The roar of the light was still flowing, but in fact the light of the holy sword was only a moment. Because it was too dazzling and pure, it made people's body and mind involuntarily yearn for it, so it seemed extremely long.

The accelerated light beam breaks through the shackles of space in one fell swoop. As the name suggests, the Sword of Promise of Victory, the golden slash is actually the crystallization of the glory of the warriors. As long as this belief is implemented, the golden light will be invincible.

Naturally, the place where Duke was was swallowed up by the rushing golden light until the golden light disappeared at the end of the sky.

Exhausted, Saber held up the Sword of Promised Victory with both hands, trying her best to maintain the honor of a knight. Her messy hair hung down, and she was almost unable to stand steadily.

Kiritsugu Emiya lay on the edge of the building with one foot dangling in the air. After he climbed back to the ground, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. He was just one step away from saying goodbye to the world.

"We win! The Sword of Promised Victory is an A++-level anti-city treasure. If it hits me head-on, even Berserker won't be able to survive..." Emiya Kiritsugu thought so and looked in the direction of Duke. His smile immediately turned into astonishment and he forgot to close his mouth while it was open.

The radiance of the King's Sword completely wiped out the area where Duke was, but in the very center, there was still a stubborn figure standing.

Duke flipped his wrist, and another Fire Joy was refined from the void. He dual-wielded and fought wildly with his silver hair dancing, indicating that it would not be a big problem to fight another seventy or eighty servants.

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After the Assassins succeeded, they did not feel much joy, but instead felt a chill in their hearts. The weapons with blood slots were glowing with the faint light of poison, but strangely not a drop of blood flowed. It was not until then that they realized that Duke seemed to have lost half of his body, and there was no blood on the ground. Cold sweat slid down their foreheads. The Assassins wanted to draw their weapons and escape, but they found that their weapons were like being imprisoned by steel, and they could not pull them out no matter how hard they tried. They were terrified, and heard a desperate voice in their ears again.

Boom————

"Saber, let's continue. Show your bravery as the ever-victorious king." Duke said kindly, "Don't be discouraged. I can give you a tip. If you cut off my limbs and head and seal them at the four ends of the earth, my treasure will become ineffective. Come on, cut off my head!"

"It's a powerful treasure. It's worth the trip to experience the famous Sword of Promised Victory in person." Duke stuck Frostmourne into the ground and reached out to touch the right half. It felt empty and he was a little uncomfortable.

Duke closed his eyes tightly, keeping his sword raised to block, motionless, as if he were dead.

Although this injury is equivalent to death, the death of a Servant is different from that of a normal person. If a Servant really dies, his body will dissipate and return to the Hall of Heroes. Moreover, Emiya Kiritsugu clearly saw that Duke's chest was still slightly heaving and he was still breathing.

Saber took a deep breath when she heard that, and then she saw Duke’s tightly closed eyes open, and he slightly moved his neck and limbs, as if he was... getting used to his current broken body.

"You rats, who gave you the courage to set foot on my battlefield? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Saber's eyes twitched. What is this? How can we fight like this? This is simply cheating! Emiya Kiritsugu has never been so desperate as today. Even when he saw Duke display a powerful strength that was enough to sweep the Holy Grail War, he did not think that there was no possibility of victory. But now, he can't see any possibility of victory... Oh, he can also go find the blood of the gods and curse Duke!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh————

“Assassin!!” Saber was a little far away, and her strength had not yet recovered, so she could only watch Duke being attacked.

“Berserker, died standing up…” Saber showed respect. The figure in front of her looked disheveled but extremely tall.

“In that case, let me give it a try!” Rider swept his sword, and the top floor of the building was instantly replaced by strange magic power, and everyone disappeared with him.

After a moment of being stunned, Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes flashed with fear, and he shouted loudly: "Saber, he's not dead yet, hurry up and kill him!"

A cloud of black mist spread out from under Duke's feet, and the flowing black spread up along Assassin's feet, extinguishing all life wherever it passed, leaving only white bones. In just a blink of an eye, eight skeletons appeared around Duke, and the invasion of death was so fast that Assassin didn't even scream.

Saber was silent for a while. It was the same as if she hadn't said anything. However, she still raised the golden sword. Giving up was impossible. RBQ was also impossible. She was ready to fight to the death.

Eight dark shadows wearing bone masks suddenly appeared and surrounded Duke. The encirclement suddenly shrank, and the dark shadows stabbed all kinds of weapons into Duke's body.

The clear, cloudless sky suddenly became overcast, and an oxcart arrived with rumbling thunder. Rider drove the divine wheel, descended from the sky with his beloved, and pointed his broadsword at Duke.

Saber was fascinated. What a heroic figure he must be to be able to manifest such a glorious treasure. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "So, does that mean I can never defeat you?"

Saber frowned on the sidelines, feeling uncomfortable about having her duel interrupted, but also relieved, as Duke had put too much pressure on her.

Dagger, scimitar, dagger, bayonet, in the blink of an eye, Duke's body was pierced with several holes, and each weapon stopped only when it was sunk into the handle.

"Ahahaha! Berserker, I have a question for you. You said that I could kill you by cutting off your limbs and head and sealing you away somewhere far away. Is that true?"

The vitality of the monster made Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu wonder, is this guy unkillable? "I forgot to tell you, I have experienced countless bloody battles in my life, big and small, even I can't count them all, but glory has always been with me. I will win every battle and defeat every enemy I encounter. No one has ever defeated me, so this legend that spreads across Middle-earth has become my treasure, 'Mages Don't Die on the Battlefield'!!" Duke said seriously and solemnly, he was not fooling people, because there was no evidence to prove that he was fooling people.

Duke nodded and said righteously: "Of course, I am Gandalf the Dual Wielder and have dedicated my whole life to the truth. I would never tell a lie!"

Saber was both shocked and angry. Even though Duke had spoken rudely and kidnapped Irisviel, that was all because of the coercion of the Command Seal, not his own will. A warrior…mage like him, who was full of glory, should not die in a despicable sneak attack even if he could not win head-on.

“…”

“I really don’t want to use this trick, but… I will accept your vitality.” Duke’s eyes flashed, and the empty part that was cut off began to grow rapidly.

Crash! The skeleton fell to the ground, shattered, and turned into powder and disappeared. Duke exhaled a breath of foul air, and his magic power exploded to eject the sword on his body.

Duke continued… ahem, and continued to describe the ability of the treasure: "With this treasure, no matter how dangerous the battle is, no matter how powerful the enemy is, I will not die on the battlefield."

First the skeleton, then the internal organs, and finally the flesh, texture, blood vessels and meridians, all were covered with a new layer of skin, and the whole person was revived with full blood, without even a scratch left.

The wind swept past, and after everyone disappeared, Lancelot, who had arrived late, rushed to the top of the building. Looking at the empty surroundings, he felt extremely anxious. He had just seen an extremely dazzling golden light, and that dazzling brilliance was something he would never forget in his life.

Duke, disguised as Gandalf, now appeared in front of Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu in an extremely embarrassed state. His clothes and armor were torn to pieces, his two feet were firmly planted on the ground, his left hand was holding Frostmourne in front of him, and his right hand... was gone, along with most of his body. It was like butter being cut off by a hot knife, the arc-shaped cut was extremely shiny, and even the cross-section of bones and internal organs could be seen.

Duke secretly thought it was nice, and was worried that no one would respond, and he didn't know how to continue. He straightened his magnetic hoarse voice and continued, "That's not the case. I can also be killed. If you sprinkle the sky with the golden blood of the gods and then plant the most vicious curse, you can kill me!"

It can be said that even if Lancelot forgot his last name and turned into a Berserker without the ability to think, that figure was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Arthur..." Lancelot muttered to himself, his eyes somewhat hesitant, but more determined.

As for Duke... Unfortunately, Lancelot was so focused on Dai Mao that he completely forgot about his own Master.

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