The lancer suddenly disappeared from the spot, and on the left hand side where the enemy was most difficult to defend, the bloody lightning shot straight into the opponent's left rib.

The long knife moved sideways to hold Lancer's spear, and the two weapons rubbed the edges and made a string of sparks.

The black shadow fell back to the ground, with the long knife retracted and stabbed it out, and pierced it diagonally upwards towards the lancer in his squatting posture.

With a clang, the sword and gun clashed for the third time.

The lancer holding a spear and the black shadow holding a long sword approached the opponent without any allowance, and in a blink of an eye, exchanged dozens of attacks and defenses.

Each attack of the black shadow has overwhelming power. Even the saber attack can barely achieve such power. If you don’t use the magic burst skill, you may not be able to shake the opponent head-on.

The lancer has no power to match his opponent, but has the agility to burst out the speed to the extreme. It is not like the restraint when facing the invisible sword. He cleverly avoided the blade of the shadow and stabbed out like a snake.

Although they both use long weapons that are inconvenient to close distances, the two soldiers are still working hard to move forward, trying to use their superb martial arts to overwhelm the other party until they can no longer make progress.

The ground exploded under the footsteps of the warriors, and the black fragments kept falling from the black shadow, and were then cut by the wind blades brought by the weapon.

The fragment seemed to be leaves.

I looked at it intently and saw that the pieces were shaped like leaves, but they were black fragments, which were tangled in the air and then turned into black smoke.

Like the ashes scattered after the fire burns.

I looked at the enemy fighting with Lancer again. The outline of the figure became clearer and clearer, clearly looking like a person.

Until the other party and the lancer retreated and gathered momentum on the ground to leverage their forces, the vague figure finally showed its true form.

Um-

My stomach acid was rolling and about to pour out. I suppressed the discomfort and fear and stared at the person in horror.

——That person has no skin.

The muscles were exposed in the air, squirming as the person moved.

Black smoke emanated from the gaps in the muscles and flew into the air.

This look is not considered human at all!

"ha--"

Two figures rushed towards each other again, taking the other's life unceasingly.

The enemy's fighting method was so crazy that he no longer cared about his body. He tore the blade of the air and tried to cut the lancer under the knife.

Lancer's gun also became faster. After seeing the opponent's madness, he carefully controlled the situation and tried to withstand the minimum damage to give the opponent a fatal attack.

After discovering that the other party had lost his mind, Lancer's unconcealed thoughts could be seen even as a rookie, while the enemy only responded wildly.

Finally, the blue servant seized a chance. When the enemy's long sword slashed at his right shoulder, Lancer handed the gun from behind to his left hand and stabbed it into the enemy's heart.

Pay the price of your right shoulder to take the other person's life.

——The outcome of this battle has been decided.

The man, like a hunting dog, showed a bloodthirsty smile and enjoyed the upcoming victory.

Suddenly, the tip of the lancer's gun shifted a little, and the hound suddenly bounced back, retreating like lightning, giving up the soon-to-be victory.

When it landed on the ground, Lancer turned his head and looked at the wound on his right shoulder, his face extremely solemn.

The wound did not bleed, but was dyed black in the wounded area.

"What's wrong, lancer?"

"Hmph, I'm careless-!"

Once again, Lancer stepped on a lunge and pointed his spear diagonally downward to the ground in front. He lowered his head and his eyes were concentrated on the bloody red spear tip. The night cast a shadow on the handsome face of the man.

"Emiya--This battle seems to be over soon, leave. I and this guy have to calculate the accounts carefully-!"

"Is it really okay?"

"Get out--! Go and find your saber. I don't want to be a babysitter for my children now. I've been in the war until today, and I can finally fight happily, hahahaha!"

The fighting intention was boiling on the pikeman's body, and Lancer laughed with extreme joy. In the joy of facing a strong enemy, he seemed to have forgotten my existence.

The hound from Ireland roared and rushed towards his enemies.

The spear is like a rainbow—

The sword light is like lightning—

The figures sprinted rapidly among the woods, collided and retreated.

Exert speed to the limit and turn it into a destructive power that can completely destroy the enemy.

Then turn back in the shock wave of the confrontation and accumulate the power of the next blow.

The trees fell down during punctures and slashes and were slashed into pieces.

The ground shattered during the confrontation, large pieces of soil splashed up, and explosives flew around like they were.

Around the two soldiers, even the air was cut and destroyed, exploding in terrible pressure.

In such a battlefield, I couldn't even get close to it. I could only wave my sword in a mess and retreat step by step against the residual shock wave leaking from the battlefield.

There is no way to intervene in the battle, and I don’t know when the winner will be decided.

Finally, I left the lancer.

Leave this man who once took my life and only longed for a happy duel.
Chapter completed!