The Journey of the Overlord

Rider himself was covered in burns, his original long red hair was also charred, his cheeks were also burned, his cloak was only a sliver of his shoulders, his armor was half melted and stuck to his body, scorching his muscles, and even the sword he held in his hand was only half of its hilt, as that half of the blade had been fused off.

With the support of only half of his sword left, Rider slowly stood up, looking around at the slowly disappearing bodies of the soldiers, and then looking up to the front, where the white, three-headed demon dragon, Az-Dakha, was jumping up high towards him, his high jumping body blocking out the sun's rays so that all Rider could see was a dark piece of shadow, his right hand already fisted and raised high.

"What a pity! This expedition was unsuccessful and the dream remains unfulfilled ah." Rider laughed at this and raised his hands to Aziz Dakaha in mid-air, saying loudly.

"But ah! This expedition! And it still makes my heart soar, too!"

The black shadow in the air slammed down.

Boom-.

Chapter 29, The Last Battlefield

"RIDER!" shouted Lancer and Saber.

Lancer was now covered in the same burns as the RIDER had just been, and his face was covered in burns, Lancer's Shining Kai had melted most of it and stuck to his body, scorching his muscles and sticking to his skin. The longsword in his hand and the indignation in his left hand had bent a little, as the impact had just been too powerful and Lancer had stacked the indignation and the berserker on his chest and freed the berserker to ward off some of the damage, causing the indignation to take a lot of the impact.

Saber wasn't much better, her long blonde hair, which had become dried and charred in large sections, was now a truly short, yellow hair, and her armor just melted away, her armor was merely a figurative product of magic, not a treasure, but because of this benefit, her armor didn't stick to her body like Lancer's, but could be made to disappear by cutting off the supply of magic, and supplying it again would restore it to its original state.

Where the roar had been made, dust was rolling in.

When the dust dissipated, only Az Dakaha was left standing there, a huge pit beneath him, and inside, RIDER's body was slowly dissipating, dissipating to the end, leaving only some fragments of his red cape spilling out onto the ground.

"I didn't expect RIDER to be killed first." Lancer stood up and planted his right sword on the ground, freeing his right hand to rip the armor that was stuck to his body directly off, bringing down a large piece of flesh and blood that caused Lancer to grit his teeth in pain.

Lancer endured the pain and began to use his magic to repair the wounds on the surface of his body, only, by this point, he didn't have quite enough magic left.

"In the name of the Order Curse, Lancer, regain your full glory once again!" A voice appeared in Lancer's mind.

The wounds on Lancer's body were rapidly recovering, while the magic power in Lancer's body was also rapidly being replenished.

"This is!" Lancer glared.

"Again in the name of the Order Curse, Lancer, I command you to defeat the berserker with all your might and bring back victory for me!" Another command appeared in Lancer's mind.

Lancer smiled when he heard the voice, it was the voice of his Imperial Lord Kenneth, from the moment he was summoned, his Imperial Lord seemed to not trust him very much and had never been very kind to him, he knew that because of the legend of his cursed tear mole, his Imperial Lord had always been jealous and suspicious of him.

And now, how could it not be pleasing that his Imperial Lord had taken the initiative to give him the support he had ordered for the curse.

"Lancer?What are you laughing at?" The saber next to Lancer asked in confusion.

Only just after she asked it, she stared at it as well.

"In the name of the Order Curse, Saber, defeat the berserker and bring back victory for me!" The voice of Kheiya Kheiji appeared in Saber's mind.

Saber couldn't help but be stunned, not long ago, her own Imperial Master, Kheiya Kheiji, had compulsorily ordered himself to use his treasures to make a sneak attack on the berserker, making her hate him immensely for being forced to do so.

Now, but Emiya Cheji was taking the initiative to support her in a frontal battle with a Token Curse.

"In the name of the Token Curse, Saber, be sure to defeat berserker and bring back victory for me!" A second command came.

"Ah, Master, I will bring back victory for you!" SABER laughed as well, standing up and gripping the holy sword in her hand, a whirlwind of magic swirling all over her body, brand new silvery white armor appearing.

"Saber, it looks like your MASTER is backing you up with the Order spell as well." Lancer smiled as she looked away from Az-Dakha.

"Ah, yes, it looks like you are too Lancer." SABER, like Lancer, looked away from Az Dakaha and smiled.

"Huh." A snort appeared from above Saber as well as Lancer, and with the sound, Archer fell from the sky.

The armor on the archer was no longer the gleaming armor, but another red armor.

"Archer, are you okay?" SABER opened his mouth to ask.

"Huh. Don't think that my king will be as unbearable as you, my king has enough treasures to handle that attack." Archer snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "It's just that that damned fellow destroyed so many of my treasures at once!"

Saber listened and looked at the archer's situation, compared to Lancer as well as Saber, his appearance is much better, but the tips of his hair slightly some scorch marks, should be worthy of the most ancient king it, the king's treasure, that countless treasures, there is always a variety of treasures to deal with various situations. But although he had saved himself, just like he said, the treasures that were lent to the soldiers of RIDER were all destroyed, basically destroyed outright.

"However, by the looks of you, the person who summoned you should have used a decree spell." Archer said as he looked at Saber and Lancer.

"What? Archer, did your imperial master use a token spell as well?" Lancer asked.

"Huh. That guy seems to be afraid of that Demon King's power, so he used the rest of the decree spell directly." A disgusted look appeared on archer's face, "It looks like today can be said to be the final battle, after this battle, if we win, it will be immediately decided between us again, if we lose, the Holy Grail will belong to that Demon King!"

"Yeah, this final battle is pretty tough." Lancer smiled and turned to Az-Dakha.

"Ah, yes." SABER also looked at Az-Dakha.

That's right, after RIDER was killed by Az Dakaha, in the distance, on the back of Weber's hand, the three intact token spells directly disappeared, because still young and inexperienced, Weber didn't immediately think of using the token spell to recall RIDER to preserve RIDER's life, because of the sudden occurrence of the battle, Weber who had been paying attention to the battle situation also didn't think of using the token spell to help RIDER recover his magic power, so much so that RIDER was directly killed by Az Dakaha, because of the servant's death, the token spell on Weber's hand directly disappeared.

When his side of the table, the far-saka Tokimatsu, Ally, saw this situation, they immediately conferred and variously agreed to swear an oath to use all the token spells to get their servant back to his strongest state and defeat Az-Dakaha before saying anything.

After all, that strike just now was too strong, and as masters, they could tell that it was a Judgment Level EX Counter Boundary Treasure, and although they knew that Az-Dakaha couldn't use that move again immediately, but in case Az-Dakaha's master backed it up with a token spell to unleash it again, then they would just lose, so they decided to use up all the token spells to strengthen their Engrams, and the Lancer's Imperial Master, Kenneth, also unified this decision after communicating with several people through the Enchant.

If they defeated Az Dakaha, they would fight the rest of the battle between them to determine the winner, and if they failed, Az Dakaha would be the ultimate winner.

Here, it was already the final battlefield!

Well, the Grail is almost over, so let's get some ideas for the next world, requirements, high force, no BB's.

Chapter 30, The Opening of the Star of Deviation!

Winterwood City, the bank of the river by the Weiyuan River was now a mess, the original highway had all become caved in, the cliffs had all been flattened in their entirety, and, there was a constant sound of explosions being heard.

An ardent red light flashed, making a thin, deep gully in the ground, and a white foot stepped on the gully, crushing the ground directly, and caving it in, while a great reaction caused the huge body supported by this white foot to move forward instantly.

Az-Dakha quickly rushed in front of Lancer and swung his fist just to smash it.

Lancer knew he couldn't fight back, and swung the Indignant Fury slash in his left hand directly at the returning fist, while, at the same time, stepping hard on the ground and retreating backwards.

This time, the blade of the Indignant Fury didn't cut Az-Dakha's arm, because Az-Dakha directly shifted the trajectory of his fist as he struck the sword and smashed into the long body of the Indignant Fury's sword, and the streamer, which had bent slightly after taking a large amount of impact from the overlord's wheel of light, directly broke off because it couldn't take too much of the attack.

"Nah!" Lancer naturally saw the sword break in his left hand, and after spitting on it, he used his A+ agility to quickly pull away, allowing Az Dakaha's fist to fall short and hit the ground directly.

With a roar, there was once again a large hole in the ground, and as soon as Lancer left and Az-Dakha had just swung his fist to hit the ground, a large number of golden ripples appeared in the sky, and a large number of weapons and treasures flew straight out of it, bombarding the area Az-Dakha had just swung his fist at like a torrential rain.

Explosions continued to be made, and fire and dust splattered everywhere.

However, in the midst of the fire and tumbling dust, a shadow rushed out and rushed directly towards the archer on the side of the cliff, it was Az Dakaha, who fluttered his wings behind him and swiftly rushed to the front of the archer and threw his fist directly at it.

At the same time, archer also immediately retreated back a distance and opened his hands wide, a long golden blade appearing in each of his hands.

Those shields weren't able to block Az Dakaha for long, those shields, under Az Dakaha's attack, some of them were directly smashed, while others were relatively sturdy and were smashed into the air, after smashing those shields, the black wings behind Az Dakaha's body directly turned into several black blades, directly cutting towards archer.

"Cut! It's those things again!" The archer looked at the slicing black blade, smacked his lips, and directly swung the long knives of both hands to slash at the slicing black blade.

The two golden long knives and the black blade were constantly clashing.

Az Dakaha looked at archer with some surprise, this man's identity, he had long known through a thousand kinds of magic, the oldest king in this world, even the earliest English spirit, had always used that king's treasure of his to fight with himself, but now he was doing it himself, swinging down the blade at himself.