Among them are armors made of magic power, which are extremely effective.
To put it simply, the Magic Knight armor on Artoria is almost useless in front of this red magic gun!
So the first round between the two sides actually ended in a draw.
"This man is very powerful." Artoria looked a little serious.
At this time, both Irisviel and the opponent's master immediately cast [Healing Magic], which instantly healed the subject's injuries.
After the previous confrontation, both sides had a certain understanding of each other's strength.
So it’s almost time to show off some real skills.
Arturia successively removed the obstructive armor on her body and the 'Wind King Barrier' on the sword, and the Sword of Victory immediately burst out with dazzling golden light.
But the familiar ‘Brush Brother’ Diarmuid had already prepared his backhand. He raised his foot and immediately grabbed his second ‘brush’. Ah, it’s the magic spear - the inevitable Huang Qiangwei!
This magic gun is relatively shorter, only 1.4 meters long.
When Artoria rushed over and waved her long sword, the short spear in Diarmuid's hand was also pointed directly at her vitals.
Die together?
No!
It was Artoria who suffered even more.
Because Diarmuid also held the [Demon-Destroying Red Rose] in his other hand, which was enough to block her sword.
"Saber! I won this battle."
"This is a trap set for me, you can't force it!"
The two of them had different ideas.
Uh-huh!
Blood splatters!
Chapter 842 Is your name Jin Shining?
"Wonderful battle."
In the night, Abel stood on the top of a certain warehouse, watching the entire battle process between Saber and Lancer, from testing each other, to using their trump cards, to making choices, and he couldn't help but make this comment.
Just now, Arturia did not bet on whether her sword could kill the opponent, but saw through the enemy's purpose, and finally used extremely superb swordsmanship to pierce Diarmuid's wrist.
The shot that Diarmuid was determined to win not only failed to exert its power, but also hit the target crookedly.
The final result was that both of their wrist tendons were severed.
But it doesn’t matter, this kind of injury can be easily healed by Master using healing magic.
"No, Saber, I just used healing magic, but it didn't work at all."
Irisviel's somewhat anxious voice sounded from behind Artoria.
The injury on Diarmuid's wrist has now recovered as before.
The source of this is his short yellow magic gun - [The Destroyed Yellow Rose]!
This gun contains the curse of "Unable to Heal Wounds". Any injury caused by being stabbed by it will become an irreversible wound.
Even the Master's healing magic is powerless.
This is Diarmuid's trump card.
He just chose to trade injuries for injuries in order to maximize the power of this magic gun!
It's a pity that Artoria was not fooled.
The result was only the loss of one of his hands.
When the battle reaches this level, both sides basically know each other's identity.
They all pointed out the other party's identity, but they stopped short of saying it too directly.
Ilya, who was sitting on Abel's shoulder, didn't quite understand, so she simply asked.
"Abel, who is that Lancer? Is he very powerful?"
Facing the ignorant little Lolita, Abel smiled softly and said: "That guy is the chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights. His real name is Diarmuid Odina."
"He has a sense of justice, pays attention to chivalry, attaches great importance to love and justice, and attaches great importance to personal reputation."
"Strength, it's quite a bit. Those two magic spears are the natural enemies of many servants who rely on Noble Phantasms."
"It's just a pity"
Abel directly exposed all the Lancer’s background.
As for what is a pity.
Of course it's a pity that this guy is obviously loyal to his wife, but he always falls into trouble because of his charm.
In addition, since ancient times, everyone has understood the lucky e of the spearman.
It would be better if he was summoned as a Saber class, but Lancer is hopeless and is waiting to die!
Abel's words were directly transmitted to Emiya Kiritsugu's ears simultaneously.
This guy and his assistant were already fully armed and hiding at a nearby high point, looking for the Lancer's master.
As a ‘magician killer’, Emiya Kiritsugu is a ‘heretic’.
Pistols, grenades, sniper rifles, etc. are all his "heretical methods".
He will not use his magic unless absolutely necessary.
As for placing a bug on his daughter, although he did it a little bit, in Emiya Kiritsugu's opinion, it was to better protect his daughter and end the Holy Grail War as soon as possible.
As long as the [Judge] is present, he can easily obtain information about the other party's servants.
This is one of the ways he can think of using it.
This also made him immediately realize that the Assassin's elimination was an illusion to deceive other Masters.
At this moment, a thunder suddenly came from the horizon.
‘Conquering King’ Iskandar also brought his master, driving the ‘Flying Hoof Thunder Bull’ and ‘Divine Power Wheel’ and flew down from the air to the center of the battlefield.
And as soon as he appeared on the stage, he announced his existence loudly, saying his real name and rank without any care, leaving his master, Webber Velvet, dumbfounded and completely shattered.
How can you play like this?
And what’s even more confusing is yet to come.
'King of Conqueror' Iskandar not only stopped the battle between Saber and Lancer, but after learning that Artoria was actually the famous King Arthur, he was also surprised that the King of Knights was such a little girl. .
Little girl.
This title directly annoyed Artoria!
Coupled with the annoyance of being interfered with in the fight, she really wanted to slash the opponent with a knife.
As a result, in the face of Artoria's hostility, the 'Conquering King' Iskandar not only didn't care, but also wanted to win over Saber and Lancer as his subordinates, and enjoy the pleasure of conquering the world together.
After being flatly rejected, he even laughed and made a heroic declaration.
"All the heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, please come together now!"
"Cowards who are afraid of showing their faces will be despised by 'Conqueror King' Iskandar!"
Under this declaration, the first person to appear was the 'King of Heroes' Gilgamesh.
"I didn't expect that two rats would appear in one night, ignoring my existence and calling themselves kings."
Gilgamesh stood on the street lamp with an absolutely proud attitude, looking down at everyone.
And as soon as he opened his mouth, he mocked the two kings, King Arthur and the King of Conqueror.
Iskandar felt speechless. He said that he was a well-known conqueror.
As a result, Gilgamesh immediately mocked: "What a joke! I am the only person in the world who is truly qualified to be king. The rest are just some unscrupulous cultivators."
"What a big tone. Even the King of Heroes dares to speak so brazenly."
A voice suddenly came from not far away, and then everyone felt an unparalleled aura and pressure.
If Gilgamesh is just saying that I am the only one in the world.
So in this heart-stopping aura, everyone felt the domineering power of the other party!
Without exception, everyone’s eyes turned to him.
There, two figures, one large and one small, were walking slowly.
After seeing the person clearly, Artoria and Irisviel immediately showed extremely shocked expressions.
The guy who just released that terrifying momentum was actually him? !
Illya’s servant, Abel? !
"Come down, I don't have the habit of raising my head to look at people."
Abel just waved his hand and made a powerful flying slash, which instantly cut off the street lamp under Gilgamesh's feet.
So that it has to fall to the ground, no longer high above.
"Where did you come from, miscellaneous cultivator? You are looking for death!"
"How dare you let me, who should be looked up to, stand on the same ground as you rats."
"Such disrespect is worthy of death! I will make you disappear into ashes!"
Gilgamesh looked directly at Abel angrily, a large amount of golden light shone behind him, countless artifacts were looming, and the king's treasure house had been quietly opened!
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Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Gilgamesh didn't care who the visitor was, he immediately launched five golden Noble Phantasms, or the prototypes of some Noble Phantasms.
Abel, on the other hand, chose to concentrate his armed domineering energy on his fists, and then quickly waved his fists.
Each punch accurately knocked aside the flying weapons.
This is a bit too much!
Even the 'Conquering King' Iskandar was stunned and couldn't help but admire: "What a tempered body this is, it can actually knock down all Archer's attacks with just a pair of iron fists. What do you think, boy. Huh?"
When Iskandar needed a compliment, he unexpectedly found that no one responded to him.
He turned around and looked helpless.
Because his master fell into a coma because he couldn't bear Abel's domineering aura just now.
This is very embarrassing. Doesn’t it seem like his master is a bit weak?
Forget it, Iskandar turned to look at Saber.
Arturia said very carefully at this time: "It's very strong, and this guy is not serious at all."
Seeing that someone recognized his point of view, Iskandar nodded with satisfaction.
"Oh? He actually blocked it, so what?"
Gilgamesh raised his head proudly, and the golden vortex behind him instantly increased to a dozen.
How could he be serious?
But Abel smiled.
"If you dare to attack me as a ruler, then all counterattacks I make will be allowed by the rules of the Holy Grail War."
"Are you ready to taste the bitter consequences of the sin of pride, Gilgamesh!"
Abel opened his arms and was liberating his power step by step.
The powerful aura exuding from his body was also rising rapidly, causing all the other servants present to change their expressions.
But the Masters were more concerned about what Abel just said.