Chapter 742: Who is the follower, who is the master

In the elevator, looking at the floor numbers that are beating at a constant speed, Duke can't help but smack his lips: "Xiaolan, you are really boring, so I will have a lot of fun!"
Lancelot knelt on one knee and placed one hand on the polished floor of the elevator, spreading the dark red lines like blood vessels. He regarded the elevator as a weapon and manipulated it.
For Lancelot, weapons are a concept, not a fixed sense of swords, guns, swords, F22, and battle axe cruise. If necessary, street lights, folding stools, and toilet brushes can all be regarded as weapons, which can be turned into D-class treasures through his NTR hands.
If Lancelot's heart is bigger, it might really be possible to hold the earth upside down... I just don't know if Duke's magic power can hold Lancelot to lift the earth and hit people.
"Master, we are fighting, it's better to be cautious!"
"Hey, there is Di Lu Muduo, where is Xiaolan your opponent. It is also to seduce the sister-in-law. He was taken by his eldest brother for thousands of times, but you have been at large. This is the gap!"
"Master, can we not talk about it?" Lancelot is going crazy. You can say this awkward thing eight times a day, aren't you tired?
"No!"
"..."
Lancer stood at the elevator entrance on the twentieth floor, watching the beating numbers getting closer and closer, excitedly playing with two guns, and waiting for the elevator door to open, there was a stab of Goddess of Luck. As a result, the elevator passed in front of him without stopping. Instead, it went all the way, watching the posture and went straight to the top floor.
With rich combat experience, he immediately realized that the enemy had cracked Kenneth's magic, no matter what the so-called cat-and-mouse game, disappeared and rushed to Kenneth's position.
At the bottom elevator entrance on the 32nd floor, Kenneth was a little dumbfounded. He lost control of the elevator. No matter how he rewritten the magic command, he couldn't stop the elevator.
"Kenneth, something is wrong!" Sola's brows were sweating, and the Magic Fortress couldn't even stop it.
"It's okay, there is one last line of defense..." Kenneth couldn't help feeling a little nervous as the elevators were getting closer and closer. He pursed his dry lips, and protected Sora behind him.
It's a pity that Kenneth's high hopes for the different space, the space barrier between the 32nd and 31st floors, was stalemate for only three seconds after being penetrated by the elevator, and it was completely useless.
Finally, with a clear tone, the elevator reached the top floor, the two doors opened, and Duke led Lancelot into Kenneth's sight.
Do not know the servants and masters?
Kenneth was stunned, but it wasn't Eimiya Kirishu...No, who are you two?
"Wait, are you masters and followers?"
Duke was in a modern costume, which was directly ignored by Kenneth. Instead, it was Lancelot's armor and a proper follower. This surprised Kenneth, because all the identities of the followers have been confirmed, and there is indeed no such person as Lancelot.
Did the Holy Grail re-elect a pair of masters and slaves after Caster died?
Kenneth turned his mind to countless possibilities, but he didn't expect Gandalf to be a counterfeit. Not only him, but everyone would not think that the bad old man who dangled the sky was pretending to be the master.
"Kenneth El, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what! The genius magician of the clock tower, your name is like a thunderous ear, today is your doom!" Duke said like this, reaching out a cold light from the void Tough long sword.
Kenneth secretly said that it was not good, regardless of where the master came from, he was already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of intelligence.
"Kenneth, hurry up and summon Lancer!" Sora said urgently behind him. Kenneth is a genius, but only the follower can fight the follower.
"Of course I know..." Kenneth took a deep breath and didn't use the spell summoning because he could sense that the lancer was approaching quickly. He knew that he could not defeat the follower, but he was still somewhat confident when he blocked it for a moment.
"The magician on the opposite side, since he has taken out his costume, don't you plan to be named?" Kenneth is going to delay for a while. If he provokes his opponent and loses his mind, it is best to ask for a single challenge.
"Nobody, you don't know if you say it." Duke walked towards Kenneth, and Lancelot followed closely.
"Xiao Lan, you are here to guard, don't let Lancer disturb, I want to ask the genius of the clock tower for two tricks!"
"Understand!" The opponent is the enemy's master, Lancelot did not stop him, and the excessive admonition was disrespect for the monarch. He believed that Duke was far superior to Kenneth.
Kenneth was determined to be a wild way magician who wanted to be famous and crazy. With his fingers spread out, the carpet under his feet was flowing like mercury gathered around him.
Moon Essence Liquid!
The Moon Spirit Liquid uses nearly 300 kilograms of mercury as a carrier, uses its physical characteristics, and combines the magician's own fluid operation to make it. Through Kenneth's own magic engraving operation, it is his favorite dress in many collections.
Automatic defense, automatic lock-in, and automatic defense can be called a universal weapon. Kenneth decided to let the country magician open his eyes to know what the gap is.
Kenneth didn't see any movement, the flowing mercury suddenly turned into a long whip, and slashed it at Duke.
Ding!
Duke raised his sword to his side, blocking the extremely fast slashing attack, which made Kenneth take a breath. Seeing Duke's one-handed sword posture, there was obviously more power left.
"What a strong arm, this guy is not easy!" Kenneth knew very well that the power of the Moon Spirit Liquid, comparable to the impact of a machine, was definitely not something normal humans could stop. He thought it was Duke using magic.
In the next second, the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid suddenly shot out eight small long whips after returning, waved a phantom in the air, and slashed down towards Duke.
Duke held the sword in one hand and stabbed his arm continuously, blocking all of them without fail. But before it was over, the long whip that had been blocked was swung down again, cutting through the air and hitting several phantoms in succession, enveloping him in dense mahjong.
Mercury's offensive is like a gust of wind and rain, the pressure is pressing, leaving no room for breathing, and the trajectory is tricky, and the angle of attack is all-round.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding----
Duke held a long sword and stabbed it out quickly before the rainstorm. No matter how Kenneth increased the frequency, no attack broke through the blockade.
"hateful!"
Kenneth made a decisive decision, injecting more magic power to increase the attack power of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, and the mercury sphere gathered in front of him, and paused for a while as if charging.
Suddenly, the hairy spikes extended and shot out, covering the entire corridor within the attack range. Thousands of fine needles shot out at the same time, and Kenneth couldn't help feeling that the magical power was consumed intensely, but it was all worth it, because he firmly believed that his attack could not be blocked.
Click — click —
Suddenly, the cold air spread, and the long needle that was shot out quickly slowed down in the air, and when it was near Duke, it was frozen to death by the low temperature. A layer of frost condensed on the roof of the corridor walls and turned into a biting ice cellar.
"Damn, what kind of magic is this?"
Kenneth took a step back subconsciously, and it was this step that saved him from severe injuries from a severed arm.
In his sight, I saw Duke holding his sword with both hands and slashing at him from a distance. The blades were far apart, but the chill of death was suffocating. Kenneth only saw a flash of white training, and there was a vertical blood port at the position of his shoulder. The mercury defense in front of him was also cut straight through a vertical line.
Kenneth was stunned on the spot, gasping for the cold air stinging in his chest. The injury was not serious, but for the first time he felt that death was so close.
"No, you are not the master, you are pretending to be a follower!"
At this moment, a dark blue figure appeared at the other end of the corridor. It was Lancer holding two guns. Seeing Kenneth's injury, Lancer looked furious and rushed up with his gun~EbookFREE.me~ and grabbed the man in armor, he is the master! "
Lancer heard the words, his eyes flashed by, and he teleported behind Lanslot at a speed that deserved the title of first agility.
The red magic spear was raised and pierced at Lancelot's shoulder, trying to nail it to the wall.
Time seemed to slow down several times, Lancer keenly caught the change in Lancelot's breath, and the strong anger that broke out, with a dark red long sword, slashed at him heavily.
Lancer was horrified and was hit, this guy is the follower!
Huh!
The sword light flashed, Lancer stepped back several steps to stop his figure, and like Kenneth, there was a bright red on his shoulders. He ignored the wound on his body and shouted: "My master, the guy in front of me is the follower!"
"It's impossible!" Kenneth couldn't believe it, easily breaking through the defense of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, it must be the follower.