The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

"Ha~ha~ha~" The spear in Lancer's hand was like a flexible dragon, dancing in the air with sharp trajectories, constantly stabbing at Artoria.

His movements were swift and powerful, and every attack was accompanied by a strong momentum.

"What's wrong, Saber? You are not paying attention. Are you looking down on me?" Lancer's voice was full of anger, and his eyes were fixed on Artoria, questioning her contempt.

"Sorry." Artoria could feel that Lancer was a real knight, and her absent-minded mentality just now was indeed an insult to Lancer.

She gathered her mind and focused all her attention on this battle. She knew that only in this way could she give Lancer the respect he deserved.

The swords and guns in the hands of the two kept colliding with each other, making a crisp sound.

Every collision set off a strong wave of air, and the surrounding air seemed to be shaken by the shock.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"

Sparks flew everywhere, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky.

The two were evenly matched in physical skills, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Their movements were as fast as lightning, dazzling the eyes.

The people hiding in the dark quietly observed the battle, their eyes full of expectation and vigilance.

They hoped to find the weaknesses of the two so that they could attack at the right time.

It would be best if both sides were injured, so that they could reap the benefits.

"Lancer, retreat immediately." The Master's order suddenly rang in Lancer's mind.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and his blood was boiling at this moment, and his heart was full of desire for battle.

"Please let me fight with Saber to the end."

Lancer's voice was full of determination and persistence, and his eyes were fixed on Artoria.

"She is a worthy opponent."

His heart was full of respect for Artoria, and he didn't want to give up this battle so easily.

"This is an order!" The Master's voice was full of majesty and inviolability.

Loyalty has been engraved in Lancer's bones, whether in his lifetime or now, he will never disobey orders.

Lancer looked unwilling, his eyes were full of helplessness and regret.

"Saber, let's leave our battle for next time..."

There was a rumbling sound of thunder in the sky, the sound was like a thousand horses galloping, shocking people.

Thunderclouds covered the sky above the port, as if it was a black curtain, covering the entire battlefield.

A sturdy divine bull pulled a chariot slowly down from the sky. The chariot exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it came out of a myth.

On the chariot, a red-haired man pulled the reins. He was tall, muscular, and extremely strong.

A fiery red short hair, a fiery red beard on the chin, connected to the sideburns. Thick fiery red eyebrows, red pupils, exuding majesty and domineering.

He was wearing a red cotton windbreaker, brown-red wrist guards on his arms, brown armor inside, and a battle skirt below.

"My name is Iskandar! The King of Conquerors!" His voice was powerful and resounding, like rolling thunder, spreading throughout the port.

His eyes were full of confidence and heroism, as if the whole world was at his feet.

"This time I will participate in the Holy Grail battle as a Rider."

A thin man, probably a boy, hurriedly stopped him: "Stop talking, all your information has been leaked."

His voice was full of anxiety and worry.

However, Iskandar ignored his Master.

"Hey, after watching the exciting battle between Saber and Lancer, do you still want to hide?" Iskandar's voice was like a loud bell, deafening.

His eyes were full of provocation and expectation, challenging those who hid in the dark.

"You are all people who have left their names in history. Do you really want to spy on other people's battles like a mouse hiding in the dark? It's too damaging to the name of a hero."

His voice was full of contempt for those cowards.

His heroic attitude made it hard for people to hate him.

Waver's face was as pale as the first snow in winter, without a trace of blood.

His body couldn't stop trembling slightly, like a helpless leaf in the autumn wind.

"Rider, stop talking, this will cause public outrage."

His voice was full of urgent pleading.

However, Iskandar still didn't care.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a heroic smile, which was full of fearlessness for everything.

"Is that so?" His voice was as loud as a bell, vibrating in the air, full of unshakable confidence and heroism: "Being angry about such things means that they are nothing more than this."

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

At this moment, a golden-haired, red-eyed, slender heroic spirit appeared on the street lamp. He was like a god from a myth, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

He was wearing golden armor, which shone brightly under the moonlight, as dazzling as the sun.

He looked down at everyone from a high position, his eyes full of majesty and arrogance, as if he was the master of all things in the world, and everyone had to surrender at his feet.

"What a bold statement, there is only one king in this world."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was full of endless majesty and domineering.

Gilgamesh's arrogant posture and words shocked everyone.

The golden armor on his body exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it was made of countless legends and glory. Every detail showed his nobility and power, which was daunting.

"Bastards, who allowed you to look directly at this king."

His voice was full of anger and arrogance, as if everyone in front of him was just an insignificant ant.

Countless golden treasures emerged behind him, each of which exuded a powerful aura, making people feel an irresistible pressure.

"How could it be?" Such a number of treasures shocked everyone.

"Hmph," Gilgamesh raised his head proudly, his posture was like a proud lion: "You bastards, let me show you the king's treasure house."

As he spoke, he launched an attack.

"Swish~" "Swish~" "Swish~"

The treasures shot at everyone as if they were free.

These treasures carried powerful power.

However, everyone did not surrender, they all blocked this wave of attacks.

Weiss in the dark was also forced out.

"Caster!" After discovering Weiss, Altria immediately rushed over with a sword.

Her eyes burned with angry flames, as if she wanted to burn Weiss to ashes.

"Hey, Saber, your opponent is me!" Lancer was about to stop her, his voice full of anxiety.

"Lancer, get out of there." The Master's voice came from his mind.

Lancer could not refuse the order, so he had to leave helplessly.

[Lancer is extremely loyal, but he met a master who does not understand him. 】