Eighth Crown

"Pfft!"

At the critical moment, at the moment when the network formed by the sword was pierced through the gap, a golden long sword roared like an arrow, and immediately stabbed into her thigh.

"Ugh!"

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

The battle between the two sides is not on the same level at all, and there is a world of difference in the way of fighting.

If the general Servant's battle is one-on-one, at most one-on-two, one-on-three, then the battle with this golden Servant is essentially an enemy of war itself.

His heroic spirit itself is equivalent to a war.

To fight him is to fight the war itself, but no matter how powerful a heroic spirit, even a hero like Hercules, cannot fight a war alone.

After the thigh was pierced, Saber's mobility was obviously affected, and in the face of the endless rain of Noble Phantasms, it suddenly became dangerous.

"Boom!"

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

Lancer raised the holy spear in his hand, causing the Noble Phantasm to control the gust of wind to appear. Under the blow of the holy spear, it turned into a whistling tornado, blowing away most of the Noble Phantasms that hit, and directed towards the Noble Phantasm. The direction of the Golden Servant rushed away.

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

The Noble Phantasm Rain's offensive came to an abrupt end.

"……grateful."

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

"One yard owned by a yard."

Lancer held up the holy spear, and the gust of wind subsided for a while, and he heard the words and responded.

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

For Grey, she will definitely kill the other self.

But if another one dies at the hands of this golden servant, or is captured by him and becomes his wife, it will undoubtedly be a huge insult to King Arthur.

At a time like this, the two King Arthurs were unquestionably one mind.

"Tsk, how dare you let me, who is the king, stand on the same height as you... Well, this king should give a little favor to those who are about to become my queen and concubine."

The Golden Servant was annoyed at first, and then laughed generously, with a proud look on his face that he should feel honored that he had given you a gift.

"Let's talk about the dream at night!"

But whether it was Saber or Lancer, both of them scoffed at his remarks, and both of them scolded in unison, showing hostility in their eyes and actions.

"Hmph, then let's tune in and start again!"

The Golden Servant put his hands around his chest in a relaxed manner, raised his chin, and was full of joy in his description.

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

At the same time as saying 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 one hundred, and the Noble Phantasms that emerged from them seemed to be one level higher than before.

After the overwhelming golden ripples appeared, the intuitions of the two King Arthurs were screaming sharply, as if countless bird songs were ringing in their ears, which stimulated their brains like never before.

It seems that he sensed the threat of the two of them joining forces, so the Golden Servant took it a little more seriously.

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

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

But at the moment when this thought appeared in their minds, the two hesitated again.

This is a residential area. Although it is not comparable to the downtown area, there are also a large number of people gathering. Once the Noble Phantasm is liberated in such a place, it will inevitably lead to heavy casualties.

"Hahahahaha! Be careful! If you die accidentally, this king will feel heartache——!"

The Golden Servant laughed.

Heartache or something, of course not.

He essentially just treats Saber as a collection that pokes his excitement, more of a possessiveness than love. Although it is a pity that it is broken, it will not cause heartache.

It's just a joke.

King of Heroes Joke!

And at the moment when the Golden Servant said what he thought was a joke, Saber and Lancer cast a surprised look in the air behind him.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a rocket-like figure jumped out of the backyard, stomping on the ground like a bull in the sky.

"Wow?"

The Golden Servant sensed the sound of the wind falling from the sky, and immediately ducked to the side.

After he dodged, the figure that fell to the ground instantly stepped on a deep pit on the ground, the earth cracked instantly, and the soil rose up everywhere.

After the aftermath rested for a while, the figure of a young man with a devilish appearance appeared from the pit.

Of course it was Lucia.

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

"Someone else is in a duel."

Liu Xia turned around, looked at the golden servant coldly, and pointed out his identity directly.

"No matter what, we have to wait until after the duel is over, Gilgamesh, King of Heroes?"

Hero King Gilgamesh.

The protagonist of the world's oldest epic "The Epic of Gilgamesh" is two-thirds gods and one-third human. He reigns in Uruk, the ancient city of ancient Babylon. He is the oldest hero king of mankind. It is the highest in human history.

Liu Xia also knew the existence of the other party when he was in Chaldea, but because the other party was a high-level thorn, he was isolated in the spiritual simulation room by Chaldea in disguise, and he never saw it.

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

"Being able to know the name of this king, he is a discerning fellow, which is worthy of praise."

The golden Servant's snake pupils squinted slightly, and tilted his head to look at Liu Xia.

"However, even the etiquette of monarchs and ministers is not enough, so let this king waste time waiting for others? There must be a limit to disrespect!"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Liu Xia heard the words, without a trace of anger, but said indifferently: "Your Uruk has long since died. In the current world, no one is your subject."

"...Your boldness and blasphemy will be blamed even if you die!"

There was a thick cold color in the blood pupil of the hero king, and the chilling atmosphere suddenly filled this area, and a turbulent dark tide surged up.

In mid-air, the hundreds of golden ripples turned their heads in unison, all pointing at Liu Xia!