Lancer's Noble Phantasm, the 'Red Rose that Breaks Magic', is a spear that can invalidate defenses formed by magic. Saber fighting him in armor constructed of magic is indeed almost the same as wearing no clothes.
His ability is a little flawed, and he can't be called invincible, because there is a BUG hedgehog head in the next set, and when he slaps him, it's not just a simple armor-breaking attack, but his armor explodes directly, which is truly honest.
"Lancer, I really cannot agree that you will win just because I took off my armor." Saber sneered. Since you said I am naked, then I will... then I will take off my armor and fight you.
As she spoke, the magic armor wrapped around Saber's body turned into pieces and disappeared into the air. The breastplate, wrist guards, knee armor, and all the protective gear on her body were left without a single piece. Under the armor, the blue knight's long skirt was revealed, as well as the glory of the All-A King.
Duke's eyes were deep: The one who pacified the world could not unite the people. The Internet trolls on Tieba were not deceiving me!
"Since the magic spear cannot be blocked, there is no point in this armor. However, with the next attack, I will hit you first!" Saber held the invisible sword with both hands, across her chest, and pointed sideways to the front.
Regardless of whether this action was impulsive, it definitely boosted morale and immediately suppressed Lancer's momentum.
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Seeing Saber and Lancer intimidated by his presence, Rider raised his hands and shouted, "I am the 'King of Conquerors' Iskandar, and I have arrived in this Holy Grail War as a Rider."
Saber was not discouraged by the incurable wound, because she had confirmed Lancer's identity. The cursed yellow spear that healed the wounds it caused, the red spear that could break magic, and the tear mole that had its own charm magic, Lancer's identity was self-evident.
A chill filled the battlefield, and at this moment, rumbling thunder sounded, and a beam of lightning struck between the two of them, separating them far apart.
“Both parties should put down their swords in front of this king!” The extremely aggressive shout sounded like an order, and the one who came was Rider.
After a round of business exchanging compliments, both men burst out with momentum, their bodies moving tentatively with their feet. Lancer paid attention to the powerful Sword of Contracted Victory, while Saber was also wary of the strange Cursed Double Guns.
The ox's hooves stepped on the void, pulling the chariot, and landed on the ground with great momentum, and happened to land on the open space between the two people. The thunder was retracted, revealing the burly giant on the chariot. He was wearing a red cloak that was as unrestrained as a flame, his eyes and hair were all red, his muscles exploded, full of power, and his majestic posture was extremely dazzling.
Duke: No need to compete, you are the boss! "Since both sides know each other's names, we can have a more open duel!" Lancer re-positioned himself, holding a gun in each hand. Knowing that his opponent was an impeccable strong man, he should go all out.
Lancer: I respect you as a man!
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Duke, the armor shrouded in ominous black mist, and the nightmare horse that symbolized death. At first, they all thought that Duke was the Rider.
The strong wind tore through the invisible sword that was wrapped in the Wind King's barrier, and it suddenly burst out with a powerful driving force, accelerating Saber's attack speed and revealing the golden sword that symbolized victory.
Saber was not panicked when her identity was revealed. Instead, she frowned and looked at her injured wrist. Irisviel cast healing magic, but the wound still bled profusely.
The sense of urgency between life and death made them raise their spirits to the extreme in an instant, without any hesitation or retreat, which would only lead to defeat. Suddenly, Lancer was too focused and ignored the surrounding terrain. He stepped on a pile of gravel and slipped, and his body stopped for a moment.
This man... should I say he was reckless or brave, he actually exposed his identity! Is it really okay? Your Master is crying!
"Lancer, are you ready?"
They were dumbfounded! Saber, Lancer, and everyone else who was watching the battlefield were dumbfounded.
"What a sharp intuition, what a quick response, really... worthy of being the legendary Knight King?" Lancer raised his wrist, and the wound healed automatically. It was obvious that his Master had performed healing magic.
Weber: Nonsense! I was clearly kneeling!
Swords and guns flashed, and the light shone brightly. After the two figures crossed each other, both of them were injured in the wrists.
"Wait until you block my attack first before you start bragging!"
“Wait, if you are Rider… then who is he?” Saber woke up from her daze and instantly turned to look at Duke.
The two men faced each other with weapons in hand, looking for each other's flaws, and both decided to decide the outcome with the next strike.
Seeing this scene, Lancer and Saber knew that another Servant had appeared. The two looked at each other and decided to postpone the duel and wait and see what would happen.
Saber also sensed the approach of death. In the critical moment, her strong intuition, which she had trained through many life-and-death experiences on the battlefield, saved her life. The sword deflected, and with the help of the last bit of strong wind left in the Wind King's barrier, she slightly changed the trajectory of her sprint.
This kind of involuntary emotion is not a melodramatic love story between young men, but a mutual respect between men that comes from friction and sweat.
Saber exclaimed, "'The Glorious Face' Diarmuid Odinah, known as the unrivaled chief warrior of the Irish Fianna Order, I never expected to have the honor of fighting you." "This is the wonder of the Holy Grail War, but I personally feel that I should be the more honored. To have the opportunity to compete with the Knight King, it seems that the goddess of luck has not abandoned me!" Lancer was very humble.
"It's useless. You are too impulsive. If you were still wearing armor, you might be able to block this 'Destroyable Yellow Rose'." At this point, Lancer chuckled again. His tactics were very successful.
He has a strong physique and a majestic demeanor, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people!
Saber's eyes shone, and she was fully focused, keenly grasping this flaw. She held the sword with both hands at her side, lowered her body and rushed out quickly.
Lancer did not move at all, as if he was frightened. When Saber rushed in front of him, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slipped deliberately to expose his flaws, just to attract Saber to charge recklessly. When he slipped, the pistol he had discarded earlier was exposed.
Webber: My waist!
The Yellow Rose that must be destroyed was Lancer's trump card to decide the outcome. He knew that Saber was an expert in martial arts and would not attack with all her strength unless there was a sure chance of victory, so he planned the previous scene.
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"I am Eric Gandalf, the greatest wizard in Middle-earth. I have come to this battle as a fictional heroic spirit. My class is Berserker!"
The winner lives and the loser dies, this is a fair fight!
"Oh, is this what they call a last ditch effort? If you can't stop my attack, then give up defense and focus all your energy on offense... You are so brave and decisive, it's really admirable!" Lancer was stunned for a moment, and then his fighting spirit boiled.
“As it should be!” Saber’s sword-holding hand was trembling a little due to her injury, but she was still full of fighting spirit.
Saber and Lancer frowned at the same time, secretly paying attention to the burly man who suddenly appeared, and trying to guess his real name from his Noble Phantasm. They didn't see anything, but instead discovered the burly man's Master, who was very conspicuous, the one lying on the car.
I won! Lancer showed a confident smile and swung the yellow short spear straight into Saber's throat. Even if she didn't die immediately, she would definitely not be able to survive with such a serious injury.
Treasure: Yellow Rose of Destruction! A yellow pistol with a curse. If you are hurt by it, you will have a cursed wound that cannot be healed. The negative effect is that it causes a decrease in physical strength and ignores the self-regeneration of the Heroic Spirit. Even if the Master's healing magic is strong, it is powerless against the curse of the magic pistol.
Chance!
On the battlefield of the Holy Grail War, the real name is of great strategic significance. Exposing the real name is equivalent to exposing weaknesses and Noble Phantasms. Waver does not believe that anyone would be so reckless... except his own Rider.
“Idiot, how could someone be as foolish as you to reveal his real name…” Waver hugged Rider’s thighs and let out a heart-wrenching wail. Those legs… Tsk tsk, they were twice as thick as his waist.
Rider laughed and raised his hand to point at Duke: "Servant over there, you already know the real names of the three of us. To be fair, why don't you tell us your name as well!"
But the next second, he fell into doubt about the Holy Grail War because Duke actually said it.
The Sword of Promised Victory was too dazzling. Although Lancer was surprised that the Knight King was a woman, he still confirmed Saber's identity. Gender could be faked, but the Noble Phantasm could not.
Attacking at high speed, Saber holding a long sword turned into an afterimage, breaking through the air that was so slow that it was stagnant, and squeezing out a series of sonic booms.
Looking into each other's eyes, both of them understood the high fighting spirit in each other's hearts, which was the respect for each other and the desire for victory. Crossing the long river of history, under the call of the Holy Grail, they fought to the death here. For a moment, both of them could not help themselves.
In the sky, a powerful aura was blowing towards us, bringing with it endless thunder and lightning along the way.
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