“Unscrupulous means have already merged into your soul.”

Ede snorted softly.

He raised his finger and wrote jerky runes in the void under the stunned gaze of Matong.

“Lune Rune!”

When he saw that rune, Ma Tong Dirty Inkstone could no longer hold himself and exclaimed.

As a great magician who has lived for five hundred years.

His knowledge reserve, even in the clock tower, is extremely top-notch.

The runes created by the great god Odin in Norse mythology, he naturally knew.

“Isn’t the Lune rune only in the hands of Aogasaki Orange?”

If you make a mistake, the gloomy face of Matong can drip water.

The magic mastered by the great god Odin is powerful, and the Aogasaki Orange, who cracked part of Lune’s magic, was even almost sealed and designated as a specimen, which can be imagined its importance.

But without any news, the other party didn’t know when he mastered the magic trick of Naluen.

Flame! The flames of the sky are burning.

In the world of magic, ordinary magic only requires simple spells and gestures.

But powerful magic not only the long scary spells and specific gestures, but even need to be arranged in advance.

Individual magic tricks even require special props.

But Lune magic is very different.

You only need to simply draw that rune to use that extraordinary power.

“Damn it!”

Ma Tong’s dirty teeth clenched, and the merciless flame continued to spread, causing most of the insects he had painstakingly cultivated to be burned in an instant.

“Berserker, come to my side and kill the enemy!”

A spell silently disappeared on the back of his hand.

At the same time, the spell also played his role perfectly.

Like a spatial transformation, Lancelot’s figure had appeared in front of him.

Despite his injuries, he threw himself straight at Ide.

Caught off guard, the teenager didn’t even have time to recall Skahah.

In this regard, Yide did not panic, but smiled under the dirty and puzzled gaze of Matong.

The spirit is the product of the hero’s death and sublimation of qualifications.

And the strongest knight of the Round Table, Lancelot on the Spirit Seat, is not a weak one.

Among modern magicians, there are almost no ‘monsters’ who can defeat him.

But!

Eide’s hand nimbly wrote the mysterious rune of Lune in the void.

Runes were written by him, and those runes were intertwined.

Under the suspicious gaze of the insect life, he turned into an iron chain and locked Lancelot firmly in place.

“Lune rune, sure enough, that familiar aura can’t go wrong, but unfortunately, what you have mastered is not the original Lune.”

Skaha quietly appeared beside Ide.

Looking at the iron chain made by the rune, he affirmed.

“After all, in this era, there are no people who master the original magic, and even this Lune magic trick is something I spent a lot of money to get.”

Yide said helplessly.

The original Lune is the original language equivalent to the magic of the almighty.

It is a pity that the meaning of the original Lune is not understood by people in this era.

Even Aogasaki Orange only relied on his own ability to translate the original Lune.

The translated Lune, although it can be used, has somewhat lost its original essence.

“After this battle, let me teach you the original Lune.”

Skaha nodded.

“Thank you.”

The teenager thanked him.

“That’s what I promised you.”

The spear sparked on the ground.

After returning to Eade, she headed for Lancelot.

Under the struggle of the other party, cracks have appeared in the chain.

This is an inevitable result.

What Ede used was not the original Lune after all.

“Berserker, fight your full strength and struggle to break the chain!”

“Berserker, leave no room to defeat the enemy in front of you!”

Knowing his current state, Matong Dirty Inkstone is also going to make a desperate bet.

The last two spells, under his orders, turned into magic and allowed Lancelot’s state to surpass its peak.

The magic power like the sea continued to roar, and even Yide could feel the strength of the other party at this time.

“Lancer, Berserker will be left to you.”

After nodding lightly at Skahá, Id set his eyes on Ma Tong’s dirty body.

The Wrath played an integral role in the Grail War.

It is a bridge between the lords and followers, and at the same time, the spell can be used as a huge mana block, which can pass through the function of the Great Grail, or control or strengthen its own follower, but once all the spells are lost, it means the exit of the participants.

Ma Tong Dirty Inkstone was even more decisive than Yide thought, and as soon as he showed his defeat, he directly used all the remaining two spells, not seeking the Holy Grail, but only saving his life.

“Don’t worry, master!”

Skaha held two guns, unmoved, the Lancelot who was strengthened by the curse was good, but if the martial arts did not change, she still did not pay attention to her.

“Next, please advise.”

Id spoke modestly.

The movements in his hands did not stop.

Constantly there are Lune runes being carved and combined by him.

Looking closely, there were more runes than when dealing with Lancelot.

In the face of the great magician who has lived for five hundred years, he will not have the slightest slack.

Cutting grass and removing roots, he naturally knows this kind of thing.

The Lune magic spell written by him burst out with a strong light, like the light of looking directly at the sun, which made both Skaha and Lancelot not far away couldn’t help but narrow their eyes.

Skaha stepped lightly, broke away from the battle, and looked in surprise at where Id was.

She naturally felt that the magic trick cast by the other party was still Lune’s magic, but the effect was increased several times.

“This guy is really beyond my imagination, that Lune’s magic has exerted a power beyond his essence in his hands.”

The purple-haired girl’s pupils trembled slightly, and it was difficult to suppress the joy in her heart.

If at first she only chose the other party because of the wisdom of the abyss, then now, she really saw the possibility that the other party could kill her.

“Roar!”

A roar sounded.

There is no rationality in the mad Lancelot.

After a brief moment of doubts about the light, he threw himself into battle again.

The dazzling light shone on Matong’s dirty body, and the light was so bright that he couldn’t help but block his hand in front of him.

But even so, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

“Lune’s magic is really beyond imagination.”

Ma Tong’s dirty voice was low.

The harsh light made him feel like he was melted.

“Squeak!”

A piercing insect chirp sounded, and the overwhelming sea of insects rushed towards the light, trying to counteract it.

Unfortunately, like a stone entering the sea, the sea of insects evaporates directly under the purification of light.

“The first battle of the Holy Grail War has begun, and I ask you to quit.”

Id drew a few Lune magic tricks again, making the light even greater.

“The afterlife is terrible!”

Ma Tong Dirty Inkstone could clearly feel that the defensive magic constructed outside his body was destroyed by that light.

The body made up of insects is also slowly melting.

Looking at the other side, although it has been strengthened by two spells, Lancelot’s battle still has not gained a favorable side.

“This Holy Grail War is an old and lost war.”

The old bug said calmly, but not flustered.

His soul has long been split in two by him, even if he dies, it is only half of his soul, and he can still participate in the next Holy Grail War.

“Then please leave permanently.”

Ede snapped his fingers with a smile.

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