Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

There is an essential difference between the [Dragon] attribute in the real world and the performance in the game. This is a very powerful BUFF, which can be seen from Siegfried.

From the numerical point of view, as a Rider, he is undoubtedly much stronger than Lancer. In addition to the overall improvement of basic attributes, he can also summon Nidhogg to descend, and from the description, he is likely to be Nidhogg in his heyday. grid.

Looking at the sentence [Ned Hogg has self-awareness], a bold idea suddenly popped up in his heart, and it quickly climbed like a vine.

If it's really what he imagined...

Just when he was hesitating whether to verify this idea, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

He opened the door and found an artificial human standing outside.

"Hello, Your Excellency Rider, the king has something to ask you to discuss in the audience hall." The artificial man said in a flat tone, his eyes were numb and empty.

"I see." Yanain nodded, and closed the door casually. In order to prevent others from discovering Selenekai's strange appearance, he used the original rune to place a restriction on the door, and then followed the artificial man Came to the audience hall.

"You are here, King Arthur." Vlad III sat on the throne with a very gentle manner, which was regarded as his respect for Yanain, who was also the king. "There is one thing, I want to ask you."

"It's Ruler." Yanain said calmly.

Vlad III's eyes suddenly burst into light: "Oh? You also know Ruler?"

"It's nothing surprising." Yanain smiled and pointed to his eyes, "My eyes can see many things that ordinary people can't see."

Vlad III stared at Yanaen thoughtfully for a while, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I don't want to talk nonsense, so please run over and see if you can pull Ruler into me. The possibility of the Fang camp."

How is it possible, that deadheaded saint would not agree to such a thing.

Although I thought so in my heart, but considering that I might take this opportunity to investigate the situation on the red side, Yanain nodded:

"no problem."

Episode 252 Chapter 4 First Battle, Karna!

Romanian capital, Bregast, Henri Coander Airport.

Dressed in a student uniform, a girl with a golden ponytail and a defenseless face holding a bag wandered among the bustling crowd. For a thief, this kind of innocent object is the most suitable For some reason, the target of the strike looked at those clear light blue eyes, but none of them had the heart to attack her.

"Tulifas is located in the northeast of here. You have to take some kind of transportation to get there. Do you want to take a bus or take a ride?" The girl whispered to herself, but suddenly felt countless eyes piercing her.

She raised her head vigilantly, but she didn't detect the presence of Servent within a ten-kilometer radius within her enemy hunting area.

As Ruler, her powerful ability to detect enemies can even negate Assassin's breath blocking, but even so, she can still feel the peeping of the line of sight, that is to say——

"Is it magic and familiar..."

She raised her head and looked at the dove in the sky. From those small black jade-like eyes, she did not see any light of reason.

Ruler Joan of Arc, who was dependent on the arrival of the girl Residia, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her soft brows and eyes were suddenly stained with a bit of sharpness. Perhaps she understood the meaning, and the pigeons spread their wings and flew away together. .

After confirming this scene, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered in a low voice: "Really, you can't be careless at all."

No matter how you look at it, the unprecedented [-]th Servant Brawl can be called an absolute disaster.

Fortunately, there is only one advantage, that is, this time the fourteen servants are divided into two camps with seven people on each side - red and black, that is to say, it can prevent the 14 people from acting independently.

Otherwise, just imagining the scene of fourteen servants going their own way and rampaging, Ruler would feel depressed. Maybe the whole of Torristan would be destroyed because of this.

However, she still can't be careless. After all, as a Ruler, she must ensure that the Holy Grail War unfolds within a normal range.

"In short, let's find a way to go to Tolistan first."

There is no direct bus from Bregas to Tolistan, the only way is to turn to Tolifas through the transfer point Sighişoara.

But the drive to Sighişoara will not come until tomorrow.

Helpless, Joan can only look around to see if there is a vehicle that goes directly to Tollyfas, and if there is, see if the other party can give her a ride.

Perhaps because of the girl's strong affinity, an old man wearing a peaked cap soon agreed to her.

"However, the front seat is used by me to store fragile items, so I can only let you sit on the cargo platform at the back, is that okay?"

"It's okay, it's enough if you are willing to give me a ride, and it doesn't matter if you take the cargo platform, thank you."

"Remember to pray to the gods that it will not rain." The old man joked.

"Okay, I will pray." The girl nodded earnestly. Indeed, whether it will rain or not can only pray for God's blessing.

After a rush of "clack clack clack" sound, the old truck began to set foot on the solid asphalt road. The girl sitting on the cargo platform behind held her knees with both hands, feeling the vibration brought by the vehicle, while looking at the stream. Scenic view of Bregast.

"Sure enough, it's not the same as a horse."

According to the old man, it would take at least twelve hours to reach the destination at this speed. To pass the time, Joan took out her textbook from her bag.

"It's really good in this world that even children from peasant families like me can receive education."

Sighing a little, the girl opened the book and read the contents carefully.

Looking at the dense formulas and strange patterns in the textbook, the French saint could not help but fell silent. She closed the book and then reopened it. After repeating this many times, she finally lowered her head in frustration.

"Sure enough, I still don't understand..."

Although the Holy Grail will give her the necessary knowledge to live in this world, mathematics is obviously not included. The limit of her knowledge depends entirely on the education level of the girl she possesses.

"Lord, please tell me how to solve mathematics." The pious saint put the textbook in front of her and prayed reverently.

......

After 10 minutes, Joan finally gave up struggling after confirming that the Lord would not be good at math, put the math book back into the bag, and then took out another history book.

Time passed slowly, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye. After nine hours of trekking, the truck finally drove into the border of Tollyfas. However, at this moment, Joan of Arc suddenly sensed a very dangerous aura approaching.

It's Servent!And, this unabashed hostility....

"Please pull over the car!"

The old man stepped on the brake subconsciously.

"What the hell..."

"Please wait until the morning to drive, I will walk over next, you don't mind!"

After forcibly persuading the old man with a sullen face, Joan picked up the bag and ran forward. The other party obviously set up an enchantment to drive people away.

In the process of running, the girl's attire was also changing. The thin student uniform was replaced by the armor woven with magic power in an instant. Since the other party had already shown hostility unabashedly, she couldn't be careless in the slightest.

"You are Ruler, right?"

The voice came from the top of his head, and Ruler raised his head subconsciously, and saw a white-haired young man standing on a large road sign on the highway, his emerald green eyes stared at her emotionlessly, as if looking at another corpse.

"You are a spearman from the red side, right?" Joan of Arc stared at the other party solemnly.

"Oh? Did you see through me before I took out my weapon?" The Red Lancer nodded with interest.

"Well, and I also know your true identity—Heroic Spirit Karna."

Karna, the undead hero recorded in the ancient Indian narrative poem "Mahabharata".Born of the sun god Surya and the human female Kunti, his father gave him a golden armor as a proof between father and son. As the so-called natural born hero, even in the field of heroic spirits, he is enough to be ranked the strongest .

Karna's eyes narrowed slightly: "I see, you have seen through my real name so easily, you are indeed Ruler without a doubt."

"Yes, so, spearmen from the red side, why are you blocking my way here?" Joan of Arc frowned slightly.

"It's really not smart to say something you already understand. You'd better take my presence here as a clear declaration of war." Karna said indifferently.

Although she had already confirmed the other party's intention, after hearing it with her own ears, Joan was still quite disappointed.

"It's you and your Master who are stupid. I'm just a referee, and I won't interfere with any of your actions. The Command Seals corresponding to you are just in case."

"do not know."

With a concise and refusing to communicate reply, Karna went on to say:

"Master ordered me to deal with you here, I just need to follow the order."

The voice fell, and a pale light appeared in the spearman's hand instantly. It was an exaggeratedly large spear, the length of which almost exceeded the height of the holder, and it did not look like a weapon that humans could manipulate at all. It's so delicate, it's a work of art.

"Sorry, Ruler, I'm going to make a move. Considering that you have privileges, I can't release water. I'll use this move to see you off."

The instantly inflated magic power made Joan dumbfounded. It was obvious that the other party had no intention of fighting, and was completely planning to release the treasure directly to kill her!

With no way out, Ruler could only summon her own weapon banner to prepare for resistance, but at this moment, she suddenly sensed another aura belonging to Servent.

boom!

The snow-white Pegasus descended from the sky, kicked Karna's chest mercilessly with its strong hooves, and kicked the latter dozens of meters away in an instant with enough force to smash rocks, causing a large cloud of smoke to be thrown on the desolate land.

"It looks like I'm here just in time."

The plain voice echoed in her ears, and Joan of Arc subconsciously turned her head to look at the black-haired and black-eyed young man sitting on the back of the pegasus.

"Are you... Black Fang's Rider?"

Glancing at the French saint, Yanain said without the slightest emotion: "Stay farther away, or it will affect you later, and I won't care."

"Oh, alright."

It wasn't until more than a hundred meters back that Joan suddenly came to her senses, why did she listen to him so much!

"It seems that you are the Rider of the black side." The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Karna's figure reappeared. The torso integrated with the golden armor could not see any traces of wounds, not even stained with dust. "You didn't take the opportunity to provoke Ruler to attack me. It seems that you are very confident in your own strength."

Looking at the eight-legged Pegasus under Yanain, Karna raised his eyebrows slightly: "That mount...could you be Odin?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just a disguise." The black and white knight's spear appeared in Yanain's hands, and the breath of life and death intertwined with each other, achieving an amazing balance, "What do you think, the son of the sun god, Jia Erna."

Karna's eyes narrowed slightly, he was sure that Black Rider wasn't around when Ruler called out his real name just now.

In other words, is it the ability to see through real names?Or, is it [wisdom] or [clairvoyance]?

"Yes or not, just try it and you will know."

Vigorous fighting spirit was burning like a flame, and the eyes of Karna and Yanan collided with each other, just like invisible thunder and lightning clashing, the air was immediately mixed with a little burning smell.

The next moment, as if they had made an appointment in advance, the two launched an attack at the same time.

The ground under his feet cracked instantly, and the recoil brought by the huge magic power pushed Karna's body to gallop out like a rocket. The god-killing spear in his hand was wrapped in fierce murderous intent, and stabbed at Yanann mercilessly .

As the son of the sun god, the divinity carried by Karna is enough to make ordinary phantoms tremble on the ground. However, as the mount of the main god, Sleibnir, the eight-legged pegasus, doesn't care about it at all. The horse's legs trampled on the ground, running recklessly, and slammed into Karna head-on at a speed comparable to that of a supercar.

The distance of hundreds of meters came in the blink of an eye, and the two of them swung the long spears in their hands at the same time, and the sharp spear points collided with each other exactly, and after a short period of stagnation——

boom!

The terrifying fluctuations of magic power erupted like a raging wave, and the strong wind instantly swept away the sand, dust and rocks within a radius of [-] meters.

Joan waved down the flag in her hand, and all the oncoming sand and stones were blocked aside.Her face reveals obvious seriousness. It is obvious that both the black Rider and the red Lancer are unquestionably exceptional heroic spirits. If they are allowed to play freely, it is probably no problem to destroy a town.