The huge magic fluctuations, unconcealed spiritual pressure, and the Chu Ci, who combines the soul, was released to the greatest extent in the world of shaping moon. His dark and deep eyes made Kenneth, a prodigy who was unable to come out of the clock tower in a century, feel great pressure. ≤,

"Who are you?" Kenneth raised his fingers, as if he wanted to take action. Dilumudo reacted faster than him, from virtual to real, with a single shot in his hand, crossing between the two sides.

"The contestants of the Holy Grail War, or more than one contestant." Chu Ci was quite arrogant and booked the Holy Grail War ten years later, ignored Dilumudo and looked at Kenneth, stretching out the back of his hand with the NR-level introduction and Kenneth's magic marks. "You need my help, and I also need your strength. Under the premise of cooperation, we might as well communicate in depth, confirm the coexistence interests of both sides, and deepen trust and understanding."

Kenneth was silent for a moment, stood up and stretched out his hand, and politely made a ritual between magicians to Chu Ci.

"Very good. First, I will introduce myself and briefly explain our strength, and then we can start to rectify the camp forces."

Kenneth's face was slightly slight, and a rebellious look was still on his face.

Chu Ci patted his arms, and Weilan let him go with care. As a noble lady, Sora naturally understood the meaning of this action and led Weilan down to rest with a smile. Dilumuduo turned the real into a falsehood, and he didn't know where he went.

"Kenneth El Meloy Aqibolud, the ninth leader of the Aqibolud magic faction, the instructor of the Clock Tower Spirit Subduing Category, the two attributes of wind and water, proficient in Spirit Subduing, summoning and alchemy, Srn is nr, one of the three knights."

"Chu Ci, I'm just a magician who has dealt with the suppression force. He is specialized in Earth Fire Feng Shui, proficient in alchemy, summoning, positional magic, close combat, swordsmanship, and military strategy. My proficiency is different from yours."

The two sat at the diagonal corner of the sofa, staring at each other, and suddenly laughed in unison.

Chu Ci discovered that Kenneth was not useless either. At least as the instructor of the Clock Tower and the noble magician who passed down from nine generations, his strength, courage and wisdom are extraordinary.

"You lack research on human nature and awe of the roots." Chu Ci pointed out: "I don't want to see the part of my camp."

"What do you mean?" Kenneth's eyes twitched slightly, and those who knew him knew that this was a sign of his anger.

"This is a war, and you are just a rookie!" Chu Ci unceremoniously poked Kenneth's proud mask, "Reading cannot win a war. If you rely solely on your knowledge, you will not survive the fight, Professor."

Kenneth was furious, but the next moment he calmed down immediately.

Dilumudo warned him that Sora, who was responsible for the supply of magic, had an accident and the supply of magic stopped, and he himself was imprisoned in nothingness. What an incredible thing!

The body of the heroic spirit is transformed into virtual bodies, and the etheric matter is in the virtual form of the third Dharma soul, which cannot be captured or observed. Only through the spell and the master can the existence of the heroic spirit be slightly sensed.

"Do you understand?"

A magic sword was suspended in Kenneth's eyebrows, and he could not resist.

"The truth is true, true, true, false, you can become a war god by reading one or two books of military tactics. There is a general named Zhao Kuo in the east, and he is your role model."

"Are you a magician of that faction?" Kenneth's calmness and elegance were wiped out, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Ci.

"Faction? Oh, by the way, if you still insist on the theory of bloodline, I will be very disappointed." No one can match Chu Ci's ability.

"If bloodline is useful, what do you need to do?"

In one sentence, Kenneth felt insulted and angry. He considered himself a genius, but also felt that his blood was pure.

This is the case in the past and the future. This is a sacred and inviolable "life agreement" that is unquestionable for Kenneth.

And Chu Ci was crushing his knowledge with violence.

I have no malice, so I have the ability to crush you but have formed an alliance with you.

My perception is right, so I am strong and you are weak.

The most easily accepted truth is often the simplest and most violent.

The sound of the sword is louder than the mouth.

Retrieving the magic sword, Kenneth was soft on the sofa, and Dilumudo was also liberated and appeared in front of Kenneth as soon as possible, wielding a gun to attack.

"Stop." Kenneth ordered coldly.

"Son!" Dilumuduo is a spearman with excellent martial arts skills. The demon-breaking red rose has pierced Chu Ci's neck, and it is still stopped at the skin of Adam's apple under Kenneth's order. It is only a slight touch. With Chu Ci's breathing, Adam's apple swells up and down, and the tip of the gun is trembling slightly, always maintaining the greatest threat.

"Very good skills. Among all Srns, your martial arts may be the highest." Chu Ci smiled and nodded, ignoring the red spear at his throat.

"The least needed thing in the Holy Grail War is martial arts." Kenneth curled his lips, not caring about Dilumudo's indignation and criticizing him wantonly.

"That's right, so we need a brand new strategy."

King Arthur, the emperor's magician killer Kiritsugu, the treasure curry stick, the master and servant are in conflict, the focus of the war is on the battlefield outside the heroic spirit, and the assassination of SR is the main way.

rr Gilgamesh, the Imperial Lord Tosaka Toshimoto, the treasure house of the treasure king, the master and servant are in conflict, and the center of war is not at all. Like Kenneth, they are all in paper talks, but they have the strongest combat power on the surface.

Nr Dilumudo, the emperor Kenneth, two treasures, the master and servant are in conflict, and the focus of the war is the same.

The Great Emperor Alexander, the Lord Weber, the King of Treasures, the army of the master and servant are harmonious, the center of war is united and the alliance, and the weakness is that the Lord of Treasures does not have enough magic power supply.

sr Giles Deres, a psychopathic murderer, a psychopathic murderer.

Sssn Hassan Sabach, parallel goods, the emperor Yanfeng Kirei, has never used the treasure, the master and servant are harmonious, Yanfeng Kirei's combat power is extremely strong, Hassan is extremely weak, ignore it.

rr Lancelot, idiot, the emperor, the emperor, the big idiot.

Chu Ci and Kenneth spent time using magic chess while communicating. It has to be said that Kenneth is indeed a qualified nobleman, and is no less inferior to an old ghost like Chu Ci who has been around for hundreds of years.

"A game is fairness the most important thing, so when I come here, there are others going to the other emperors. These materials are necessary to update at any time, but one thing will never be wrong."

All the soldiers were swept away, and on the black and white chessboard, chariots against chariots, horses against horses, and the queen and the queen were opposed.

The white pope and the black king stood opposite each other as if waiting for a showdown!

Under the quiet night sky, the red Dongmu Bridge can clearly see the scene inside the pier. At this time, no one existed here.

The strong fighting spirit enveloped Donggi City, with stars dotted, as if countless fanatical audiences were waiting for the stage to be a prelude to the stage.

"bring it on!"

"Come?"

"Why are you back?"

"Come on!"

In the darkness, countless visitors were either excited or confused, and they checked the scene in front of them through various unknown means.

The legendary glorious appearance, lucky, the spearman Dilumudo, who has two brushes, still appeared at the dock as the plot, exuding a strong fighting spirit unscrupulously, sending a signal of challenge to all the heroes of this city.

"First of all, appropriate provocation is necessary." Chu Ci stroked the white queen in his hand and placed the chess piece in front of the black king.

Although Kenneth was worried about Dilumudo's safety, he could still concentrate on playing chess with Chu Ci's guarantee.

The surging fighting spirit was only responded by the two beautiful ladies. Dilumudo felt disappointed and was a little contemptuous: "Welcome, I have traveled all over the city today, and the other heroes are like turtles. As a result, you are the only one who dares to meet my challenge."

Sbr Artoria, a blonde girl in a black suit and Alice Ferv Einzberen with a delicate silver face. Even though she is already a mother of a child, Alice Fer still exudes a fresh and noble girlish temperament.

Dilumudo's face looked so cold under the moon, with a sharp edge and a clear edge, and a clear black mole under the corner of his eyes. He seemed to have a hint of charm in his handsomeness, and a hint of bangs sagging adds an indescribable prodigal temperament.

What made Artoria even more concerned was that two long spears, one long and one short in his hand, were covered by blood-red cloth strips, and the effect was like the Wind King barrier.

"I think you are Sbr with such a clear and sharp breath." As he said this, Dilumudo opened his eyes, and his deep yellow pupils were not sure whether they were happy or unexpected.

"That's right, then you're nr." Artoria still easily judged the other party's job introduction from the weapon in the other party's hand.

"Before the life and death are over, you cannot report yourself to your family with dignity. Such rules are really disappointing." Dilumuduo's mouth curled up, his eyes showed a wolf-like cruelty, and his fighting spirit was full of fighting spirit.

"Yes!" The light flashed, Artoria wore a blue war dress, silver armor wrapped around her small body, and the wind stormed in her hands, covering the weapons that had been passed down through the ages.

"Siege, conspiracy, and despicable behavior will not appear on the heroic spirit. You should understand the reason, so Dilumudo does not need to win the first battle." Kenneth thought for a long time before he made a move, and soon received a head-on blow from Chu Ci.

The guns and swords intertwined, and countless gravels were lifted from the two of them. Artoria took the lead in attacking, and two times staggered, and the clear swords and spears clashed, ushering in more uninvited guests.

Artoria did not feel relaxed when she forced herself to retreat. She bit her silver teeth and chased her again. Even if the fighting power of the heroic spirit was not fully utilized, it was equivalent to the existence of a reincarnation person above the level.

This is very stressful for most reincarnators and their teams who are approaching or stepping on the top of the list of heavens.

Boom! When! Bang!

The concrete blocks were sputtered like bullets, and a large number of containers were destroyed. The dock was beaten into ruins destroyed by the fierce battle of two heroes. It was hard to imagine how the Church of the Holy Church would cover up the facts at that time.

The intuition of a level mind to the superior cannot be said to be the superior. It is because for heroes, the hidden treasures are enough to reverse all their abilities. The epics that have been passed down through the ages and the great achievements passed down from generation to generation have become the trump card that heroes must rely on under the shaping of the Temple of Heroes and the gift of Alaya.

With his instinctive reaction, Dilumuduo waved two spears, which seemed to be defensive, but in fact, he used a circle of sword nets of interlaced lengths to capture the shape and appearance of the weapons in Sbr's hand.

Under the cover of the Wind King barrier, Artoriaco made the opponent unable to recognize the distance and track of the sword moves and attacked. No matter how sharp his ears were, he could not hear any valuable news from the chaotic wind.

It seems to be defensive, but when collecting information, it seems to be attacking, the offensive is all within the control of others.

One foot, one inch, one thread, one tiny, one tiny, the reincarnators whose martial arts skills in the field are comparable to those of Dilumudo can already start counting down. When the Arabic numerals reach the last zero, whether it is Dilumudo or who are watching the battle, they can all obtain the data of the Sword of Victory, length, thickness, width of the blade, and weight.

so

Show up soon

It's already hard to get off the throne

Must be blocked

Artoria's intuition told her that she had to break this rhythm, short spear, long spear, what was the treasure of the spearmen in front of her, or, first, treat both of them as all!

The sword turned, Artoria forced the rhythm to disrupt the rhythm. Dilumudo's left hand pierced out, and was blocked by her extremely exquisite control. The red rose slid out of her palm, and her powerful arms swung out a strong wind!

Keep moving forward!

Artoria used her strength to play, and promised the sword of victory to block the head, holding the gun, and moving forward along the gun body. The sword burst out with dazzling Mars, covering Artoria's gaze and blocking Dilumudo's vision.

It's now! Artoria's steps are as light as a deer, and she stepped out an unimpeded dance path from the sudden dense shadow of the gun.

A flash of light!

The two separated.

A drop of full blood slid down Dilumudo's cheeks and dripped to the ground, breaking down the rich magic power in a blink of an eye.
To be continued...