Chapter 738: Lancelot: Master, you know Saber is...

The weird quiet, the gloomy underground palace, the faint blood, and the horrible scenes that make people's hearts gloomy. This is where Caster chose to build the magic workshop, just like his black wizard's aesthetic.
But at this moment, the wonderful artwork he carefully constructed is being forcibly demolished in a frenzied manner.
The Magic Workshop aims to create a new and different space, and build infinite murderous opportunities in a small space. However, Caster's magical attainments are really too bad. In addition to some magic traps and mechanisms, more often rely on a large number of water monsters as the mainstay. Means of defense.
boom! boom! Rumbling
Thunder surged, the golden sledge hammer fell, spreading blue plasma on the ground.
Lei Guang ran away, the swarms of snakes spread!
The fragile water monster was exposed to thunder light, and the branches were trembling with electricity. The water vapor in the body evaporated, withered into bark and fell, and its ability to resurrect was restrained.
Duke plays the servant Beerker, wielding a pair of gold sledgehammers that add up to 600 kilograms to open the way. Behind him is the lord Lancelot who has seen a ghost, and he kills the missing water monster with a sword. Seeing Duke lifting his weight lightly, blasting the magic trap, and smashing the water monster into small pie, Lancelot didn't know what to say.
Lancelot: With all due respect, haven't you been hollowed out? Why are you stronger than me?
Duke: I don't have many advantages. I have average magic skills, a dumb mouth and inflexible brains. I just have strength!
Yusheng Ryunosuke was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot at this time. He was not afraid of death. As an excellent murderer, he was always curious about death, even if death was about to fall on him.
Yusheng Ryunosuke is not afraid of death, but he still doesn't want to die. He didn't really understand death and felt unwilling to die like this before he felt the truth.
"Caster, the water monsters and traps are completely useless. Beerker is about to rush in. Are you too calm?" The big-eyed marshal looked as usual, still chanting the summoning spell indifferently, which made Yusheng Ryunosuke somewhat Crazy.
"No need to worry, if you can't resist it, it's useless to worry about it." After all, he was a soldier who had been a commander in his lifetime, Caster was slow and not anxious because of the disadvantages of the war.
"Hey, don't you just give up like that? It will die, we will both die!" Yusheng Ryunosuke was unable to complain, and Caster's heart was too big.
"No way, Beerker is too strong. If I give me enough time to prepare, it will give him a big gift. But now, the attack has come too suddenly, and I have nothing to do."
"Don't just accept your fate like this, okay, don't you still have a dream to complete?" Yusheng Ryunosuke scratched his hair, he really didn't want to die.
"That said, but Ryunosuke, what good way do you have to let me defeat Beerker?" Caster frowned, because his eyes were too big and his facial features were extremely discordant. This action made him look very hideous.
In fact, Caster was as unwilling as Yusheng Ryunosuke. He came to this holy war, but did not have the opportunity to confide in Joan of Arc, only to feel that the gods were so unfair to him.
Yusheng Ryunosuke was stunned for a moment, he had no idea, but seeing the crystal ball next to Caster, the ghost and goddess pointed at Lancelot behind Duke: "This person is the master, and he was caught to threaten Beerker. "
Caster's eyes lit up: "Ryunosuke, you are right, this is a good way!"
Under the premeditated command of Caster, the water monsters launched a suicide charge. The tides slapped them one after another, blocking Duke and Lancelot, and purposefully leading Lancelot. Go to the last line of defense.
Duke was squeezed out of the offensive trajectory, but seeing Lancelot rushing into the rear, the sound transmission told him to move forward, and the enemy was confused by their concealed combat plan.
Lancelot's sword-swinging offensive was even more swift, and Caster's strength was too far behind his estimate, so he decided to solve the opponent quickly so as not to delay Duke's chance to win.
Huh!
The light blue transparent magic light curtain was smashed by a sharp sword, and Lancelot was bloodied to kill Caster. There is no water monster here, but his eyes are swept away, and he stops because of extreme anger.
The corpses were scattered all over the place, and the dried blood was tightly held on the ground. Just looking at it, you could feel the blood rushing toward your face.
If it was just a corpse, Lancelot had seen a lot during his lifetime, even the young bones were not a few. The reason for the deep shock was that these young corpses had all been decomposed. Scattered fragments, hollowed out the inner palace of the chest cavity, can't find even a complete one.
Lancelot knows that humans are creatures with a tendency to destroy. Fear and oppression will destroy the nerves of reason and make humans ugly and tyrannical. On the battlefield, such people are not uncommon. After walking a tightrope on the edge of life and death, soldiers will choose innocent people to vent, and through stronger stimulation, make them feel that they are alive.
But the reason why knights are noble and respected is precisely because they prove that humans are more than despicable. On the battlefield soaked in blood, they uphold honor and pride, abandon fear and hatred, and live on the hell-like battlefield with a human attitude.
Lancelot was unwilling to call himself a knight because of the stains during his lifetime, but he never dared to forget his noble character. He couldn't stand the evil spirit Caster that tarnished human dignity.
"Damn you!" Lancelot's arm holding the sword trembled a little, and he was already extremely angry.
Caster's face was gloomy, and he grinned: "As a master, your talents are indeed excellent, but facing the followers alone, I advise you..."
"Don't talk to me, you are not worthy!" Lancelot interrupted Caster directly: "Your soul is disgustingly ugly. Every word you say is so dirty in my ears."
"Oh, why do you say that?" Yusheng Ryunosuke stood in Caster, tilting his head and defended: "Compared with prolonging a worthless life, I realize that death is all about death, and I am not killing, but It’s a kind of creation."
As he spoke, Yusheng Ryunosuke opened his hands, as if he was fulfilling his sacred mission, his face involuntarily showed a happy expression.
Lancelot was stunned. He thought Caster was a pervert, but he didn't expect his lord to be too much. It was the first time he heard this kind of sophistry. Under the command of Caster, three or five water monsters rushed up from all around, entangled Lancelot, who was in shock, and easily wrapped him into rice dumplings, leaving only the head outside.
If Lancelot is changed to Lancelot by the demon, here is a book!
After catching Beerker’s lord, Caster was in a good mood, and walked to Lancelot in three steps in two steps, with a faint resentment in his eyes: "In the past, I also believed that the world was full of hope with you, but then I Only then did I know that it was just a trick of the gods to play with people's hearts."
Lancelot was disdainful, and those who were willing to fall always had one reason or another. Just as the magic power broke out, a figure flashed across the field, and Duke rode the Nightmare Warhorse, teleporting behind Yusheng Longzhisuke.
"Ah! Caster, ah"
The horse's hoof was raised high and stepped on the ground, and the cry for help turned into a scream.
Caster hurriedly took out the dagger from his arms, put it on Lancelot's neck, and yelled to Duke: "Beerker, don't hurt Ryunosuke, your lord is in my hand!"
Duke was surprised by the surrounding tragedies, and when he heard these words, he frowned and looked at him: "Xiao Lan, what are you doing?"
"I'm very sorry, I just..."
"Well, no need to explain, kill him quickly!"
The simple conversation between the master and the follower made Caster confused. He looked at Lancelot and then at Duke: "Beerker, I'll say it again, and quickly return Ryunosuke to me. We sign an armistice agreement, and I will also release your master."
Duke grinned, "Give it back to you, you said it!"
A blast of cold broke out, and Yusheng Ryunosuke, who was vomiting blood on the ground, was frozen into a can of ice, and the nightmare warhorse jumped up to crush the ice. The block of ice with his head rolled on the ground and stopped at Caster's feet.
"Ryunosuke"
Caster shook his hand, the dagger fell to the ground, he staggered holding up his head on the ground, his eyes dull and dull on the spot.
Puff!
The sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh and bones rang in his ears, and Caster only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and lowered his head to see the tip of the sword penetrating his heart. Looking again, Lancelot didn't know when he broke free, and he was still wearing a heavy armor.
No breath leaked, but Caster could feel that Lancelot was a follower.
"How come, all the servants have already appeared, who are you?" Caster's eyes widened, and death was approaching, unable to give any strength.
"My name is Lancelot, and I will come to this Holy Grail battle with the rank of Beerker!" Lancelot was murderous and reported his name before Caster's death.
"The famous Knights of the Round Table... That..." Caster turned his head and looked at Duke: "Then who are you?"
Duke smiled softly, took off the hand armor, revealing the empty back of his hand, and then the red light lit up, and the blood red spell curse faintly emerged: "What do you think?"
Caster was dumbfounded, his body turned into shining dust and disappeared. Before he died, he was still muttering to himself: "My Joan of Arc, such a powerful enemy, can you defeat them?"
With the death of Caster, the magic workshop he arranged also dissipated. The summoned water demon rotted into mud, the breeze blew, and the underground palace was flowing a little bit of blood.
After eliminating Caster and eliminating the combination of the master and the servant, Lancelot did not rejoice. When I think of the corpses around me being alive before, I feel that my heart is held down by the boulder, and it is too heavy to breathe.
Duke rummaged around the side, found a crystal ball from the pile of magic utensils made by Caster, closed his eyes and felt it, then smiled and put it away.
"Master, what are you doing?" Lancelot's temperament became more and more melancholy, and he began to question whether the Holy Grail War was necessary. If Caster was not summoned by the Holy Grail, today's tragedy would not happen.
"Oh, I just tried to summon the dead souls, but I didn't find any of them. Caster's souls are all stored in this crystal ball. I'll go back and try it. Maybe I can save it." Duke blinked. If their father doesn’t mind the child’s bloodshed, he should be able to have a happy family.
Lancelot lifted his spirits: "Can you bring the dead to life?"
"I don't know, I haven't succeeded in resurrecting the dead, and changing the soul is also the soul of the living."
"In any case, you are a benevolent monarch. It is Lancelot's greatest honor to be your servant and fight for you." Lancelot dissipated his armor and fell to Duke's feet. .
"Oh, can you swing a sword at King Arthur for me now?"
"..."
"Well~EbookFREE.me~ I won't force you, you just need to remember the previous vows, catch Saber alive and give me the wind." Duke waved his hand very generously.
After hearing Duke emphasize this oath, Lancelot instinctively felt that something was wrong, and cautiously asked: "Master, who is the female Saber you are talking about?"
Duke's eyes shone brightly: "I don't know very well, but Caster always calls her Joan of Arc, she must be the famous French village girl."
"That's it..." Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief, vowing to promise: "Please rest assured, in the name of the king, I will definitely fulfill my oath!"
"Very good, very good!" Duke Tuhuazi laughed.
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(End of this chapter)