Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 462 I actually know a little bit about martial arts.

The newly introduced Servant has a rather handsome face, but his arrogant and unsettling expression is somewhat of a hindrance, giving him an overall nouveau riche vibe.

However, the aura it exuded was indeed powerful enough that the other Servants couldn't help but be on guard and try to figure out its origin.

"Any scoundrel who has the honor of seeing my face but still cannot recognize me is not worthy of living in this world."

Those dangerous, crimson serpentine eyes stared intently at Lu Ke, paused for a few seconds before shifting to the other people's faces, and then let out a disdainful sneer.

"Two of them have actually come out, one boasting that he will become my Master in the future, and the other calling himself King. It's truly infuriating..."

Archer was unable to finish his sentence because Luke, who had just given his warning, ignored the crimson serpent eyes that threatened to tear him apart and calmly reported all his information.

"...Gilgamesh, the hero-king, the oldest king from more than two thousand years BC, the ruler of Uruk in the Sumerian civilization of Mesopotamia, possessed the wisdom and power of a god but not the lifespan of a god, a demigod with two-thirds of a divine nature."

"You bastard..."

Archer was trembling with rage at having his underwear exposed. He wasn't worried about revealing his real name because of his strength, but such a violation of his will could be called a provocation.

Overwhelming killing intent broke through the limits of reason, and layers of golden ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, illuminating the night sky.

Four gleaming weapons emerged from the ripples, each exuding a sharpness completely different from ordinary weapons, undoubtedly treasures among treasures.

"Really? Are all of these... Noble Phantasms?!"

Waver gaped. Ordinary Servants usually only have one or two Noble Phantasms as their ultimate weapon, with a few having three or four, but never more than five. Yet the Servant in front of him had drawn four right off the bat, and they didn't seem to have reached their limit yet.

Rider scratched his head. "Ah, he's strong, but he seems like a difficult character to communicate with. Caster, why didn't you listen to his warnings?"

Caster is not a class that excels in combat, and Luke's aura is not strong either. According to Waver, his stats are quite average, even inferior to his own, let alone Archer, one of the three great knights.

"Didn't you want me to reveal the real names of the other Servants, Rider? Now that I've promised you, I won't go back on my word."

Luke solemnly shifted the blame onto Rider, thus establishing himself as a person who values ​​promises.

Rider: "..." Unable to refute!

"Atone with your death!"

From the golden ripples of the gate, a gleaming treasure shot out and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Swah——

Her superb marksmanship was like a dragon's; the red spear swept down, knocking away the two Noble Phantasms that came first, while the yellow short spear flicked the remaining one from below, finally striking the last Noble Phantasm straight down.

Lancer appeared in front of Luke at some point, holding the "Red Rose of Exorcism" and the "Yellow Rose of Curse" to her chest, her tone indifferent.

"Caster was just keeping his promise. If he wants revenge, he should go after Rider, right? Or is it that this self-proclaimed supreme King of Heroes only bullies the weak?"

Rider: "..." Is that right?

Luke blinked. "Lancer, you don't really need to do this. I can handle it on my own."

He was merely using Fujimaru Ritsuka's name; he wasn't actually a Master who couldn't even kill a chicken.

Well... strictly speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka isn't exactly weak. Crossing the North American continent, carrying her second sister and outrunning the great hero Hercules from Greek mythology, and defeating the transformed human king from Goetia are clearly not things that ordinary people can do.

"Don't try to be brave, Caster. I know you must have something special about you as a Servant who became a Master, but head-on combat is definitely not your forte."

Lancer glanced at Luke and sensed that Luke's strength was not as impressive as his appearance suggested. He subtly expressed his distrust of Luke's abilities and then pointed his gun at the Golden King.

"Archer, if you want to continue, then come and fight me!"

Although he could not pledge allegiance to Luke, his sense of morality still prevented him from losing the life of a friend who had helped him.

"Ha, now that you've been abandoned, you're looking for a new owner? Stray dog."

Having witnessed the whole thing, Gilgamesh naturally saw that Lancer was injured but could not get support from his Master. He revealed an undisguised malicious smile and spoke in a tone of amusement.

"A dog that exposes its belly to others in front of its true owner... that's really disloyal."

Lancer's anger ignited, and he coldly looked at Archer on the streetlight, revealing a chilling killing intent, clearly ready for battle.

"Lancer, what are you doing?"

Kenneth's voice suddenly rang out, causing Lancer to stiffen. He slowed his movements slightly, opened his mouth, and lowered his head slightly, feeling a little guilty.

“My lord, Archer has spoken rudely, questioned my loyalty, and maliciously tried to sow discord between us. Please allow me to offer you his head!”

"Really? You're confident you can defeat Archer?"

Lancer hesitated for a moment, and before he could continue, he heard Kenneth's order.

"There's a better way to show loyalty. Kill that guy who claims to be your Master in the future, and that will prove your loyalty to me, right?"

"This……"

Lancer anxiously protested, "Caster isn't very strong, I can deal with him anytime, and he just helped me, my lord..."

"No need to say more. You used despicable charm magic on Sora, disobeyed my orders to seek a new master, you... disloyal knight."

Kenneth's chilling voice coiled like a venomous snake. "By Command Spell, Lancer, eliminate Caster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lancer's eyes turned completely black. The Command Spell that forced the Servant to act took effect, and his body moved involuntarily. Without warning, he thrust his spear at Luke behind him.

"Feel sorry……"

Clang!
The lightning-fast gunshot was stopped by a clean, slender finger. The Servant's terrifying power seemed to have been tamed, stopping steadily in front of the fingertip, as if by divine intervention.

Amidst Lancer's own astonished gaze, Luke blocked Lancer's attack with a single finger.

He seized the "Cursed Yellow Rose" with his right hand, clenched his left fist, and with exquisite skill, intercepted Lancer's counterattack, ramming into him.

Lancer, who was elbowed, staggered back, his pupils shrinking as Luke snatched the pistol from his hand.

Luke weighed the Noble Phantasm in his hand, deftly wielding it with a flair even more dazzling than Lancer himself, and in the blink of an eye, he had tamed the Noble Phantasm.

"Lancer, I told you, I can handle this by myself."

To my shame, he actually knew a little bit about martial arts.

Although the "Outer God" is a mental being, the accumulation of countless worlds has not disappeared due to the limitations of his physical body. The accumulation of various combat skills and experience is enough to make him an "all-rounder".

There are also "talents" whose performance is not high due to the expansion of combat power, and the superposition of dozens of worlds, including Luke who are inherently outstanding.

With such a high level of skill, it's only basic to learn and master it quickly; innovation and surpassing the original are also within reach.

He had just watched Lancer and Saber's battle for quite a while.

"I never imagined you possessed such superb martial arts skills!"

As Lancer exclaimed in admiration, his body, still under the uncontrollable influence of the Command Seals, lunged at Luke.

Focusing on the "Red Rose of Exorcism," his spear thrusts became even more ferocious, violently cutting and tearing apart the air in front of him, creating tangible turbulent wind blades that carved mottled, interwoven dents into the surrounding ground.

As if he could predict it in advance, Lu Ke, despite being slightly slower in attacking, suppressed Lancer with an unparalleled manner. No matter how ferocious the opponent's attacks were, they all became calm in front of him.

Lancer, one of the three knights, was actually suppressed by Caster in a melee?

Are they dreaming?

Rider and Waver exchanged bewildered glances, while Saber watched with a surge of excitement, wishing she could rush up and join them for a showdown.

"Wow, what a great show. The loyal stray dog ​​turns on its master, and the master starts kicking the dog in the belly."

Gilgamesh did not take the opportunity to attack Luke, but instead watched the fight as a spectator in the arena, making sarcastic remarks as he did so.

Lu Ke glanced at the mischievous Archer out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile playing on his lips.

All six Servants have made their appearance, but the last one and his Master are still hiding in the sewers, waiting for their chance.

"The Last Servant, whose class is Berserker, whose real name is Lancelot, is the most skilled swordsman among the Knights of the Round Table under King Arthur!"

Upon arriving at the battlefield, he discovered the Minotaur duo of Berserker and Master Matou Kariya.

Servant is a hero who has already achieved greatness, while Master is a useless person who hasn't yet achieved greatness, but whose heart is already at the third level of greatness.

Although he didn't quite understand why Kariya Matou became a Master and participated in the Holy Grail War after Sakura was taken away by him, he could roughly guess the reason.

Without a talented successor like Sakura, Zouken Matou would undoubtedly not deliberately abandon the Fourth Holy Grail War and focus on the next one ten years later.

Every Holy Grail War presents an opportunity for the Matou family. Even if Zouken Matou isn't determined to win, he'll usually send family members to investigate and find opportunities to achieve his goals.

As for Matou Kariya, a simple-minded minotaur with mental flaws and desires for married women, he would naturally be no match for the old bug. He would probably be tricked into giving his body to the Crest Bug in no time by various reasons.

In short, no matter how the timeline changes, Luke believes that Matou Kariya's hatred for Tohsaka Tokiomi will not change. After all, the blond guy who aspires to become a minotaur will never give his victim a kind look.

Moreover, it's all the time's fault!
Upon hearing Luke's words, Saber looked shocked, never expecting that her knight would participate in this Holy Grail War just like her.

Before she could react, an ominous black mist surged from the ground, coalescing into a berserker covered in black armor—the infamous Minotaur Knight.
The Yangtze Knight, making his first appearance, was clearly obsessed with King Arthur. He immediately looked at the ahoge (cowlick) and let out a noisy roar, vaguely saying "Arthur" as he charged forward.

Unfortunately, his Master was a deeply obsessive simp who, despite the backlash from the Servant and the Crest Worms, insisted on having his Servant touch Gilgamesh, summoned by Tokiomi Tohsaka.

click-

With a casual grab of the steel bar, Lancelot transformed it into a D-rank Noble Phantasm thanks to the saying "A knight never dies unarmed." He then threw it with a backhand, easily destroying the streetlight.

Gilgamesh, who had been watching the show, landed on the ground, his face contorted with rage.

"You damned rabid dog... how dare you make me, who should be looking down on you, stand on the same level."

Eight Noble Phantasms emerged from the shimmering golden ripples, all aimed at Lancelot, who was shrouded in black mist.

Having completely overwhelmed Lancer, Luke seized the "Red Rose of Exorcism" during the opening to secure victory. He then withdrew and stepped back, revealing a smile of regret and sympathy to Gilgamesh.

"Oh dear, it seems Wang has also become a troublemaker who kicks dogs in the stomach."

Amidst the biting sarcasm, Gilgamesh's face flushed red, and veins bulged on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)