Eighth Crown

Chapter 947: Your Uruk Died Long Ago

"Pfft!"

At the critical moment, when the network formed by the sword penetrated the gap, a long golden sword whizzed over like an arrow, and then pierced her thigh.

"Uh-huh!"

With a muffled groan, Saber's face turned pale. Her thigh was instantly pierced, and the blood quickly dyed her blue dress red.

The fighting between the two sides is not on the same level at all, and the fighting methods are completely different.

If the battle between ordinary servants is one-on-one, or at most one-on-two, or one-on-three, then the battle with this golden servant is essentially an enemy of war itself.

His heroic spirit is equivalent to a war in itself.

To be an enemy against him is to fight against the war itself, but no matter how powerful the heroic spirit is, even a great hero like Hercules, it is impossible to fight a war alone.

After her thigh was pierced, Saber's ability to move was obviously affected. Facing the seemingly endless rain of Noble Phantasms, she suddenly became dangerous.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind suddenly roared.

Lancer raised the holy spear in his hand, causing the Noble Phantasm to control the wind to appear. Under the blow of the holy spear, it turned into a roaring tornado, blowing away most of the incoming Noble Phantasm and heading towards it. The golden servant rushed away in the direction.

Under the roaring wind, the walls of the mansion were directly smashed, and the golden servant had to jump down from the wall and stand on the ground.

The offensive of Noble Phantasm Rain suddenly stopped.

"……grateful."

Saber was able to take a breath, gritted her teeth, pulled out the long sword on her leg with a squeak, threw it to the ground, and thanked Lancer.

"One yard owned by a yard."

Lancer raised the holy spear, the strong wind subsided, and responded after hearing the words.

"Although for the sake of Master, sooner or later we will have a winner, but on the other hand, I will never allow you to die at the hands of this self-righteous servant who insulted the name of King Arthur."

For Gray,

She would definitely kill her other self.

But if another self died in the hands of this golden servant, or was captured by him and became his wife, it would undoubtedly be a huge insult to King Arthur.

At this time, there is no doubt that the two King Arthurs are of the same mind.

"Tsk, you actually dare to let me, as the king, stand on the same level as you... Well, I should also give a little favor to the people who are about to become my queen and concubine."

The golden servant was angry at first, and then smiled magnanimously, with a proud look on his face as if he should feel honored to have given you a gift.

"Let's wait until night to talk in sleep!"

But whether it was Saber or Lancer, both of them sneered at his statement. They both yelled in unison, with hostility in their eyes and actions.

"Hmph, then let's train it and start it again!"

The golden servant crossed his arms over his chest as if he was resting, and raised his chin, describing it as full of joy.

"Be careful, I won't be merciful this time!"

As he said this, the golden ripples behind the golden servant spread further.

This time, there were more golden ripples than before, as if there were more than a hundred, and the Noble Phantasm that emerged from them seemed to be one level higher than before.

After the overwhelming golden ripples appeared, the two Arthurs' intuitions were screaming sharply, as if countless birdsong were ringing in their ears, causing their brains to be stimulated like never before.

It seemed that he was aware of the threat of the two joining forces, so the golden servant took it a little seriously.

At this moment, both of them thought of the Noble Phantasm of Liberation.

Only by liberating the Noble Phantasm can we deal with this terrible threat.

But the moment this idea appeared in their minds, the two of them hesitated again.

This is a residential area. Although it is not as good as a busy city, there are still a large number of people gathering. Once the Noble Phantasm is released in such a place, it will inevitably lead to heavy casualties.

"Hahahahaha! You have to be careful! If you die accidentally, I will feel heartbroken——!"

The golden servant laughed.

Of course there will be no heartache or anything like that.

In essence, he just treats Saber as a collectible that pokes his excitement point. It is more about possessiveness than love. Although it is a pity if it breaks, it will not be heartbreaking.

The reason why I say this is just a joke.

King of Heroes Joke!

The moment the golden servant said what he thought was a joke, Saber and Lancer both cast surprised looks in the air behind him.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a figure as fast as a rocket jumped out from the backyard, trampling towards the earth like a bull from the sky.

"Uh-oh?"

The golden servant noticed the sound of wind falling from the sky and immediately hid to the side.

After he dodged, the figure that landed instantly trampled a deep pit on the ground. The ground instantly cracked and soil rose up from all over the ground.

After the aftermath rested for a while, a young man with a demonic appearance emerged from the pit.

Of course it’s Liu Xia.

After noticing the intruder, he immediately rushed over from the air. Tohsaka Rin estimated that he would arrive in five seconds.

"Someone else is in the middle of a duel."

Lucia turned around, looked at the golden servant with cold eyes, and pointed out his identity directly.

"No matter what happens, we have to wait until the duel is over, right? Hero King Gilgamesh?"

Hero King Gilgamesh.

The protagonist of the world's oldest epic is two-thirds a god and one-third a human. He reigns in the ancient Babylonian civilization city kingdom of Uruk. He is the oldest heroic king in mankind, and his popularity is the highest in the entire history of mankind. .

Lu Xia also knew about the existence of the other party when she was in Chaldea, but because the other party was a high-level thornhead, he was isolated in the spirit simulation room by Chaldea in disguise and never saw a single person.

But even so, he also knew that the other party was a tyrant who was so self-righteous that there was no possibility of communication.

"Being able to know the name of this king is a discerning guy, and this deserves praise."

The golden servant's snake eyes narrowed slightly and he tilted his head to look at Liu Xia.

"But, if I don't even have the courtesy of a king and a minister, why should I waste my time waiting for others? There must be a limit to disrespect!"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Hearing this, Liu Xia didn't show the slightest hint of anger, but said indifferently: "Your Uruk has died long ago. In the world now, no one is your subject."

"...Your boldness and lies will be your fault even if you die!"

A thick cold color appeared in the blood pupils of the King of Heroes, and a chilling atmosphere suddenly filled the area, and a raging undercurrent surged up.

In mid-air, the hundreds of golden ripples all turned their spearheads and pointed at Liu Xia!

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