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

"Corles, what happened?" Seeing the look on the man's face, Gold knew something big had happened. He suddenly thought of the worst possible outcome, and his face became serious. "Could it be that the enemy has attacked the castle? Where are Chief Danik and the others?"

"No, it's not." Colles took a deep breath: "The Holy Grail was taken away by that fortress."

Combined with the shock just now, Gold gradually understood everything. His eyes twitched and his face became even uglier. He subconsciously walked towards the door but was pulled back by Minashel by the back of his collar.

"Stay here and don't move." Menechel looked at Colles with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. He pulled Gold behind him and glanced at the backs of his left and right hands. There was no trace of the Command Seals on them, and he couldn't help but become more alert.

"You are the Master, right?"

"Ah uh, yes!"

Coles, who was suddenly asked the question by Menachel, shuddered and shivered at the overwhelming momentum.

"What about your Command Spell?"

Until now, Menechel had never seen an Assassin on the Red Team, so he should be alert to such an abnormality. He had plenty of experience in assassinations, and the most common tactic was to disguise himself as an acquaintance and then kill with one strike.

"My Servant... Berserker, she was defeated."

Colles' voice dropped, the light reflected from the lenses obscuring his eyes, and Menechel reluctantly accepted the excuse.

"I see." Menechel did not realize that he had said something wrong, and said, "So what do you want to do by coming to see Gold?"

Coles was stunned for a moment, then he replied belatedly, "I came to inform Uncle Gold of this matter. After all, Uncle Danic also went to that fortress."

So it was natural that the unreliable fat uncle became the most senior person in charge among the existing staff.

A string snapped in Menechel's mind, and he vaguely realized something - by rushing towards the enemy's fortress, didn't they consider that their own stronghold would be attacked?

"Who else is here now?"

Minashel didn't have time to think about whether the person in front of him was Colles himself, so he asked directly.

Suppressing his sadness, Berserker's death was not what made him sad at this moment. Colles immediately replied, "Except for Uncle Danic, they should all be here. As for the Servant... there's probably Rider as well."

——Idiot! Black Rider and others are guarding the base! Does he have the ability to do this?

Just as Menichel was about to speak, the castle began to shake violently again. Unlike the last time when it was continuously and steadily rising, a large area of ​​fire burst in from one point. Menichel pushed Gold down with one hand, and as the dazzling light flashed, the entire upper half of the castle was cut open.

The building wall that split in two slid down diagonally to one side, and the orange-red heat wave rushed into the room through the gap. Before the wall collapsed, it was shattered in mid-air by the violent turbulent flow of magic power.

As if to confirm Menechel's guess, a figure slowly descended along with a blazing heat wave, dragging a gorgeous curtain of fire. His pupils took a quick glance and quickly locked onto Menechel, who was standing in the ruins.

When the other party looked at Menechel, Menechel naturally looked at the person who came. His face sank slightly, and the red magic power surged and turned into black and red full body heavy armor.

"Red Lancer, I didn't expect it to be you."

There was a hint of provocation in his voice, but his heart sank.

He guessed that someone would come to reap the harvest, but he didn't expect that the person who came would be the person he least wanted to meet at the moment.

Holding the greatsword in one hand, he looked at Gold who was intact and Colles who was injured by the rubble before the Red Lancer fell to the ground, and finally swept across the wound on Colles' body that was bleeding.

The smell of human blood and the arrival of the Red Lancer at this time made Menachere initially believe in the other party's identity.

The situation was urgent and he had no time to make further attempts. He conveyed the order to escape to Gold through the causal line. At the same time, he waved his heavy sword to attract the attention of Red Lancer.

What he had to do now was to cover Gold's evacuation and let him lead the other masters to hide.

"Black Saber, no one will come to interfere with us this time."

Red Lancer's voice was very certain. As soon as his toes touched the ground, the heat from his body scorched the surrounding grass and trees. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but this very faint smile disappeared the next moment.

Red Lancer frowned and his eyes fell on Menachere. When he spoke again, his voice was full of regret.

"I see. I don't understand why, but I seem to have missed the chance to fight you at your strongest."

"Well, not necessarily." Seeing Red Lancer holding up his spear, Menechel also held the sword with both hands and took a defensive stance. He noticed the noise behind him and further activated the lightning snake on his body, making the roaring thunder drown out the blazing sun.

He said to the Red Lancer: "As long as you let me strike you with the sword first, I think our conditions will be similar."

"Unfortunately."

He followed the Master's instructions to eradicate the remaining Masters of the Black Party. If he had to fight Black Saber based on his own will, he would be happy to accept the other party's proposal.

Red Lancer said this, and there was indeed a gloomy look in his eyes, but there was no hesitation in the movement of his hands. The tip of the gun cut through the air, and the heat wave rushed straight to Menchel who was standing in front of him.

Facing the attack of Red Lancer, Menechel did not dare to delay and also swung out the dragon sword.

The broad sword blades, the sharp gun winds, the entangled and tearing red thunder and orange flames filled the ruins, destroying the already devastated buildings even more thoroughly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 174 This is our passionate youth combination skill

Gold was running through the sparse woods, carrying the injured and unconscious Colles on his back. The fat on his body was trembling and his heavy breathing could be clearly heard in his ears. He had not experienced such strenuous exercise since he graduated from the Clock Tower.

He had to take this secluded path to the other side of the castle, through the center of the battle and the crumbling ruins.

Even though his body had already reached its limit and his lungs felt as if they were burning, Gold still did not dare to stop, not only for the unconscious Colles on his back, but also for Menichel behind him.

He was not sure if Saber in her current state could be defeated, but Gold had never seen Saber order him to evacuate before a battle. In every battle, Saber would ask him to stay by her side, claiming that it was the safest place on the entire battlefield.

But doesn't Saber's unusual behavior this time also mean that the other party is no longer sure of being able to protect him?

Quickly shaking off the complicated thoughts in his mind, Saber could not fall here for both public and private reasons - what he had to do now was to find Serenique and have her command Rider to support Menechel.

Gada Gada——

Gold's heart sank when he heard this voice suddenly. As an alchemist, he naturally knew what kind of creation this was.

Without hesitation, he turned and headed to the other side of the forest, but before he could run a few steps, a claw suddenly stretched out from the ground. The sharp bone claw without flesh cover instantly cut Gold's ankle, and Gold fell to the ground.

Gold was already weak, and after being hit by Colles on his body, he took a long time to recover. Several dark shadows appeared, blocking his way and blocking the moonlight above his head.

Gold knew the answer without looking up. He used magic to strengthen his arms. Iron-black lines instantly covered his arms. Gold held up his arms and looked around at the densely packed Dragon Tooth Soldiers. His heart sank. He should have thought of it earlier. The Red Team could not have sent only one person to finish the job.

"I'm sorry, Saber, it looks like I'll have to leave first."

Thinking of this, a feeling of anger rose in his heart unconsciously.

“Come on, little bastards!” Gold roared, and swung his fists to disperse the approaching Dragon Tooth Soldiers. He dragged Colles to the tree and dodged the flying Dragon Tooth Soldiers in a panic. Gold did not have time to use the Command Spell. He leaned against the tree and shouted fiercely at the Dragon Tooth Soldiers who were approaching him: “I will let you taste the Gold Divine Fist that has been passed down from my family!”

But gradually Gold felt exhausted and out of breath, and he didn't notice a dragon tooth soldier suddenly jumped out from behind a tree and pounced on his back.

Gold felt a chill on the back of his neck, and then tiny pieces of cold dragon tooth fragments fell on his body.

Before Gold could react, he saw a bright silver female knight jumping out from behind him, pulling out the slender knight sword at her waist and cleanly cutting the dragon tooth soldier in front of her.

While the subsequent Dragon Tooth Soldiers had not yet arrived, the female knight turned around and her white hair swayed in the moonlight.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Being suddenly scolded, Gold subconsciously obeyed the order. He held one of Colles' arms. This time he had no time to save his magic power. He used magic power to strengthen his legs and ran in the opposite direction of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

After running for about ten minutes, Gold, exhausted, finally sat down on the ground. He looked back and saw no Dragon Tooth Soldiers chasing him, nor any teeth-grinding "click" sound around him.

Gold breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you the Master of Black Saber?"

The sound almost exploded right next to Gold's ears. This close contact made Gold shiver all over. He turned his head in panic to look at the source of the sound. Under a distorted blue light, a human figure appeared. It was the female knight who suddenly appeared just now.

Gold had seen Red Saber through Caster, and the beautiful female knight in front of him was obviously not Mordred.

As if she had seen Gold's concerns, the female knight took the initiative to speak: "I am the Assassin of the black side."

Black's Assassin?

Gold was stunned, and then he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a foreign aid on his team who had been marked as dead.

"I can feel the violent fluctuations of Black Saber's magic power. Is he fighting?"

After hesitating for a moment, Gold thought about how the Servant in front of him had just saved his life directly and indirectly saved Saber's life, and his vigilance disappeared for the most part.

"If we don't seek help, Saber will really lose!"

"He's fighting Red Lancer, and the situation is pretty bad."

"Tell him that I, Black Assassin, can help." Black Assassin's answer was like heavenly music to Gold at this moment.

……

The dense rain of gunfire hit the sword of Menechel who was defending himself one after another. From time to time, they took advantage of the gap when the heavy sword had no time to return to defense and broke through the defense and landed on the armor. The flames attached to the tip of the gun bit the armor and constantly consumed Menechel's own magic power.

Finally, Red Lancer seized upon a mistake made by the opponent, and his spear drew a sharp arc straight towards Menechel's throat - the armor on it had already been damaged in the previous battles, and if it hit, it would be a fatal move.

The orange light like the sun burst out from the tip of the spear, but it collided head-on with the red lightning snake. The lightning snake roared and the magic power that exploded instantly engulfed the tiny flames on the tip of the spear. The greatsword was suddenly lifted up by Menachel. Seeing this, Red Lancer raised his head in a hurry. The lightning snake bit upwards along with the sword, brushed his hair and rushed into the air, and finally disappeared in the air.

The surging electric arcs made his hair fluffy. Just as Red Lancer was about to say something, the heavy sword quickly enlarged in front of his eyes again - Menechel actually threw the sword directly at Lancer.

Red Lancer, who had just dodged the Razer's attack, was a little flustered, but still managed to dodge Minechel's random attack.

With both hands freed, Menachere reached out to grab Red Lancer's shoulder blade, but the moment his fingers touched, he was charred by the surging flames.

But Minachel took another step forward as if he had not heard anything, and pressed his body completely against the Red Lancer.

The Red Lancer's arm was restrained by the sudden attack, and the effect of the spear was immediately blocked. His brows slightly frowned, and the next moment the flames on his body suddenly rose, making the Red Lancer look like a burning sun. At the same time, he dragged the Black Saber on his body upwards together.

"You're at the end of your rope, resorting to such an ugly trick."

Red Lancer's voice echoed in Minechel's ears, but it aroused Minechel's disdainful sneer. He put his hands around Red Lancer's shoulder blades and pushed Red Lancer's arms backwards. The absolute advantage in strength meant that he didn't need to worry about Red Lancer being able to break free from his restraints. He exerted force with his feet, allowing himself to be wrapped in flames but using his body to tightly restrict Red Lancer's movements.

"Fentian!"

The flames rose again, but it still couldn't make Black Saber loosen her hands.

Unable to break free, unable to attack, Red Lancer could only maintain this stalemate with Menachere. He looked at Black Saber in confusion. Even with his "insight of a poor man", he still could not see through his enemy's thoughts at this moment.

Being burned by her own flames just to maintain this position, the extremely weak Black Saber would surely be reduced to ashes before her flames, and she would never be crushed to death before that as she was protected by the Sun Wheel Armor.

He looked at the knight whose body was covered with arcs that gradually turned darker. His armor was crumbling layer by layer, and the blood-red color in his red eyes that were staring at him became even stronger. Blood-colored mist was rising from his body, and he seemed to be ready to compete with the flames.

"This is the move that will defeat Caster."

Red Lancer understood that if it was that move, it could indeed kill him directly, but the current position not only restricted his movements, but also locked his own movements.

Black Saber seemed to be stimulated by something that did not exist. She changed her opponent's previous fighting style and took an unconventional approach, as if she could not win if she did not do so.

win?

Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and Red Lancer turned back as if he had sensed something. A twisted figure had quietly approached, and was in front of him before he noticed.

Seeing that his tracks had been discovered, the sneaking Assassin simply stopped hiding. Red Lancer was about to turn his head to defend himself, but the force transmitted to his body increased again.

A small piece of Black Saber's head armor disintegrated, revealing a bloodthirsty smile on the half of her face in front of Red Lancer.

'The power has increased?'

Not only his muscle strength, but even his own flames were showing a tendency to be suppressed.

Red Lancer could only watch helplessly as the silver female knight raised her red and white round shield and smashed it down on the back of his head.

The raging flames instantly engulfed the opponent's entire right arm holding the shield. The red magic halo was stretched apart in the flames, and the scattered sparks revealed the female knight's unharmed right arm and the completely shattered round shield.

Red Lancer's eyes lit up. He received feedback that the attacks released by the opponent's spiritual base level were simply unable to break through the protection of the Sun Wheel Armor, and Black Saber could not maintain this "out-of-the-ordinary" state for a long time.

The female knight's round shield was destroyed, but she turned around and grabbed the debris in the air. The debris overlapped and emitted a faint blue light. The next moment, a red and white sword was grasped in the opponent's hand.

The flames on Red Lancer's body rose up in an instant, adding a hint of flame to the Sun Wheel Armor, but the sense of crisis rising in his heart became stronger as the sword approached.

He struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from the Ex-level strength grip.

"This is the sword that pierces my brother, and it is also the thorn that destroys all glory! It shows my achievements, my value, and my existence——"

The ethereal female voice lingered in his ears, and all the sounds around him disappeared at this moment. The flames, blood mist, or dancing lightning snakes, all of them were stripped away at this moment.

"Through the oath!"

His vision turned white, and the next moment something was torn away from his body. Red Lancer felt dizzy.

By the time Red Lancer came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground.

The wound on the back of the neck was very shallow, so shallow that almost no blood came out, but what was fatal was not the direct wound, but the subsequent weakness.

As if cursed, Red Lancer felt weaker than ever before. The armor that originally fitted him became heavy. Not only his muscles, but also the flames wrapped around his body became fragmented and weak. The squeezing feeling that was originally bearable suddenly intensified, and breathing became difficult.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Menechel seized the opportunity and knocked the Red Lancer upside down on the ground. He stepped on the opponent's chest and stretched out his right hand. Blood mist emerged from the dragon sword inserted in the ground and pulled it back into Menechel's hand.

The lightning snake of annihilation slashed towards Red Lancer, and the dragon sword, which suppressed the pain, roared and smashed into Red Lancer's chest. With the tip of the sword as the center, a flashing red color suddenly expanded, distorting and assimilating the surrounding scenery.

Click click click——

The sound of something shattering was heard once again, and a thin crack appeared on the Red Lancer's chest. The lightning snakes rushed in as if they had found a breakthrough.

The shattering sound became more and more piercing, and large pieces of blood mist exploded from the Red Lancer's chest. The turbulent flow of magic power rushed towards his spiritual base, and the feeling of suffocation and dizziness filled his entire mind.