The roar of light was still flowing, but in fact the light of the holy sword was just a moment. Because it was too dazzling and pure, it made people's body and mind involuntarily have longing, so it seemed extremely long.

The accelerated beam breaks through the shackles of space in one fell swoop. As the name suggests, the golden slash is actually the crystallization of the glory of the warriors. As long as this belief is implemented, the golden light will be invincible.

For granted, Duke's location was swallowed by the rushing golden light until the golden light disappeared at the end of the sky.

Excessive effort, Saber held the sword of Vow to Victory with both hands, trying to maintain the glory of the knight. His messy hair was hanging down and he was about to stand unsteadily.

Kiritsugu Emiya lay on the edge of the building, hanging from the ground with one foot. After climbing back to the ground, he couldn't help but feel scared. He almost said goodbye to the world.

"Win! The Sword of Vow to Victory is a level A-level opposing treasure. It hits the front, and even beerkers are not likely to survive..." Kiritsugu Emiya thought so, looking up in Duke's direction, and then his smile immediately turned into astonishment, and his mouth was open and he forgot to close.

The glory of the King's Sword wiped out the area where Duke was located, but in the middle, there was still a stubborn figure standing upright.

Gandalf, disguised as Duke, was present in front of Saber and Kiritsugu Emiya in an extremely embarrassed manner. Her armor was broken, her feet were tightly slapped on the ground, her left hand held the sadness of frost in front of her, and her right hand... was gone, and most of her body was gone. It was like cream grafted out by a hot knife, the arc-shaped cutout was extremely bright, and even the sections of the bones and internal organs could be seen.

Duke closed his eyes tightly, maintaining the posture of raising his sword to block it, and remained motionless, as if he was dead.

"Beerker, he died standing..." Saber showed respect, and although the figure ahead was embarrassed, he was extremely tall.

After Kiritsugu Emiya was stunned, fear flashed in his eyes and shouted loudly: "saber, he is not dead yet, hurry up and finish the attack!"

Although this injury is equivalent to death, the death of the servant is different from that of a normal person. If he really dies, his body will dissipate and return to the Temple of Heroes. Moreover, Kiritsugu of Emiya clearly saw that Duke's chest was still slightly swelling and breathing. Aber took a breath of cold air when he heard this, and then he saw Duke's closed eyes open, shaking his neck and hands and feet slightly, as if he was... used to his current body.

"The powerful treasure, which can personally experience the famous Sword of Victory, is worth the trip." Duke inserted the sadness of Frost on the ground, reached out and touched the right half, and was a little unaccustomed to it.

The vitality of the monsters made Saber and Kiritsugu Emiya unable to think. Can't this guy be killed?

"I forgot to tell you that I have experienced countless bloody battles during my lifetime. I can't even count them all in all sizes, but glory has always been with me. I will win every battle and win the enemy. No one has ever defeated me. Therefore, this legend that has been passed down from the Middle Earth Continent has become my treasure, "The mage will not die on the battlefield"!!" Duke said seriously and seriously. He did not fool people because there is no evidence to prove that he is fooling people.

Duke continued to suddenly... cough cough, and continued to talk about the ability of the treasure: "Holding this treasure, no matter how dangerous the battle is, no matter how powerful the enemy is, I will not die on the battlefield." Aber felt fascinated. What a heroic figure that could be able to realize such a treasure full of glory. Then he smiled bitterly: "In this way, won't you never defeat you?"

Duke thought to himself, worried that no one would answer the conversation, and didn't know how to put it down. He immediately said with a hoarse voice full of magnetic properties, "It's not the case. I can kill it too. If the golden blood of the gods sprinkle the sky, and then plant the most vicious curse, I can kill it!"

"Beerker, is this really the case?" A slim voice suddenly came from all directions, some like men and some like women, erratic, making people unable to tell the authenticity.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Eight black shadows wearing bone masks suddenly appeared, surrounding Duke, and the encirclement suddenly contracted, and the black shadows stabbed all kinds of weapons into Duke's body.

In the blink of an eye, Duke pierced several holes in his body, and each weapon stopped before he stopped without the handle.

"assassin!!" Saber's distance was a little far away, and his physical strength had not yet recovered, so he could only watch Duke's attack. Aber was shocked and angry. Even though Duke spoke rudely and even took away Alice Phil, he was forced by a spell, not out of his own wishes. A battle full of glory like him... Even if the mage could not defeat him head-on, he should not die from a despicable sneak attack.

After the assassins succeeded, they were not much joy, but instead a cold chill rose in their hearts. The weapons that opened the blood tank were filled with poisonous light, but no drop of blood was shedding. It was not until then that they woke up in shock that it seemed that Duke had lost most of his body and he was not seen bleeding on the ground.

Cold sweat slid down from his forehead. Assassins seemed to pull out their weapons and escape, but found that their weapons were as if they were imprisoned by steel and could not be pulled out with all their strength. In a terrified state, a desperate voice came from his ears.

"Rats, who can give you the courage to step on my battlefield, you really don't know how to live or die!"

A ball of black mist spread out from Duke's feet, and the flowing black spread along Assassin's feet. Wherever he passed, there were only white bones left. In just a blink of an eye, eight skeletons appeared beside Duke. The invasion of death was so fast that Assassin didn't even scream.

Hurry!

The skeleton fell to the ground and shattered, turning into powder and disappeared, while Duke let out a breath of turbid air, bursting out his magic power and popping out the sword on his body.

"I really don't want to use this trick, but... I took your vitality." A glimmer flashed in Duke's eyes, and the cut-off vacant parts grew rapidly.

First there was the skeleton, then the internal organs, and finally the flesh and blood texture, blood vessels and meridians, and a new layer of skin covered, and the whole person was full of blood and resurrected without even a scratch.

Duke flipped his wrist and another handful of fire pleasure was extracted from the void. The double-held warrior silver hair danced, indicating that there was no big problem in fighting another seventy or eighty servants.

"..." Aber's eyes twitched. What's this? How can he fight? This is simply cheating!

Kiritsugu Emiya had never been as desperate as he was today. Even though he saw Duke exerting a powerful force that could sweep the Holy Grail battle before, he didn't feel that there was no possibility of victory. But now, he couldn't see any possibility of victory... Oh, he could still find the blood of the gods and curse Duke!

"Saber, let's continue, take out the courage of your ever-victorious king." Duke said kindly: "No need to be depressed. I can remind you that if I cut off my limbs and seal them at the four poles of heaven and earth, I can also make my treasure invalid. Come on, cut off my head!" Aber was silent for a moment, and said this as if he hadn't said it, but she still raised the golden sword. Giving up was impossible, and rbq was impossible, and she was ready to fight to the death.

Rumble

The clear sky was suddenly covered with cloudless clouds. Der drove the wheel of divine power and descended from the sky with his beloved concubine, raised his broad sword and pointed at Duke.

"Ah hahaha! Beerker, I ask you, you said that you can kill you by cutting off your limbs and head and sealing them all over the world. Is it true?"

Duke nodded and said righteously: "This is natural. I have devoted my whole life to the truth and I will never tell a lie!" Aber frowned on the side. It was uncomfortable to be intervened in duel, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. Duke put too much pressure on her.

"Since that's the case, let me give it a try!" Rider's long sword swept across the building, and the top floor of the building was immediately replaced by strange magic power, and everyone disappeared without a trace with him.

The wind swept by. After everyone disappeared, Lancelot, who had arrived late, rushed to the roof. Looking at the empty surroundings, he felt extremely anxious. He just saw an extremely dazzling golden light, and the dazzling light was an existence that he could never forget in his life.

It can be said that even if Lancelot forgot his surname and turned into a beerker who had no ability to think, the figure was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Arthur..." Lancelot murmured to himself, his eyes hesitant, but more firm.

As for Duke... Unfortunately, Lancelot just thought about Daimao and forgot all his master's lord.

Thanks to book friends: elegant cabbage, Feng Bushen, Ziwei Dijun, Xiangshan Layman 233, Tyrannosaurus' journey, collecting beautiful girls aged 16 to 25, Night of the Delusioner, 08a, Long Yiyu, Forget about the Street of Duck Foot Street, I am not perfect, but I am the only reward!

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