Chapter 131 Demacia!(1/2)
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What a scam period?
When he witnessed the scene where Saber's unscrupulous sword slashed, Ling Yi didn't care about how the original plot developed. He only knew that if he didn't go out, he might become Sabe's dead soul under the r sword.
So, the next thing happened naturally.
With ordinary weapons alone, it is impossible to block the sharp blade of the holy sword. Ling Yi knew very well what kind of strength contained in Saber's petite and slender body, let alone a physique that is more than ten times more than ordinary people, even if he has the attributes of a hero, it is difficult to beat her. The physique given by the blood of the red dragon is like being born for battle. Breathing can circulate magic power. It seems that there is a dragon vein buried under the ordinary body. The continuous magic power pours into the muscles, strengthens nerves, and stimulates blood regeneration. The destructive power of this explosion can be imagined.
Ling Yi has few magic tricks at present, and there are only two trump cards that can face Saber head-on.
But it is better to say it is a way to save your life than to say it is a way to save your life...
The Kingdom of the Goblin and Avalon.
Although the meanings of these two names are very close, the former is definitely not available because it is escape, while the latter is defense.
"I would like to advise you that Kiritsugu Emiya is now being hunted by a priest. If he dies, you don't want to hold up the Holy Grail. Is it really good to give up the rescue of the Lord for the sake of this enemy?"
While speaking, Ling Yi quickly expanded Avalon's defense to his body, maintaining the 360-degree unbreakable realm without dead corners, and no matter how the black knight behind him rushed towards Saber like crazy, he would not be able to make progress.
His existence was like a wall, blocking the unreasonable Lancelot and Saber. He made up his mind to interrupt their battle.
"Wait, first answer me how you got Avalon! Besides, I have no reason to trust a one-sided word from someone of unknown origin. Kiritsugu would definitely summon me if he was in danger, although I am not optimistic about his behavior. But his will to obtain the Holy Grail is not weaker than me, and he will not fail because of his temporary strength."
Saber spoke sharply, his eyes firmly locked on Ling Yi, and was not moved.
"Ah, is that? Then don't blame me for being rude."
Ling Yi's eyes turned cold, and he said everything good or bad. If Saber had made up his mind to solve Lancelot before, then now he should be trying to figure out how Avalon fell into his hands.
In short, it's all a big trouble, and time is limited and you can't delay it.
The plot time period chosen by the system was coincidentally the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War. As a half-baked magician, Yanya Maki persisted for so long with inhuman perseverance, but no matter how hard he persisted, he would not reduce the magic consumption of Lancelot. In the past few days, his vitality was eaten by the worms moving inside his body. According to the original plot, he would die in a dozen minutes.
You must not let him die.
No, it should be said that he must kill Lancelot head-on before he dies.
Who made the task arranged by the system be a "fair challenge". In other words, using tricks is not possible. Otherwise, it would be better if Matsuyan Ye died and then he came out to grab the head?
It is obvious that since the system has chosen this plot as the task background, it will naturally exclude these exploitable loopholes, and invisibly increase the difficulty of the task through the natural development of the plot.
Is it not that easy?
but--
"Fervor, meisanguis (boil, my blood)."
A short spell was recited in less than a second.
At the same time, the black figure wrapped in a fierce aura rushed towards Saber like a tiger out of the cage. The "Wall of Sighs" that was originally used to stop him from fighting with Saber disappeared at some point, and the illusory colors filled with Ling Yi disappeared, replaced by a silver torrent that suddenly emerged!
"--What!"
Saber was shocked but fearlessly withstood the Black Knight's slash.
However, when she noticed her opponent's sword, it seemed as if reality was joking with her.
The pupil suddenly shrank into a needle.
"This sword..."
Saber finally remembered.
Burned in past memories, indelible scars and its originator.
More is a kind of self-blame.
The Black Knight was trembling all over, revealing an irresistible emotion, and a twisted sound came from behind the completely sealed helmet.
Laughing - When Saber understood this way, an indescribable chill pierced through the heart.
The black mist wrapped around the black knight's body rolled up and the vortex began to shrink. After the pouring magic fog dissipated, the dark armor finally revealed its true face.
It is a perfect armor that is neither gorgeous nor vulgar, but can combine practicality with gorgeousness.
The craftsmen did their best and meticulously cast, making them look majestic and refined. Even the countless scars on them became carvings that demonstrated their great military achievements, adding a brave style to them. It was an ideal combat outfit that all knights would envy.
Saber met the brave man who had galloped on the battlefield in that armor. He was an unparalleled swordsman who was more dazzling than anyone else, a knight and a brave warrior who was more outstanding than anyone else.
"How is it possible..."
I really hope I read it wrong. He is the ideal incarnation that embodies the name of "Knight". That mighty posture will never become a dark figure eroded by the crazy curse.
but--
It's not wrong, the sword body design is exactly the same as her own sword - the elf text engraving proved by the hands of the inhuman. The sharp blade reflects under the moon like a lake with shining light. It is an infinite sword that will never be destroyed by any blow.
Only he who is praised as the "Perfect Knight" is qualified to own the sword, and its name is also precious as the "Undestructible Lake Light" - it is evidence that the holder's real name is better than self-reporting the house.
It was like putting an end to the event, and the cursed magic sword that exuded an unknown aura was unsheathed for destruction.
“Scalp!(Cut).”
A sound full of determination, just as the meaning of words.
It was like the silver liquid gushing out of the underground fountain - mercury gathered into a whip and rushed towards Saber.
Just as it was about to hit, the mercury whip suddenly turned into a thin plate with a thickness of only a few microns, forming an ultra-thin blade like a blade. As a result, under the sharp blade of mercury, the thick steel and concrete ground were cut out like cutting tofu, and the gravel splashed out seemed to fly around like bullets.
Saber escaped from embarrassing memories at the critical moment, and his stiff body regained his freedom. He avoided this extraordinary slash, all thanks to her A-level intuition, and the terrifying sense of crisis made her body's reaction speed above her consciousness.
Ling Yi was not discouraged when the attack failed.
Mercury is a very heavy liquid substance at room temperature. When it moves at high speed under high pressure, it will have powerful movement energy. Moreover, Mercury can be transformed into various shapes such as whips, guns, and knives at will. Its sharpness is even greater than that of laser rays.
If one attack fails, there are two, three, and four. The countless attacks are not unchanged, and there will always be some results. Besides, Lancelot is there. He really intends to kill Saber, rather than having a joke of "learning a lesson".
Therefore, he only needs to cooperate with Lancelot's fierce and unsolvable offensive.
It just so happens that the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid has this ability.
“…………”
An indescribable roar, a vicious curse that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
The unforgettable hatred prompted the Black Knight to launch an endless storm-like offensive.
Under the undestroying attack of the undestroyed lake light, Saber's holy sword fired "shenyin". This holy sword that promised victory had no meaning in the hands of the master who had lost his fighting spirit. Berserker kept scolding Saber who could not fight back but just escaped. At this moment, he had completely liberated his true strength, and his sword skills were not comparable to those of his previous level.
Even if Saber is not injured at this moment, he may not be able to resist his momentum.
"Sink, sink. Then fall down in the face of despair and cry in the face of death, so that you can realize the value of life - but it is a little stupid."
It is absolutely right to use this word to describe it.
Ling Yi stood aside with his hands on his chest. Since he cooperated with the Black Knights to launch several joint attacks at the beginning, he has stopped moving. He just wanted to see Saber's powerless posture with a pure wait-and-see attitude.
Irony, putting in the wrong... These are more interesting choices.
However, it is extremely rare to see his body and mind fall into the bottomless abyss of demons with his own eyes.
Of course, the time must be calculated.
——It's almost done now.
Facing the fierce attack of the Black Knight, her body could no longer bear it, and her hands and feet were paralyzed by the strong impact. Saber was unmoved at all. The enemy's powerful strength and ruthless attacks several times higher than her were gradually disintegrating her psychological defense line.
My best friend, is this your resentment?
The anger towards fate and the hatred towards the country, people, and even my king, can no longer stop your sword.
It turns out that we have the same dream and have sacrificed our lives for the country.
If our ambitions are not different, will the result still be like this?
Redemption alone cannot lead the people forward and cannot bring prosperity to the country.
Not so.
Saber's bitter mood spread to his limbs and his already numb movements gradually slowed down. Such movements could not block Lancelot's next attack.
She has given up.
She longed and expected Lancelot to understand.
Only he, Lancelot, known as the Knight of the Lake, is the ideal knight.
Similarly, she also hopes that Lancelot will nod and agree that she is completely correct in her approach...
——Leave the lost people and want to be a saint alone.
This is how to do it.
A practice that even oneself cannot agree with.
As if seeking redemption, nothing is more ironic than this.
Saber fell softly to the ground, and the heavy pressure that made people breathless continued to squeeze her only remaining strength.
It has reached its limit, there is no way.
Perhaps, only this is the only redemption.
To be continued...