A Master's Type Moon Event Book

The long sword in his hand was constantly trembling from the blow, giving him the illusion that it would break in the next second.

Although it is a weapon of the age of the gods, it is inferior to the holy sword in many places.

"But your strength is illusory, and you don't rely on yourself." Artoria said softly, her amber eyes revealed a different kind of magnificence.

She was a very beautiful person.

In this case, the beauty is extraordinarily thrilling.

"I don't understand what you mean." Li Xiang jumped back.

"The meaning is very simple, enhance your strength." Arturia lowered her eyes, looking at the holy sword in her hand.

Invisible air waves, black flames flickering like lamps, devouring the light they see.

Only Arturia's delicate face was clearly visible.

"Have you ever considered becoming a Servant?" she asked, after a slight pause, "Sword of Vowed Victory!"

There wasn't even time to answer.

What entered the eyes was a monstrous sword light like a black hole.

The light golden gun light came first.

The space was piled up in front of Li Xiang, and the air was filled with dense spears.

Jian Guang paused for a while.

Li Xiang was able to hand out the sword in his hand.

The feet are shaking.

The spiritual vein buried deep in the ground swam out like a long dragon, opened its mouth wide in the air, and bright blue magic spewed out.

It is absolutely impossible to block this treasure with one's own strength.

But with the double help of Ai Lei and Lingmai, the first sword light disappeared.

That's right, it's the first one.

Behind it, the second treasure has descended.

Almost only three or four seconds apart.

Moreover, Arturia's holy sword was still held high, and the too strong light was reminding the third treasure.

The sky was dimming rapidly, and the strange blood color filled the air.

Thunderbolts and spear lights competed to fly out.

The golden debris, including the Thunder Punishment of Exterminating the World, turned into countless spears, facing the holy sword.

Earth cracks.

The center of the collision, like a piece of paper, is easily torn, but what is exposed is not the underground, but the wilderness.

A colder breath than black magic.

The underworld is going up.

Along the cracked channel, the cave is eroded in reverse.

Spirit veins turned into mountains.

There are towering mountains in all directions.

The battlefield changed in an instant.

Li Xiang's breath became stronger.

Now it is Ellie's Noble Phantasm.

In the underworld, his protection will be strengthened.

The same goes for the sword in his hand.

The power of the earth and the mountains made Biluo exude a huge aura. With his stabs, tiny bright lights appeared in the dim world, like countless flowers blooming on the mountain peaks in spring.

They rise against the wind.

After Ai Lei shot, release all of them.

The explosions continued.

Li raised his hand subconsciously, turned the long sword, and the last magic power cut off the aftermath.

He looked ahead.

At this time, the black and gold were mixed and kneaded together, neither distinguishing each other nor seeing the situation clearly.

The sound of clicking.

Li Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and looked up to see the shattering of the underworld.

There is a gentle wind on the wilderness that has not dissipated, rolling up dark yellow soil gravel from the outside and throwing it around.

The gorgeous light suddenly spread out in the center.