Love Warriors Cong Liangji

The red Saber stretched out her hand and made a move, as if the gorgeous magic sword condensed by the red thunder appeared in her hand.

"Alright, come on, Black Rider!"

"Although you are also a glorious Knight of the Round Table...but I will not show mercy, so be prepared!" Bradamante revealed a gorgeous mounted gun in his hand.

——At this moment, I don't know how many monitoring familiars are watching here.

Some people are entertaining, some are looking forward to it, some are excited, and some are secretly worried...

Even Jiang Liu in Thousand Boundary Tree Castle is silently looking at this place from the air.

Everyone is looking forward to this first battle between red and black, Knights of the Round Table vs. Charlemagne, Saber vs. Rider!

Chapter 411: Scattered white feathers, pitch-black arrows

The magic light shone, the red thunder sprinted, the strong wind pressure made the weeds in the cracks of the bricks close to the ground, and the sparks ignited the atmosphere, making the dead and cold night noisy.

The iron swordsman wields the thunder. There is no magnificence and elegance in the extensive moves. It is just the embodiment of violence. Every slash is clean and neat to the extreme. Just the aftermath almost wiped out the surrounding buildings.

However, with such an aggressive style of play, she failed to take down her opponent. Strictly speaking, she couldn't even threaten the opponent.

It's so fast!

The white-feathered knight is driving the phantom horse, as if blending into the night wind. Although he is big, he is extremely flexible. He sometimes flies into the sky and sometimes shuttles through the streets and alleys. The narrow path can't hinder his movement at all, which is incredible.

No matter how galloping it is on the ground, it can't compare to a fluttering of the magic horse's wings. Even if it is locked by the red thunder, the eagle can leave Saber's capture range in the blink of an eye.

The amazing riding skills, coupled with the connection with the "love horse", and the ability to make evasive actions without instructions, make Rider Bradamante overwhelmingly stronger than the rebellious knight in terms of mobility.

But the rebellious knight did not give up, but continued to adapt according to the fighting instinct, looking for ways to defeat the opponent, and gradually brought the balance back to its original state.

Saber is a wild beast, definitely not the type that will only be beaten but not fight back, on the contrary, the more suppressed, the more bloody it will be aroused.

The dragon factor gave her impressive vitality and explosive power, allowing her to persevere in the face of adversity, which allowed her to find a way to fight against Bradamante.

No matter what, if the White Feather Knight wanted to attack her, he had to get close, and that was Saber's chance for revenge.

There is no initiative, and the length of the weapon is not as good. At first glance, Saber seems to be passive, but because of her "intuition", she can often capture the momentary gap, and the second strikes first!

Although it is difficult to stop Rider, it is possible to avoid fatal wounds while getting closer to the enemy, and then release the red thunder from the magic sword that can destroy rocks.

The special skill called "Magic Power Release" saved Saber from being passively beaten. Although the White Feather Knight has the upper hand in roaming, once he gets close, he is in danger of being swallowed by the red thunder... This is no joke!

Even the world-renowned Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors would not be so fearless as to use their bodies to resist the magic sword.

Such a fierce battle should have woken up the whole town a long time ago, but in fact the whole town is still in darkness, only the streets are illuminated by dim street lights, and no residents have come out to check Happening.

Probably because those people who were observing secretly had already arranged something like a banishment barrier.

As a result, the two female knights could fight freely without any scruples—not really.

It seemed to be lively, and both of them were injured, but in fact, neither of the two had shown their housekeeping skills.

In the Holy Grail War, Servant battles are often Noble Phantasm battles!

It is the crystallization of fantasy sublimated from the legend of heroic spirits, the thing that can best prove the character of a hero, and only the release of the Noble Phantasm can determine the outcome!

However, both Bradamante and Mordred maintained "restraint".

First, the master did not give permission, and second, the occasion was really wrong.

Their Noble Phantasms are all the ones used on the battlefield, and once they are released, everything around them will be involved.

The White Feather Knight has an upright and pure character, so he naturally does not despise the lives of ordinary people.

As for the rebellious knight, despite her bad style, she was a Knight of the Round Table, so she still has basic common sense.

Saber has an absolute advantage in close combat, while Rider's mobility is unsurpassed and he is cautious, so that he will not give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The rebellious knight would not be so stupid as to jump into the air to slash at the opponent, and the white feather knight would not dismount to fight fairly. Neither of them would give up their own advantages. In this case, it would be difficult to tell the winner.

'If we continue to fight, it will be daylight. '

Tiredness came from all over the body, and the eagle under his crotch also began to slack off. The white-feathered knight looked at the color of the sky and began to retreat.

Her durability is already quite good among the servants, and even many of the Three Knights can't match her, but compared with Saber, it's not enough.

Although the rebellious knight was also out of breath, his every move was still bold and unrestrained, and the power of his slashes did not decrease at all, as if he became more and more excited as he fought more and more.

This is [Saber]?

Are you sure it's not [Berserker]?

No, no, no, this must have nothing to do with attributes and job descriptions, but rather a difference in personality.

The fighting spirit of the red Saber seems to be overwhelmingly stronger than that of Rider... the White Feather Knight is somewhat unable to cope.

"Well, it's almost there. If the fight continues, someone will disrupt the situation. Is it okay?"

For the time being, this is the territory of the Thousand Boundary Tree Clan. Black's reinforcements must be one step faster than Chi's. Saber is actually fighting away here, but anyone who is a little rational will not choose to fight a protracted war.

——if she really had such a thing as "rationality."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

With a flash of red thunder, the extremely irritable Saber roared and threw the magic sword out!

"ah!"

Bradamante, who thought that Mordred would calm down and weigh the situation, screamed, subconsciously lowered his body to dodge, and the eagle also dodged in time, but was still affected by the red thunder.

Although he didn't suffer any injuries, his gorgeous and beautiful figure became embarrassing.

"you you--"

Bradamante was about to say something but suddenly stagnated for a moment before he laughed and cursed indignantly.

"I have never seen a knight throwing a sword, but the majestic knights of the round table are like beasts. Lord Merlin will cry when he sees it."

"Huh? Merlin? Tsk!"

Mordred seemed to be in a good mood, taking back the magic sword with a casual move, and posing with Rider.

"Don't that damned old monster appear in front of me, or I'll beat you every time I see you."

"Humph!"

Bradamante, who respected Merlin so much, became in a bad mood instantly.

As the saying goes, it’s not speculative, and although I met the long-awaited knight of the round table, but the object is a rebellious knight who is also very different in the round table, it is really good fortune.

At this moment, Mordred was taken aback for a moment.

"...Retreat? Hey, hey, it's time for excitement now... Well, I get it, really, treat me to a good meal later, Master."

"Are you going to retreat?" Bradamante asked condescendingly while riding on the eagle.

The red swordsman put his sword on his shoulder: "That's right, my master is a cautious person, and he doesn't want to stay on your territory for too long."

"Is that so..." Bradamante pondered for a moment, and after confirming that he alone would definitely not be able to keep Saber, he laughed heartily.

"Then see you next time, Saber!"

"Ah, sooner or later I will compete with you, and you--"

call out!

The inaudible sound of breaking wind resounded under the night sky, and the expressions of the two young knights changed at the same time.

However, when the sound was heard, it was too late to dodge, because the speed of the arrow was far above the sound wave!

"Pfft!"

A green arrow crossed at a tricky angle, hitting the soft spot under the eagle's wing.

This arrow is aimed at the part where the eagle's wings connect to its body. If it were replaced by a human body, it would be a place similar to the armpit. It has almost no defense at all, but it will not be exposed at all in normal times. Only when the eagle is flying time will show.

However, it is extremely difficult to avoid the eagle's flapping wings from hitting this place. An ordinary archer may not be able to hit this arrow even with a lifetime of attainments.

But for the hunter hiding in the dark, this arrow has no difficulty in making it easily, which proves its terrifying skill from the side.

The power is also very impressive, directly piercing through the joints of the wings, maybe even the joints were injured, it is not like an injury caused by an arrow, but like the result of shooting at close range with an anti-material sniper rifle.

"Ugh?!"

"hold head high--"

The eagle wailed and fell down. Although Bradamante was astonished, he was not afraid of danger. He let the eagle transform into a spirit body to rest and recuperate.

"Who is it?! Get out of here!"

Unexpectedly, the first one to roar was not Bradamante who was attacked, but Mordred with a hideous face.

Without any confusion, she rushed towards a certain direction as if she already knew the position, and she crossed the distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Is someone who hides and hides considered a hero?!"

The kinslayer magic sword unleashed the largest thunderbolt, which was released into the dark field in the blind corner of the field of vision.

There is no basis, but Saber's intuition led her!

"Tsk!"

Sure enough, an emerald green figure as agile as a lynx jumped out of the darkness, avoiding the sweeping red thunder.

The lithe figure jumped several times, stopped on a tall building, frowned and looked at the rebellious knight, the moonlight reflected her body, slim and fit, like a big cat.

In fact, she does have a pair of cat ears and a tail.

Wearing a dress, she exudes the sharpness of a forest hunter, which makes people dare not underestimate her.

"Saber, I'm helping you, it's fine if you don't thank me, but do you want to attack your teammates from the same camp?"

The voice was as awe-inspiring as imagined. Although it was the one who launched the sneak attack, her attitude was upright and there was no sense of shame. Perhaps in her conception, this was also a way of fighting, and there was no distinction between superior and inferior.

However, Mordred didn't appreciate it: "Archer...I told you to fight again next time, didn't you hear?"

"That phantom beast is very tricky, if we can keep her here—"

"I don't care about that kind of thing!"

The sound of clanging and powerful golden spears sounded, and Mordred pointed the magic sword at the huntress above.

"Are you trying to shame me?"

"...I thought you wouldn't be a guy who sticks to chivalry."