I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

The scarlet spear spiked on the blade of his sword, a wave of ripples splashed, and Lancelot's figure was repelled with a blow.

Lancelot stuck his sword on the ground, dragged a long cloud of smoke in the desert, and barely stopped after dozens of meters. He clutched his chest and stared solemnly at the powerful man opposite him. Female, although the long spear was blocked just now, the force of the impact hit his body.

"What a powerful and beautiful woman..." Lancelot sighed, feeling the soreness in his chest.

If it was a young child who said this, Scathach would definitely be very happy, but the knight in front of him is neither a young child nor an ordinary leisurely occasion... Scathach frowned: "You still have distracted thoughts Is it? It really is a good opponent."

Also, the toughness of the sword is not bad, the ordinary treasure has already been pierced and broken by her spear.But the sword in front of him is like ripples in a lake. When it is attacked, it may be like ripples splashed on the surface of the lake, but it will eventually return to calm.

"..." Lancelot didn't respond.

This Lancer is already observing why his weapon can't be penetrated... It really is a difficult enemy.

I have to praise how powerful this female spearman is...

If it is an ordinary weapon or a treasure crafted by a craftsman with exquisite skills, the weapon may be pierced and shattered by the heavy piercing of the three consecutive hits just now.

However, the "Lake of No Regrets" bestowed by the Spirit of the Lake is not the same.The characteristic of this weapon itself is implicit, and it can also be referred to as tenacity. The tenacity of a single round, even the king's vowed victory sword, may not be as good.

Now——Lancelot glanced at the sky, then looked at Mash and the magician on the other side... Now that he is dragged here, he can only rely on the king's attack.

He held the sword tightly in both hands, turned his back to the golden meteor, and resolutely rushed towards Scarha.

"Good job!" Skaha snorted with satisfaction, and at the same time charged with his long spear.

The golden meteor in the sky collided with the surrounding defensive wall at the same time during their fierce collision in the next second!

There was an explosion from the zenith, and the ultimate golden energy poured over the desert in an instant, like a piece of golden dust sprinkled on a huge semi-circular transparent sphere, like a waterfall-like offensive, The golden aurora instantly illuminated the entire space.

boom--!

[Defense wall damaged by 57%]

Half of the transparent hexagonal diamond-shaped crystal barrier in the sky collapsed into a mass of fragments in an instant. The collapse of this half also meant that almost everything was destroyed. The frontal impact was stopped, and the remaining defensive walls arranged on both sides were nothing more than a burst embankment. I owe a beating.

In less than two seconds, the membrane of Du Lin's defensive wall was completely pierced by the cruel Lion King's gun of judgment, and the world of golden aurora was stained with silver brilliance, and then the remaining aftermath hit Mash. on the Mimic Defense Shield.

Mash held the shield in both hands, feeling the aftermath of the attack, her slender wrist trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, there was only sand and dust on both sides of the semicircle covering a diameter of hundreds of meters, and suddenly a tsunami-like wave of dust began to spread in all directions in the distance.

rumbling...

The golden aurora that obscured the sight of all of them disappeared, and the splashed dust also disappeared from a distance with the wind blowing.

In the world in the field, a basin of a kilometer has been formed around it under the radiance of the Holy Lance.

Except for the [-]-meter position where they stood, a huge deep pit of nearly [-] kilometers was sunken around them, and they seemed to be standing on the only tall pillar standing upright.

"Is this... the judgment of the Lion King?"

The world returns to the original world.

The light and shadow shield, a mimetic treasure that unfolded in the sky, also dissipated.

Staring, I don't know if it was the impact of the holy spear or other reasons. I don't know when the surrounding sandstorm has disappeared.

The sky showed a clear blue sky, with bands of light hovering over the atmosphere.

The battle came to an end under the judgment of this holy spear.

Matthew exhaled with difficulty: "It's over."

"I thought the runaway switch was going to be triggered... I was really scared to death. But, Mash, you are really amazing!" Gudazi came forward and said something with lingering fear.

Her vision has experienced several singularities in a row. Compared with the attack of King Arthur in Fuyuki, this bloodless and tearless attack is comparable to the previous one. Dozens of times as much.

Mash blushed slightly: "No... Senior, you are too flattering."

She glanced at Du Lin secretly, and said in a low voice, "I just resisted the aftermath of the attack. If there is no defensive wall as a buffer, I may not be able to block this blow."

"But speaking of it, Mash is also relying on the treasure, and Mr. Director's magic attainments are so powerful." Coles pushed his glasses, and silently told the fact that 'Durin is a human being'.

Du Lin was very comfortable being licked by them in his heart, but on the surface he said modestly: "Half and half! If there is no Matthew's resistance, my magic can't achieve the protective effect. Right? Little Matthew~"

"Uh..." Matthew felt a little uncomfortable with this nickname.

Before she hesitated on how to respond, after eliminating the threat of the Lion King's attack, Du Lin had already turned to the place where the two martial arts contests existed not far away.

During the fierce battle between Lancelot and Scathach, the sound of 'bang bang' and 'clang clang' metal collisions sounded on the other side.

They didn't use any energy, nor did they use their own characteristics, it was just a pure confrontation of skills and physical strength.

There is no such thing as a sword defeating a gun, or a ten thousand year old woman crushing young fresh meat... only the collision of weapons and the occasional exclamation.

finally--

On the only high point in the desert basin left by the Lion King, Scathach pushed Lancelot to the edge of the basin. Seeing that he was about to slide down, he raised his sword subconsciously, but his feet slipped. The sword also deflected accordingly.

Scathach frowned slightly, seeing that the shot was about to land on Lancelot's armor, he immediately retracted it.

Lancelot landed on the slope with a puzzled expression on his face.

Scathach said with a blank expression: "The field here is no longer suitable for continuing to compete, Knight Lancelot."

After saying one sentence, she declared the end of the battle, and turned back to Du Lin: "Next, I'll leave it to you."

Du Lin hummed.