Chapter 751: Live without heart and lungs

? Pulling out the "Indestructible Lake Light", Lancelot's all parameters go further, plus his A+ level inherent skill "Endless Martial Training", Saber can't be his opponent.
In the original book, the frenzied Lancelot faces Saber and has always had the upper hand. The reason why he was stabbed to death by a sword was not a crime of war, but that his master had a problem. Jian Tong Yanye's quality as a magician was too poor to support his consumption of magic power.
And now, Lancelot, who has the strongest master, has as much magic power as he needs, but he is still forcibly and Saber five to five. This is a question of mentality.
As a follower, Lancelot is undoubtedly unqualified!
Ding Ding Qiang's sword light collided, and sporadic sparks splashed out. Two long swords, one black and one gold, were deadlocked in the air. Lancelot took the initiative to dissipate his strength, then Saber received the sword in time, and the two reviewed themselves. , Fight again.
There was no fierce fighting with fate, the two swordsmanship became more and more divergent, and there was quite the meaning of eyebrows.
Eimiya Kirishu looked darkly at the side, and Lancelot's identity was destined to be unable to turn over in front of Saber. If Duke didn't have a curse, the unconstrained Lancelot might fall to his side.
Kirishu Weimiya thought a lot, and there were a lot of despicable and despicable tricks, but he didn't think it was wrong, but took it for granted. It's just that if Duke is allowed to run out of Lingshu, it will be difficult for him. After all, Duke doesn't look at the lord who depends on Lingshu, he can do it by himself.
Du Ke Ruo Frost, what he tried hard to avoid still happened. The love and killing between the monarchs and his subjects made his liver hurt. After a brief thought, he raised the back of his hand with the spell.
The red light lit up, and Lancelot was the first to wake up, walking on the edge of self-destruction, suddenly realizing that his body was not under his control.
Berserker's rank has always been disgusted with the magic level, and Lancelot can't be exempted, he can't resist the spell.
"No, Master, please don't..."
Lancelot looked horrified, he could probably guess what Duke would order, and immediately pleaded.
Duke turned a blind eye and still said, "In the name of Lingshu, Lancelot, kill Sab in front of you for me..."
The purpose of capturing alive, holding hands and feet, and protecting against wind outside the door was purely to tease Lancelot. Duke never took it seriously. After all, he was not up to A. Out of respect for King Arthur, Duke decided to give her a decent way to die and was beheaded by Lancelot in a one-on-one duel.
Rumble!
The sudden thunderstorm rushed and interrupted the curse that Duke had given. Rider was riding the wheel of supernatural power and knocking Duke into the air at a speed that could not cover his ears.
The process of issuing the mantra was interrupted, and Duke himself was pretended to fall to the top of the building by the impact, freely falling downwards in a uniformly accelerated motion.
"Master!!" Lancelot was shocked, leaving Saber to rush towards the edge of the building, leaning down but seeing nothing.
Rider gave a retaliatory happy smile: "Gandalf, it's not right, you should be called the lord of Berserker. You deceived this king, just clear it up, remember not as an example."
The King of Conqueror, who has tens of thousands of friends, said that although the duel between Lancelot and King Dumao is not very interesting, it is crude enough to be like a battle between two third-rate swordsmen, but it is not a monarch and As evidence of the fetters of the courtier, he began to appreciate Saber a little, it was a path of conquest he had never walked.
Cang!
A sharp sword light flashed, and Lancelot burst out with surging killing intent, sprinting to the side of the bullock cart in three or two steps, jumping to the top of Rider's head, and the sword's edge cut straight down.
Rider hurriedly pulled out his saber to parry. Although he could run horses and chrysanthemums on his shoulders, his muscles were not equivalent to strength, and he had not prepared in advance, so Lancelot swept the bullock cart with a sword.
Rider rolled on the ground a few times, relieved his strength, and as soon as he raised his head, another sword light chased him.
The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention the overbearing king of conqueror, the angry Rider yelled again and again, and his muscles soared, and then...a lazy donkey rolled and escaped the sharp sword light of the point.
There is no way for Rider to conquer the world. It depends on his leadership temperament and military strategy. The personal strength is among the seven followers. Only when he counts from the back to the front can he be in the top three. Rider can only hide and fight against Lancelot. .
After ten moves, Lancelot picked up Rider's saber and kicked him out.
"Rider, are you okay?" Webber cried worriedly.
"Asshole, he swung his sword at his benefactor without hesitation. I would have let you die if I knew it." Rider rubbed his painful chest and barked his teeth.
Lancelot did not pursue, and his face was entangled: "Your kindness Lancelot is in mind, but you...you shouldn't attack my Master."
Rider got up and spit on the ground with a spit: "I don't know what to do, your character is too twisted, but fortunately, this king does not have a courtier like you."
"Extremely apologetic, but I have no other choice!" Lancelot smiled bitterly ashamed.
Saber nodded from the side, yes, this was the Qing Lancelot she knew. Even if he came as Berserker, he did not tarnish the noble character of the'Knight's Flower'.
For a long time, Saber did not have much resentment towards Lancelot, who had greened him. The knight’s back-to-back spirit allowed her to take full responsibility. She believed that she could not give the queen Gnevere happiness, which led to the tragedy. Lancelot The role played is the victim.
This is the difference between a man and a woman. If you change to a male version of King Arthur, you will definitely not be so polite to Lancelot, who has become green.
Male Arthur: Go to TMD and bless silently! Cramping and peeling, hanging on the gate of the city to show the public are all considered light. Only by dividing Lancelot's five horses and using his rebellious skull to make a toilet for the round table knights to use in turn can the king's hatred be eliminated.
This is the correct way for King Arthur to open, after all, the king is green and bloody!
Faced with Rider's reprimand and disdain, the honest man Lancelot fell into a psychological vicious circle of self-defeating and self-defeating. He secretly said that he was the root of all evil, raised the magic sword and launched a suicide attack on Saber again.
"Roar oh oh oh "
There was a sudden dragon roar, and a cold wind hit Lancelot's back. The crushed ice particles dispersed, and Lancelot's location was completely frozen. He himself maintained the charging posture and turned into a hard ice sculpture.
The ice-blue dragon body lay on the building, and the protruding dragon claws firmly grasped the edge of the top floor, protruding a small half of the dragon body and slender neck. Duke stood on top of the ice dragon's head, looking at Lancelot without a word, the Lingshu on the back of his hand flickered, and he didn't know what to think about.
Click! Click!
Lancelot broke free from the ice on his body. He could not ignore the magic damage. At this moment, his lips turned blue, his limbs stiffened, and he walked to the dragon's side and knelt down to Duke to apologize.
"Master, I..." Lancelot Nunu's mouth, and finally closed his mouth, he could not defend himself.
"Xiao Lan, you disappointed me too much!" Duke said with no emphasis, and the Ling curse on the back of his hand dimmed after all.
Lancelot lowered his head in shame and waited quietly for Duke's punishment.
"Fortunately, when I fell into the building just now, if you still choose to entangle with Saber for the first time, I will definitely kill you."
"Lancelot is deeply ashamed!" Lancelot clenched his fists and said nothing. Duke's words deeply pierced his heart, but he really didn't know how to choose.
Sometimes, Lancelot even blamed himself for not embarking on the path of knights, otherwise there would be countless tortures that made him unbearable.
It can only be said that honest people are too tired to live, Lancelot's character is too decent, and I can't realize the beauty of throwing the pot when I feel wronged. He would only complain about himself, silently take responsibility on himself, and then live even more aggrieved.
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The dragon's claws stretched out and clamped Lancelot, who was let by Duke, like an empty shell that lost his soul, with no intention of fighting.
"Qing Lancelot!" Saber tried to stop him with his sword, but was turned back by the flapping dragon, holding his sword in front of Eomiya Kiriji.
Seeing the dragon flying high, with a gesture of no return, Rider was on the wheels of supernatural power and was about to chase him: "Master of Berserker, are you planning to give up the victory? What about your duel with this king? "
Duke stood proudly at the leading position and glanced at the reluctant Rider: "The Battle of the Holy Grail is here. Everything I was looking forward to is over. It's time for the curtain to come to an end. If the King of Conqueror wants to leave, don't rush to this one. At that time, at least you have to wait for the shiny golden guys."
The ice dragon flapped its wings away, leaving a reverberation far away.
"I have prepared a grand funeral for all of you. Just tonight, those who have the courage can come!"
(End of this chapter)