Chapter 336 Divine Weapons Fall From Heaven

"This is--"

Athena raised her eyebrows, and her body automatically entered a fighting state because she sensed danger. Although she lost the immortal snake, she was still the god who called for victory, and her vision of martial arts did not lose half of it because of her own disability.

The spirit and energy of Lancelot in front of him are all in harmony. This is the highest level of riding skills.

With just a charge, the spear in Lancelot's hand will turn into a powerful penetrating force, and even a street will be completely destroyed by a charge.

At the same time, Guinevere on the side also used his killing move.

Her body was beating with brilliant white light, and in front of Athena, who was also the Mother Goddess of the Earth, Guinevere knew that the power of her divine ancestor had lost its effect.

But - as a divine tool that the Mother Goddess could only give up her immortal life in exchange for, the Magical Holy Grail is not so easily ignored.

"Beep——!!"

A nearly completely condensed, huge amount of magic power that could not be matched by even the most exaggerated magic power of Roland in Athena's impression erupted, like an activating volcano, like a tsunami about to erupt, and when these were materialized, let The surrounding air was a bit heavy. What was bound by the huge magic power was a delicate cup.

The golden brilliance shone at the junction of the sea and the land, and even the nearby Lancelot's attack was ignored. Athena's eyes were fixed on the Holy Grail that appeared in front of Guinevere.

The Holy Grail was different from what people imagined. Its size seemed to be as tall as a person, and it was placed in front of Guinevere majestically.

This is the Holy Grail among the Godslayers. Although it is the same as the Holy Grail in the Shape Moon World, it is a condensation of magic power! However, she does not inject the original wishing machine concept of the Holy Grail into it. It needs to be forged by the Earth Mother Goddess actively giving up her own life. He also perfectly inherited the power of the Earth Mother Goddess.

Its only function is... to store the earth essence of the Earth Mother in it when killing the Earth Mother, so that the King of the Last can use these essences to restore his full strength and gain invincibility as soon as he is resurrected. strength.

The golden light kept beating, as if it had a will, and began to spread slowly, making a loud sound like a big bell.

In the words that Guinevere kept reciting, the light danced like a wild snake, and soon shone on Athena, making her feel like she was in a quagmire unable to move.

When facing the Earth Mother Goddess of the same type, although the Holy Grail's lethality is almost non-existent, the level of nausea can be seen.

The radiance that continued to spread did not take away or seal Athena's ability, but caused them to fall into a silent whine, as if hibernating, and it was extremely difficult to mobilize.

This is the call of the Earth Mother Goddess from the same source to the godhead of Athena. In the Holy Grail of Guinevere, the spell power of at least dozens of Earth Mother Goddess has been stored. In the face of regaining the throne of the Trinity God-King, Athena was now as defenseless as a toddler in front of her.

What's even more terrifying is that next to Guinevere, there is a powerful and sharp steel god who is like a natural enemy.

Even in their heyday, she wouldn't have much advantage if the two faced off, let alone now.

Gotta stay away from here.

No enlightenment of wisdom was needed, just experience, Athena had such an idea in her mind.

If you get too close, you will be restrained by the Magical Holy Grail, but if you try to escape, you will be right in the path of the aggressive God of Steel.

There were dead ends before and after, and Athena fell into a desperate situation for the first time since her birth.

The petite goddess of wisdom sighed and gave up thinking.

I have been pampered by that man for too long, and I am so careless. Because I have a reliable support, I mix it with my obsession and blaspheme my personality. If that man has such an idea, then I can only admit it.

He succeeded.

Originally, even if I faced this desperate situation, I should have made a desperate blow with a calm mind and responded to the pride of the God King. But now, although my determination has not changed, when it comes to choosing, the goddess named Athena cannot There was a touch of warmth and reluctance in the comment.

This makes her as a god no longer pure...but not bad either.

When the tip of the life-stealing spear was about to touch her, the goddess who gave up resistance gritted her teeth like an enemy, and murmured like a lover coquettishly calling out the name of the culprit who made her what she is today.

"Roland!"

"I am here."

The gentle male voice appeared in my ears instantly, as if he had never left.

The next moment, Lancelot's thrust came before his eyes.

As one of the best and most outstanding Knights of the Round Table in the legend of King Arthur. In terms of legendary nature and martial arts, Lancelot's popularity is not inferior to that of King Arthur.

His unparalleled martial arts skills are mentioned in many legends.

At this moment, Roland was experiencing the unparalleled martial arts personally.

It was obviously the white horse spirit and spirit incarnated with power that combined together to lead the sudden surge in momentum, but Lancelot still used his own will to restrain the charge that should have been uncontrollable, and this penetrating force would reach an inhuman level. In this realm, just the shock wave caused by penetration is more than enough to destroy a street.

This is a textbook charge by Britain's knights who have made great achievements in battle.

Even if the target enemy changed, Lancelot would not stop and carry this will to the end.

On the contrary, because the target was more powerful, this polite knight showed a rare ferocious expression, and his whole body turned into an aurora. The friction with the air formed a fireball as dazzling as a meteor falling from the sky, with a power comparable to that of the sun. The brilliance of the fire cannot be overstated.

Wherever the charge passed, everything was burned to the ground.

Facing these two attacks, Roland also showed a solemn expression. The body of the ultimate creature has naturally entered a fighting state, and the frightening attack was reflected in its scattered and empty eyes.

Even if he took over halfway, Roland responded decisively.

There's no use running away here.

The opponent's realm has already approached the range of divine speed. Coupled with the superb martial arts that can be controlled freely, using divine speed will only lead to a meaningless chase and then fall into the opponent's hands.

Fortunately, escaping has never been Roland's style. As a god-slayer with a higher quality of killing gods, he has much more power and power. The other party's stupid gift is exactly what he wants. .

With the singing of the spirit of words, the fog was completely burned away, and the immortal sun descended with a fierce and swift attitude. Showing a heroic and gorgeous figure.

The flame from the sun also turned into a dazzling light wheel. In the high cry of the illusory white horse, it carried the overwhelming golden flame, like a meteorite falling from the sky, turning into a meteor light.

The surging sun's fire collided violently with the extremely fast white line of fire.

"Bang!"

The moment the two came into contact, a direct explosion-like shock wave shook out, and even the space was ruptured.

The golden sea of ​​fire and the scattered storm winds condensed together, and extremely terrifying energy gathered in the center. The surrounding space was overwhelmed, and cracks appeared like a mirror. Lancelot's reaction could not be seen clearly. Gurney stood aside. Via could only move her position first to prevent the impact from disturbing her.

Fortunately, Roland ignored Guinevere and Lancelot, and looked proudly at Athena next to him.

"You didn't call me right away. Are you the goddess of wisdom or are you careless?"

"Are you mocking my stupidity?"

Athena turned her head dissatisfied, looked at her old enemy, and looked at him. .

However, the moment they looked at each other, Athena was slightly startled.

The scattered yet sharp eyes, covered by the pair of magic eyes, seemed to be unable to sense any emotions, only a playful calmness and indifference.

But looking at those indifferent eyes, Athena suddenly felt at ease.

"I'm just afraid that you will be touched. My things will never be damaged in the slightest before I give them up, not even by your own will."

Roland had a smile as warm as the sun on his face and spoke twisted and paranoid words.

"However, although your performance today still needs to be improved, you are qualified. You can remember to call me at the critical moment. I like such a well-behaved Athena."

"snort."

In response to Roland, the goddess turned her head away.

"So, she is that Guinevere?"

"Yes, that is the Holy Grail of Magic."

After noticing Roland's gaze, although she felt a little uneasy, Guinevere did not show any signs of it. Instead, she saluted Roland calmly.

Although the method was not quite right, it was not a bad thing to meet the true owner of my heart so quickly.

But before she could say hello, the situation suddenly changed.

Their overburdened reef cracked, stirring up the dust with a deafening roar. Cracks visible to the naked eye were densely distributed on the entire reef, and the burning gravel flew out from the ground as if it had been impacted.

"call out--"

The burning rubble fell from the sky like a shower of meteors and fire.

"laugh--"

A figure suddenly shot out of the sea of ​​​​fire, the silver knight's gun and silver-white armor still shiny.

"As expected of the God-killing Demon King, he is truly extraordinary."

Lancelot shouted in a deep voice full of excitement, waving the silver knight gun in his hand with a sweeping movement, but no one could ignore the aura condensed on it.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Seeing this scene, Roland ignored Guinevere's gaze, stared at Lancelot, and snapped his fingers.

"It just so happens that I also have this intention. After all, it still needs a simple test."

"Show me your power, saber."

The rich brilliance transformed into a holy knight, and met Lancelot's attack with the charging attitude of a bull.

"As you command, Master."

The holy knight responded seriously, without even taking his weapon, and like an iceberg in the sea, he finally revealed his full face.

A transparent crystal layer like glass appears here

But in front of Saber, all this was false. The solid crystal trembled under the blow of his ferocious knight's gauntlet. Fine cracks appeared in the beautiful and bright crystal layer, and the originally transparent vision changed. It turned completely white, and finally it looked like a collapsed snow mountain. Dots of crystal fragments of gemstones scattered throughout the courtyard. The dissipated light spots of magic were like flying fireflies, illuminating the garden in front of them.

"One blow..."

Lancelot could no longer face it calmly. His clenched fists had exposed veins, flat and covered with frightened cold sweat.

"Is the protection of power only worth the power of a heroic spirit's blow?"

In addition to fear, Lancelot is now more unwilling to accept it. He always regards himself as a noble and famous family. When he faces this powerless situation, a deep sense of humiliation fills his body and mind.

Lancelot is a qualified family head and a pedantic magician. He advocates tradition and believes that magic is the supreme thing. He has innate contempt and pride for familiars, creatures that should be driven by him.

But now, Saber's punch hit the mean and humble face in his heart, crushing Lancelot's pride.

"Phew, be elegant."

Silently reciting the family motto he had always kept in mind, Lancelot gradually regained his composure. Yes, even in a critical moment, one cannot lose the elegance of a noble. Even if the enemy is terrifying, the heroic spirit he controls is... The invincible trump card.

Lancelot suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and looked at the man holding a goblet next to him, drinking by himself. Lancelot didn't care about the Tosaka family's face or Lancelot's worries at all. He felt very angry in his heart. Come everywhere.

He could consider himself a vassal to Lancelot because the King of Heroes was originally a great nobleman, and Lancelot would not lose his status. But in fact, this was only on the surface, whether it was forcing the use of command spells. Whether he asked Lancelot to come back or made an active request, it can be seen that Lancelot still puts himself in the position of Master.

When he was forced to lick the red wine on the ground in order not to fall out with Lancelot, Lancelot was already brewing dissatisfaction and murderous intention towards this disobedient King of Heroes.

At this moment, the other party looked like it had nothing to do with him, which aggravated this point. Lancelot kept looking at the bright red command spells with only two left in his hand, but gave up the plan of forcing him.

He leaned slightly towards Lancelot, not letting him see his eyes, "My king, there are some ignorant thieves who have come to destroy your garden. Please use your power to drive these guys away. "

Lancelot showed a sarcastic smile and shook the glass of wine that was as dark as blood. He looked at the stupid face and fierce eyes reflected from the side of the glass, as if he wanted to see something as big as a funny thing. laughed.

There are indeed some naive fools among the heroic spirits who can be deceived by magicians, but most of them are human spirits who have experienced legendary lives, and this is especially true for the arrogant Lancelot. After being in contact with Lancelot for less than a day, , he made a judgment that this was a boring man.

The other party's thoughts and calculations were as ridiculous as a mouse in a maze, and Lancelot wasn't even interested in getting to know him.

However, it is a good pastime to appreciate the struggling posture of this guy.

"Since the other party is just some ignorant little thieves, how about you help me deal with it?"

Hearing this unreasonable request, Lancelot raised his head subconsciously, and lowered his head involuntarily when he looked into Lancelot's cold wine-red pupils.

'King...'

"Oh, you can't even deal with this little thief. You are just a useless piece of trash."

Lancelot deliberately used Lancelot's pain points to ridicule this useless man. As expected, this guy's embarrassment of wanting revenge but could only hold back was very interesting no matter how you look at it.

But ridicule is ridicule, and Lancelot really has no intention of letting Lancelot go out and die.

"Forget it, since the other party has broken in, I can't remain silent..."

Lancelot has also been looking forward to this decisive battle with Zhao Zheng for a long time. This is a battle between two kings with faith, a battle of glory and harvest. This battle will surely become a highlight in his memory as the King of Heroes. !

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