The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

When necessary, you can use magic power to release it, put the tip of the sword backward, and then spray air, and then fly up under the reaction force, and the speed is quite fast.

Can lightning-type abilities accomplish these things?!

Of course, no matter how many functions it has, all we have to do now is pick up the sword and start fighting.

So, Mo Zai and Dai Mao Wang started fighting again. Both of them were good at bold swordsmanship, and used magic to release this rough fighting method. In addition, neither of them had to worry about magic consumption, so the battlefield on Ben Street was quickly destroyed by the lightning and storms of the two.

"Arthur!"

When fighting with King Sarge, Mordred under the helmet did not forget to shout out the name of her father. Despite this, her disadvantages gradually became apparent in the confrontation with King Sarge.

Of course, this was inevitable. She had developed her swordsmanship by herself, and her mother was Morgan, a magician. Even though she was good at close combat, it was her crazy staff technique that made her very sharp, not her swordsmanship.

And what about King Daimao?

Her master is the legendary Great British Sword Saint Merlin. If he disagrees with something, he will dual-wield his holy swords and use the "Starburst Air Stream Slash" as the substitute for the crown magician. His swordsmanship is so superb that it can be said that no one in Great Britain can match him.

In terms of ability values, it is obvious that King Ailun has the advantage. The last thing to count is combat skills and experience. If King Ailun had not fought many battles, traveled all night, and was confused by the news of the death of my Great Britain when he came back, and suffered a series of debuffs, Mo Zai, who had gathered his strength, really would not have been able to defeat her father.

"Sir Mordred, your sword is still as fierce as ever. It seems your temperament hasn't changed much."

With the help of his inherited intuition, King Saber moved his sword from the west and slashed from the direction where Mordred's defense was opened.

"But did you forget to come?"

"A relentless attack will only expose your fatal flaws. I seem to have told you this many times!"

Faced with such a sword attack from King Mordred, Mordred's family intuition was also activated. In a hurry, he released magic power regardless of the consumption and managed to block the sword.

"The Wind King's Hammer—"

However, the sword blocking the attack did not mean that everything was fine. Artoria took the opportunity to release the Wind King's barrier, and the violent gale blew Mozai away again. He knocked down many public facilities before he successfully stopped.

Chapter 312: My baby, why won’t you let me get close to you?

"boom--"

Under the outburst of Abyss's father, Mozai was once again hit by Altria like a baseball, with a sword, and a cloud of smoke rose up in the sky.

After being influenced by Grandpa Mo Yi, Daimao Wang naturally knew the principle of "there is smoke but no trouble", but she finally found the time to say to the second daughter of the Yukinoshita family who was riding on Miss Shashengyuan and clearing the small soldiers and dragon teeth soldiers not far away:

"Yukino, leave Mordred to me!"

"Go do what you want to do. When you need me, just use the Command Spell. I'll rush back to Mashan."

After Yukino fired a series of magic bullets to clear the surrounding Dragon Fang soldiers, she turned to look at Artoria, and at the same time recalled the relationship and experiences between her and Mordred that she had dreamed about these days, and the pain and self-blame in her heart when Great Britain was overthrown.

For her, this battle may also be a self-redemption!

"OK--"

Snow Cat said to Altria:

"Leave it to you, Saber!"

After that, he said to the riding Miss Sesshoin:

"Let's go, Miss Seshoin."

“Roar!”

Miss Sesshoin responded listlessly, then ran towards the Sky Garden with Snow Cat.

Saber, I'm sorry—

Snow Cat looked at the Sky Garden in the distance and thought:

"I also have things I need to do, so I can only leave this to you."

Thinking of this, the annoying appearance of Yukinoshita Haruno appeared in Xue Miao's mind again. Although she still hated her, Xue Miao didn't want to imagine it anymore when she thought that she might never see her again.

So, no matter what, I must feel that place—the Hanging Gardens that are gradually receding in the distance.

"Miss Seshoin, please help me save my sister—"

Seeing that the opponent's flying speed was faster than Miss Seshoin's running speed, Xue Miao became anxious, but she also remembered what Mo Yi had told her. The Miss Seshoin who was hacked to death was just a black and white bear. In fact, her true strength was the strongest in this Holy Grail War. Moreover, after being turned into a panda by him, she was also equipped with various skills that Grandpa Mo Yi had given her out of interest. Her explosive combat power was not much worse than the original one.

As for why such a powerful Miss Shashouin became Snow Cat's mount as soon as she arrived at this battlefield?

The answer is of course to slack off!

You know, slacking off can make people happy and improve their status. This is probably one of the few good qualities that Miss Shashengyuan learned from Grandpa Mo Yi.

In addition, according to what Grandpa Mo Yi had told her, her destined enemy, Type-Moon's true ceiling, Awakened One, is a master of slacking off. If Awakened One is summoned as a Servant, the factor that determines the outcome will no longer be the strength of both sides or the quality of the Master, but the degree of slacking off of Awakened One in this Holy Grail War!

From this we can see how high the status of the enlightened one is. There is no need for him to show off his status by saying things like "miscellaneous cultivators" on the left and "I am the greatest in the world" on the right.

Look at the awakened ones. They are obviously powerful martial gods, but every time they fight with others, they sit on the lotus seat and wait for others to attack. But they just sit on the lotus seat, pick up flowers and smile, looking at the distressed look of the other party who can't even scratch their skin, and say a few words that seem to make sense, but even sleeping can't understand them.

Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now.

Or, benefactor, you have a connection with Buddha, so let me help you.

With this comparison, you can see how big the difference in status is between the Haha King like Gilgamesh and the Fishing King like Juezhe!

After receiving education from Grandpa Mo Yi, Miss Shashengyuan naturally had to improve her posture and attitude, starting with slacking off. Otherwise, how could she claim that she was the natural enemy of the awakened ones when she went out in the future?

It’s not the kind of lifelong enemy that throws a kunai at Babaili!

Well, actually, when it comes down to it, I still don't want to move. Instead of doing things, I might as well turn on the computer to watch anime and play games, and then have a bottle of fat otaku happy water. That would be really endless fun and cannot be known to outsiders.

In response to Xue Miao's request, Miss Sesshoin said lazily:

"I'm desperate too! Others can fly, but I only have four legs. What can I do?"

Snow Meow: “…”

From your tone, I can't tell that you are in any trouble.

The object resembles its owner, the ancients were not deceiving me!

At this time, Xue Miao of course thought of the other party's owner, Grandpa Mo Yi. He looked like this when he was perfunctory to her, with no sincerity at all.

Fortunately, Xue Miao has already mastered the way to deal with it. He uses benefits to deal with Teacher Mo Yi, and Miss Shashengyuan is naturally just snacks!

"A truckload of braised bamboo shoots."

"Humph--"

Miss Seshoin suddenly stopped, took two deep breaths, and then snorted disdainfully:

"Am I, Sesshōin Kiara, the kind of person who helps friends just for the reward?"

"Sama Yukino, you underestimate me too!"

"I was just moved by your desire to save your sister—"

"Please do it well, I want to be serious!"

Miss Sesshoin raised her head and opened her bear mouth. Countless black and silver energy particles condensed in her mouth. The high-energy reaction even caused the surrounding space to collapse. She then swallowed the energy ball in her mouth in one gulp and roared at the Dragon Fang soldiers who kept rushing in to block her way:

"Roll, roll—virtual dog cannon!"

Then a super-high-density energy cannon swept out from her mouth, evaporating all the Dragon Tooth Soldiers rushing over from all directions.

"Everyone who can fight—"

With smoke still coming out of her mouth, Miss Seshoin said disdainfully:

"Hold on tight, it's time for the 500-meter-per-second performance!"

After saying that, she stretched out her four legs and shot forward like lightning. She was an invisible figure at all, leaving behind only a pit created by the shock wave generated by her advance.

——————The dividing line of the second round when Mo Zai fell to the ground and got up again——————

"Arthur!"

Mordred was beaten to the ground by King Mordred, and it was so painful. Heroic spirits can also feel pain!

Mordred, who wanted to lie down for a few seconds to relieve the pain while the smoke was rising, suddenly heard Lord Mordred telling Snow Meow to leave. There was nothing wrong with it. Her target was only Altria, and it had nothing to do with Snow Meow, her master. She could leave if she wanted to, and it was none of her business!

But Artoria's calling her "Yukino" was so affectionate and she called her by her name. Compared with the way she used to call the Knights and others, which was a very distant name like Sir Mordred, this was simply unbearable!

Why can someone who has known Dai Mao Wang for a few days be called by his first name, but his son cannot?

I, Mo Zai, just don’t accept it today!

Emozi, whose face was completely distorted by jealousy, didn't care about lying on the ground to recover his health and mana. He jumped up directly, stimulating all the magic power in his body, holding high the greatsword that had been downgraded from a holy sword to a demonic sword after stabbing the Silmarillion King, and roared angrily:

"why why!"

"Why do you keep doing this again and again!"

Now Artoria was confused. What happened to this rebellious son?

I just gave the other party a Wind King Hammer. It's not like I haven't been hit before. If I go out and fight with others, isn't it normal to be beaten away?

I was once beaten to the ground by Lancelot, what did I say?

You still have to stand up and fight with the opponent, and then defeat the opponent with verbal attacks and plot kills.

If you don't want to get hurt when going out to fight, and you're not even mentally prepared for that, what's the point of trying to get involved?

As expected, the other party is not fit to be a king, he doesn't have any bearing at all!

No matter how dissatisfied Altria was, the battle had to go on, and she could see that the opponent was about to use a big move.

That’s right, this is the rhythm of the wave!

snort!

When it comes to confrontation, I, Altria, have never been afraid of anyone. Do you really think that my world's number one holy sword, the 'Curry Stick', can only be used to stir curry?

"Rebellion against my gorgeous father!"

After releasing the true name of the treasure, the magic sword directly spewed out a column of energy composed of red electric light, pointing straight to the sky. It was obviously a powerful light cannon.

After hearing the name of the other party's Noble Phantasm, Artoria became even more angry. This malicious real name of the Noble Phantasm was clearly aimed at me, Artoria!

Without even looking, it was definitely a Noble Phantasm that had a special attack effect on oneself.

Qi Kexiu, he just happened to not have the holy spear with him, otherwise he would let the other party understand what it means to be hit by my son's spear.

However, having determined that the opponent's Noble Phantasm had a special attack effect on her, Artoria was not at all panicked. If it were her old self, she might have really ended up in a draw with the opponent. However, now that she had retrieved the scabbard of 'Fantasy Village Far Away from the World', she was truly fearless when it came to defense.

Mozi, Mozi, you are still naive. Do you think I am the King Arthur who was defeated in the battle and rushed back all the way?

No, I am now the King of Daimao with an invincible cheat!

Altria, who was not at all out of place, raised the Curry Edition in her hand. Under the stimulation of magic, the Sword of Victory, the Holy Sword of Savior, finally revealed its true appearance.

"EX——Curry Stick!"

(The Curry Stick seems to be the strongest holy sword in the setting, but the author feels that my Xuan-Yuan Sword disagrees. You should know that the Eastern Qin Dynasty already sent a galaxy fleet to fight against the General. According to the convention that the older the Type-Moon is, the stronger its combat power is. How should the combat power of the Yellow Emperor be calculated? He probably has to fight against the Black Goat and Bubble.)

Then, the lightning cannon and the holy light cannon tilted towards each other!

"what--"

"what!!"

While outputting their magic power with all their strength, Mo Zai and Dai Mao Wang naturally did not forget to roar loudly. After all, the victory or defeat depends on who roars louder.

Finally, it had come to this moment, and Altria couldn't help but recall the events of that day.

That day, she was still worried about torturing Lord Emiya and Snow Cat who wanted to practice swordsmanship, and then she met Grandpa Mo Yi who was passing by.

Then, naturally, Grandpa Mo Yi, driven by interest, knocked the wooden sword in his heart away.

"Altria, your sword is messed up."

Mo Yi said listlessly:

"How can you defeat Mordred when you are like this?"

"this--"

Altria didn't expect that the thing she was worried about would be said directly by the other party.

That's right, after meeting Mordred, King Arthur was very confused and couldn't help but think about all sorts of things all day long. He thought that Great Britain was destroyed because it did not deal with the affairs of Mordred and Lancelot properly.

I am indeed not fit to be the king of Britain.

As a result, the desire to go back to the past and change history became stronger, but the mental state became worse.