Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

His bone spur broke, and blood gushed from the break.

His teeth broke, and bits of them fell out of his mouth.

His body slid off the barrier and crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, blood gushing from his body, staining the ground red.

"This is my sword sheath."

"It is the symbol of my status as the King of Knights."

"It is proof that I have protected Britain."

"Your strength is indeed very strong."

"Your poison, your fire, your virus, your impact..."

"Each of them is enough to kill an ordinary ability user."

"Each of them is enough to destroy an army."

"Each of these items is enough to destroy a city."

She looked up at Quinn lying on the ground, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes.

"But your methods are too despicable."

"You are not worthy to be called a warrior."

"You are just a coward in the guise of a warrior."

Quinn's lips twitched, and his expression shifted from despair to anger, and from anger to madness.

"coward?"

His voice was hoarse and deep, like the roar of a wounded beast.

You're calling me a coward?

Chapter 211 The Holy Lance Shines

Quinn struggled to his feet, his wounds bleeding and his bones cracking, but he still managed to stand up.

"I'm just fighting with every means at my disposal!"

"Poison, fire, virus, impact..."

"These are all my strength!"

"My Devil Fruit, my science, my mind..."

"These are all my weapons!"

"I don't need any chivalry!"

"I don't need any honors!"

All I need to do is win!

"As long as I win, I'm right!"

"As long as I win, I am righteous!"

His voice grew louder, more frantic, and more hysterical.

Who do you think you are?!

"Knight King?"

"The King of Britain?"

"You're just a greenhorn!"

"You have no idea how cruel this world is!"

"In this world, only the winners have the right to speak!"

"Only the winners have the right to define justice!"

Only the winners have the right to live!

Quinn opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.

"Therefore, I must win!"

"I must win!"

His body swelled up again, but this time, it began to break down.

The skin split open, blood gushed out, and bones shattered.

His body couldn't withstand this level of strain and had begun to break down.

But he doesn't care.

He is a scientist who can modify all physical problems and make them perfect.

He was consumed by anger.

Artoria looked at him, her eyes as calm as a still lake.

But there was something more in her eyes.

It is tragic.

It is a tragedy for this man.

"You're right, this world is cruel."

Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.

"You're right, only the winners have the right to speak."

She paused.

"But you're wrong about one thing."

"The winner is not necessarily the righteous one."

"Justice is not the privilege of the winner."

"Justice is won by those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for others."

She raised her sword, and the wind flowed along its blade, producing a sharp whistling sound.

"And you, you have never sacrificed for anyone."

"You fight only for yourself."

"You only live for yourself."

"You are not worthy to be called a warrior."

"You don't deserve to be called a strong person."

"You're just a coward."

"A coward disguised as a strongman."

Quinn's eyes widened suddenly, his left eye filled with anger and madness.

"Shut up!"

He roared and charged forward, crashing into Artoria.

Artoria looked at him, her eyes as calm as a still lake.

Then, she made a decision.

A decision she had never made before.

“Originally, I didn’t want to use the high power of this gun, but a guy who controls the country and its people with poison gas and poses a threat to humanity deserves my use of its power.”

Artoria's voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was talking to herself.

"Because this gun is not meant to be used against humans."

"This gun is the tower that holds the planet together, both inside and out; it is the world tree that sustains the world!"

"It's meant to save my Britain."

"It is meant to protect my people."

Artoria paused.

"But today, I'm making an exception."

She released the sword from her hand, and the sword disappeared into the wind.

Then, she raised her right hand.

A gun appeared on his right hand.

The gun was very long, at least two meters long, and taller than her body.

The gun barrel is silver-white, engraved with ancient patterns, and golden light flows through the gaps in the patterns.

The spearhead was spiral-shaped, like a giant drill bit. Wind and lightning seemed to be wrapped around the spearhead, spinning around it and emitting a sharp whistling sound.

This is "Lengonimiard".

This is what people often refer to as the Holy Lance!

The Holy Lance of Britain, another weapon of the King of Knights.

Unlike the holy sword "Excalibur", the holy spear "Rungonimid" is not a weapon to "save the world", but an anchor point.

Its power is no stronger than that of the Holy Sword, or rather, it is much weaker in its normal state.

Its limitations are also greater than those of the Holy Sword.

However, the power of the Holy Lance should not be underestimated, because it is so powerful that its complete release could destroy the surface world.

Therefore, thirteen restraints were placed on its body.

Each constraint requires specific conditions to be met before it can be lifted.