1918 "I Will Make the Judgment."

The battlefield just subsided slowly.

In the battle between Artoria (Alter) and Mordred, Arturia (Alter) won.

In the battle between Matthew and Lancelot, Matthew won.

Luo Zhenyi easily won a complete victory.

In two father-son duels, the result is that one father wins and the other son wins. It has to be said that it is quite ironic.

Joan of Arc (Alter) watched the entire battle except for the beginning.

"Wait, in this way, don't I really become a woman who can only set fire to this and that?"

Joan of Arc (Alter) suddenly came to her senses, and showed a wonderful expression for a moment.

But that is the truth.

Joan of Arc (Alter)'s revenge failed, but Matthew succeeded in killing her relatives righteously.

This raging development has caught everyone by surprise.

In fact, in terms of pure strength, the outcome of these two games is worth waiting for.

Needless to say, the relationship between Altria (Alter) and Mordred is explained in the words of Altria (Alter), that is, the strength of the two sides is not much different, and may even be equal. [Alter] was able to win, largely because Mordred fell into the trap set by Artoria [Alter] and was attacked by a surprise before he lost.

As for Lancelot, his strength is actually better than that of Matthew.

Although Matthew is already a special A-level follower, she has not yet developed her own fighting style, and secondly, she is specialized in defense. In terms of pure combat ability, she is inferior to Lan, who is known as the number one round table player. Sloat is still more than one step behind.

If it is a defensive battle, let alone Lancelot, even if Solomon, the Crown Servant, does not want to easily break Matthew's defense this time, but in the battle just now, Matthew not only failed Fighting in the field he is good at, but blindly attacking, if the opponent is not Lancelot, even if he can't lose, he will definitely not win.

Now, the reason why Matthew can win is largely because Lancelot has lost his hostility, or in other words, he does not want to be an enemy of Matthew, and he does not attack at all, but just defends blindly. If you defend for a long time, you will lose. Only after being cautious, did he take a severe blow from Matthew.

Although this blow did not cause much damage to Lancelot, it had already shaken the spiritual core, making Lancelot's body dull.

"Woo..."

Lancelot clutched his chest and stood up with difficulty.

"Are you still planning to fight again? Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot!" Matthew said in a condemning tone unlike her own, "If you haven't come to your senses, then I don't mind hitting you again!"

Hearing this, Lancelot smiled wryly.

Lancelot wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he lowered his eyes and changed to these words.

"Do you think you guys are sure to win?" Lancelot said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, we still have Sir Tristan here. Luan escaped from the battle situation and went to kill your master, intending to bring you back to your original shape, and solve them one by one?"

Upon hearing this, Matthew and Arturia (Alter) changed their expressions slightly.

It wasn't until this time that the two of them realized that there was only Jing Ning and a servant guarding Luo Zhen's side.

Arturia (Alter) was finally provoked by Mordred, and fell into a fierce battle with Mordred, and had no time to take care of Rozen. Mash was also desperate under the inexplicable anger towards Lancelot He rushed up, causing Luo Zhen to guard anyone who was unloaded by him.

"Oops!"

Even Joan of Arc (Alter) realized that there was such a thing.

After all, a reversal is still a reversal. It is too difficult for a servant in a reversed state to have a more delicate mind than in a normal state.

So Arturia [Alter] and Joan of Arc [Alter] have become more aggressive than usual,

But it also ignores the importance of protection.

"senior!"

Matthew, who had forgotten her duty because of her anger towards Lancelot, also regretted it, turned around quickly, and immediately prepared to rush towards Rozen.

However, this is no longer necessary.

"Boom!"

When such a cracking sound that shook the atmosphere resounded, a figure seemed to be violently knocked into the air, turned into a cannonball, shot from the direction of the fortress, rubbed against the atmosphere, and crashed into the ground.

The earth sank on the spot, causing broken stones to fly, rubble to rush, and dust to rise like smoke, which was extremely spectacular.

"This is...!?"

Everyone present was startled, turned their heads abruptly, and looked towards the field.

There, in the dissipated dust, a knight lay blood dripping in the ruins of the gravel and rubble.

Who else but Tristan?

"how come..."

Tristan's body was not full of blood, and he couldn't even move, his face was full of disbelief.

"Mr. Tristan!"

Seeing this scene, Lancelot's eyes changed.

And at this time, a voice followed.

"It seems that you are still far away from killing me."

Saying so, Luo Zhen walked over slowly.

Beside him, Quietly followed obediently, looking at Luo Zhen with admiration in his eyes.

And behind Luo Zhen, there is a behemoth.

It was the Minotaur god whose whole body was made of lava, holding a battle ax tightly in his hand.

It is Rozen's No. 2 Beast -- .

"You can let me free the beasts to deal with you, you are proud, son of sorrow."

Luo Zhen smiled at Tristan with extremely calm eyes.

Obviously, for Luo Zhen, Tristan is not an opponent at all.

This is also a matter of course, right?

"Even if you play longer and become stronger, it is impossible to become stronger forever. It is impossible for you to become stronger than the Lion King who blessed you, and it is even more impossible to become stronger than the level of the Holy Grail. Still high."

Luo Zhen declared the city so.

"Therefore, there is no way you could have won me, Tristan."

If Luo Zhen didn't summon the Beast, then Tristan still had a slight chance of winning.

But as soon as Luo Zhen summoned the beast, Tristan could basically go home.

"You should be the first round table to exit." Luo Zhen said indifferently: "It's okay, I will deal with you swiftly, and I won't make you too sad."

As he said that, the eyes of the lava bull god behind Luo Zhen flashed fiercely, and amidst the roar, he raised his scorching battle ax high.

at this time...

"Wait a moment."

A voice stopped Luo Zhen.

"Let me do it."

Arturia (Alter) spoke with a calm face.

"I have already decided that all round tables will be judged by me."

This is the duty of Artoria (Alter) as the king of the Round Table.

Luo Zhen looked towards Artoria (Alter).

"good."

After a while, Luo Zhen nodded.

Artoria (Alter)'s icy face slowed down a little, but soon froze again, making him pick up his steps and come to Tristan.

Eyes, full of waves.