was the main stab. But she prefers to celebrate New Year's Eve, which is more enjoyable.

At the age of eight, she bumped and bumped and was abused by the sword dao teacher in the family over and over again.

The teachers shook their heads one after another, secretly sighed caught the clan emblem at the age of one year, and was destined to carry forward Pandragon Clan to Milion. On the sword dao, the innate talent was worrying.

At the age of twelve, a big sister in black clothed clothes and masks came to Pandragon Clan quietly, saying that she was going to teach her "the way to victory".

That eldest sister has a golden short hair, which is very similar to her hair color, and her voice is cold, which inexplicably makes Mi Lien feel good.

She thought stupidly at the time,

It would be nice if her voice can be so beautiful when she grows up.

There must be a pretty face under the mask of the big sister.

The girl's heart was filled with something called "longing".

At the age of thirteen, she has become acquainted, and she has started to beat invincible players of the same age.

At the age of fourteen, the mysterious big sister left and never appeared again.

Big sister said that one day they will meet.

At the age of fifteen, she inherited the name of "Knight King" and officially inherited the sword of her ancestors. The elders in the clan are very happy, and legend has it that the ancestors back then were particularly able to eat.

Million believes that the sword of the ancestors and the glory of the ancestors are invincible.

"Sure to win."

Therefore, that sword is called the "Sword of Oath of Victory."

It means-"I will make a vow with this sword to bring victory to the kingdom"!

But,

But,

But.

"Pu Tong."

The exhausted Mi Lien, her knees weakened, kneeled involuntarily on the ground.

She stared at Zhao Zilong 20 meters away in a daze.

Except for the violent shaking of his right arm, his whole body is unscathed.

This sword, even the fluttering cloak of the opponent, did not penetrate.

He actually blocked it!

But I didn't completely block it!

In that gorgeous golden light, Mi Lien can see exactly what happened just now.

Zhao Zilong was in a flash, and the tip of his gun vibrated wildly. The frequency of the vibrating almost made naked eye unable to catch it. The trembling tip of the spear gently opened a corner when the rays of light of that sword was about to smash in front of him.

It was the seemingly relaxed stroke that pushed Mi Lien's Treasure Item "Sword of Oath of Victory" aside, and rushed towards the sky diagonally.

Zhao Zilong roared towards the sky, is extremely cheerful.

He laughed cheerfully, seemingly excited because he blocked the sword.

Mi Lien suddenly felt that she could understand each other's feelings very well.

Such a powerful sword, if she could block it, she would smile into such a wild look.

"I am defeated."

Mi Lien lowered her head.

Zhao Zilong walked towards Mi Lien step by step.

In the process of walking, Zhao Zilong's trembling right arm returned to calm with his steps.

Zhao Zilong is actually not as easy as it seems on the surface.

At that moment, he used skillful energy.

Faced with a boom, he couldn't fight that sword.

"Actually, I was the one who lost. But in the end it was me who won, Zhao Zilong."

Zhao Zilong long spear pointed horizontally, giving the enemy general Mi Lien the highest praise .

The implication is that he blocked the sword, it was not the collision of the Martial Artist sword, so he lost.

But he will win the generals on this battlefield, so he won.

He Changshan Zhao Zilong, he will take down the first rank of enemy generals!

"No."

Mi Lien struggled to get up, she used her last strength to erect the golden long sword in front of her.

She is obviously exhausted.

Obviously she doesn't even have the power to swing a sword.

It is obvious that her magic power has been exhausted, and she can no longer squeeze a drop of it.

But,

Mi Lien still stood up.

The glory of the ancestor warned her that she can die and lose, but she must not give up, and she must not be killed by the enemy while lying down.

"Let's shine, the glory of the ancestors!"

There was a touch of determination to die on Mi Lien's face!

"Pretty."

Zhao Zilong body moved, long spear pierced straight into Mi Lien's throat!

"Sorry, her life is mine."

Just when Mi Lien was about to die under the gun of Zhao Zilong.

A ray of light flickering bullet shot from behind Mi Lien.

A bullet!

Mi Lien was taken aback.

It's Yi Lin!

Yi Lin is here!

The cook is here!

Mi Lien was surprised, and at the same time deep in one's heart, she was rarely touched.

In front of Zhao Zilong's eyes, the rays of light flashed. He changed the direction of the gun tip almost the instant the bullet was fired!

"Ding!"

The tip of the gun at the end, the moment it touched the bullet, the barrel of the gun was suddenly bent forty-five degrees, as if it would be crushed at any time Off.

Zhao Zilong looked at the squeezed Yajiao gun in shock, but he reacted faster than his shock, his footsteps changed, he suddenly twisted his body in a strange movement, and the long spear stretched out and swayed. , The terrifying power from the tip of the gun was instantly relieved of 80%.

"From this moment on, let the world feel pain!"

A circle appeared behind Mi Lien, and Yi Lin appeared from behind the teleportation circle holding a double gun. Seeing Zhao Zilong blocked the shot with his spear power, he did not hesitate to block and glared at Zhao Zilong, who had not adjusted his posture, and released [Disaster Spreader].

this time,

Yi Lin has finally read the limits of skills to the full. It is gratifying.

I can read it so long, not because of Yi Lin's whim, nor because Yi Lin missed the beginning. But in fact, when Yi Lin was studying skills and successfully unblocked [Disaster Spreader], he developed two completely different skills unblocking methods.

One is to shorten the singing time as much as possible, infinitely close to the "instant" effect.

The second is to greatly increase the perfusion of spirit energy value while retaining the original chanting limit, so that this small consumption skill becomes a medium consumption skill, and the influence of the negative state is expanded.

In short, those who are recruited can greatly reduce the resistance of the "will" attribute, and will inevitably have more than two negative states, and will extend the duration of the negative state!

Under the influence of the rules of the Holy Grail War, each suitable rank has strengthened the "magic power", so that they have terrifying resistance to various magic effects and negative states.

From the beginning of understanding the rules of the Holy Grail, Yi Lin has noticed that this world seems to be full of malice towards him.

Therefore, facing the legendary military commander Zhao Zilong who had a great military exploits in the previous life, Yi Lin can only use this method of lifting the ban to make his skills effective.

The invisible and colorless force of disaster shoots at Zhao Zilong.

So far, Zhao Zilong has not recovered his balance in order to block Yi Lin’s 10th layer supercharged and recharged bullets.

This is the best time for a sneak attack!

Yi Lin knows that this is not kind.

But even Mi Lien, who is good at close combat, and Zhao Zilong are forced to this point. Talking about martial arts with each other is an inviting humiliation to oneself, and it is not ashamed.

Yi Lin believes that with the other side's mind, he will not mind such details.

"Huh!"

Zhao Zilong blocked the bullet, and under his feet, the ground collapsed.

The strength of the bullet was removed by him.

At this time,

Zhao Zilong's chest, the mirror-like decoration, rays of light flashed.

The more dazzling reflection, from the mirror, bounced back towards Yi Lin.

"My grass?"

……

"Hundred evils do not invade the copper mirror"

"Level" B

"Type" vs. Magic Treasure Item

"Valid range" 1~15

"Maximum capture"?

……

The invisible calamity force bounced back towards Yi Lin after being reflected by the mirror armor.

Thanks to Yi Lin's quick response.

Without a word, another ability was activated.

"ao tú tú 突—"

In the void, in front of Yi Lin, a burst of square-shaped streamers appeared.

The blue squares quickly formed the shape of the night dire in front of Yi Lin.

The lonely gentleman of Cybertron, Night Dire, came across the border!

Nightmare, appeared!

It hasn't appeared for a long time. Before the body has fully condensed, the exhaust pipe that has condensed in half has already discharged the wave.

It knows that it has a heavy responsibility. In midair, Dire takes the initiative to transform into a Cybertron mode.

The steel giant slammed, blocking the light reflected in Zhao Zilong's mirror armor.

"?"

Next second,

The tall Cybertron motorcycle rider happily twisted between Zhao Zilong and Yi Lin Waist.

Zhao Zilong's complexion was slightly startled, and the appearance of Night Dire made him hesitate for a moment.

This one after another appearance disrupted Zhao Zilong's rhythm.

It was obviously a heads-up, suddenly it turned into a group fight, and no one could accept it.

But he is a Legendary general after all, an experienced Legendary general. After a brief loss of consciousness, he picked up the end spear and stabbed the headlights on the headlights flashing on the front of Dire's chest.

The car lights shattered and the night dire screamed, but the damage was not serious.

The skill effect of [Disaster Spreader] was bounced back and landed on the poor Dire head.

One shot after another, Zhao Zilong stabbed Dire on the body and swiped it on the head, exerting his equal sportsmanship on the battlefield and attacking ruthless.

The armor plate of Dire has been strengthened and is not covered. The guns Zhao Zilong pierced out in a hurry left pits in the armor plate of Dire, but it still couldn't move Dire's muscles and bones.

With Zhao Zilong's strength, he has long since reached the point where he can stab people without a gun. But Dire is too hard.

Zhao Zilong frowned, found the opponent in front of him, and slightly knocked his teeth.

First it was charm, then stun, and then added a blinding.

After a series of negative states, Night Dire was hit by Zhao Zilong one by one, and it was pitted.

Zhao Zilong stopped.

"Interesting."

Zhao Zilong long spear stood diagonally in front of him and stopped firing.

Because he found that Yi Lin and Mi Lien, who were still hiding behind the armored man just now, disappeared there at some unknown time.

After a while, a burst of rays of light flashed, and the night dire disappeared in place.

Zhao Zilong looked into the distance, the faintly discernible city, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At this moment, Celia issued instructions to Zhao Zilong through the spell.

"Retreat?"

Zhao Zilong frowned, lost in thought.

……

This battle is over temporarily.

For the time being.

After counting the number, the number of Uruk soldiers who came back alive from the battlefield was less than a thousand.

To be precise, it is six hundred and twenty-three.

This is a fierce battle.

Among the six heroic spirits who went on the expedition, only Yi Lin and Mi Lien were left to return to Uruk City alive.

There are too many dead on the battlefield. The remaining people, already incapable of collecting corpses for them.

When Yi Lin returned to Uruk City, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

A big hole was broken in the city wall.

Starting from the city wall, a ravine with a width of ten meters extends to the front of the temple.

The people of Uruk, old and young women and children, suffered thousands of casualties under this wave of attacks.

The whole city of Uruk is shrouded in silent despair.

Under this wave of offensive, the surviving Uruk citizens seem to have lost the ability to cry.

As far as Yi Lin can see, there is a dazed and numb emotion on everyone's face.

Among the soldiers who survived, part of their limbs was mutilated, their bodies were stained with blood, and they lost their battle strength.

Even Mi Lien, who has always been high-spirited and vigorous, had a rare sad look on her face when she witnessed the tragedy of Uruk City with her own eyes.

In front of the city gate, Siduli found Yi Lin with an ugly face and Mi Lien who was confused.

"My king has an order, please take a good rest to meet the upcoming hard fight."

Siduli was still wearing a tulle and said, bowing. Her tone was incredibly calm, as if everything in front of her couldn't make her feel the slightest fluctuation.

"What about others?"

"My king has an order, please--"

Siduli intends to repeat what she said just now.

Yi Lin interrupted Siduli rudely: "I ask, where are Gilgamesh people?"

Siduli was silent for a moment and closed her eyes.

After a while, Siduli opened her eyes again, and slowly replied: "The king has another sentence for you."

"Say."

""Dare to come to this king's palace to disturb this king's rest, so bring your mortal consciousness, reptile." This is what my king said. "

Yi Lin rolled his eyes.

This sentence really has his style.

Yi Lin walked towards the temple tower.

"Master Caster,"

Yi Lin step one stopped, without turning around.

Xi Duli dropped her head behind Yi Lin and placed her fist in front of her bulging chest. Whispered softly: "The heroes from the future, please, please, witness Uruk's future. "

Yi Lin was taken aback for a moment.

He didn't understand what Siduli meant by this sentence.

But he was still nodded and didn't say anything. .

In this war, no one can stay aside.

Even Yi Lin and Mi Lien, who joined unfathomable mystery here, are the same.

Their future and their lives have long been linked to Uruk.

Yi Lin didn’t ask too much, where did Yanfeng Justice, Michelle and Gu Tianqing go? .

If they were alive, they would naturally return to Uruk.

In the wilderness outside Uruk, at a glance, there are no living creatures walking around.

After finally killing "Black Assassin", walking out of the Evil Thought space, Yi Lin was there and saw Boll's body.

Ball is dead.

My whole body is scorched.

She was electrocuted.

Hongfa and Bohr died successively.

Yanfeng Justice, Michelle, and Gu Tianqing did not come back.

Today, in this unfair war, only Yi Lin and Mi Lien are left.

"Heh...hehe...he he he."

Yi Lin walked all the way to the temple, making strange laughs.

Along the road, a Uruk citizen sits in the messy city. Except for breathing and heartbeat, they didn't make any sound.

Yi Lin silently walked past them, stepped onto the stone steps, and walked into the palace.

In the empty palace, Gilgamesh alone, sitting on the high throne, swaying a golden blackjack in his hand, containing amber ale.

"You are here."

Gilgamesh was silent for a moment and took the initiative to speak.

Yi Lin walked to Gilgamesh.

There is no opening remarks, no preparation, Yi Lin pointed directly at the golden blackjack in Gilgamesh's hand and said his intentions.

"Lend me your holy grail."