The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

But before the sword blade landed on the marked point, a palm blocked the blade's trajectory.

"This is the first time Saber has taken a defensive stance!"

So does this mean that the Axe of Death has a weakness that cannot be attacked, just like the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried!

Thinking of this, Ezequiel's eyes lit up. The originally ordinary stab was wrapped in dazzling golden light, and at the same time, his other free hand made a hand knife and slashed at the Green Knight's right knee.

Facing the fierce thrust of the sword, Saber did not even shift his gaze, and the blow to his knee did not even cause his body to shake. He seized the opportunity and pinched his three fingers, and the golden light was firmly grasped on his fingertips.

"You're pretty boring too."

He grinned, and with a little force his fingers crushed the golden light wrapped around the knight's sword.

The sword was squeezed by the huge force and made a buzzing sound. Ezequiel stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Saber had already raised her axe. The shadow of the axe struck Ezequiel's face, and he immediately came to his senses, shrank inward, and used all his strength to cross the hilt of the sword.

The twisted sword blade sliced ​​Saber’s fingertips, and just as the axe blade was about to come down, she used her gauntlet to block the falling attack.

Saber pretended not to hear it, and smashed his axe and sword against his gauntlet again and again, the huge force transmitted made his arm numb.

Suddenly, he felt his hand lighten.

Looking up blankly, Ezequiel saw a standard knight's lance. Following the lance, he saw the "Axe of Death" that pierced his left eye.

Menechel stood behind Ezequiel, holding a knight's lance in one hand.

"...Lancer...?"

His eyes became dull and empty.

The muscles in Menechel's hand holding the gun were knotted. He held the gun with one hand at the beginning and then held the gun with both hands in the end.

——That was a standard knight’s spear, not the pure white flawless spear.

It's not Lancer.

Ezequiel came to his senses, and seeing that Menechel could not hold out for much longer, he quickly stood up.

One of Saber’s eyes was pierced, and the tip of the gun protruded from the back of his head, but he still held his head straight, and looked at Menechel with his other intact eye:

"you……"

Without giving him a chance to speak, Menechel suddenly loosened one hand, drew out the dagger from his waist, and with a flash of sword light, it swept across Saber's neck.

Yesterday was not right. I took the bus home early this morning and woke up in the afternoon, so now I will update yesterday's (doge) healthy schedule JPG.

376. Chapter 362: The Battle Power Debate between Intelligence Minae and Healthy Minae

376.

2023-10-07

The sky was dark, and the descending dark clouds seemed to be pressing down on people's heads.

The weather then was no different from now.

I don’t remember exactly what happened, but the defeat outside the city of Bilū was very memorable.

Faced with the challenge from the lone black-armored knight, Menechel did not refuse. In the first few tentative exchanges, Menechel did not fall into a disadvantage, but the fact that he did not win in a short time was enough to show that the enemy was not bad, so he had to be cautious.

However, at that moment, the tall knight in the green shawl suddenly pulled off his helmet, and his mouth split open from under his extremely thick beard, with a smile full of mockery and disappointment.

"Oh my, I traveled a long way to find you, but your strength is so disappointing?"

The green-robed knight clenched his palm and crushed the knight's sword. Menchel's eyes narrowed. He was certainly not surprised by the enemy's strength. He was only breaking an ordinary standard knight's sword, and he could still do it even with his broken body. What really surprised Menchel was the blood that oozed from the green knight's fingers after he was cut by the blade fragments. At first, it was an ordinary bright red, but in the process of dripping, it quickly decomposed into golden particles.

"Magical...creature? Familiar!"

Menechel had seen familiars before, but those weak creatures were often not strong enough to withstand his casual attacks.

"Familiar!" The Green Knight smiled even more broadly after hearing Menechel's description: "Ha, you could say that!"

"But, I, as a familiar, don't need to use any magical means to defeat you."

As the golden light spread, a strangely shaped long axe appeared in the hands of the Green Knight. As if taking something out of thin air, before Menechel could react, the shadow of the axe and sword had already rushed towards him. He hurriedly used his gun to block it, but was hit by a huge force.

The gun body vibrated, and Menichel had to take a half step back and create distance to avoid the second and third axes that followed.

First there was the anger of being underestimated, and after that came the deeper feeling of powerlessness.

He had to concentrate on defending himself as the axes and swords struck him one after another. Once he started to retreat, it was difficult to stop him.

In the reflection of the opponent's bloody axe blade, Menechel saw his own face clearly at this moment——

“Is this what they call the most powerful in Britain?”

Whose voice was it? Was it his own, the Green Knight's, or someone else's?

——Before he could even figure this out, he suddenly woke up.

"You're boring too."

The shadow of the axe flashed by, and the Green Knight seized the brief moment when he was stunned and broke through his defense when the spear revealed a loophole.

Large swaths of blood gushed out from the slashed wound. The one who was hit was the right chest, with scratches from the shoulder down to the left rib.

"It's not a fatal injury, I can still fight!"

Menicher bit his tongue and forced himself to come back to his senses. He raised his gun. At such a short distance, the two sides were only one step away. In the gap before the axe and sword were retracted, he still had a chance to attack! He still had hope of turning defeat into victory!

He loosened his grip and adjusted his grip on the spear. He released his magic power and thrust forward. All the movements were done in one go. The white spear broke through the layers of air. The blazing white light on the spear was reflected in Menchel's eyes. All the movements were the limit of what he could do.

But, he was still a step too slow.

The axe blade hit the body of his gun first. With a strong force, it deviated from its original path. He tried desperately to correct it, but it still only stabbed the Green Knight in the face. At this time, the blood axe fell on Menechel's waist and abdomen with undiminished momentum, this time it went from the right waist to the shoulder.

If he had not been injured, or if his body had been younger, would the spear he thrust out have pierced the Green Knight's heart first instead of landing somewhere else?

Menichel didn't know that large amounts of blood gushed out of the wound, quickly taking away his heat and consciousness.

He lied. He was not [hiding in the city after being wounded by the enemy], but [was defeated and rescued by his subordinates at the risk of their lives and brought back to the city].

And in the end, he also failed to defend the city of Bilù.

His injuries had almost healed by then. But he still chose to abandon the city. At that time, he wanted to seize the time to rescue Altria, but that seemed to be just an excuse. He had no confidence that he could defeat the Green Knight. If he died in the city of Bulu, who would save the captured Altria?

I hate myself for being mean and hypocritical, I hate myself for being hesitant, I hate myself for escaping from the battlefield and living a miserable life, but I am glad that I can still stand here and be of use.

The spear pierced the Green Knight's left eye, but the enemy's struggle was beyond his imagination. The knight in front of him was immortal, which he already knew from watching the battle before.

So while the spear sank into the opponent's brain, Menechel drew out his dagger and decisively cut off Saber's head without any hesitation.

"Hey!"

Ezequiel, who had just stood up, blinked and finally realized what had just happened. He immediately became impatient: "Minachel, don't you know that he..."

“It will regenerate.”

"Isn't this natural? I meant the bet! The bet! Now you've become the one who signed the bet with him!"

His annoyance and irritability all came from this aspect. In the time it took to say a few words, the head pierced by the spear quickly collapsed and disintegrated into magic particles, and these flying golden particles seemed to be attracted by something and gathered on the headless body standing in place. In a few breaths, it had begun to take the shape of a head.

At this time, Saber's body moved again, her arm mechanically raised, and she chopped towards Menechel's head. But both the force and power were much weaker than the previous one against Ezequiel.

The spear was held horizontally in front of his body, and the light film formed by the magic power wrapped around the spear to block the attack for Menechel. This time Menechel did not choose to hold on. He used the pressure from the spear to move away.

Ezequiel gritted his teeth and stood between Menechel and Saber. He raised his knight's sword, but Saber, who had previously looked rusty, immediately turned around and changed her hesitant movements. The axe blade drew a dark blood shadow, and the remaining magic power alone was terrifying.

Ezequiel had no time to dodge and his body flew backwards instantly, but the Green Knight ignored Ezequiel who had lost his ability to fight and was so close to him. He raised his axe and rushed towards Menechel who was farther away from him.

It seems that everyone in Britain likes to be close to MinaiJPG.

377. Chapter 363 Please

377.

2023-10-07

Menechel swung his spear to block the axe blade. He could clearly feel the increasing force on his hand. He understood what was going on. He had already seen some of it from watching the fight between Ezequiel and Saber just now.

The Green Knight's strength seems to increase as the battle continues, or it can be said that it is [warming up].

This time, Menechel did not choose to retreat. He raised the tip of his spear and rotated the spear shaft to block Saber's attack with his backhand. Even though the enemy was still in the [Warm-up] state at this stage, the force coming from the spear was still not something Menechel could break through.

However, his purpose was not to kill the enemy.

The sword energy flowed, carving several deep scratches on the Green Knight's back. Ezequiel succeeded in his attack and had no intention of retreating. He approached quickly, and at the same time, golden rays flashed on the knight's sword.

"Tsk."

Menechel clearly heard the Green Knight's unhappy smacking of his lips, and then the force that was originally enough to cope with it jumped to an immeasurable level in the next moment. The force that burst out in just a moment directly shook open the magic film. Menechel's face darkened, and he retreated several steps, but the spear was still hit and split in half with a crisp sound.

But unexpectedly, the Green Knight did not press forward to pursue the victory. Instead, he turned around and chopped at Ezequiel's head, forcing the opponent to switch from offense to defense.

The blood shadow knocked Ezequiel away, and the remaining magic in the air made Menechel raise his eyebrows unconsciously.

In comparison, the Green Knight's previous attack on him was as easy as child's play. If the same attack landed on him, then Menechel estimated that his body and armor would be torn to pieces in an instant.

——As expected.

He became more and more certain of his thoughts. Seeing Saber turning around again, Menechel did not choose to take the initiative to fight. He retreated quickly and threw the half-broken spear in his hand towards the Green Knight.

Ezequiel also rushed to his side. His abdomen was torn into a hideous bloody streak, and blood and internal organs were constantly shaken out with the rise and fall of his breathing. He also saw some clues, so at this time he ordered the knight who had been watching to go forward and delay Saber.

Ezequiel took the opportunity to recover his strength, but he also took the time to talk to Menechel: "He is the Axe of Death, who likes to make bets with others to chop off each other's heads, but he himself does not need a head to act."

Ezequiel added: "In the future, it was because of his bet that Sir Gawain would marry his sister."

Menechel was not interested in the Green Knight's real name, as he had gradually figured out the logic of his actions. Although he didn't know the reason, the Green Knight had to follow certain principles if he wanted to fully use his power.

Is this what is called a "bet"?

"When he fights you, he will unleash power beyond your imagination." Minashel suddenly said, "It's useless for you to stay here. Take your people away. I may be able to hold him back for some time."

As soon as Minechel opened his mouth, Ezequiel's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. He stopped looking at Minechel out of the corner of his eye and looked directly at her, his expression clearly revealing the meaning of "Stop teasing me".

But I'm not kidding.

Ezequiel had the basic ability to read people's expressions as he rose from a small knight's squire to the current leader of the Knights. Therefore, he could tell that Menechel's words were not a joke or a show of bravery. It was as if she really thought she could handle Saber.

He immediately felt an indescribable irritation in his chest, which was even more unbearable than the heat when he was suppressed by Saber, so he couldn't help but speak:

"This is a battle between Servants, Master Menachel. I know you are powerful, but there is a fundamental difference between Servants and humans—"

"I know."

"But, ah... King Arthur encountered an enemy."

If he continued to move forward in this direction, there was only one destination that he could reach in Minachel's mind: Mr. Merlin's tower. This was also the place that the foreigner named Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to go.

"Then...what is it..."

Although Menechel didn't say anything, Ezequiel could already guess what Menechel wanted to do.

"And if we can defeat the enemy over there and gather our forces here, we can achieve the least sacrifice and annex the most enemies." Menechel said, but his eyes were always fixed on the Green Knight, as if he wanted to record his fighting methods one by one: "And the one besieging the King should also be a Servant. I can't save her."

So, only Ezequiel could do it.

but……

Although he saved Menechal, it was based on some personal sentiment of his own. Speaking objectively, Ezequiel and King Arthur were opposing forces. Although they were now facing the same enemy, he was wanted to rescue the other party.

Ezequiel's eyes flickered.

Seeing this, Menachel opened and closed his mouth, saying words he thought he would never say in his life.

"Please."

He lowered his head.

Ezequiel opened his mouth and looked at Menechel, whose face had turned pale, in disbelief. He finally nodded.

"Don't ask me."

"I want you to bow your head, but not in this way."

Ezequiel didn't understand why Menechal, who had never defeated him until the end of his life and had never bowed his head, would bow his head for the king who would betray him in the future.

He suddenly stepped forward, passed through several personal guards, took over Saber who was surrounded in the center, and slashed at the Green Knight with his sword.

"Retreat! Strategic shift!"

He shouted at the people behind him, and the magic power generated by the collision of the two weapons spread to the surroundings. This time, Ezequiel, who had released his treasure, was not knocked away, but he was still at a disadvantage.