Qing almost flattened his numb right hand and somewhat disordered magic power as quickly as he could, and in this battle he made the same mistake as Lancer last time, misestimating the opponent's strength, and then being put on a side. And now there are two choices in front of you, either take advantage of the fact that the visibility is basically zero at the moment and take the opportunity to escape this battle, or take this opportunity to regroup and continue to fight! After all, Lancer was still in a sealed state at the moment.

'Hey, that's how likely you lose!' For the right hand, which was still swollen and numb, Qing clenched the hilt of the sword unwillingly. For escaping, in fact, this is not shameful, after all, if you can't beat it, why must you fight to the end, just like a sword swung with all your strength always needs to leave a little room for maneuver, giving your own defense the opportunity to counterattack the enemy. However, even so, I can't suppress the unwillingness that erupts in my heart! I lost once in my life, and I lost my life, and now, do I have to lose again?

The pride in the heart can be wiped out, and the achievement and glory will fade sooner or later, but only the will cannot be lost! That's the only thing that can't be corrupted. Qing slowly exhaled the turbidity in his heart, no longer left behind the magic power, and the perception that was enough to cover half of the city was also liberated! If you choose to run away this time, then you really don't have the courage to face the red magic gun in the future, the pain in your heart is a nightmare that can never be erased, and if you don't have the courage to face the nightmare now, the fear will continue in the future.

Sensing Lancer's figure and magic in his mind, he closed his eyes and condensed the magic on the soles of his feet. Although the right hand is not yet able to be used properly, it does not affect anything. The mana accumulation of feet has reached a critical point and exploded! The gray mist will explode, and the whirlwind of magic will blow away the dust that obscured everything! Accompanied by the acceleration of the limit, the green is fleeting in front of Lancer's eyes! "What!! ----" In the Gun Knight's narrowed pupils, a hand with bursting veins pressed his stunned face----

The bones of the whole body are ringing, and the muscles and blood vessels are cracking apart and shattering! The knight of the spear smashed out of the office building with the face of the young man in his hand, using the back of his head as a ram to chisel through the reinforced concrete building! Storming in from one building, and then breaking through the wall from the other end! Sabotage, sabotage, sabotage! Lancer in his hand has no chance to break free, because in the battle just now, Qing has already analyzed his physical functions, B-level tendons and at least A-level agility, if you want to completely suppress him, you must come up with at least A++ extreme violence!!

For people who have a deep understanding of combat skills, it is an insoluble fact to use brute force that is enough to crush all skills--- has already carried Lancer out of a distance of hundreds of meters, Qing is powerless and powerless to let go of the right hand holding Lancer's head, to be precise, the bone hand full of crushing cracks, all the textures, nerves and even blood vessels have been decomposed into particles or scorched air under the release of the magic of the overload, and the remnants of the bone hand are also forcibly fixed with magic power, And it is avoided to be shattered with the texture of the arm.,And the body is also in a state of paralysis in a state of mana overload.。

Lancer, who was not under control, staggered to his feet, the crimson spear was thrown in the collision, and the unstoppable blood flowed down his split skull and down the dusty blue hair, and in his half-open and half-closed eyes, the overly congested whites of his eyes all turned into a bruised crimson, while his swollen face had a smile beyond ordinary imagination, but because his face was so badly deformed, this smile could not be seen at all.

Standing opposite Lancer, Qing's broken right hand bone finally couldn't withstand the severe shattering, and the broken bone fragments scattered into the crumbling street floor one by one. Looking at Lancer with a calm gaze, his posture was extremely miserable, and his current self was not much better than him. Most of the mana in the body was consumed, and the bones of the whole body were almost collapsed under the overload, but it was better than the shattered right hand.

This is the price, the result of the explosion of anger that has been dormant for countless years, abandoning reason. And now, the resentment dissipated with the outburst, and Qing, who had returned to reason, smiled. Although the nightmare in my heart has not ended, the despair and irrepressible unwillingness have dissipated, which is a spiritual sublimation, the liberation of the spirit at the price of almost dying again. The fear that the heart would definitely be eaten by spears in the center was gone, and it was no longer scary, only the remnants of weakness remained.

"What did you --- --- just ---??" The Gun Knight struggled to his feet, his broken jawbone making him unable to speak. However, these injuries were all recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and it was obvious that his master had already begun to use the recovery technique for him. This is a very normal phenomenon, and Qing has already expected it. The servant's body is stronger than the body of the living, but it is relatively worthless, because as long as there is the help of the master, no matter how big the injury is, it can recover quickly.

In response to Lancer's slurred question, and with the only calm smile he could make, the severe pain in his body was really difficult to do more, "Take advantage of the fact that your treasure is sealed and cannot be used, a shortcut goodbye, Lancer." Not to you, not to me to the world, just to say goodbye to a man who had died under this red gun, a fool who was deeply afraid, afraid of being killed in the same way. “

Qing smiled calmly, the Lancer in front of him had only recovered most of the time he had spoken, and his face, which had been almost pinched in disguise, had also returned to its original appearance. The presence of a Master is really a good thing for the Servant.,Rapid recovery.,A steady stream of magic that acts on the body.。 However, compared to Lancer, he is not necessarily worse than him, and his bones and body that have not collapsed are recovering rapidly, just like breaking through the limit to further gain newer and stronger strength!

The body of the living and the heroic spirit have been fixed by the spirit base of the pseudo-body, although the strength of the green may not be as good as the heroic spirit in front of him, but as the living has more possibilities and choices, after this fight, his body will gain the power to fight with the person in front of him, although the odds of victory are still not high, but that is in the absence of a treasure----

In just a few breaths, Lancer's injuries had fully recovered, and Qing couldn't help but be a little shocked by this. This terrifying recovery is usually only possible for a Servant with a specific Noble Phantasm or a specific inherent skill, and this Lancer feels like his master has directly used the power of the Spell, forcibly restoring absolute control of the Servant's body---