Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 488
"What are you going to do?"

Not only the red assassin Semiramis, but also her master, Priest Shirou, said the same thing.

The difference is that Semiramis focuses on Joan of Arc, who is completely different from her creed in life, while Shirou focuses on another person, a man standing beside Joan, and a man who looks dissatisfied at the sky garden from time to time. A man with a good look.

"Let me see, what surprises can you bring me?"

Priest Shirou's right hand brushed across the handle of the knife involuntarily, but no one noticed the inadvertent sharpness.

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What is Shinji going to do?
Do you still need to ask?Of course it is true.

As soon as he landed, Shen Er grabbed Vlad III's gun immediately:
"Grand Duke, wait a moment."

"Assassin, what are you doing here?"

Vlad III is not Spartacus after all, he will not fight anyone he sees regardless of enemy or friend.

"Come to save you." Shen Er went straight to the point.

"help me?"

Vlad III frowned slightly, he couldn't grasp Shen Er's meaning for a while, and his movement of commanding the rafters was a bit slow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Spartacus swung out his eight arms at the same time, and smashed at the three standing together in a violent storm.

While backing away, Shinji shouted to the sky: "Rider!"

"Oh! Here we come." A vigorous voice came from above his head, and a gorgeous platinum lance fell from the sky, just passing Spartacus' body.

Noble Phantasm·Touch and drop, activate.

The servant who was stabbed by the lance will be forcibly turned into a spirit body below the knee, and will fall due to loss of balance—no matter how many legs there are.

Naturally, Spartacus fell.Because his body was too huge and heavy, he fell more thoroughly, and he couldn't even use his hands to support him like a human.

Taking advantage of this gap, Shen Er went on to explain: "This guy is about to blow himself up, if he stays any longer, even you will be blown to nothing."

"I-understood."

Vlad III was not stupid. Although he was furious for a while, after calming down, he could easily sense the palpitating magical power contained in Spartacus's body, and immediately retreated without hesitation at the fastest speed.The full sprint with the agility parameter reaching A is faster than the previous war horse golem.

After persuading Vlad III to retreat, Shen Er said to Joan of Arc: "Ruler, you should retreat too."

"But—" Joan of Arc looked unwillingly at the sky garden above her head.It's all here, do you want to give up?

"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements, trust me." Shen Er smiled and blinked.

"I see." Joan of Arc nodded, and also started to back away.

"Very well, first step done. I should also—no, just to be on the safe side—"

Saying that, Shinji manifested the Ishtar spear, shaking the earth with the divine power of the spear.Let the ground that is already riddled with holes become more fragile.

After Spartacus struggled for a while, the lower part of his body began to collapse, which made it more difficult for him to chase again.

After finishing all this, Shen Er nodded in satisfaction, stepped on his feather shoes, and chased after Vlad III.

The reason why he pursued Vlad III instead of Joan of Arc was because he needed his help.

"My lord, what is the maximum range of your Noble Phantasm? Ah, I didn't mean to pry into your secrets, but—"

"one kilometer."

Before Shinji finished speaking, Vlad III directly revealed the confidential information that should not have been shared with other servants.This leadership temperament and decisiveness made Shen Er slightly moved. He asked himself that he couldn't be so calm, so he prepared a set of rhetoric, but he didn't expect it to be useless at all.

After being slightly taken aback, Shinji continued:

"Then stop one kilometer away, and then please listen to my signal and activate the treasure against Spartacus."

"Yu understands, but at this distance, Yu can't guarantee killing."

"The damage is secondary. I want to use the rafters as a lift to lift Spartacus up. The higher the better, the closer to the red team's base camp, the better."

"Are you going to—" Vlad III's red eyes flashed with burning heat.

"I'm going to cheat Red Fang."

Between talking, the two had already (flyed) ran a distance of one kilometer.

"Rider, how's it going?" Shinji stopped and started "reading words".

This is not magic activated through the connection of the master-slave contract, but a special skill learned from Chiron. Although there are many restrictions compared to the "reading words" of the master-slave contract, it is undeniable that this skill is very practical.

"Well, it's a bit bad. That monster has crawled out of the pit and is heading towards you. It looks terrible to Joan."

Listening to Astolfo's voice, Shinji could even imagine him patting his chest and sticking out his tongue.

"That's right, then we must hurry up, and you should be ready to wait for my signal at any time."

"Oh, just leave it to me, I can't wait to do a big job."

"I leave it to you." After finishing speaking, Shen Er suddenly turned his head and looked at Vlad III, "Grand Duke! Please."

Hearing this, Vlad III raised his left hand, and the surging dark magic power swept out like a shadow tide, covering the entire surrounding ground in an instant, and quickly extending to the distance.

In the blink of an eye, Spartacus's body trembled, not because of the gallop of the berserker who turned into a strange shape, but from the depths of the earth, the entire Tulifas that had been turned into the territory of "Little Dragon Lord". Lingmai.

"Kazikli Bey!"

Accompanied by Vlad III's majestic voice, he clenched his left fist tightly.

In the next second, hundreds of rafter piles passed through the ground and slammed into Spartacus' body.

Yes, hit!
The action of rafter piles can no longer be described as thorns.

The sharp rafters were not stabbed from different angles as before, but gathered into a huge iron pillar, which rose directly from the ground and lifted Spartacus's huge body high into the sky.

The shape of the iron pillar is not a simple cylinder, but thinner at the top and thicker at the bottom, similar to a cone with the tip cut off. This is to ensure that the iron pillar will not collapse due to height issues.

Finding that he was farther and farther away from the oppressor, Spartacus roared loudly and struggled frantically, wanting to break away from the iron pillars made of rafter piles, return to the ground, and continue his rebellion.

It's a pity that the oppressors standing at the top of the power have been prepared for a long time. The rafter piles that were originally merged into one suddenly spread out, turning into more than a dozen steel bars or thorns as thick as a child's arms, or thorns, or stuck, smashing Sparta. Kex's body was firmly restrained.

Of course, at this time, instead of gathering hundreds of rafter piles, thousands of them are twisted together, and it won't be long before the number of rafter piles will exceed five figures.

This is the merit of the black berserker!
This is a feat that Vlad III could not achieve during his lifetime!
This is a miracle that Romania's greatest hero can only achieve with the addition of local beliefs!
(End of this chapter)