Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that the fired Noble Phantasms had completely lost contact. Although those Noble Phantasms were not even a drop in the bucket to the [King's Treasure], Michael's behavior
It really gave him an emotion called anger.
"I'm going to cut you into pieces to satisfy the hatred in my heart, bastard——!"
Following the stern declaration, more Noble Phantasms flew out, but they all made no sound like a mud cow entering the sea.
"The famous King of Heroes is nothing more than that. Is there any other means? If you just rely on pure projection of Noble Phantasms, I'm afraid even if you shoot out all the Noble Phantasms in your [King's Treasure], you won't be able to do anything to me."
Mikael happily accepted the Noble Phantasms shot by Gilgamesh. Although the level of these Noble Phantasms was not very high, it would be enough if used by artificial humans.
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Gilgamesh sneered, but this time he did not add "bastard", and also stopped the meaningless behavior of projecting Noble Phantasms, but decided to use a decisive method that can determine the outcome with one blow.
"Then let me show you what the King of Heroes is."
"——It's your turn to appear, wake up, ea!"
Looking at the deviant sword held in Gilgamesh's hand, Mikael started a magic formula. It was the Holy Spear Lungominiad he learned from Tonellico. Unknown to him, the Holy Spear Lungominiad had been improved by him.
Whether the gun can hit the unicorn star head-on, but according to calculations, there shouldn't be any problem.
Theoretically, with the improved holy spear technique, as long as enough magic power is input, it will be more than enough to explode stars, which perfectly explains the principle of using great force to produce miracles.
At this time, Tosaka Tokiomi heard the live broadcast transmitted by Kotomine Kirei through the gem communicator, and couldn't help but hold his head.
There is no doubt that Gilgamesh is serious about it. That sword is a must-kill treasure, but it is displayed in front of everyone so casually...
Tokiomi Tosaka took a deep breath. The Holy Grail War had just begun, and it was not time to fight with all his strength. He looked at the bright red Command Seal on the back of his hand and fell into deep thought.
There is no doubt that the power of three mandatory commands is extremely precious. It is clear that the family motto of the Tohsaka family is to be calm and elegant at all times, but he actually used the command spell earlier than other masters. It is really
So embarrassed.
However, there was not much time left for him to weigh the pros and cons. Tokiomi Tosaka gritted his teeth and looked at the command spells, and finally chose to consume one of them to avoid the outcome of exposing his trump card.
Feeling something strange in his body, Gilgamesh looked angrily in the direction of the Tohsaka family's mansion. Unlike having his Noble Phantasm taken away, this forced order made him feel extremely humiliated as a king.
"Do you want to suppress my anger with words of advice such as Your Highness? You are really becoming more and more bold, Tokiomi Tosaka."
Gilgamesh raised his lips in disgust, lowered his voice and uttered these words. The Sword of Disobedience in his hand disappeared and was placed back into the [King's Treasure].
"I will spare your life today, foreign magician."
"Haha, that's really an honor."
Mikael waved his hand, not taking these words to heart at all. He watched Gilgamesh turn into golden mist, the golden armor lost its texture, leaving only some residual light, and then disappeared
Gone.
"Arthur——!!!"
Just as Gilgamesh left, he heard a vicious roar, just like the cry of a crazy beast, echoing over the ruins.
Only then did everyone notice that a new riding servant appeared here. Unlike Gilgamesh's shining golden armor, this servant's whole body was wrapped in dark heavy armor.
The armor had neither any exquisite decoration nor polished colors, only an extreme black like darkness, like hell.
Even his face was covered by the helmet. Deep in the small gaps of the helmet.
All you can see is the dazzling light emanating from the eyes that are burning like fire.
For some reason, Mikael felt that he was staring at him, or to be precise, at the holy spear Lungominiad in his hand.
[If you have bad eyesight, you need to treat your eyes. Besides, the person holding the Holy Spear may not be King Arthur, it could also be Morgan.]
He complained in his heart that as for the real name of the servant in front of him, Mikael, Lancelot, one of the Knights of the Round Table, was just because the old bug added some ingredients to the magic circle for summoning heroic spirits.
Lancelot's rank is berserker, and he has changed from the king's chef to the twisted king's chef.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with him, but being targeted by a mad dog-like berserker made him uncomfortable.
"Teacher Mikael, this servant seems to have great ill will towards you. Do you need to eliminate him?"
Kirshtalia whispered, even as an outsider he could clearly perceive this.
Theoretically, modern magicians cannot compete with their followers. Even the weakest assassin can easily kill the magician, but for some reason, he is full of confidence in Mikael.
What's more important is that they have two cavalry followers on their side. Even if the encirclement and suppression fails, they can still make a strategic retreat.
"Although it's a bit difficult, it's not completely impossible. Just leave it to me."
Mikael patted Kirshtalia's shoulder and carefully considered his suggestion, but Berserker obviously didn't like to wait patiently.
He casually broke off the street lamp, and the place where he was holding it had been completely dyed black. Black stripes like the veins of leaves were wrapped around the lamp post layer after layer, and they were still spreading and eroding.
lamp post.
Soon, spider web-like traces spread to the entire lamppost. These traces were condensed by Berserker's magic power and imbued with his murderous intent and hatred. However, the lamppost was just a modern product, but it had a treasure comparable to that of a lamppost.
The strength of the tool, although it is only the lowest level of the Noble Phantasm.
“Ahhhhh——!”
He roared loudly, suddenly bursting out with strong murderous intent, and swung the lamppost at Mikael. The explosion of air and the roar were mixed together, forming a deafening and harsh noise.
"It's a little troublesome..."
Mikael's blue eyes reflected the rapidly enlarging figure. Facing the menacing Berserker, he shook his head gently, and then stretched out a hand.
"But it's just a little troublesome."
The deep blue in his eyes faded away, replaced by an endless, layered sea of magnificent stars.
boom--!
The powerful and heavy blow was blocked by him with one hand, and then he exerted force with his palm, and the magic power was released. The lamp post that had turned into a treasure was shattered, and the huge impact knocked Berserker away and smashed it.
A container hundreds of meters away was shattered.