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Chapter 205 Dragon Slayer

Lancelot threw the clod vigorously, and at that speed, a dazzling afterimage was drawn directly behind him. Accompanied by the firelight, it exploded violently after hitting Arturia!
In the thick smoke, Arturia walked out slowly without any injuries on her body, and her dark golden pupils became more intense, full of killing intent.

Don't forget, she was created by the evil of this world in the Holy Grail, and she carried such a huge amount of evil thoughts, how could she be willing to endure the attack.

Even in the face of his former subordinates, the changed tyranny in his heart is not incomprehensible, or... to be able to endure Lancelot's attack for such a long time is still kind!
"Next, kill you!"

Artoria's face was frosty, and unusually cold words came out of her mouth.

In the next second, her body turned into a beam of light and rose from the ground, pulling a bright dark red silk thread directly in the air, crushing everything it passed by its destructive magic power!

Lancelot swung two long swords, and slashed down fiercely at the moment when the attack was about to come, slashing out a dazzling sword light.

And Artoria also brought the most powerful attack as expected and this time, the sword of vowed victory collided with the sword light.

After only holding on for two seconds, Jian Guang was cut to pieces by Artoria's blow, but at the same time her attack rhythm was interrupted, and she was forced to kick Lancelot on the shoulder.

The huge force contained in this kick made Lancelot fly tens of meters in an instant, and finally landed on the ground.

Standing up from the ground tremblingly, Lancelot's entire armor on his left shoulder had been kicked into pieces, and even a part of the visor was also shattered and fell off.

The blood dripping from the corner of his mouth meant that Lancelot was seriously injured by this blow, and the hand holding the sword even showed signs of cracking.

"Mr. Lancelot, although I don't know what happened to make you become what you are now, but you must be in great pain in your heart, so let me relieve you personally!"

Artoria raised her sword again, looked at Lancelot and said sharply.

After finishing speaking, he turned into a ray of light and rushed forward again, and started a fierce confrontation with Lancelot. The sound of sword and sword collision resounded continuously, which was extremely crisp!
In terms of pure swordsmanship, Artoria may not be as strong as Lancelot, but for more than ten years, she has not been a waste at Wei Gong's house waiting to die.

The confrontation with Ai Luo, the torment of being dreamed by Merlin, and the occasional provocation from her golden glitter, all these are urging Artoria to continue to become stronger!
And because of this, her skills are constantly improving. In Merlin's words, he doesn't know what is still driving Artoria to move forward...

The roar flashed past, and Lancelot was once again hit by Artoria's sword, but this time her posture was completely different.

One-handed sword standing in front of the chest, the point of the sword is aimed at the center of the realization in front of the body, forming a precise defense of three points and one line.

The one who learned the most probably came from Merlin's swordsmanship of borrowing strength and fighting in troubled waters, and thus comprehended this kind of swordsmanship that combines hardness and softness!

"Arthur..."

But this time, Lancelot held the sword in both hands and stopped moving forward. A layer of dark magic power appeared on his body, which turned into a boundless black mist and enveloped his whole body.

The two treasures in his hands also shone with a strange scarlet light at this moment, reflecting each other with the black mist on his body, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Break all locks, overweight lake light! Indestructible lake light!"

Dazzling light radiated from the two swords at the same time, and the formed light cannons fused together, roaring and rushing towards Artoria.

The best response to the Cavaliers is to fight him with all his might!
Artoria stepped hard into the ground with both feet, holding the sword in both hands, with an extremely serious expression on her face, and began to draw Ai Luo's magic power unscrupulously.

"Full Magic Liberation Sword of Oath of Victory!"

Artoria also whispered the real name of the Noble Phantasm.

The two light cannons that destroyed everything collided fiercely, and the surrounding things were reduced to ashes in an instant, and the ground continued to crack in all directions, as if the entire forest was trembling.

After a full 5 minutes, the vibration gradually stopped.

Lancelot turned into spirit particles and slowly dissipated, and the evil costume on his body also disappeared, with a lingering smile on his face.

Artoria coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the combined power of the two treasures was extremely powerful, even with her physique, she suffered a lot of injuries.

A gust of wind mixed with gunpowder smoke hit, and Arturia's body also softened and fell backwards.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that she had entered an extremely warm embrace, and her expression gradually relaxed.

"Excellent performance, it can also be regarded as an ideal knight like Lancelot from having to continue to bear such an ugly posture, and be wantonly put on shackles and used!"

Artoria didn't respond, she just nodded and closed her eyes, she also needed to take a good rest.

Looking at the forest that became appalling under the confrontation between the two, Ai Luo also waved his hand and cast recovery magic to help the forest return to its original appearance.

When she returned to the camp with Arturia in her arms, Martha had already come to life, and was eating food to replenish her physical strength and bottomed out magic power.

"It's just a little exhausted, just take a rest."

Ai Luo also explained Artoria's situation, and then took out a few tents from the portable space as everyone's residence at night.

First put Artoria into the tent to have a good rest, then came to the fire and watched the flames burn quietly.

"I'm sorry... because my mistake caused you so much trouble! That magician's actions completely made me unable to resist!"

After a moment of silence, Martha stood up and apologized. After all, as a saint, she was raped by someone secretly. This kind of humiliation is no less than rubbing her faith on the ground.

Of course, Martha can't be blamed for this. After all, if Ai Luo doesn't have the third method, it can't be solved at all. It can only be said to be too buggy!

"It's okay, these are small problems, but it took me a lot of effort to help you recover!"

Ai Luo waved his hand and didn't care. Martha didn't pose a threat to him now, but it was a bit troublesome to solve that thing in his soul.

"The fundamental reason why Joan of Arc is called the Witch of Dragons is that she has a real dragon species in her hands, the famous evil dragon Fafnir in mythology!"

As soon as this sentence came out, even Chaldea was quite surprised, and the level of danger to be faced in this way directly increased by several levels!

You know, this is a dragon species, and it is also a top existence in mythology, and its strength is not comparable to that of ordinary heroic spirits!
(End of this chapter)