Chapter 734 First Emperor, Paladin Roland, and Hippolyta! (Four K)

"Changshan Zhao Zilong, come on!"

Zhao Zilong directly reported his name.

Unfortunately, Milian didn't know her.

She hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Zilong... Who is it?

But now is not the time to be suspicious.

From the feedback from the sword, Milian knew that from the gap in the battle armor in front of her, there was a man with a gun gushing out from time to time with a black aura, which was very strong.

Terribly strong.

Her fighting instinct told her that this man's strength was not inferior to hers.

The dull hair on Milian's forehead stood straight.

Every nerve in the whole body sent a warning to Milian at the same time.

After a short confrontation, Milian's invisible long sword shook and swung the tip of the opponent's spear away.

Zhao Zilong stood in the battlefield, he just stood there with one shot, but the pressure he brought to Milian exceeded the thousands of beasts on the battlefield.

As if, he alone is enough to rival thousands of troops.

"I didn't want to participate in this unreasonable fight," Zhao Zilong said indifferently: "But since I came to this weird era as a heroic spirit, Zhao should go all out and live up to the name of a 'heroic spirit'."

Milian's face was gloomy, and with a flick of her wrist, the animal blood stained on the invisible long sword was wiped off.

"Invisible weapons, interesting." Zhao Zilong smiled. He held a silver long spear, swung it skillfully, and said as he swung it: "This spear is eight feet six long and weighs fifty catties. There is no right end of the world. It's called... the Horn Gun."

"I see." Milian had learned Yi Lin's catchphrase at some point, she nodded with a blank expression on her face.

After reporting her name and weapon information, Milian took the initiative to remove the "Wind King Barrier" that was used to hide the appearance of the sword, revealing the sword's real body.

It was a golden long sword with exquisite patterns carved on the hilt.

On the blade of the sword, waves of light flowed, and at a glance, it was clear that it was not something ordinary.

Seeing Miriam's actions, Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed.

"Since you have voluntarily reported your name and weapon, it would be too impolite for me to hide my head and show my tail, and it would damage the dignity of the ancestors."

The armor trembled, and Milian put on a deadly fighting posture, her eyes were cold: "My name is Milian Arturia X Pendragon, and this sword is called the Sword in the Lake. Legend has it that this sword was the sword of the lake that year. The middle goblin gave it to the ancestors, and it has been passed down to this day."

"Very good."

The demeanor shown by Mi Lien was recognized by Zhao Zilong. He smiled and walked towards Miriam step by step. With a flick of his spear, spear shadows pierced the sky, submerging Miriam's figure.

The two fought together.

...

Gu Tianqing was surrounded by corpses with countless holes pierced into their bodies.

The resentful spirit behind him disappeared in a flash.

In fact, what even Yi Lin didn't know was that,

Gu Tianqing is also an apostle with two spirits.

His possessed spirits are twins.

As for the origin, there is no need to delve into it.

It was a chilling past.

Gu Tianqing named the two possessed spirits "Freya".

And they look exactly the same.

After Gu Tianqing's Tarot cards were "killed" by the black assassin, he lost the ability of the Tarot cards.

Kefuling, there is another one.

Same goes for Freya.

His two Freya.

Different identities.

One is a "divinator".

The other is the "executor".

In the Caribbean world, Gu Tianqing has gained far more than Yi Lin imagined.

Gu Tianqing consumed a lot of mana.

He gasped slightly on the spot.

But in order to keep his hairstyle uncluttered, he pretended that he was not very tired, and smoothed his hair gracefully with his hands.

At this time, there was the sound of steady and steady footsteps behind him.

"come yet."

Gu Tianqing turned around with a smile, and a blond man in noble knight armor walked over with a smile.

"You smell disgusting."

The blond man didn't talk nonsense, and slowly pulled out a long sword decorated with gorgeous decorations but with a dark blade from the scabbard at his waist.

The pattern on the hilt is very unique.

Gu Tianqing, who was wearing a smirk, changed slightly.

"Holy Sword Durandal...? Who are you?"

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blond knight who could recognize his own weapon at a glance.

He smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that in this era, someone could recognize my weapon. If this is the case, there is no need to hide my identity. Originally, I wanted to fight against the descendant of the Knight King, but since you can recognize Durandal at a glance , Killing you is not a disgrace to the name of 'Knight'. My name is... Roland. The one who will kill you."

"Roland!"

Gu Tianqing couldn't help but laugh.

He naturally knew who Roland was.

In history, Roland was the leader of the twelve knights under the command of Charlemagne.

In various historical books about Charlemagne, Roland was crowned with all the virtues that a knight should have. Integrity, humility, combativeness, friendliness, kindness. His knighthood, even older, has been sung for millennia.

If Milian came from the ancient family of knight kings, then Roland was the ancestor of the knights. He was almost famous in history under the name of "Holy Knight".

"The Holy Grail, it's really a strange thing. If I can get out alive and perform on the same stage with legendary historical figures, it will become my bragging capital."

Gu Tianqing shook her head helplessly, but the smile on her face did not fade.

He took both hands beside him, holding two bloody spikes in his hands respectively.

Gu Tianqing smiled wryly, "I'm not good at melee combat."

"Sorry, stepping on the battlefield, you and I can't help ourselves."

Roland stood where he was, with the holy sword Durandal stuck upside down on the ground.

That gesture seemed to say:

bring it on! Let you three strokes!

"That's not good, is it?"

While Gu Tianqing was talking, he flicked his finger, and a black ray shot out to Roland.

...

"Execution with a smile, deadly embrace!"

"Level" A

"Type" vs Single Noble Phantasm

"Attack distance" 1~5

"Maximum Catch" 1

...

Gu Tianqing said it was bad, but he was not polite in hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he released the treasure.

On the face of the humanoid iron figurine, there was a smile and tears of blood.

"Crack!"

The "Iron Maiden" had two coffin doors, one opened and the other closed.

Instantly imprisoned Roland in the spike hell.

...

Another part of the battlefield.

Behind Michelle, sonic booms continued, mercilessly slaughtering the surrounding monsters.

Her scythe was stained with animal blood.

Da da da da da.

The crisp sound of horseshoes came from a distance.

A bronze chariot with an ancient atmosphere came from the sky.

Michelle frowned and stopped killing.

There were four horses in front of the bronze carriage.

But those four horses were not real horses. The horse's body was covered with copper rust, and its eyes were dull. It was obviously not a living thing.

Behind the bronze horse chariot, an open car was pulled. In the car, a man in a plain black robe sat on it. He opened his eyes slightly, and there was an arrogance that looked down on the world in his eyes, which no one could match.

"My Qianqiu Great Qin, where is it now?"

The man on the bronze horse chariot asked in an arrogant tone to Michel, who was standing on the battlefield covered in blood.

Michel was expressionless, staring at the man on the bronze horse chariot.

"Who are you?"

"Presumptuous, in the whole world, who says they don't know me?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Michelle broke out in speed, without hesitation, he dodged to the back of the bronze horse chariot, and cut the man's neck with a scythe.

clang clang clang clang——

But Michelle didn't have time to cut it off.

Behind the man, several mud soldiers appeared strangely, using their bodies as shields to block the sickle.

bang bang bang!

The mud soldier's defense is not high, but in an instant, it blocked Michel's sickle.

"Dare to be disrespectful to me, and you will be guilty!"

The emperor on the bronze horse chariot was furious in his heart.

Accompanied by the sound of the dragon chant, the bright sword glow shot out from the scabbard.

The Emperor Shihuang from the far east stabbed out with a speed that even Michel could not react to.

"laugh!"

The sword glow pierced Michelle's shoulder, and Michelle looked at the King of the Bronze Horse Chariot in shock.

His sword surpassed the speed of sound?

Michelle finds it unscientific.

This is beyond the realm of magic.

Although she is a magician who wanders the sea, she has never experienced the Holy Grail War.

What she didn't know was that under the magic power of the Holy Grail, the summoned heroic spirits would occasionally have some regular-level treasures or abilities.

These unconventional Noble Phantasms or abilities can often surpass all physical attributes such as speed, strength, and agility in the usual sense.

This is unconventional,

This is unscientific.

——"Absolute hit"!

In an instant, Michelle reacted.

The opponent's treasure must have some kind of unconventional attribute.

He didn't catch himself moving at the speed of sound, but ignored the speed. The moment he drew his sword, he was already doomed to have a "hit" effect!

...

"Michelle is in danger!"

On the city wall, Yan Fenggong's face changed slightly.

Using his magic eyes, he saw Michele fighting against the opposing Heroic Spirit and was injured.

To be honest, the relationship between him and Michelle is not very deep.

But for him, it is his teacher, Merlin, who has a deep bond with Yan Feng.

But Michelle is Merlin's disciple.

In other words, Michelle is his little junior sister.

Michelle is in crisis, and Kotomine cannot just sit idly by.

He didn't understand the significance of the teacher putting him in this situation.

But Yan Feng justly knew that the teacher knew everything, was omnipotent, and he could see through the future, so the teacher's actions must have meanings that ordinary people could not understand.

Right now, Michelle must not be allowed to die in this era!

Kotomine jumped off the city wall, stepped on the corpse of the monster, and rushed in the direction of Michelle.

"laugh!"

It can be said that Feng Gong just ran not far away.

A brown light, like a bolt of lightning, pierced Yanfeng justice from hundreds of meters away.

Yanfeng just coughed up blood, his whole body was like a shrimp being skewered on a barbecue spit, he hunched his back and flew out.

He had just run out not far, and flew back again.

Yan Feng just lowered his head, his eyes were shocked.

In his abdomen, a seemingly ordinary wooden throwing spear pierced him and firmly nailed him to the city wall.

Nailed to the walls of Uruk!

A nimble figure, like a little leopard, quickly crossed the battlefield and came to the Uruk city wall.

She has exquisite facial features, but a scar on her face completely destroyed this exquisiteness, leaving only indescribable toughness. She was wearing crude animal skins, which could barely cover the sensitive and key parts, in order to maintain harmony. The strong but underdeveloped wheat-colored muscles contracted and stretched with her movements, giving the animal-skin woman a different kind of wild beauty from head to toe.

The most eye-catching thing is her exposed eight-pack abs and perfect vest line. This is the perfect figure that many men can't achieve in their lives, but it happens to appear on a woman.

The animal skin woman approached step by step.

With contemptuous eyes, she looked at Yanfeng justice who was nailed to the city wall like a prey.

"Weak man, you are not qualified to be my Hippolyta's wife."

wife?

Hanging on the city wall, Yan Fenggong, who was shaking with the wind, endured the severe pain, but slowly put out a question mark.

He seemed to hear a typo.

The other party seemed to be from an even older age.

Is the language of that era fundamentally different from modern understanding?

Yanfeng just pulled out the throwing spear with all his strength...but he didn't pull it out.

Throwing spears penetrated deep into the city wall.

It can be seen that this shot is terrifying.

city ​​wall.

Gilgamesh looked down at the arrogant woman with cold eyes.

"Tsk, another offal. Caster, give it to—"

The haughty Gilgamesh gave a pertinent evaluation, and he was about to command Caster beside him, let him go, and deal with this bastard. When Gilgamesh turned his head, he was stunned to find that Caster Yilin, who was standing on the city wall and pretending to be aggressive, had left at some point.

Gilgamesh:"……"

At this time,

Hippolyta under the city wall, a wild and aggressive woman, raised her head and looked at Gilgamesh, who was dressed sexy and exposed two small chest muscles on the city wall, her eyes lit up, and she said loudly: "Golden man, you are qualified to be my wife!"

When the silent Gilgamesh heard this, he was instantly angry.

--fury.

But under extreme anger, he raised his head and laughed out loud.

The clay tablet in his hand glowed like never before.

In the sky, a huge ripple appeared in the sky above the city of Uruk.

In the ripples, tens of thousands of golden weapons, from behind the ripples, a small soldier's head was exposed, revealing the piercing killing intent.

Gilgamesh stood proudly on the city wall, raised his chin at a forty-five-degree angle, and moved his eyes downward vigorously, focusing on Hippolyta who was clamoring to marry him.

"Ignorant bastard, what did you just say? Say it again."

Is there such a requirement?

Can't hear you?

Hippolyta then repeated her request earnestly:

"You are qualified to be my Hippolyta's wife, come on baby~"

Hippolyta really fell in love with Gilgamesh, and opened her arms to send a courtship signal to Gilgamesh.

...

A few minutes before Hippolyta appeared.

Walls of Uruk.

Black heroic spirits, one by one, joined the battlefield.

This was originally a war where Uruk faced the gods.

But for some reason, with the addition of the heroic spirit of the black side, the red side where Yi Lin and others are located had to find a way to block the attack of the heroic spirit of the black side.

This is a war between heroes!

Or maybe it's a battle between two holy grails!

Red side, and black side!

The battle between the Holy Grail held by Gilgamesh and Sercia's human Holy Grail!

"I always feel like something is wrong."

Yi Lin was on the city wall, frowning, lost in thought.

"Except for the "Black Assassin" hiding in the dark, the counterpoint on the bright side is still six heroic spirits, against six heroic spirits. "

Yi Lin looked at the battlefield and analyzed secretly: "But the threat of the assassin is too great, we must find a way to kill him first, otherwise, if this continues, we will definitely die in this heroic battle."

"Zhao Zilong, paladin Roland, Qin Shihuang... Who are the people summoned on the opposite side? They are the real heroic spirits!"

Yi Lin felt helpless.

It is different from the seven "false heroic spirits" who barely reached the standard.

The heroic spirits summoned by the other party seem to be serious heroic spirits, and they are all legendary figures in history.

Obviously, one's own side is at a disadvantage.

Facing this severe situation, Gilgamesh remained unhurried, commanding the Uruk soldiers to resist the alien race, sitting firmly on the high platform, full of force, and seemed to have no intention of intervening in the battle of the heroic spirits.

"In that case..."

Yi Lin took a deep breath of magic power.

He had a bold idea.