"...oh, don't you wait!"

Seeing that Lancer was about to break his treasure for no reason, Fang Mo quickly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Fang Mo blocking him, Lancer also stopped, but it can be seen that his attitude was particularly firm at this moment: "Please don't have to regret this. As a glorious warrior of the Knights of Fiona... Regardless of

No way can you win through such despicable means!"

After saying this.

Lancer once again pressed up the yellow short gun in his hand.

"No, you wait first."

But at this critical moment, Fang Mo still couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but persuade the other party: "Actually, I have a way to lift the curse..."

"What?"

After hearing this, Lancer seemed to have some surprise: "There is no way to crack Huang Qiangwei's curse, unless you destroy the magic gun itself, even if you are very strong..."

"That's because you don't know how strong I am."

Fang Mo shook his head slowly and said, "I said you should not mess with your life root... Your treasure, these yellow rose and red rose are originally born to be a couple, serving you diligently,

If you fight a war with you for a lifetime, what will happen if you destroy it in the end?"

"But……"

After hearing Fang Mo's statement, Lancer's expression was a little stunned: "They are just weapons..."

"In my opinion, weapons are no different from your own children."

Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "Besides, you said that the gun is a cursed magic gun. Then you destroyed Huang Qiangwei for your own opinion today. Don't you consider how Hong Qiangwei feels at this moment?"

"……ah?"

This is not done by Lancer.

"If you don't consider its feelings, don't blame it for finding opportunities to avenge Huang Qiangwei in the future." Fang Mo sighed helplessly and said, "You will never be careless again..."

"What should I do?"

Lancer was really a little confused by Fang Mo. He subconsciously glanced at the short gun in his hand: "You are cursed now, I don't want to fight you in danger..."

"Oh, you said this."

When Fang Mo heard this, he waved his hand without much care: "This is actually very easy to solve... I'm optimistic, Lancer, this is the way to crack Huang Qiangwei's curse!"

Fang Mo said.

Suddenly he raised his right hand.

Five fingers were put together to form a hand knife, and then a dazzling electric arc flowed from it.

"Tianwu Jue Dao!!!"

The white-haired lady suddenly shouted loudly, and then her palm quickly swung toward the position of her neck. Driven by the force of the magnetic field, her palm was like a sharp blade that cuts the world, accompanied by a puff, and plasma gushed.

A white-haired skull instantly soared into the sky.

"What?!"

Even Lancer couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.

"I committed suicide?"

Weber next to him was shocked when he saw this.

"How is that possible?" Although Iskandal was also a little surprised, he obviously had to calm down. At this moment, he touched his chin and said, "Well... it should be some kind of ability to resurrect, right?"

Of course besides them.

The other heroes and the Lord were also a little incredible.

Not to mention Kiritsugu Emiya who was hiding in the dark, even Artoria, who was waving her sword desperately, was stunned and subconsciously looked here.

"Bai...Bai Jiang?!"

It was obvious that Rin Kotosaka was completely scared and could hardly say anything at this moment.

But not long after, the headless body here moved again, the flesh and blood on the neck quickly squirmed, the cells began to reorganize, and the entire head was regenerated at a speed that ordinary people could not understand. The whole process was only a few seconds.

The clock is so fast that it is simply incredible.

It's as if this isn't a head at all.

Instead, it was like a balloon that was blown up quickly.

"Okay, get it done."

After the regeneration was completed, Fang Mo twisted his neck a little left and right, making a strange sound: "Weapons with special effects are indeed a bit troublesome, but that's all..."

“…”

Seeing this, Lancer suddenly fell into silence.

He only had two treasures, but now it seems that these two treasures could not really hurt each other.

To be honest, Lancer is a little confused about how to win now. The opponent is so strong that it is simply outrageous. It’s just that this simple value has made people feel desperate.

But think about it no matter how much you think about it.

At this moment, Lancer immediately made preparations for the fight.

"Tsk tsk, indeed, you have to be like me. Not only do you have to be broad-minded, but you also have to be very smart. It is best to have a good show occasionally..."

Fang Mo said to himself, and suddenly closed his eyes with some insight: "It's so interesting... I seem to have understood the true meaning of hell. Sure enough, the more people were opened on my body.

Will it be hell?"

Having said that.

Fang Mo suddenly raised his hand and waved his hand in the distance: "...Sword of Hell!"

The black sword energy emerged out of thin air, and then flew straight towards the container in the distance, easily splitting it into two like cutting cream, followed by a shocking explosion.

"What an amazing power..."

It was just trying to do something here, and a sigh suddenly sounded next to it.

Fang Mo turned his head and looked at it, but found that the person who spoke was Iskandal. The other party seemed to be surprised by her blow, and couldn't help but speak: "This little girl, you really don't think about it."

Join my legion? Actually, if you want candy, I can also think of a way..."

Having said that.

Iskandal also turned his head and looked at Webber: "Boy, do you have sugar?"

"Why?"

Weber was shocked here, but he suddenly reacted when he was shouted, and subconsciously took out a piece of candy from his pocket: "Uh, there is, there is..."

"Haha, you really brought candy."

Iskandal smiled, then grabbed Candy and threw it towards Fang Mo: "Here, please treat you to candy, so can you think about my proposal?"

"Don't you really have sugar?"

Fang Mo was also a little surprised by these two guys. At this moment, he raised his hand to grab the candy, peeled off the candy paper and threw it into his mouth.

"That was prepared because I was worried about my low blood sugar..."

Weber, not far away, said in grievance.

“It’s cheap sugar.”

But before Weber finished speaking, Fang Mo tasted it while speaking: "Well... it's very suitable to eat it with brandy."

"So this time I've turned to drink again, right?"

Iskandal scratched his head: "The treatment of our army is quite good. Every time we win, there will be a celebration banquet. Even if you want to drink with great wine, it's okay..."

"But I'm underage and can't drink alcohol."

However, before the other party finished speaking, Fang Mo bowed his head to the side and said, "So let it go... Bah!"

"As it really doesn't work?"

Iskandal also understood what the other party meant when he saw this scene. Of course, he was not angry, but just smiled helplessly: "It's true, I will have a headache whenever I think about fighting a guy like you.

But now it seems that there is nothing I can do about it..."

"Sorry, uncle."

Faced with the sincere invitation from Iskandal, Fang Mo shrugged directly: "After all, I am not very interested in this world, so your invitation has not been established from the beginning..."

"Hey, why?"

Iskandal touched his head a little strangely: "Will conquering this world make you feel excited?"

"It has nothing to do with this."

Fang Mo waved his hand, thought for a while and said, "What you insist on is probably a problem of pattern or something?"
To be continued...