However, killing Lancer or something can only be done to that extent, and Qing expressed his true helplessness about this. As one of the three horsemen, the knight of the gun, although the guy in front of him doesn't look like such a particularly powerful guy, and his personality is a little bad, but these are by no means the basis for judging his strength! That guy feels like a beast, and a wolf without fangs can be mistaken for a dog, but once it shows its fangs, it's too late. Tear the target apart in an instant, without even having time to react, and eventually become a revenant under ridiculous teeth.

After calming down a little, beckoning the hydra to bypass Lancer and come to his side, the blue spearman did not stop him, but watched with more interest, and his unruly proud pupils exuded a wild light that only a beast can have, which is very familiar to Qing, who was long and wild before his death. Looking directly at the prey, the full-bellied beast will not directly kill the prey that makes him unmotivated, although that guy seems to have human rationality, but it is also a difficult existence.

Qing said that he frowned unpleasantly, it is enough to meet this kind of guy once a day, and now he has met this guy several times or three times, and according to the fact that he may not be able to beat him very much now, today is undoubtedly the worst day, and it is not clear whether it is his bad luck or that Lancer has a curse, following the last two successful battles, and now it may be unavoidable, the spear in his hand is the best statement, and he does not intend to return in vain.

If you can't figure out the specific strategy of the other party, you don't know what the other party's intentions are, and you don't know anything about the battle, it's an extremely terrible battle! Qing broke open the hydra's mouth and pulled the sword out of its fishy mouth. This ugly guy also stimulated the beast's instinct because he was looked at by Lancer's extremely beastly gaze, and Qing Neng clearly felt that the hydra occupied by the wild instinct became very difficult to control, so that it opened the mouth of the third head, but it opened the mouth of the fifth head, obviously with nine heads, but only one nerve was working, and it was still in a state of busyness.

'It's going to be bad to let it stay here!' ---'Qing sighed slightly, it is conceivable how ferocious the Hydra riot without command restrictions is, after all, it is a monster of the god generation, although it is said that it is really lacking in some heat to fight with the Servant, but let it be indulged, it can destroy a large number of nearby houses and buildings in a rampage! In this way, things will inevitably get bigger, and after the last Holy Grail War's Black Caster made a big fuss, what kind of result will be ushered in in the end is undoubtedly a lesson from the past.

Qing inflamed the flame spell in the inscription sword, incinerating all the strange smell that stuck to the sword, and at the same time cutting off Lancer's gaze at Hydra with the help of the flames. Hydra, having lost its passive inducing beast instinct, quickly regained its state, and its control returned to normal. Connected Consciousness commanded the unreliable creature to shrink to the size of a fist, then crumpled it into a ball and sealed it into a coin he carried, then stuffed it into a pocket, and then zipped it up.

The combat power that cannot be stabilized in battle is absolutely unusable, although the Hydra does have a certain considerable ability to assist in combat power, but this time it cannot be released, lest it be destroyed all the way and cause fire. Although it is a bit too much to seal it, but this is also for the sake of safety, this guy is put outside for fear of accidents, and he is afraid that something will happen to him directly, and the guy like a time bomb is inhumane to seal it, but it is very safe.

At this time, Lancer was also distracted by the burning sword in Qing's hand, "Oh, the monster that is the combat power is recovered and intends to face me alone, that is, this burning sword gives you enough confidence, right?" Hehe, in fact, it's weird, that monster just now, that thing is obviously not a creature of this era, it lacks the atmosphere and fixed living environment of the god generation that is crucial to survival, but it is like a servant, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a monster that humans can drive, and the fact is that it is being rudely controlled by you, hum, it's incredible. “

"That's a lot of nonsense, Lancer." Qing extinguished the flame on the sword in his hand, to be honest, this thing consumes a lot of mana, much more than the consumption released by mana, and in exchange for only a high flame that does not hurt himself. "This time you came to me in person, and as a relatively weak party, I don't want to engage you in such a big fight, so if you can, Lancer still bothers you to go back to where you came, the current situation is still unclear for the time being, anyway, it will not be good for you or me to fight to the death here."

Qing didn't want to continue to be stuck in this contradiction between fighting or not fighting, the medium needed for the spell and summoning had been prepared, and the summoning ritual could start tonight according to the original plan! And only when the servant is summoned, can he be distracted from the final step of the Noble Phantasm reforge, because the final step needs to be finished in the most perfect way, and then all the energy will be focused on the Noble Phantasm and have no time to take care of other bodies need the power of the Servant to protect, only in this way when the Noble Phantasm is completed and the power of the Servant, then the chance of winning the Holy Grail competition can reach more than seventy percent, and it is really difficult to talk about victory in the war by relying only on a single servant.

Lancer rolled his neck, hooked the corners of his mouth indifferently, turned the red gun in his hand, and lowered his body, "Hey! ~ What is the difference between good and bad fighting, these are just things that need to be considered by the master and slave. And since you are standing in front of me, then you don't have to be careful about this, you are not a layman holding a sword, just devote yourself to the battle, thinking about messy things will die---" After the spearman finished speaking, his lowered posture was like an arrow inspired by a full string, and the manic wind that rushed all the way into it flashed!

Fast! Unspeakably fast! Like lightning streaking across the sky! The tip of the vermilion spear made people come in front of them before they even had time to think! Qing's pupils shrank sharply as the tip of the gun approached, and there was no doubt that the next moment would definitely be stabbed into a mosaic scene. However, if it is only over like this--- perhaps even if there is any unwillingness in the heart, you can only accept your fate, and it is natural to die under the sharp blade of the opponent due to lack of strength.

However, if he was really killed like this, it would really be difficult for Qing to accept his fate! Closing his eyes, he deftly tilted his head to let the spear run down his cheek, and at the same time raised the sword in his hand, and with the help of the moment he staggered the crimson spear, the tip of the sword went straight to Lancer's throat-----