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Chapter 559 A true hero kills with his eyes

Although hiding in the back, the other servants have not relaxed their attention to the battle situation.

They were overjoyed when they saw that Astolfo released the Noble Phantasm and made the magic bullet ineffective with the "Declaration of Destruction"; when they saw Astolfo approaching the black coffin, but encountered new obstacles, Their hearts also lifted up.

Thanks to the archer's "clairvoyance" skill, Chiron and Atalanta discovered the existence of enemy archers earlier than Astolfo.And immediately confirmed that the archer, like them, had stepped into the realm of the gods with bow skills, and the magician was also of a very high level, and it was not the Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, Semiramis, Any one of Karna, Shakespeare.

Who are they?

Where did Amakusa Shiro Tokisada find the strong man?
The doubts in their hearts did not affect the reaction of the two archers. They fired their bows almost at the same time, escorting the striker Astolfo.

Just moments before the arrow is fired, Joan uses her privilege to find the answer.

Perception in kilometers showed that it was a Servant.Although the distance is too far to activate the "real name see through" skill, but through the panel that records the basic information of all the servants, the identity of the two can also be identified—it is the newly appeared second of the five knights.

The status of the five servants on the panel is still dead, probably they borrowed their power in some special way.

Hearing these explanations and speculations, Achilles immediately became furious.

"These bastards don't even spare the dead heroes!!! I really want to kill them immediately, hey, ruler, isn't it time for us to come out?"

"Wait a little longer, it's not the time yet."

"When are you going to wait..."

"Wait until eight of the eleven forts are aimed at the rider. Now there are six...seven...eight. It seems that the red assassin is more impatient than I thought. Let's go, red rider, Aka Lucy."

"Oh!!!"

A strong light flashed under the dark sky.

It was a surging torrent of magic power, which suddenly erupted from inside a bird-shaped golem.

Accompanied by loud neighing, the silver chariot pulled by two undead horses carried the companions up through the air.

"Here is Achilles, son of Peleus, poisonous woman of Assyria, come out to lead me to death!"

"Don't yell, it's really rude. Didn't your sea god mother and the teachers around you teach you etiquette?"

Semiramis was obviously not the kind of good person who just received scolding but didn't reply back, and directly transmitted his voice through magic.

"Etiquette is for friends, not enemies. For a vicious woman like you, the best way is to pierce your throat with a gun and make you speechless."

"Only by you?"

The remaining three black coffins deflected, aiming at the galloping undead chariot and projecting an enemy-level barrage.

"I'm not the only one who wants to kill you."

Amidst Achilles' unrestrained laughter, a divine radiance flashed over his head.

Under the icy wind blowing like a knife, the holy flag in his hand violently fluttered.Not in the chariot, but the girl standing on the back of the god horse, it can be said to be majestic.

In this Holy Grail War, there is only one servant who can physically withstand the magic bullet of the extraordinary level, and that is Joan of Arc.

It does not belong to any of the seven branches, but is the absolute arbiter of loneliness.

But in the mouth of Semiramis, it became——

"Rough country girl."

Joan of Arc, who kept deflecting the magic bullet with the holy flag, ignored the enemy's insults and calmly sent out her voice.

"Where is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada?"

"Master is making final preparations, if you don't hurry up, the world will be destroyed."

"Does he really want to destroy the world?" Joan of Arc confirmed for the last time.

"Yes or no, I don't care. If you want to stop the Master, you can just catch up. Of course... the premise is that you can break through our defense line!"

Before the words fell, a round of "sun" rose in the courtyard in the sky.

Long before the start of the battle, Shirou told her about the trump cards hidden in the enemy's secret collection, including the general information about the holy flag and the magic book.Therefore, she notified Karna as soon as the magic bullet was blocked.

He was extolled in India's oldest narrative poem "Mahabharata" as a hero standing at the top of human history.After being supported by the vast magic power of the Great Holy Grail, the Son of the Sun God became the undisputed strongest blade.

Unlike Semiramis, who is good at playing tricks and exuding malice and coldness, Karna's magic is full of fiery feelings that make people's hearts churn.

Without worrying about mana consumption, he wantonly released the flames of the sun, and the dazzling brilliance almost lit up the entire night sky.

"—Sorry, I can only let you fall."

He rotated the divine spear with one hand, casually pushed away the arrows attacking from the side, and then, driven by the flames of the sun, he went straight to Astolfo's eagle at a speed faster than a light bullet.

While speeding up, he didn't forget to cast a glance at Chiron who launched the sniper, and this glance was a Noble Phantasm release.

"There is no need for weapons and the like. A true hero kills the enemy with his eyes! O Brahma, cover the earth (Brahmastra)!"

"not good!"

Achilles' complexion changed. There was a magic bullet in front of him and the light of Brahma on his side. He was running at full speed, but he had no time to dodge.And no matter which side hits, his undead chariot is over.

"nothing."

Joan poured strength into her own hands, and called out the true name of the Noble Phantasm.

"My god is here (Luminosite Eternelle)!!!"

It has been blessed by God, and it is a banner that condenses countless beliefs.

"As long as the saint is waving the flag, we will not be defeated."

The simple and unadorned faith of the soldiers spread throughout the world as Joan of Arc's popularity increased, and finally manifested as a unique Noble Phantasm of a saint.

And the figure holding the flag to protest——

Much like someone who fought against all evil in the world.

Also very similar to someone fighting against a falling planet.

It was very similar to all the people who fought against "that" in front of them with their insignificant human bodies.

With dignity, will, love, anger, or other beliefs, even in the face of powerful violence that can easily kill thousands of people, people still have the heart to fight with courage beyond fear.

As long as this belief does not collapse, as long as the flag is still flying high, as long as the saint does not fall down, no matter whether it is an extraordinary magic bullet, the light of Brahma, or any other violence, it will not be able to shake this protection.

This is Joan of Arc, the unparalleled saint who was born in the age of mysterious decline, but can still stand shoulder to shoulder with the top heroes of the age of mythology.

(End of this chapter)