"Ding, the host breaks the connection between the false minister's book and the rider by breaking the precepts of all things, and the system automatically transfers the mantra to the host."

As the system sounded, a mark appeared on Yang Cong's hand.

This mark consists of three strokes, like a crown pattern.

But only one of the pictures is bright, while the other two pictures are dull.

Seeing this, Yang Cong thought that it must have been used to do this because of the use of two order spells. When Tosaka Rin used order spells, it was also like this, so Yang Cong didn't find it strange.

After obtaining the spell, Yang Cong also felt that he had established a connection with Medusa.

Due to the mantra, Medusa also stopped the continued activation of this barrier.

"Now... can I let me go?" Shin-er Maki watched his greatest reliance curse fall into Yang Cong's hands. Now he is like an ant walking on the road, and Yang Cong is the pedestrian walking on the road. As long as Yang Cong is willing, Yang Cong will eliminate Shin-er Maki without any effort.

"You go." Yang Cong looked at Shinji Maki. Although he really wanted to kill Shinji Maki, he was not the one who went back on his word. Since he said he would not kill him, he would not kill him.

After hearing Yang Cong let him go, Shinji Maki ran to the stairs without hesitation.

"Slow down..."

In an instant, Yang Cong felt something was wrong, but even if he wanted Shinji Maki to stop, it was too late.

Just as Shinji Maki was about to run to the entrance of the stairs, a blood-red spear suddenly appeared and pierced Shinji Maki's thin chest with one shot.

"puff..."

A mouthful of blood instantly ejaculated out of Shinji Maki's mouth.

"My..."

Shinji Maki's eyes were lost. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. At this time, his school uniform, which was originally clean and tidy, was soaked in scarlet blood.

He slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the blood-red spear that pierced his chest.

But before he could raise his hand and touch the spear, the spear was suddenly pulled out.

Shinji Maki fell to the ground like a person without bones.

The corners of Shinji Maki, who was lying on the ground, kept closing his mouth slightly, as if he was muttering something, but no one heard it clearly.

Looking at Shinji Maki who was lying on the ground, Yang Cong's face was calm, and then he looked at Lancer who was walking out of the stairs with a spear.

"You killed the person I want to let go."

Upon hearing this, Lancer shrugged and said he didn't care at all: "I'm just doing a very normal thing. As long as he is still alive, it must be my threat. I'll deal with the threat. I'm not a very normal thing. Moreover, I seem to have done you a favor. Don't you want to kill him too."

"Yes, I want to kill him, but he just made a deal with me, so I didn't kill him." Yang Cong looked at Lancer and said lightly: "If he walked out of this floor and was killed by you, I won't care, but you would kill him in front of me, it would be too disgrace to give me face."

"Ha...face and other things have always been something that the weak have prayed for protection." Lancer sneered and looked at Yang Cong hostilely.

"Do you want to fight with me?" Yang Cong's strength is no longer the strength at the beginning. Now, he has slowly changed with time and has unlocked many things that restrict him.

His strength and strength are much stronger. Lancer is not enough to see in front of him now.

"You and I are both Servants of the Holy Grail War contestants. How can you fight or not? You said right?" Lancer smiled slightly, then suddenly grabbed the red spear in his hand and disappeared in an instant.

Lancer rushed straight towards Yang Cong like an unstoppable storm.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Medusa wanted to step forward to stop her, but she obviously looked at her master now. Now her master is not the useless master of Shinji Maki, so she wanted to step forward, but Yang Cong reached out to pull her.

"Although I don't know your master, I don't think it's important anymore."

Now Yang Cong has known all the masters except Lancer. As for the rest, it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not.

"Yan Ling: Gravity control!"

At the moment when Yang Cong's domain was released, Lancer, who was like a storm, stopped in place in an instant.

"Clang..."

Lancer stood in place with his blood-red spear, and he himself gritted his teeth and half-kneeled on the ground, but his legs seemed to be out of control, so Lancer kept resisting.

"It's different from the past. If my strength was not limited, how could you break my ice on the first meeting?"

Yang Cong slowly walked to Lancer, and Lancer was kneeling in front of Yang Cong like a loyal minister.

“Ahhhh….”

A roar came from Lancer's throat, and Lancer seemed to want to resist this inexplicable gravity.

But unfortunately, Yang Cong's proficiency in controlling gravity has reached a level of superb level. He can accurately control every gravity without being too much or lacking.

Now suppressing Lancer's gravity is just right.

"By the way, your master is really timid." Yang Cong sneered: "After so long, I still dare not show up. Letting you come is just to die. You are even more timid than Shinji Maki."

Although Lancer wanted to speak, all his power was used to resist the gravity exerted by Yang Cong.

So he couldn't say anything at all.

"Forget it, it's useless for you to keep it anyway. I'll save you trouble too. I'll give you a good time."

Amid the golden ripples, a blood-red spear appeared in Yang Cong's hands.

The spear in Yang Cong's hand is no different from that in Lancer's hand.

"You should be able to satisfy yourself by dying under your own gun."

Yang Cong is a person who respects his opponent very much. He rarely abuses his opponent. He basically gives the other party a pleasure unless the other party does something that makes Yang Cong extremely angry.

However, killing Shinji Maki would not make Yang Cong angry, and he could only say he was a little angry.

Holding the blood-red spear, Yang Cong closed his eyes slightly. After just a few seconds, he opened his eyes again.

"Although your story is worthy of sympathy, since you have chosen to be my enemy, you must have the awareness of being killed by me. I will give you a happy time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red spear in Yang Cong's hand shot towards Lancer instantly like a blood-red dragon.
Chapter completed!