In an instant, the pomp became quiet.

"This guy..." After a long time, the Taming King then expressed his doubts with a serious expression: "Do you want to fight everyone?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Tong Bo nodded and responded: "My mind is easy... the easiest..."

"I'm here this time just to beat everyone present to death, and maybe be beaten to death by everyone."

"I don't know the hero, I recognize you as strong,..." After being stimulated by Tong Bo, even the Taming King could not help but feel a little angry.

"Are you sure you want to be enemies with all the servants?"

"so?" Tong Bo shrugged: "My little Tinker Bell doesn't care at all."

"Of course, I'm not targeting anyone present..." Speaking of this, Tong Bo's tone changed, which almost made the people present think that Tong Bo gave in.

"My meaning is that everyone present is a hot chicken!"

"Please return this sentence!"

Saber, who was deeply disgusted, turned his hostile eyes to Tong Bo in anger: "You are humiliating the heroes in the place where you are!"

"Oh? What if I still do?"

"Then for the glory of the heroic spirit, I will kill you under the sword today!"

Saber lowered his angry voice and raised his sword and pointed it at Tong Bo.

"...Oh?" Looking at the hostile eyes of someone in the place, Tong Bo was silent for a moment, and then deliberately made a disdainful voice.

"Then you guys are great."

"you!"

Click...click...click...click...click...

Just as Saber raised his sword in anger and wanted to attack, a heavy footstep was approaching here, but the sound of heavy footsteps began to be heard from the shadows.

Click...click...click!

Finally, in everyone's careful eyes, the source of the sound, the black figure walked out of the corner, and then stood in front of everyone's eyes.

The visitor was wearing armor wrapped around like Tong Bo. The difference was that her armor was as dark as the night, and even under the illumination of the black fog on the person who came, even the style of painting seemed to be different.

As soon as this black figure was discovered, everyone present immediately recognized him. There was no doubt that it was berserker!

But when it was so important, I found out what the hell of the berserker master wanted to do?

"This person... seems a little familiar..."

Looking at the berserker who was staring at his own berserker with a filling in his eyes not far away, Saber was a little confused, as if he had seen this figure somewhere.

And for some reason, when the person noticed it, Saber felt as if something heavy was pressed down on her head, and her stupid hair was pressed down a little, and this feeling made her the most unhappy.

"ah……"

Suddenly, berserker opened his mouth and let out a hoarse, beast-like roar from his mouth.

"Ah...Se...!"

The next second, the berserker sender rushed towards the unknown saber with murderous aura.

"Ah...Originally...Forgive...Ah!"

"Ali! Back!"

Looking at the berserker who was attacking him, Saber shouted softly, then raised the invisible sword in his hand and greeted the berserker.

Speed ​​up the plot again!

"What's going on?"

Looking at the berserker who came out of nowhere and the saber who was attacked by berserker for no reason, Weber looked at the tame king beside him a little crazy.

"rider, do we want to go up and help?"

"No need, just wait and see what changes are."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." On the other side, Tong Bo, who was watching the show on the side, suddenly frowned and pressed his right finger on his temple: "What's wrong? Sakiya?"

"Young Master..." The familiar voice of the maid came from his ears: "According to your entrustment, Hassan has been destroyed by all his employees."

"Oh? It's the best, Sakiya." Akiya nodded aware, and Tomohiro conveyed the last order to Sakiya before hanging up the communication.

"At this time, take the almighty medicine and arrows I gave you before and find a man named Maki Yanye, and then... so... so... so... so..."

"I'm clear, Master, your will."

After hanging up the communication of the soul connection, Tong Bo put down his arm and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that it's really good to have a maid."

"And then... the next words..." A glance at Saber who was gradually stammering under the attack of berserker, and Tong Bo's mouth once again showed a smile of trouble.

"It's better to be in chaos..."

As he said that, Tong Bo nodded to Yaerbaid on the side, then stretched out his finger and pressed it on his temple again.

“Reverse call!”

...

"Gilles de Les, you're watching right?"

After confirming that he had forcibly connected to the trick of exploring over the dock, Tong Bo once again made a dio.

"Look! Your wish is fulfilled, your saint is reborn!" While posing, Tong Bo seduced him with his magnetic voice: "! Any unknown person is attacking your saint!"

"Look at his inside! Look at his smell! There is no doubt that he came with the desire to kill the saint!"

"Look! Your saint is being attacked, and do you really plan to stand there and remain indifferent? Just watching the saint be burned to death like last time?"

"As the most honest subordinate of the Saint, don't you think you should do something?"

“…”

"Hmph!" Tong Bo's mouth curled as he felt the detection trick that was disconnected by the caster himself.

"It's best...decision-making..."

“To some extent, I don’t know the brain circuits of you Britons.”

Tong Bo's words made everyone's eyes confusing to him in victory. Even the Dae Mao King, who was struggling to resist the attack of berserker, was evacuated by Tong Bo from such a little attention.

"Saber, are you afraid you don't know who this person is? Why do you propose an attack on you?"

Looking at the saber who was struggling to fight against him, Tong Bo covered his face with his hands, and to be precise, he covered the helmet on his face.

"This berserker's identity is really your good subordinate Lancelot."

Looking at the daimao Wang who showed a terrifying and incredible expression on his face, Tong Bo felt a long time ago a hint of spoiler pleasure and sourness. The last spoiler had been a long time ago, and that time he was almost beaten...

“…my friend…”

The Daemao King, who was attacked due to the fact of this attack, was spared to be stunned for a second, and the best time was caught by berserker in this second, and the stick in his hand was extracted into a blood-colored three-in-one and knocked the Daemao King out.

"really……"

He looked blankly at the berserker who had no longer had the nobleness and nobility of the past in front of him. At this time, he had already failed to wisely and only looked at the berserker with infinite murderous aura on his own. The daimao King did not even stand up and looked at the berserker with no focal length.

"Do you hate me so much? My friend... I hate me so much. Will Mingzhi kill me even if he fails?!"

Of course, Lancelot, who had lost his wits, could not reply to the words of the Damao King at this time. From now on, Lancelot did not choose to continue attacking for some reason, but looked at the Damao King with the scarlet eyes under his helmet.

"No, no, don't make a mistake..."

Just as the air on the spot was unfathomable, Tong Bo spoke the most appropriately.

"This guy doesn't want to kill you, he should be the other way around. To be precise, he wants to be killed by you."

Speaking of this, Tong Bo waved his hand: "So you British people are very clear about the thoughts of you. You want to get the sanctions of the king, but every time you see you like crazy, you rush over to kill you, as if you really want to kill you..."

"To be honest, there is no one else to do this as Lao Wang..."

"Get...my sanctions?"

"Yes, this guy's mind is the same as you, and he blames himself for the demise of Britain."

While speaking, Tong Bo looked at Lancelot, who seemed to be subjected to some constraints, and was standing there without moving: "This guy felt that it was because of the reason that led to the demise of Britain later."

"So, this guy wants to get your forgiveness one after another. No matter who thinks that since you blame yourself for the demise of Britain, you are not very clear about your Great Britain's brain circuit."

"My friend..." He slowly stood up again, and the dazed king looked at Lancelot with a complicated face: "I..."

"Ah... King... Ah... I..."

At this time, for some reason, looking at the standing up King Daimao, Lancelot put down the stick in his hand and knelt down to King Daimao with trembling trembling.

"Oh? Has the filming resonated?"

Looking at Lancelot, who had recovered such a little wiseness due to unknown reasons, Tong Bo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, because he knew very well that this was the skill of the mantra.

"Then, according to the order I gave to Sakiya, the next step should be..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The next moment, the red light under Lancelot's helmet was great. Then, as if he had been placed again, Lancelot quickly stood up, and then the black mist was wrapped around his hand. When the black mist dissipated, a long sword that looked pitch black had appeared in Lancelot's hand.
To be continued...