Chapter 755: Howl of a defeated dog

? The style of the Berserker group went wrong, but the Battle of the Holy Grail could not be stopped for this. It would be useless to entangle these.
Seeing the arms around Lancelot, Rider secretly shook his head. The opponent had the advantage of long-range firepower and could not give him room to play. He manipulated the wheels of Shenwei to start the charge.
The dark magic power was condensed in his hand, and Lancelot had almost no pause for aiming, and instantly pulled the trigger at the wheel of Shenwei. The rocket with its red tail swayed out of its chamber, followed by three more missiles. The magic power was not exhausted. RPG was equivalent to having unlimited ammunition.
Coming to the rank of Rider, the King of Conquer is best at high-altitude operations among the seven followers, driving the wheels of Shenwei to dodge the galloping missiles.
Rider is very confident in his own strength, except for the glittering Archer and Duke who fouls all kinds of fouls, he is not afraid of any opponents. Taking Webber on the battlefield is the best proof that self-confidence can protect Webber's safety.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh
The four missiles deflected, climbed vertically in the air, completed a 180-degree roll, and tracked the Shenwei Wheel again.
Weber on the chariot warned in surprise: "Rider, think of a way, you can't avoid it by dodge."
Rider frowned. Since he came to the world, he likes to watch military TV shows. Knowing the power of these shells is not a joke once they are hit.
The wheel of Shenwei speeded forward, and Rider tried to get close to Lancelot. Six more missiles came in his sight. Ten missiles flanked from the front and back, and Rider fell into a dangerous situation in high spirits, and with a loud shout, he pulled the reins and fled to the sky.
Ten missiles converged, and the finished characters lined up, chasing the wheel of God's might in the sky.
"Webber, hold on, don't fall!" Rider glanced back, with an expectant smile, without any sense of urgency to be pursued, and controlled the wheel of God's power to fly higher and higher.
"Wow ah ah--"
Webber's eyes burst into tears, and the missiles controlled by magic power rushed in. He smelled the smell of death.
Suddenly, the sky pressed down a large black cloud, and purple thunder bred in it, occasionally leaking a gleam of light, which was deafening thunder.
"Hahaha, this is so fun!"
Rider let out a heroic laugh, and the thunderclouds in the sky automatically dispersed a gap. After the wheel of Shenwei drove in, the chasing missile also plunged in.
boom! boom! boom! boom----
Ten explosions sounded continuously, connecting into a winding line, and the sky suddenly exploded with a roar of fire like a dragon.
The black thundercloud was blown up by the red fire. Rider took Webber and landed unscathed. Webber looked at the rest of his life, but Rider pulled out his sword and pointed it at Lancelot: "Berserker, this kind of firepower cannot defeat this king. , Show your true ability, or say...this is your full strength?"
Lancelot didn't speak, and the four sudden missiles were the best response. Facing the head-and-face attack, Rider frowned in excitement and turned slightly to protect Webber.
"Rider, the rocket is coming, get out of the way!" Webber was shocked, shaking Rider's red cloak.
"Ah, compared to these, the really troublesome guy is here." Rider pulled the reins, and the wheel of Shenwei took a few steps back and stopped.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The golden afterimage flashed by, and four sharp blades flew from a distance. The arrows generally penetrated the missile, causing it to collectively expose itself in the air.
The exploding fire light illuminates the trail in the valley, and the strong wind swept across, both Lancelot and Rider were on guard, looking at the golden armored figure that appeared not far away.
Archer!
This time, the street lamp king stood on the tip of a big tree, unwilling to let others be higher than himself.
The breeze came slowly, and the three followers each took a corner. The atmosphere in the field gradually became serious. Webber was frightened by the three forces and hurriedly covered his mouth and dared not speak.
"Yo, the golden king of Babylon, if it's a dinner party, you're late." Rider was very dissatisfied with Archer's unauthorized interruption of the battle.
"Shut up, shit! Anyone who claims to be king without permission is not qualified to talk to this king." Archer dismissed it. "If this is a banquet, only the moment the king arrives will it be considered the real start."
Because of Duke's chaotic entry, the king's banquet in the original book did not occur, and the three kings naturally did not have the opportunity to talk about the king's way, so Archer looked down on Rider, thinking that he was just a crude martial artist, and appreciation was even more impossible to talk about.
Rider shook his head helplessly, "It's the same again, this guy can't communicate at all!"
Archer ignored Rider's complaint and stared fiercely at Lancelot: "It looks like you are the real Berserker. Where is your lord, that bad old man, let him come out and lead him to death."
"The Master is preparing for the ceremony of the coming of the Holy Grail. There is no time to greet you. Besides, the evil guests come and let the courtiers send them." In terms of protecting the monarch, Lancelot's mouth is still quite numb.
"Holy Grail!?"
Archer was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was angry: "The thief actually tried to take advantage of this king's treasure, a man of great rebellion, this king has one more reason to kill him."
"And you bastard, don't stand in the way, this king wants to retrieve my Holy Grail!"
Lancelot can't keep up with Archer's brain circuit. When did the Holy Grail become his private property?
Probably seeing Lancelot’s puzzlement, Archer folded his shoulders with his hands in a proud gesture: "This king is the oldest hero king. All the treasures in the world belong to this website. The Holy Grail is natural. No exception."
When it came, Archer added: "Your shameless lord, stealing this king's treasure, you really deserve to die!"
"Absurd, it's just your wishful thinking, but..." Lancelot's expression remained unchanged: "Even if you insult my Master, I won't care too much, because the wailing of the losing dog is for the winner. The best trophy!"
It looks like this, but in fact Lancelot still agrees. Archer is right. His master is indeed an out-and-out bastard, the kind of gnashing one's teeth.
"Humble people, you are as guilty as your lord." Archer's eyes were red, and he looked at Lancelot with murderous awe. The latter's wailing of the defeated dog deeply hurt him. arrogant.
"The barking wild dog, please use your fragmentation to please this king!"
As he spoke, the golden curtain was opened, and four sharp and unparalleled weapons were exposed from the void, swiping through the air, and the soldiers pointed straight at Lancelot.
King's Treasure!
Archer's proud treasure, the status symbol of the hero king, he came as a knight of the bow, also because this treasure fits the rank.
Four missiles were fired and Lancelot responded with a counterattack. The number of weapons thrown on both sides was the same. The treasures dropped at hand were all above Grade B. How can the Grade D enchanted bazooka be blocked? Even the most basic solidity is far Not in time.
The four missiles were all cut off at the moment of contact, and the treasure weapon remained unstoppable, and with powerful potential energy, it slammed in front of Lancelot.
Projecting treasures is in line with the fighting style of Archer's rank, but in general, they are cast after liberating their real name. It is shameful to throw it away like Gilgamesh and fail to exert its due destructive power. Children can’t learn about wasteful behavior.
The local tyrant said that the money is so capricious, so don't care!
boom! boom! boom!
Treasures above Grade B have powerful destructive power even when a stone is thrown. The location where Lancelot is, explodes continuously. The stone steps were blown into fragments, and the scattered dust was filled with rubble, covering the deserted moonlight.
With a hit, Archer didn't have the slightest joy. The murderousness in his eyes became more intense, the projected treasure was dodged, and a long sword fell into Lancelot's hands.
Sure enough, Lancelot walked out of the smoke and dust in a black armor, his whole body unscathed, and a long sword covered with blood lines in his hand.
Lancelot's treasure-the hand of NTR!
Rider, who was watching the battle on the side, looked at Lancelot in surprise~EbookFREE.me~ The enemy's treasure was captured in an instant, and then the other treasures were shot down. It is not a simple sentence of extraordinary martial arts that can be explained.
"Weird ability to seize the treasures of others for your own use..."
Treasures are the embodiment of the heroic legend's life. To put it bluntly, they are exclusively exclusive and automatically resist others' use. Even though Archer doesn't know the real names of most of the treasures of the king, he has the right to manage, saying that there is nothing wrong with his treasures.
But Lancelot let the treasure betray Archer, holding it in his hand like an arm, as if using his own treasure!
"Bastard, you touched this king's treasure with your dirty hands, do you want to die that way?" Archer was furious.
Lancelot: "Sorry, I didn't mean anything else, but my hands were itchy for a while, so I couldn't help but took it."
"Damn it, this king vows to kill you..." Archer trembled with anger, Chi Guoguo's contempt.
(End of this chapter)