In the elevator, looking at the floor numbers that were beating at a constant speed, Duke couldn't help but smack his lips: "Xiaolan, you are so boring, I will lose a lot of fun in this way!"

Lancelot knelt on one knee and pressed his hand on the polished floor of the elevator. The dark red patterns like blood vessels spread out. He regarded the elevator as a weapon and controlled it.

For Lancelot, weapons are a concept, not a fixed sense of swords, guns, swords, halberds, f22, tomahawk cruise. If necessary, street lights, folding benches, and toilet brushes can all be regarded as weapons, and through his ntr's hand, they will become D-level treasures.

If Lancelot's heart was bigger, it might be possible to grab the earth in the upside down... I just don't know if Duke's magic can hold up Lancelot to swing the earth and smash people.

"Master, we are fighting, it's better to be cautious!"

"Anla, just Dilumuduo, isn't your opponent Xiaolan? He was also seducing his sister-in-law. He was cut into pieces by his elder brother, but you have been at large and hard forever. This is the gap!"

"Master, can we not mention this?" Lancelot was going crazy. This broken thing, I said it eight times a day. Are you tired of it?

"cannot!"

“…”

Laner stood at the entrance of the elevator on the twenty-floor floor, watching the jumping numbers get closer and closer, excitedly playing with his two guns, and waited for the elevator door to open, and a Goddess of Lucky came. As a result, the elevator passed by him and did not stop. Instead, he went straight to the top floor, looking at his posture.

With rich combat experience, he immediately realized that the enemy had cracked Kenneth's magic, so he didn't care about the so-called cat-catching and mouse game, and disappeared on the spot and rushed to Kenneth's position.

Kenneth was stunned at the bottom elevator entrance on the 32nd floor. He lost control of the elevator and could not stop the elevator no matter how he rewrites the magic command.

"Kenneth, something is wrong!" Sora's brows were sweating, and the Magic Fortress could not be blocked at all.

"It's okay, there's the last line of defense..." Seeing the elevator floors getting closer, Kenneth couldn't help but feel nervous, pursed his dry lips, and protected Sora behind him.

Unfortunately, the space barrier between the 32nd and 31st floors was broken into by the elevator for only three seconds, and it completely lost its effectiveness.

Finally, with a crisp reminder, the elevator reached the top floor, and the two doors opened, and Duke took Lancelot into Kenneth's sight.

Unknown servants and masters?

Kenneth was stunned. It wasn't Emiya Kiritsugu... No, who are you two?

"Wait, are you the Lord and the Slave?"

Duke was wearing modern clothes and was directly ignored by Kenneth. Instead, Lancelot was wearing armor and was definitely a servant. This surprised Kenneth, because all the servant identities were confirmed, and there was indeed no person like Lancelot.

Did the Holy Grail choose another pair of masters and slaves after the caster's death?

Kenneth's heart turned countless possibilities, but he didn't expect that Gandalf was a fake. Not only him, no one would think that the old man who was so arrogant would be pretended to be the Lord.

"Kenneth Al, Aqi, or something! The genius magician of the Clock Tower, your name is well-known, today is your end!" Duke said this, reaching out to pull out a long sword with cold light from the void.

Kenneth thought it was not good, no matter where the pair came from, he was already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of intelligence.

"Kenneth, summon the laner quickly!" Sora behind him said urgently. It is true that Kenneth is a genius, but only the follower can fight against the follower.

"Of course I know this..." Kenneth took a deep breath, not using the spell to summon, because he could sense that the laner was approaching quickly. He knew that he could not defeat the follower, but he was still a little confident after just blocking it for a moment.

"The magician on the opposite side, since he has taken out his own outfit, don't he plan to claim his name?" Kenneth was about to delay the time first. If he provoked his opponent and lost his mind, it would be best to take the initiative to challenge him.

"Ignorant, you don't know if you say it." Duke walked towards Kenneth, and Lancelot followed closely along the way.

"Xiaolan, you are here to guard it, don't let Laner disturb me, I want to ask the genius of the clock tower for two tricks!"

"I understand!" The opponent was the enemy's lord, and Lancelot had no stop. Excessive advice was disrespect for the monarch. He believed that Duke's strength was far superior to Kenneth.

Kenneth felt very calm, and another wild magician who wanted to become famous and crazy. His five fingers were spread out, and the carpet under his feet flowed into mercury and gathered around him.

Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid!

The Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid is made of nearly 300 kilograms of mercury as a carrier, using its physical characteristics, combined with the fluid operation that the magician himself is good at. Through Kenneth's own magic sealing operation, it is the most favored ritual outfit in his many collections.

Automatic defense, automatic locking of enemies, automatic defense can be called a universal weapon. Kenneth decided to let the country magician open his eyes to know what the gap is.

Nothing happened to Kenneth. The flowing mercury suddenly turned into a long whip and pointed it at Duke in a slash.

bite!

Duke raised his sword and stood beside him, blocking the extremely fast slash, which made Kenneth take a breath. Judging from Duke's posture of holding the sword in one hand, he obviously had enough energy.

"What a strong arm strength, this guy is not simple!" Kenneth knew very well that the power of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid was comparable to the impact of a mechanical one, and it was definitely not something that a normal human could block. He believed that Duke used magic.

The next second, after the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid was retracted, eight tiny long whips suddenly shot out, waved out a phantom in the air, and slashed towards Duke.

Duke held the sword in one hand, stabbed his arm continuously, blocking all without falling. But before the end, the blocked whip swung down again, slashing the air and hitting several phantoms, densely covering his figure.

Mercury's offensive was like a storm, and it forced people to leave no room for breathing. Its trajectory was tricky and the angle of attack was omnipotent.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Duke held a long sword in his hand and stabbed out quickly before the heavy rain. No matter how fast Kenneth speeded up the frequency, he did not have an attack to break through the blockade line.

"hateful!"

Kenneth made a quick decision and injected more magic power to increase the attack power of the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid. The mercury ball gathered in front of him, pausing as if it was accumulating energy.

Suddenly, spikes as thin as cow hair were shot out, covering the entire corridor within the attack range. Thousands of thin needles shot out at the same time, and Kenneth couldn't help but feel that the magic power was consumed severely, but it was all worth it, because he firmly believed that his attack would not be blocked.

Klala Klala

Suddenly the cold air spread out, and the long needle that was shot rapidly slowly advanced into the air. When it was approaching Duke, it was frozen by the low temperature. A layer of frost condensed into the corridor walls and roofs, turning into a bone-chilling ice cellar.

"Damn, what kind of magic is this?"

Kenneth subconsciously took a step back, and this was the step that saved him from the severe injury of his broken arm.

In his sight, Duke raised his sword with both hands and slashed at him from afar. The blades were far apart, but the chill of death was so strong that it was suffocating. Kenneth only saw a flash of whiteness flashing, and a vertical bloody mouth was added to the position of his shoulder. The mercury defense blocking him was cut straight through a vertical line.

Kenneth was stunned on the spot, gasping for breath, stinging the air conditioner that stinged his chest. His injuries were not serious, but for the first time he felt that death was so close.

"No, you are not the Lord, you are pretending to be a servant!"

At this moment, a dark blue figure appeared on the other end of the corridor, which was Laner holding a double gun. Seeing Kenneth injured, Laner was furious and rushed up with a gun.

"laner, he is the master who holds the armor!"

When Laner heard this, his eyes flashed through his eyes, and he teleported behind Lancelot with a speed known as the best agility.

The red magic spear was raised and pointed it at Lancelot's shoulder, and he wanted to nail it to the wall.

Time seemed to slow down several times. Laner keenly captured the changes in Lancelot's aura, and burst out with a strong fighting spirit. With a dark red sword, he slashed hard towards him.

Laner was shocked and fell into a trap. This guy is the follower!

Swish!

The sword light flashed, and Laner took several steps back to stop his body. Like Kenneth, there was a hint of red on his shoulder. He ignored the wounds on his body and shouted loudly: "My master, the guy in front of me is the servant!"
Chapter completed!