Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 561 Rome~
The declaration of the red rider Achilles resounded throughout the world, and the black rider Astolfo did not lose to him. Although he was not as grand as the former, he had a determination to never turn back!

"Go up ah ah ah!!!"

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of metal twisting, another black coffin shattered.

"The second one, come again!"

The phantom horse that inherited the wings of the griffin called out a blue tornado, which wrapped around the assault gun together with the pages of the book flying like snowflakes, and slammed into the third black coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the black coffin also shattered.

However, the golden assault gun that helped the master penetrate the three black coffins in a row, "one touch and fall", has reached its limit at this time, and a spider web-like crack appeared on the tip of the gun, which shattered together with the black coffins.

"Ah, Algaria."

Astolfo pouted dissatisfiedly, and threw the gun aside.Although the Noble Phantasm has not been completely damaged, the assault gun without the tip is useless for charging.

"No way, we can only rely on ourselves next, hey, Junying."

Huan Ma's response was still loud and clear.

"Zig, the impact will be even greater next time, we must hurry up!"

"Well, we will succeed, because rider is a hero!"

"Yes, I'm a hero, let's go --- Astolfo assault!!!"

Without the lance, what follows is a contest between the flesh and blood and the turret.

Although the eagle is a phantom beast, its level is still a little lower than that of the griffin, which is equivalent to its father.In other words, in terms of mystery, it naturally cannot be compared with Semiramis.

However, this "sky garden of vanity" is nothing more than vanity after all, and is actually a Noble Phantasm constructed of materials that exist in this world.

In terms of results, these two mysteries are almost evenly matched—although they can be destroyed, they are definitely not without damage.

A feather with a hard appearance began to be damaged, and the foreheads of the three phantom horses had already become dripping with blood. Starting from the fourth phantom, the majestic face gradually distorted.

Soon, another black coffin was broken, counting the three that were pierced by the lance, this was already the eighth.

"There are three more, Junying, can it still work?"

The eagle neighed three times, although not as loud as before, but still full of determination.

The sharp beak, the hooves are cracked, so what?Since the master is working so hard, how can it retreat as a partner.

Ziggy hammered his thigh hard, forcing himself not to look away, trying to squeeze the magic power in his body.

Even though they are Noble Phantasms, the Hippogriff and the Servant are also beings summoned as living beings.There is both pain and fear.Now that there is no weapon, every collision brings it closer to death.

Astolfo gritted his teeth and wiped the corners of his eyes lightly.

Compared with existences like Tianma and Immortal Horse, Junying is weak.

Compared with masters like Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Matou Shinji, Sieg is weak.

Compared with heroes like Achilles and Chiron, he is undoubtedly weak.

A weak mount, a weak master, and a weak servant.

There is no way to change the fact.He has neither noble blood and status, nor outstanding achievements.Although I have put in a considerable amount of effort, I haven't done any arduous and rigorous practice.

However, being weak is not an excuse to escape. It is not acceptable to regard what can be done as something that cannot be done.

Because we have always come here like this, no matter how slim the hope we are facing, we are never willing to look away.Struggling to do what you can do, and struggling to make the impossible possible.

and so--

"Let's go."

The storm returned, and the two rode together to fight for everything.

At this moment, the pure white brilliance cut through the night sky like a comet, and came to the eagle in a flash.

"Assassin's pegasus?"

Tenma rubbed his forehead against Hipachi's body, and bit Astolfo's skirt with his mouth.

Astolfo, who has an A+ grade ride and can communicate with almost all Eudemons, instantly understood what it meant.

"Are you going to replace Jun Ying?"

Bekasas nodded humanly.As smart as humans, he has already seen how heavy the burden of the eagle is, so after sending Gold to the courtyard, it turned back at the fastest speed, hoping to help Astolfo.

"Wow, that's very kind of you—"

Just as Astolfo was about to cheer, he fired a magic bullet and almost hit Bekasas, who was not protected by the magic book.

"Ah, now is not the time to talk about this, master, hold me tight!"

The eagle turned into spirit particles and scattered, at the same time, Astolfo turned over and climbed onto the back of Pegasus.

"Thanks for your hard work, partner, take a good rest - it's up to you from now on, Tianma, what's your name?"

"Becasas? What a good name, let's go, Becasas, smash the remaining big iron blocks!!!"

"Herod, the law—"

Although the neighing of the Pegasus is different from that of the Eagle, the will contained in it is the same.

With a roar of valor, the pure white comet smashed the remaining black giants into pieces!

"It's really hateful! Although the master has already said it, I didn't expect that a guy of this level can really smash the 'Black Coffin of Ten and One'. The Witch's Book, the Hippogriff, and the Pegasus, very good, very good!!!"

Semiramis looked at the pink knight floating outside the courtyard with an extremely cold expression, cheering and celebrating.

"No way, the repair of the black coffin will be left for later. What we need to do now is—"

Sitting on the throne, the empress raised her right hand, and cast her eyes on the intruders who began to land in the courtyard one after another, and launched the traps prepared in advance—I thought the master was a little too cautious before, but now I think I underestimated the enemy .

At the moment of twirling your fingers, the spatial structure inside the courtyard has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The first one to suffer was Achilles' chariot. He planned to take advantage of speed and numbers according to Joan of Arc's instructions, and first take down the two Shadow Servants who were shooting at Chiron and Atalanta.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the chariot entered the range of the courtyard, the surrounding space was distorted.

When Achilles rushed out of the distortion, all the passengers on the undead chariot disappeared, and Achilles himself appeared in a strange forest.

Before Achilles could sort out the situation, the surrounding trees began to grow like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the undead chariot with powerful speed and hardness was firmly blocked.

"Play this little trick, get out of here!"

With a cold snort, Achilles put away the chariot, and while waving the meteor gun at an astonishingly high speed, cut open the crazily growing vegetation, while heading towards the source of the magic power.

There stood a man made of black shadows. The man was taller than Achilles, holding a huge battle gun in his hand, raised his hands high, and uttered a deafening cry:

"Roma ~ Rome ~"

PS: What are you looking at, you are also Rome?

(End of this chapter)