FATE: Target of Grand Master

"Arthur! rrrr!"

Mad Orchid, swept up by the black giant wave, was still shouting.

"Arthur, Arthur, you're so noisy!"

Morgan controlled the water flow, turning the giant wave into a whirlpool that swept Lancelot into the air along with it.

"Knight of the Lake, I, the King, will grant you an end befitting this title."

The vortex stopped spinning in the air and enveloping Lancelot; before long, Mad Lancelot would drown.

"Arrrrrrr!"

Kuang Lan suddenly roared and managed to neutralize the swirling vortex around her by repeatedly swinging the two black spears in the opposite direction.

The black water, having lost its centripetal force, fell to the ground along with Kuang Lan, wetting the area where the black knight stood.

Xia Yan, who was hiding in the distance, was completely dumbfounded. Could a human possibly do that?

No, even ordinary Servants cannot escape the magical water prison that Morgan set up earlier.

A word popped into Xia Yan's mind.

Endless martial arts training.

As a unique skill of the Mad Orchid A+ grade, it is a martial arts refinement that was known as unparalleled in a certain era, which allows it to exert powerful combat capabilities without being affected by any mental influence.

In other words, this was the true strength Lancelot had achieved during his lifetime.

"As expected of Artoria's chief knight, he actually managed to break free from my water prison. It seems my journey through pan-human history has been truly arduous."

Morgan also praised Lancelot's martial arts skills, which was quite rare for him, but Lancelot had no intention of speaking to Morgan at all.

"Arrrrrrr!"

Kuang Lan threw the black spear in her hand to the ground, and a black longsword materialized in her hand.

Morgan recognized the sword at a glance, its blade gleaming like moonlight reflecting off a lake and bearing Elvish script.

The lake remains pristine!

This is a true Noble Phantasm that Lancelot could only unleash by sealing away other Noble Phantasms. It seems that Lancelot is preparing to decide the outcome with a single blow.

The magic power accumulating on the longsword grew stronger and stronger, and for the first time since appearing in the mortal realm, Morgan showed a serious expression.

"Hey, Lancelot, you've even poured the magic that sustains your body into your sword. Are you planning to leave no room for retreat?"

Morgan spoke of Lancelot's madness while carefully gathering his magic.

"Arrrrrrr!"

Morgan was met only with an even more frantic roar from Madland.

Morgan understood that with the magic power he had accumulated, he could not resist the attack from Kuang Lan. However, if he continued to increase the power of his magic power, it would directly affect Xia Yan's body as his master.

"Morgan! Don't worry about me! If you get defeated here, it's all over."

Xia Yan's voice reached Morgan, but to her surprise, Xia Yan did not use telepathy this time.

"I command in the name of the Command Seals!" Xia Yan raised his right hand, which was engraved with three Command Seals. "Morgan, in your prime, crush the enemy before you."

A beam of red light shot out from Xia Yan's right hand and flew towards Morgan.

Morgan immediately felt a powerful surge of magic flowing into his body.

"Since Master has used Command Seals, then I have no reason to lose."

The magic in front of Morgan instantly condensed into a huge black sphere of light, and the immense magic caused the black sphere to crackle like lightning.

"Arthur!"

Lancelot raised the Unyielding Lake Light, and immense magical power erupted from the black magic sword.

The next second, Mad Oran rushed in front of Morgan and cleaved the indestructible lake light.

At the same time, Morgan also transformed the energy of the black orb into a black beam of light and shot it toward Mad Oran.

The two magical forces collided at close range, immediately producing a huge explosion so powerful that Morgan was blasted several meters away.

The dust kicked up by the explosion filled the air, causing several nearby battlegrounds to come to a standstill.

After dodging several consecutive attacks, Lü Bu looked towards the direction of the smoke and dust and said, "The fighting over there is really fierce."

After Martha knocked away Hassan the Hundred-Faced one for the umpteenth time, she said with a look of relief, "Seeing that you also have such a powerful Servant on your side, I feel a little more at ease."

Jeanne Alter and Jeanne d'Arc fought to a draw, but Jeanne still couldn't resist mocking each other: "Country bumpkin, you really got lucky."

As the smoke cleared, Xia Yan saw that Kuang Lan's body was still in the position of slashing down with her sword, while Morgan, who had been blasted away, walked up to Kuang Lan with his wand in hand.

"While I hate Artoria, you and Guinevere are even more unforgivable. Go back to the Throne of Heroes and repent!"

Morgan plunged the tip of his wand into the chest of Mad Lan, sending the most powerful Knight of the Round Table back to the Throne of Heroes.

"Morgan, are you alright?"

Xia Yan rushed to Morgan's side to check on the situation.

"These are all minor injuries, nothing serious."

Morgan's hair was a little messy and she had several wounds on her body, but as she said, she was not seriously injured.

"Morgan, Lancelot just used his Noble Phantasm, why didn't you unleash yours?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

Xia Yan seemed to have guessed the answer, but still nodded firmly.

"Not to boast, but my Noble Phantasm is incredibly powerful, but it also requires an enormous amount of magical energy. With your current magical abilities, Master, if I had unleashed my Noble Phantasm just now, you would probably have died instantly."

"That's so exaggerated!"

"I am not exaggerating at all."

Xia Yan's feelings were very complicated at this moment. He had summoned such a powerful Servant as Morgan, but because of his own magical abilities, he had inadvertently added a Noble Phantasm sealing debuff to Morgan.

Morgan looked at Xia Yan, who was hanging his head and looking very depressed, and flicked Xia Yan's forehead with his finger.

"pain!"

Xia Yan covered his forehead.

As expected of a Servant, even a flick on the forehead made Xia Yan cry out in pain.

"Don't overthink it. There are very few Masters among humans who can support the release of my Noble Phantasm. I believe that as long as you continue to improve, you will one day become a Master that I can be proud of. Do you still remember what your goal is? To be one of the seven strongest Grand Masters among humans."

After listening to Morgan's comforting words, Xia Yan felt much better and stopped worrying about his lack of magic talent.

"Okay, let's see where we need help next."

"Brother Xia Yan, please save me!"

Hu Qiu came running from a distance at just the right moment, stumbled and fell in front of Xia Yan.

Xia Yan looked behind Hu Qiu and saw Marda, who looked somewhat angry, slowly walking over.

Although Hassan the Hundred-Faced One kept harassing Martha, it only slowed her progress.

"That's enough!"

Martha spun 360 degrees and swung her massive cross staff, pinning Baima Hassan to the ground with pinpoint accuracy.

"Is this why you've been delaying the battle?"

Martha looked at Xia Yan behind Hu Qiu and Morgan beside Xia Yan, raised her cross staff, and kicked Hundred-Faced Hassan in front of Xia Yan and the others.

"The smoke and dust from earlier must have been from your battle with Lancelot. Although you won, you must have consumed a lot of magic. I won't take advantage of your weakness; you can all come at me together."