Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1029 Poor classmate Shenji
"Ding, the host breaks the connection between the Book of False Minister and the rider by breaking the talisman of the commandments of all things, and the system automatically transfers the command spell to the host."

With the sound of the system, a mark appeared on Yang Cong's hand.

And this imprint is composed of three paintings, like a crown pattern.

But only one painting of this imprint is bright, and the other two paintings are dimmed.

Seeing this, Yang Cong thought, it should be because he had already used two command spells, and it was also like this when Tohsaka Rin used the command spells, so Yang Cong didn't think it was strange.

After obtaining the Command Seal, Yang Cong also felt that he had established a connection with Medusa.

And because of the command spell, Medusa also stopped the continuous activation of this enchantment.

"Now...can you let me go?" Matou Shinji watched helplessly as his greatest support, the Command Seal, fell into the hands of Yang Cong. Now he is like an ant walking on the roadside, and Yang Cong is As for the pedestrians walking on the road, as long as Yang Cong is willing, Yang Cong will eliminate Matou Shinji without any effort.

"You go." Yang Cong glanced at Jian Tong Shen Er, although he said that he really wanted to kill Jian Tong Shen Er, but he was not a person who backtracked, since he said he would not kill him, then he would not kill him.

After hearing Yang Cong let him go, Matou Shinji ran to the stairs without any hesitation.

"Wait..."

In an instant, Yang Cong felt something was wrong, but even if he wanted Matou Shinji to stop, it was too late.

And just when Matou Shinji was about to run to the stairs, a blood-red spear suddenly appeared, piercing Matou Shinji's thin chest.

"puff..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Matou Shinji's mouth in an instant.

"Here...."

Matou Shinji's eyes were lost, and he slowly lowered his head to look at his chest. At this time, the clean and tidy school uniform on his chest was already soaked in scarlet blood.

He slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the blood-red spear that pierced his chest.

But before he raised his hand and touched the spear, the spear was suddenly pulled out.

And Matou Shinji fell to the ground in an instant like a person made without bones.

Matou Shinji, who fell on the ground, kept closing the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was muttering something, but no one heard him clearly.

Looking at Shinji Matou who fell on the ground, Yang Cong looked calm, and then he looked at Lancer who came out from the stairs carrying a long gun.

"You killed someone I wanted to let go."

Hearing this, Lancer shrugged and said that he didn't care at all: "I'm just doing a very normal thing. As long as he is still alive, it must be my threat. I deal with the threat. Isn't this a normal thing, and , I seem to have done you a favor, don't you also want to kill him?"

"Yes, I wanted to kill him, but he just made a deal with me, so I didn't kill him." Yang Cong looked at Lancer and said calmly: "If he walks out of this floor and is killed by you, I won't I know how to take care of him, but if you kill him in front of me, it would be too disrespectful to me."

"Ha... Face and all that are always just things that the weak use to pray for protection." Lancer sneered and looked at Yang Cong with hostility.

"You want to fight me?" Yang Cong's strength is no longer what it was at the beginning. Now he has slowly changed over time and has unlocked many things that restricted him.

His strength is much stronger, the current Lancer, in front of him, is simply not enough to look at.

"You and I are servants of the participants in the Holy Grail War. You are right about whether to fight or not." Lancer smiled slightly, then suddenly clenched the red spear in his hand, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Lancer was like an unstoppable storm, rushing straight towards Yang Cong.

"careful!"

Medusa saw this and wanted to step forward to stop him, but she obviously looked away. Now her master was not the useless master that Matou Shinji was before, so she wanted to step forward, but Yang Cong reached out and held her back.

"Although I don't know your master, I don't think it's important anymore."

Now Yang Cong already knows all the masters except Lancer. As for the remaining one, it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not.

"Word Ling: Gravity Control!"

The moment Yang Cong's domain was released, Lancer, who was like a storm, stopped in place instantly.

"Clang..."

Lancer stood on the spot with his blood-red spear, and he himself was half-kneeling on the ground with his teeth gritted, but his legs seemed to be rebellious and wanted to kneel, so Lancer kept resisting.

"Today is different from the past. If my strength wasn't restricted, how could you break the ice when we first met?"

Yang Cong walked slowly in front of Lancer, at this moment Lancer knelt on one knee in front of Yang Cong like a loyal minister.

"Ahhh..."

A roar came from Lancer's throat, Lancer seemed to want to resist this inexplicable gravity.

But it's a pity that Yang Cong's proficiency in gravity control has reached a superb level. He can precisely control every gravity, so that it will not be excessive or lacking.

Now the gravity that is suppressing Lancer is just right.

"By the way, your master is really timid." Yang Cong sneered: "It's been so long, and he still doesn't dare to show up. Letting you come here is just to die. He is even more timid than Matou Shinji."

Although Lancer wanted to speak, all his strength was used to resist the gravity exerted by Yang Cong.

So he couldn't say anything at all.

"Forget it, it's useless for you to keep it anyway, and I'll save you trouble. Let me give you a good time."

Among the golden ripples, a blood-red spear appeared in Yang Cong's hand.

And the spear in Yang Cong's hand was the same as that in Lancer's hand.

"You should be content to die by your own gun."

Yang Cong is a person who respects his opponents very much. He seldom abuses his opponents, and basically gives them a good time, unless the opponent does something that makes Yang Cong extremely angry.

However, killing a Matou Shinji would not make Yang Cong angry. It can only be said that he was a little angry.

Holding the blood-red spear, Yang Cong closed his eyes slightly. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again.

"Although your story is worthy of sympathy, since you have chosen to be my enemy, you must have the consciousness of being killed by me. Let me give you a happy ending."

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red spear in Yang Cong's hand shot towards Lancer instantly like a blood-red dragon.

Seeing the blood-red dragon approaching, Lancer suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally for some reason, feeling extremely relaxed.

(End of this chapter)