Get stronger from the type month

Chapter 117 The Fateful Enemy
Merlin's enhancement made Ai Luo regain some of the feelings he had ten years ago, feeling the abnormally full power in his body, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Achilles, it's the second round!"

After all, Ailuo's figure was as swift and violent as a blue thunderbolt, but in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Achilles.

The spear in his hand stabbed out in a tricky direction, and the target was Achilles' heart.

Swish!It was too late when Achilles realized it, and all the attributes of the strengthened Ai Luo had exceeded his expectations.

Facing a gun aimed at his heart, he could only turn sideways quickly to avoid the vital parts.

tick tock...tick tock...

Blood flowed from the cut on his waist, and Achilles touched it with his hand, feeling the long-lost pain.

"The little girl said just now that you were born with the blessing of a god. It seems that the god who blessed you is not low-level!"

Achilles' complexion became serious. He didn't expect this modern magician to have such a strong divinity.

I was able to rely on the treasure to be fearless, but now I have to be careful when I look at myself!

"Well, after all, she is an existence that can be called "mother" by everyone, so...be prepared!"

After a successful blow, Ai Luo also began to gather magic power, preparing to release the third-stage spirit gun.

In terms of the second stage of Spirit Spear, fighting Achilles is still a little bit reluctant. It was barely successful just because he underestimated the enemy and added his own sneak attack.

"You are qualified to let my uncle face up to you, kid..."

Achilles lowered his body into a swooping stance.

In the next second, a figure like a comet galloped out, rushing towards Ai Luo at a speed of [-] meters per second.

The resulting movement was extremely huge, and it seemed so loud in the middle of the night.

"Spirit gun, liberation, the third stage!"

Not to be outdone, Ai Luo immediately liberated.

The jewel-like colorful light and the green magic power belonging to Achilles began to confront each other crazily.

Fragmented sounds came from the ground, and the battlefield continued to stretch behind him. The bright gun light and cold light were the only things that could be caught by the naked eye.

"To be able to fight Achilles like this... No wonder Ahad failed last time."

Erik lowered his head, a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He finally understood why Ahad even planned to play in person this time. The participation of monsters of this strength in the Holy Grail War was completely a dimensionality reduction blow.

At this time, a fiery breath came from the front, and the surrounding air was burned to the point of crackling.

"Arjuna."

"Karna."

Enemies of fate meet again at this moment on the battlefield of the Holy Grail War!
Holding a big bow, facing the blazing flames, there is nothing superfluous on his face, only a dignified concentration.

Last time, he was able to kill Karna by taking advantage of the right time, place and people, and he was almost killed by him even in the state of residual blood.

If all the curses hadn't taken effect at the last moment, almost making him a cripple, perhaps Arjuna would have been the loser.

"With this gun, celebrate our meeting again!"

The golden spear in Karna's hand dragged a circle on the ground, forming a flame that enveloped his whole body.

The majestic magic power oppressed everyone present, and this strength was too terrifying!

"I see. Is it also your Master's handwriting to exchange the concepts of day and night? In order to allow you to receive the protection of the sun in the dark."

At this moment, Arjuna also saw the difference.

Not only is there a gap in the quality of the master, but even the advantage of the venue has been created abruptly, completely becoming his home field.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's fight!"

Karna did not choose to continue chatting, but rushed up directly, raised his spear and slashed out.

In an instant, the two fought together, and the movement caused was not weaker than that of Achilles and Ailuo on the other side.

The raging fire caused the surrounding buildings to melt slightly, but Arjuna was able to rely on his own advantages to fight fiercely with Karna.

Black's only remaining heroic spirit, Gao Wen, was sweating coldly at this moment, neither this fight nor no fight.

That smiling white-haired man, no one knows this guy's wicked taste and hidden powerful strength better than him.

"Gao Wenqing, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Merlin smiled and said hello, it was fun now, not only Mordred came, but even Gawain also appeared.

It's a pity that there can't be a civil war among the knights of the round table. It must be more interesting if this is the case!
"It's been a long time indeed."

Gao Wen kept clenching the hand holding the holy sword, with embarrassment on his face.

He would not be surprised that Merlin would appear here, and it would not be surprising that this guy would appear anywhere.

Pulling out the holy sword at his waist, since he is a participant in the Holy Grail War, he has to fight even if he faces an acquaintance.

"Don't get me wrong, your opponent is not me."

Merlin quickly waved his hand, he didn't want to make any effort, just being a spectator with peace of mind was enough.

As soon as Merlin finished speaking, a figure that Gao Wen was so familiar with came out of the shadow behind him.

"king……"

Subconsciously kneeling on one knee, Gao Wen looked at the figure with an incredulous look on his face.

He didn't expect that he would actually meet King Arthur on the battlefield, and his mood at this moment was extremely complicated.

"No need to be like this, pick up your sword and come fight with me!"

Arturia holds the sword of the vowed victory in her hand, the magic power in her body is surging abnormally, and she is ready to fight Gawain.

After cleaning up the disobedient children at home, she can only temporarily replace Jianjie.

"This blond girl... is actually the legendary King Arthur?"

There was a strong disbelief on Willa Bell's face. If she hadn't seen Gao Wen's gesture with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.

Not only that, even Erek and Yue Yingfeng Liuhe, who didn't care about anything, were shocked.

"Gao Wen, at this moment, your saint number should be effective, pick up your sword and fight me!"

Arturia ordered him again.

"Yes……"

The king's order was hard to disobey, Gao Wen drew out his sword and walked towards Artoria, with the expression on his face constantly changing.

After noticing Wang's indifference, he took a deep breath and launched an attack.

clang! ! !
The blades collided, and Arturia did not retreat at all during the first wave of confrontation, but Gawain was shocked by the shock and took two steps back.

"As expected of a king, this power has become stronger again!"

He secretly admired in his heart, his expression became serious, and the brilliance belonging to the Sun Knight bloomed from his body.

(End of this chapter)