Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 464 Spartacus Plays Battle

"You're the only one left, Black Berserker."

The red lancer Karna landed on the ground gracefully.Although he was discriminated against as the son of a coachman during his lifetime (everyone understands the Indian caste system), his bearing and character are more noble than most of the princes and nobles.

Of course, these people did not include Vlad III. Even in anger, Vlad III still did not lose his demeanor in front of Karna.

"Being able to contain Saber in this way, I have no choice but to praise you, as well as the supporting caster. However, if you think that you can defeat me in this way, you are very wrong-have you made up your mind? Wei Sinners who wantonly trampled on Yu's old country with permission, now is the time for execution. Let's expose the corpses to the wilderness with those Dragon Tooth Soldiers."

The fingertips moved a little.

In an instant, the rafters pierced the ground and stabbed towards Karna.

Karna dodged into the air reflexively, knowing that he would be targeted as soon as he got on his feet.However, the iron stake popped up at the same time as if it wanted to pierce his falling body.

The sharpshooter flashed, and the rafter piles shattered.

However, in the next second, new rafter piles grew out of the gaps between the destroyed rafter piles.

"Is there no point in destroying it?"

Karna, who came to this conclusion, grabbed the iron post with one hand, but was attacked by more rafters, which was like a turbid current of iron posts.

Even so, Karna still calmly dealt with the situation before him.The armor "turned into the sun disc" on his body is an absolute defensive treasure bestowed by the gods with the sun's brilliance, and it can be easily bounced off the puncture of the rafters.

however--

"Very good armor."

The sound is closer than expected.I don't know when it was taken out, but Vlad III, holding the spear in one hand, has already come to Karna's side.

He mounted the iron post on a bronze iron horse, raised his gun and stabbed at the neck of Karna, who was trapped by the iron post and was unable to move.

"But once you get that close, it doesn't make sense."

Unable to seek help, unable to move his body, and being pointed at the throat by the point of a gun at the same time——Karna's expression was extremely calm despite this.

At the moment when Vlad III was about to stab out the spear, Karna's body burst into an incomparably dazzling light as if about to split the night—magic power release flame!

Unlike Artoria, Karna's magic power release is manifested in the form of flames, which is a specialized magic power release.

The iron stakes in his hand, and the iron stakes that bound his body, were all melted to the ground in an instant.His posture looks like the God of Fire descending from the ground.The flame that was about to burn the ground into scorched earth did not hurt half of his hair at all.

"As expected of the son of the Sun God, it seems that it is not so easy to solve."

Vlad III said in a cold voice while pushing away the remains of the rafters.

"Do you want to surrender?"

"Don't say such things that can't even be said as a joke, the red lancer. As long as I still have the desire to entrust the Holy Grail, I will not surrender. And your sharp gun, your armor, your flame—the supply of magic power can How long? Isn't it you who should surrender?"

Indeed, as Vlad III said, Heroic Spirit Karna is undoubtedly the top.However, the golden armor he often unfolds, the majestic sharpshooter he holds, and the "magic power release" he used just now-the consumption of magic power is really extraordinary.If it is an ordinary magician, I am afraid that it will immediately become unable to move a finger, and even a first-class magician will fall into a state of exhaustion that is completely unable to perform its own magic.

"In the end, I will not show mercy to you who are the invaders!"

Vlad III raised his right hand high, and a strong killing intent surged from the surrounding ground in an instant.

The red assassin Semiramis, who saw this scene in the sky garden, frowned his slender eyebrows.Even though so many were burned by Karna, the number of rafter piles is still too many to run out.In the far-sighted images, rafter piles are everywhere, densely packed and endless, covering the entire ground.

The Empress of Assyria finally realized the characteristics of this Noble Phantasm and its terribleness - the number, the overwhelming number.

Among the anti-army treasures or anti-city treasures, there are indeed treasures that can wipe out hundreds of thousands of people at once, but when it comes to treasures with a unit of ten thousand, there are really very few.

This is because his Noble Phantasm is not something like the holy sword or holy spear, but the result of recreating the "actual event" that happened in history - the legend that [-] Ottoman Turkish soldiers were impaled on iron posts.

Indeed, each iron stake in it may be an insignificant thing that is not considered a Noble Phantasm.

But in the face of the overwhelming number of [-], even the heroic spirits with steel courage will feel an invisible sense of coercion.Although full of madness, it is the strongest and most impactful military demonstration.That is simply something that a human being can never do.

Therefore, this treasure county is called "Kaziklu Bey", the most terrifying treasure named after its owner.It may not be a high level, but Vlad III's Noble Phantasm is of the same exceptional level as the garden she manifests.

"no way."

The empress, exuding a decadent aura, restrained her laziness like watching a play, and with a crisp finger snap, four huge spells appeared at the tip of the garden.The magic power contained in a single formula may not be as good as the magic cannon released earlier, but taken together, it is definitely more terrifying than the magic cannon.

"We can't lose Lancer yet, so let me support you."

"No, not yet."

Shirou's voice interrupted the magic trick, and he explained to the puzzled eyes of Semiramis and Shakespeare.

"An attack of this magnitude is not enough to threaten Karna."

"But--"

"Don't forget, Black still has chess pieces. If I were Black's master, I wouldn't miss this best opportunity to unleash the mad dog."

"Mad dog..."

Semiramis stretched out his other hand and pointed at the bird's-eye view of the entire battlefield. Soon, a magician wearing a mask and a man who could be called a muscle mass appeared in the image. The former He is releasing the shackles for the latter—the black caster Avis Bron and the berserker Spartacus who originally belonged to the red side.

"Spartacus, your master is me, understand?"

Spartacus, who had already been irritated by the sound of killing in the distance, panted heavily, and responded with a little bit of reason:
"Ah, I know. Looks like I can't exist without your power. An unforgivable affiliation."

"...So, are you going to kill me?"

"But I can't kill you. For I must stay in this world as long as possible to fulfill my mission. For I must reach the oppressor, hold fast to the ray of hope in the abyss of despair. In the end, I must put the quest Kill all the greedy power holders gathered by the Holy Grail."

"—I see. But, to do this, you must first eliminate our opponent. Go ahead, Berserker. Your opponent is the aggressor, the lackey of the powerful. It should be a good reason for the motive."

The seal of Spartacus was gradually lifted.As if impatient to wait, he struggled desperately, and finally took that step.

The moment he was free, he looked at Avis Bronn with a calm smile like a calm sea.However, Avis Bron didn't respond to him.Because he was wearing a mask, it was not even possible to tell whether he was timid or not.

"……Well."

Spartacus seemed to have lost interest in Avisbronn and turned his face to the battlefield.While taking a deep breath happily, he walked towards the battlefield holding a sword that was too big to be called a dagger.That wild stance, stomping roar, and unabashed laughter quickly became the loudest voices on the battlefield.

Watching his back, Avisbron sighed helplessly.If he accidentally put on a superior attitude, he might immediately withdraw his foreword and kill himself.

"Because I'm too fragile...that guy only needs one blow."

Despite his blue-white, deathly skin, the man was all muscle.It is the demon that brings chaos to the battlefield, and will make everything invisible.

"Well, next - next is the heart of my treasure."

"--teacher!"

A voice came from afar.Looking back, he saw his Master Roche innocently waving at him on the city wall.Although he could see the other party, but the distance was too far to communicate with him, so he used Nian Hua to communicate with himself.

"It's dangerous."

"Yes! Well, when you come back...can you take a look at the puppet I made!? I think I should do a good job this time!"

Oh—Avis Bron nodded in admiration.His enthusiasm for puppets is really strong.As soon as you give him a suggestion, he will correct it immediately, and then move towards a higher goal.If it was during his lifetime, he might have kept him by his side as an apprentice—he is indeed a rare talent.

More importantly, he is also very satisfied with the fact that there are still families in modern times inheriting the secret techniques created by himself and his ancestors.

"I'll check it out sometime."

"Yes, it is!"

Although Luo Xie didn't seem to have said enough, he lowered his head shyly.

"Having said that, I'm very uncomfortable with small children."

Originally, Avisbron was weak and sick, and lived in an environment with almost no communication with people for many years.In terms of housework, he even specially created a servant puppet to complete it.

Because of this, he is almost insulated from children, and this kind of admiration for himself will only confuse him.

What an irony.The self who tried to create the original human (Adam) with the goal of recreating the miracle of God actually hated humans.

"—It's really impossible."

PS: I can’t figure out how to talk about traitors, so pure, I haven’t even typed one, and the book that doesn’t match the style of Xingyue Butter will have chapters blocked?Of course, it’s not just the lack of a traitor who is unlucky, there are also many authors. Some of the protagonists are still single, and there are subjects such as Pokemon that can’t be messed up, and they all suffer.Well, the editor has issued a death order, asking us to modify it and then lift the ban as soon as possible. The old bookworms should have noticed it. Many authors have stopped updating and self-checked and revised the previous chapters. I will spare a day to do this, and it is estimated that I will stop updating, so let me tell you first.

(End of this chapter)