I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

The emerald and lush thunder tree bloomed here, and the fan leaf raised by the thunder hammer turned in vain under the guidance of magic power.

"Let's go together!"

The capacity of the container reached its limit, cracks began to form, and then completely shattered.

Amidst the thunder, the big tree in the sky took root on the ground, the treetops turned to the sky, and the dazzling light was like a miracle from the sky.

There was a muffled bang, and magic power poured out from one point and completely ravaged all objects within a few hundred meters.

Even the soil and even the flowers and trees are crumbled and scattered without any residue.

instantly!

Crashed!

The entire cliff was smashed into broken slopes.

A pink-white flower happened to be blown out of range by the air waves, and then slowly fell, staying in front of the gradually dimming golden light.

No matter how powerful the explosion is, it is difficult for a follower to be safe, unless it is a flash-level strong.

Ashes scattered.

Coles took a peek at the dead silence again with the help of the familiar on the spot.

He lowered his head, squeezed his hands, and his glasses looked very lonely.

Berserker's connection disappeared.

And...is Saber from the red side really dead?

So far, Black has lost one halberd.

...

"I said, uncle, he is quite a man." Mordred was a little surprised.

It seems that the master of the black side has invested all his trust and sincerity in the servants, and the red side is not all interested in fulfilling the plan to enslave the servants.

Seeing Xiao Mo's complicated face, Lion Jie Jieli laughed.

But the pain caused his facial muscles to contort a little.

The lion robbery world is far from the status quo, it can be said to be in a state of embarrassment.

His legs were covered with scratches, and there were two deep marks that went deep into the flesh and blood.

The right hand twisted strangely, needless to say, it was broken.

There is a white scratch on the hillside behind him, extending all the way from above.

Did this man choose to save the lives of both of them by jumping off a cliff?

...

Mordred didn't speak, she glanced at the trace, her face was moved.

It was the smell of smoke that woke her up.

"Well...Although it's a bit embarrassing and ugly, at least it saved its life." Regardless of Mo Zai's astonishment, Lion Jie took a puff of a cigarette: "So, Saber, are you sure the enemy is dead?"

This was agreed by Mordred.

"Can you get up?" She supported the immobile Master, who was really not in a good condition.

In such a state of embarrassment, even if he wins, it would be disgraceful.

Willful spit to the mouth of the throat, but still did not say it.

She silently helped Shi Shi Jie up, he was really hurt badly.

...

Seeing Mo Zai's embarrassment, Lion Jie raised his eyebrows: "What are you trying to say, Saber?"

say what? ?

"You did a good job. After this Holy Grail War is over, I will take you to heal your wounds."

ha? ?

"Are you rich?" Lion Jie questioned.

This....

One sentence blocked Mordred to death, causing her to kick Shishi Jie's thigh angrily, causing the latter to cry out in pain.

Lion Jie grinned in pain, Mordred still kept smiling.

She raised her head to look at the starry sky, which was less boring and more playful.

Father, this uncle seems to be a guy worthy of admiration——

The Holy Grail War... Really interesting stuff——

...

"Ha! That's it!?"

The magic power merged into a dashing emerald line across the plane, and the weapons of the red Rider and black Lancer intertwined and collided.

- there are strange.

This cognition was engraved in Vlad III's mind from the beginning.

Clang——

The weapons collided again, then bounced off to defuse.

Achilles straightened his spear, and his steps were like dance steps that never moved.

The agility of the enemy Rider is so high that the movements cannot be seen, and the melee combat can only be done by instinct.

close!

"pound--"

The weapons collided again. Although the archduke took extra precautions, the high-speed movement of the red Rider's punch still brought him a lot of pressure. In order to block the blow, his shoulders ached for a while.

his footing.

From the small area at the beginning to this point, the ground was partially sunken, and it was torn apart under the trampling of the two.

Even so, the Grand Duke still persisted in trying.

【——Punishment King! 】

He held his right hand empty, and the magic power turned into blood-colored energy and was born.

In just a second, the sudden change occurred.

Unusual magic power burst out of the green-haired cavalry, and in an instant, incalculable thorns protruded from the bones and internal organs, passed through the muscle fibers and then broke through the surface of the skin, and the terrifying black thorns strung him in place.

If this appalling spike was normal, Vlad III would have left long ago.

Only this time, he looked solemnly at Rider who was impaled on the stake like a puppet, his face was even more serious.

because--

Against the background of the night, the puncture specimen, which should have looked weird, was right in front of him, knocking on the neck recklessly.

Then look at him yawning with ease.

This guy....

"That's why I said, you can't hurt me, Lancer." Achilles ignored his hostility, pulled out the extra thorns on his body as if nothing had happened, and jumped to the ground again.

He turned his head from side to side to exercise his muscles and bones, and then he regained his interest.

This is too boring, there is no pain at all, and there is no pleasure in fighting.

In this case, it might as well give the other party some advantages.

Thinking of this, Achilles raised his spear,

Heroes are different. Since Assassin doesn't restrict his style of doing things, why not use his own habits to do things?

When fighting, you should declare your real name upright!

He looked at Lancer who had no ability to fight back, and said his real name unrestrainedly: "My name is Achilles, I will give you the trick to defeat me first, let's see if you can master it, Lancer!"

Chapter 58. Combo

Real name, Achilles.

The hero who became famous all over the world during the Trojan War in Greece, and the owner of the well-known "Achilles' heel".

"As expected of the Magic Association, it's really rich." Danic's eyes were gloomy.

The charity hero Karna, the Greek hero Achilles, the Assyrian princess group, and Enkidu who can be recognized from the rope weapon.

They are all famous people, and they are simply rich.

Since the enemy is that Achilles, combined with myths and anecdotes...

"Fiore!" Darnic looked at his niece: "Can you reach Archer?"

Fiore guessed his intention: "Is uncle going to ask Archer about the enemy Rider?"

There is no need to speculate on this point, it is clearly in front of our eyes.

In order to win, Fiore has no secrets.

She closed her eyes and took the initiative to contact Chiron, who was helping out in the outpost.

Hearing Achilles on the opposite side, Chiron's facial expression changed from shock to wry smile.

Even if it is fate, it will stretch out its fangs to the dead. Yes, this is the truth.

"Master, you must have heard of it, the unique skill that Achilles is famous for."

Fiore blinked, and she could almost instinctively shout: "Is it the rumor that the whole body is invulnerable except for the ankle?"

Chiron immediately admitted: "That's right, and at the same time, he is the fastest hero on the Trojan battlefield. In all aspects starting from his popularity, my student will definitely be a top follower at an exceptional level."

He immediately uttered a passage and asked Fiore to repeat it to Danic.

Danik, who was already in an agitated mood, had a gloomy expression, he guessed it.

No matter what form it is, the anecdotes of the heroic spirit during his lifetime will be sublimated into various treasures and carried down.

like...

"Without divinity, you can't break through his absolute defense." Chiron said the truth: "In the past, it was the gods who pierced Achilles' ankles and caused his death. The point that mortals cannot hurt him must be in the past." After becoming a follower, implement it!"

"If you want to crush my unscrupulous student, ask the king to find a way to touch the Achilles tendon in his heel!"

The tone is firm.

Darnic turned his gaze to the battlefield again.

He clenched his fist until his knuckles turned white and didn't let go.

The status quo is not optimistic, but ... not pessimistic.

"king!"

His temporary loyalty and enthusiasm are fully reflected with the shout.

"The weak point...is the ankle." Vlad III glared. He copied the weapon again, but didn't attack it head-on.

Achilles laughed wildly: "Yes, the heel, but can you touch it, Lancer!"

In an instant, a phantom appeared, and Achilles straddled his feet, maintained a surfing posture and soared into the sky, rushing to collide with Vlad III before he could react.

【Clang—】

Vlad III slashed vigorously, leaving only a white mark on the surface of Achilles' skin, without even any redness or swelling.

"Go down for me, uncle, you are out of date!" Achilles didn't even bat an eyebrow.

It's not as bad as being bitten by a mosquito.

He jumped over lightly, his toes touched the enemy's chest, and his magic power burst out instantly, causing a sound effect like a gas explosion, kicking the grand duke flying several meters away.

With the muffled sound of falling heavy objects and the split dents on the ground, Grand Duke Vlad III fell inside like a little doll, surrendering to the might of a hero.