It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

The situation began to reverse! Under the command of Danic, the opponents of both sides began to change. "My king, please punish the enemy's Archer first!" Since it has been understood that only divine attacks can work on Achilles, Danic naturally wants Vlad III to change his opponent and let Chiron break free from the battle with Atalanta. When the situation reversed, Danic and the other two were ready to retreat with Caster. To be honest, they were useless here and would only drag their feet. "Is this your strategy, Danic?" Fland III turned his sinister eyes to the forest, "I know."

After all, Vlad III is the king of a country, and he knows how to do it in a favorable way.

Driving the BMW under his seat, Fland III galloped in the forest. Although he was not as fast as Achilles, he also pulled away due to the interference of the stakes.

At the same time, Vlad III pointed his spear,

"Tsk, are you targeting me?"

Atalanta had to adjust the tip of the arrow pointing at the black Archer to Vlad III. At the same time, she jumped and ran on the branches with light steps to avoid the stakes emerging from the ground.

Atalanta's archery skills can be seen from being able to shoot arrows while moving, but Vlad III was not a fuel-saving lamp. The densely packed stakes blocked a large part of them, and the rest were swept down by his spear.

Although Atalanta had the strength to fight back, she really didn't have the energy to keep a close eye on the black Archer.

"Don't even think about getting around me, Lancer!" Achilles was very upset that Flanders III suddenly changed his target, and the black berserker had already made an ambiguous cry and swung his hammer at him.

"Tsk, you underestimate me!" Achilles narrowed his eyes, "I'll finish you right here, berserker!"

The meteor spear easily blocked the berserker's overly monotonous attack.

"Swoosh--"

The arrows shot from a distance were as fast as thunder, and even the sound of friction in the air could not catch up with his speed. Achilles was not careful for a moment and was directly pierced through the shoulder.

"What...?"

Achilles' pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately realized something. He let go of the berserker who was entangled with him and began to run madly to avoid the arrows that came one after another.

Chiron's eyes in the distance were green. He kept repeating the action of drawing the bow and shooting arrows. The arrows that could break Achilles' defense formed a rain of arrows, giving Achilles no chance to breathe.

"Woo woo woo, ah ah ah——"

The berserker also obeyed the order of the master at this time, bypassed Achilles, and began to move deep into the forest.

"Are you targeting me?"

Lion Jiejieli knew that both the rider and the berserker were coming for him. After all, if King Arthur's master could be solved, the black side would win anyway.

"What a dangerous job." Lion Jiejieli sighed, but he didn't regret it. After all, he still had the disposable earth escape talisman given by Taigong Wang in his pocket. If nothing else, retreat should be no problem.

Besides, it would be better for him to come than to let those high school students who had never seen blood.

"But, did you miss a servant?"

Lion Jiejieli looked at the pierced Spartacus.

"O oppressor!"

While Vlad III was concentrating on fighting Atalanta, the red berserker Spartacus, who was originally pierced by the stake, also struggled violently and got out of control.

After all, the red side's surprise attack was quite useful. Danik and Avisbronn were interrupted before they changed his contract. He was struggling all the time. Vlad III was in the mood to finish him off at first, but then he was too busy to take care of himself.

Spartacus always activated the treasure "Roar of the Wounded Beast" normally. This treasure can turn the damage received into magic power and store it. When the magic power accumulates to a certain amount, it can even change the body in the end.

So, after the damage from the piercing, plus the secondary damage caused by the King of Punishment used many times between Vlad III and Achilles, Spartacus' body began to swell.

Like blowing air, his iron-gray body began to swell and deform, turning into an extremely ugly and bloated piece of meat, but his eyes still bloomed with fanatical brilliance, and he grinned with a mouthful of white teeth.

"Ahhhhhh

——O oppressor, I will sing the song of victory! "

He moved his bloated body, kicked his legs hard, crossed the obstacles of countless piles, and instinctively attacked Vlad III.

As the Grand Duke of Romania, Vlad III, who once pierced 20,000 Turkish soldiers, was undoubtedly an oppressor in the eyes of Spartacus!

It must be said that Lion Jiejieli was relatively lucky. If it weren't for Vlad III, Spartacus might have attacked King Arthur. For him, as long as he was a king, no matter what, he was an oppressor.

"Hmph, annoying rebellion. "

Vlad III had to relax his suppression of Atalanta and use the King of Punishment to deal with Spartacus.

Before Atalanta could breathe a sigh of relief, the black berserker Frankenstein rushed towards her, and the green lightning raged towards her without any scruples.

Atalanta suddenly became irritable. She had always been suppressed from the beginning.

The green magic power was poured into the Sky Bow, and the bowstring was fully pulled. Atalanta's eyes were green.

"Your recklessness will be paid with blood!"

Like lightning, the arrow directly nailed Frankenstein to the tree. She shouted angrily in an unknown voice, and the hammer in her hand began to deform, and green lightning shot up into the sky.

"The next blow will finish you off!"

Atalanta pulled the bowstring again.

And Frankenstein's master Corless also made up his mind: "In the name of the Command Spell--"