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"Lancer, I know you may think that my words are just meaningless nonsense, but after seeing the eternal scenery in my heart, can you still maintain this confidence?"

The bright red cloak behind Iskandar fluttered in the strong wind like the most eye-catching military flag.

"My goal is to reach the end of the world, to see the scenery of the Endless Sea. This is the common wish of my compatriots who gather under the same dream. Lancer, you will be the first step for me, Iskandar, to embark on the journey!"

Iskandar roared, and the army behind him responded one after another, joining in the chorus that was as loud as a raging wave.

"Exactly! Exactly!"

In the army behind him, Braceface, a tall horse as strong as a bull and Iskandar's childhood trump card, also snorted and walked to Iskandar's side.

"This is my Iskandar's most powerful treasure, the power of the King's Army!"

"Ahh, what a shocking development."

Lancer looked at this vast and boundless world, but he did not feel afraid. Instead, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"Different hearts, moving towards one goal, gathering under one goal, humans are really interesting."

He squatted down, stroked the lifeless desert, and smiled sincerely.

"Rider, whether you did it on purpose or not, I want to thank you. No extra lives will be harmed by me here, so, in return..."

The king who never stops on his domineering journey has told me his ambitions and dreams so seriously and created such a suitable stage, so I have to respond as well.

As Enkidu was thinking this, the next moment, in the lifeless desert, tiny flowers that seemed to be about to cry suddenly broke through the soil and showed signs of being about to bloom.

"Next, I will also fight with all my strength, rider."

In response to his call, the planet chirped.

With Lancer as the center, circles of invisible ripples spread out under his feet, and a large amount of magic power gushed out. This was the wedge connecting heaven and earth, man and God.

Enkidu opened his arms and with a joyful smile announced the recurrence of the miracle.

"People, hope to chain the gods! (Enuma Elish)"

The next moment, the flower buds bloomed one after another, and the vast magic power turned into a spear that was strong enough to pierce through the world, illuminating the scorching desert into daylight and instantly soaring into the sky!

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Chapter 93 Flower of Hope

"What is Danic trying to do? Not only did he specify the location for the final battle with Lancer, he also specifically specified the location for the battle with you, Kenneth-sensei."

Waver looked at the letter that the familiar had handed over to him earlier and carefully examined the address on it.

"It's nothing special. It's just a wide street. Even if you want to set a trap, you can't do it."

"He's probably afraid that I'll use the enclosed space to build a small workshop temporarily. After all, this guy knows the strength of the Monarch Family."

Kenneth said disapprovingly, urging Weber on.

"Hurry up and ask the hotel to prepare a car. You can't walk this distance with your legs."

"I notified the hotel when I was in the suite."

Weber nodded, took a few steps forward, looked out the window, and then waved to Kenneth.

"Teacher Kenneth, the car is ready!"

Hearing Weber's voice, Kenneth subconsciously glanced out the window and saw a black car quietly parked on the side of the street. He then walked slowly to Weber's side.

"lets go."

There was no one in sight on the street that was dyed a fiery red by the dusk. Because of the private room, even the hotel staff was on standby inside. Weber could not help but sigh in admiration at the beautiful scenery.

"It feels so quiet, and there are no people on the streets. It's really different from London."

"Maybe it's because of the church's martial law a few days ago. Ordinary people wouldn't be as careless as you."

Hearing Kenneth mention his own scandal, Weber touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

"That's not important anymore... Now is the time to cheer up."

"You're in a really good mood,"

Kenneth looked at Weber in surprise, wondering how this usually timid boy could suddenly become so brave.

"Of course, this is my first time participating in a real magic battle. Teacher Kenneth is so serious, and Rider is also working hard, so I have to work harder too!"

"That's right. The growth of a magus comes from past experience and accumulation. We must prove that what our family has accumulated since the past generations is not all in vain. This is the meaning of being an heir. In the future, as long as we don't stop, the road to the roots will continue to extend..."

Seeing Weber's serious expression, Kenneth smiled, which was rare for him. The feeling of witnessing his disciple's slow growth was also a very novel experience for him.

Suddenly, just as the two walked out of the hotel door and came to the street, the harsh sound of brakes broke the peaceful atmosphere.

On both sides of the street, several cars appeared one after another, blocking the entrance and exit. Then, as the car doors opened, a group of expressionless androids who looked exactly like Danic walked out. Each of them held a cold gun in their hands.

Then, amid the spurting flames, countless bullets poured towards the defenseless master and disciple.

Before he could issue a warning, Weber was grabbed by Kenneth and blocked behind him.

Not running away, not resisting, and the ongoing attacks made Weber completely lose his mind. He stared blankly at the blood dripping from Kenneth's shoulder to the tip of his nose, and questioned in a trembling voice.

"Teacher Kenneth, what are you doing, Teacher Kenneth!"

What responded to him was Kenneth's cold roar: "Don't make noise, I'm not dead yet!"

In the large ceramic bottle that Kenneth carried with him, the mercury with a metallic luster had turned into a sphere at some point, enveloping the two of them.

Weber recognized the name of the ceremonial outfit, Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid. This was the ceremonial outfit that Kenneth had made when he was in his twenties. Because of its outstanding performance and perfect interpretation of fluid operation, it soon became the representative ceremonial outfit of El-Melloi.

The suit was activated at the moment of the attack, and it was because of this that the two men survived. Apart from the wound on Kenneth's shoulder, this attack did not achieve any results.

"Automatically lock onto the enemy, self-defense, track and kill!"

Without caring about Waver at all, Kenneth quickly chanted the spell, and at the very end, with an angry tone that sounded like a scolding, he issued an order to counterattack.

"Scalp!"

The mercury ball wrapped around the two of them trembled with a rustling sound as if in response, and then turned into a thin and long ribbon, and then continued to extend, spreading to the end of the street like a whip at a speed that people could not react to!

As it moved and extended at high speed, the mercury whip became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a sharp blade only a few millimeters thick, cutting the attackers at both ends into pieces along with their vehicles.

In an instant, the situation was reversed!

"What? My attacks are pretty accurate. After all, they are just a bunch of androids."

Before Kenneth could show a smug expression, Weber's crying voice came from behind him.

"Teacher Kenneth, your wound... was caused by your protection of me. That's why the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid failed to completely cover you at the first moment..."

"Weber, why are you making such a noise... I am your lecturer, Kenneth El-Melloi, the ninth generation heir of the Archibald family. Protecting students is my responsibility as a lecturer. One bullet is not a problem. The healing function of the engraving has already been used for emergency treatment."

Kenneth looked around with a ferocious expression and announced in a majestic voice.

"Danik! Do you think you can defeat me, Kenneth, by deliberately setting up a trap like this on the road you must pass? Just relying on those androids using guns? I didn't expect that as the leader of the Thousand World Trees, you have even lost the honor of a magician!"

"From the perspective of efficiency, using firearms is the most convenient method, that's all."

Danic walked out from among the bodies of the androids, and glanced at Kenneth in front of him with cold eyes.

"Now, the death of this group of artificial humans means that I am the only Master."

Danic lifted his clothes nonchalantly, exposing the deformed disc on his chest to Kenneth. "Now, with the excitement of brushing shoulders with death, coupled with the excitement and anger of fighting, and the desire for victory, your soul is in excellent condition. It's time to harvest it."

"Are you relying on this meaningless dress of yours?"

Kenneth sneered disdainfully and his face quickly turned cold.

"But you are right. My rage is about to burst out! Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid!"

The flowing mercury rushed towards Danic like a raging tide.

But he just tapped the talisman on his chest again, and the next moment, a hazy white light flashed across the street.

When the white light flashed, the surging Moon Spirit Marrow, Kenneth who was waving his hands to give orders, and Weber who was holding up the amulet with a determined look on his face, all froze in place.

"Yes, this is the normal effect."

Danic looked around carefully and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "If I hadn't forced you to use this ceremonial garment mixed with soul engineering so that the sheep spell could defeat the enemy in one blow, there would be no need to go through so much trouble."

He walked quickly towards Kenneth, then frowned again.

Because he found that although most of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid used for attack fell into standby mode under the impact of the Sheep Talisman, the thin film surrounding Kenneth and Weber did not disappear.

"When you activated the ritual outfit through chanting, you still retained some of the authority in the magic seal? You are indeed a prodigy."

Even though his own research on the soul has reached the top level, Danic still admires Kenneth's talent. Unlike guys like him who keep moving forward on the path of specialization, Kenneth is the magician's best interpretation of the word genius.

Magic Seals are the accumulation of research results from the ancestor of the magic family. They were created to avoid the passage of time. They are organ-like things and are fixed mysteries.

Therefore, the magic engraved in it can be activated automatically by just injecting magic power. Even those who do not understand the secrets of the techniques in the seal can use it conveniently. When the inheritor encounters a life-threatening situation, the magic seal will spontaneously inject power to allow the user to survive. In a sense, for the magician's family, the magic seal is the real master, and each generation of magicians is just a vessel to pass it on.

Being able to write his own spells and utilize this mechanism at such a young age made Danic admire Kenneth a little.

"It's a pity. If it were me sixty years ago, I would be helpless. But now, Prodigy, witness the power of the Grand Master Magician."

A sinister smile appeared on Danik's face, and he placed his hand on the sheep charm again.

"The so-called imprint is nothing more than an organ whose efficiency is determined by the fluctuation of blood and the frequency of the soul..."

Suddenly, the mark on his arm slowly lit up and made a sound like a scream.

Danic spat out a mouthful of blood, and the madness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"In other words, by tuning the frequency of the soul to resonate with your mark, and then destroying my magic mark, your magic mark will also be irreversibly damaged!"

"Ahhhh——!"

As the patterns engraved on Danic's arm exploded into balls of blood, the magic patterns on Kenneth's body inevitably became disordered, causing the surrounding mercury to droop weakly.

Then, Danic suddenly grabbed Kenneth's head, and the moment he touched it, a shock wave hit his abdomen hard, knocking him away.

Weber, with a pale face, still maintained the posture of throwing the amulet, and subconsciously supported Kenneth beside him.

"I underestimated you, Webber Velvet. I didn't expect that after the shock of your soul, you would recover faster than Kenneth. You dared to attack me. You have a very noble courage."

Danic climbed up in a panic, covering his torn abdomen, but the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"Unfortunately, you are still one step behind."

Weber looked intently and suddenly discovered that Danic seemed to be holding something in his hand, but before he could see clearly, Danic swallowed him up!

"Teacher Kenneth! Teacher Kenneth!"

As if he realized something, Weber subconsciously shook Kenneth, but although the other party's eyelids were open, the light in his pupils was extremely dim.

"It's useless, he's already a pile of debris," Danic stood up nonchalantly. After swallowing Kenneth's soul, his face suddenly became extremely rosy, and he didn't even care about the injuries on his body.

He was about to kill the troublesome little man when he suddenly discovered that Kenneth, who should have lost consciousness, raised his fingers and chanted in a hoarse voice.

"Boil, my blood."

Following his command, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid that had just been spread on the ground gathered around him again.

"Did the remnants of the soul temporarily regain their personality from the body during the final moments of life?"

Danic sneered and said, "What a pity! It would be better to die in a coma."

But as he looked at the gradually surging Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, obvious hesitation appeared on his face. Finally, he shook his head, gave up the idea of ​​​​cut the weeds completely, and quickly left the street.

There would be plenty of time to do this after he and Enkidu become one. Now that his soul is so excited, he cannot miss this opportunity. Today, he will squeeze out the last value of Lancer!

After Danic left, Weber didn't even bother to wipe his tears and quickly dragged Kenneth into the hotel.

He called out again only after he re-entered the workshop and was under the protection of the barrier.

"Teacher Kenneth, we are safe now... I will help you heal your wounds now..."

"There's no need for that," Kenneth leaned against the wall, suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, and looked at Weber, "Weber Velvet, I ask one thing of you, quickly cut off my hand with the mark on it!"

"quick!"

After hearing Kenneth's order, Weber changed his previous indecisiveness, quickly grabbed a ritual dagger, and used enhanced magic to cut off Kenneth's arm with one blow!

Despite the heart-wrenching pain, a smile appeared on the corners of Kenneth's mouth.

"Thank you... Waver. El-Melloi's Mark has been broken down by that guy's spell, but with such timely treatment, perhaps some usable parts can be preserved. I can't let El-Melloi die in my hands. The Mark is out of control, the soul is missing, and my life is irreparable."

Kenneth's voice became hoarse and his eyelids began to flutter.

"It's all my fault... If I had known myself better... If I had never participated in this Holy Grail War, you wouldn't have..."

Seeing this hypocritical teacher dying after protecting him, while he was powerless to do anything, Waver was overwhelmed by guilt and self-blame.