My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

After the Alter, Artoria's leadership qualities were downgraded to E, but it was still easy to control unconscious shadow followers.

And Karna and Mordred also experienced the terror of Artoria possessing a 'knight'.

Led by the black King of the Wild Hunt, seven shadow servants pressed forward in a wall formation, launching dense and compact combos. Even if Mordred and Karna exploded with strength to repel one of them, they would not be able to defeat them. Soon another shadow follower would wave a weapon or shoot, forcing them back. In this way, round after round, the continuous tide-like offensive made the two followers clumsy. Lack of skills.

If you use your Noble Phantasm, you may be able to break the siege, but don't forget that there are incredible "generals" among these "soldiers". No matter who they are, there is no guarantee that they can defeat Lungominiad. Win the fight.

And if Arturia ended up in person, Mordred and the others would be in a much more difficult situation, but the king riding on the skeletal horse did not move, and her eyes did not even fall on the two servants responsible for restraint. Even one point.

Those eyes that turned into brilliant gold and looked indifferent were following the figure bathed in the electric light.

"The Red Assassin is not here." She said in a low voice, "It seems that you have chosen to put more hands on my Prince (Master)."

In terms of pure combat power, Karna, who lost his golden armor, fell down to the altar of top-tier servants and was only slightly better than the first-tier servant Mordred. The empress should have been a second-tier servant like Astolfo. But in the Sky Garden, her power is comparable to that of the top servants, not to mention the unfailingly elegant Judge Jeanne d'Arc.

The reason why Arturia Alter stood still was to prepare for the Empress' attack, but there was no movement until now. She also understood that the Empress had chosen the other side of the battlefield.

Just when Mordred thought that his father would be angry because his pride was challenged, the black-armored knight king showed a confident smile.

"Well done. I didn't expect you to still have such decisiveness after losing the Black Archer. It's just a pity that our side is better."

The holy spear began to swallow the storm, and the skeletal horse ran proudly. The fully armed knight king rushed to Karna's side in just a moment. With the explosion of air, a thin figure flew out backwards, vomiting blood, and fell heavily to the ground. .

The warrior who lost his immortality was vulnerable to the king's charge.

Mordred's pupils tightened, whether it was because of Karna's injury or the information revealed in Artoria's words. And Arturia Alter had already turned her horse's head and walked towards her at a leisurely pace, the Holy Spear in her hand once again gathering the endless storm.

"If the son of Sun God Surya also supports that end, you may still have a chance."

"...What do you mean?" An unknown premonition exploded in Mordred's heart, and she heard Arturia calmly say:

"Since you let my prince create the great magic of Tianque, you must be prepared to be annihilated by countless thunders."

"Choose the tactic of stalling for time - compared to these superficial shadow followers, this is the worst move you have made in this war."

Without any time to regret, Mordred roared and rolled up the red thunder, and the magic power burst out under the amplification of the King's Sword. Arturia leaned over again, pointing the holy spear forward, and the Wind King's barrier behind her turned into The propulsion force condensed the black-red death light in the strong wind. Ramlei snorted excitedly, kicked off his four legs, and plunged into Mordred's magical destruction like an arrow!

Boom!

The sound waves bombarded people's eardrums, and even the magic formula was briefly disturbed. When the monitoring light curtain returned to normal, the masters of Mirenia discovered that there were more than just red thunder and black and red storms entangled in the sky. , there was a rain of golden swords falling from top to bottom, the young man in black robe pulled the trigger, and the spiral projectiles flew, blowing away the two figures!

"Woo!"

Even though the holy flag was able to avoid damage, the excessive voltage still paralyzed Jeanne's whole body, making her almost unable to feel her hand holding the flag. On the other side, Astolfo was holding the Magic Universal Strategy Book. , but he was also lying on the back of the Hippogriff in a state of embarrassment, with his hair sticking up, looking embarrassed and funny.

With a mix of solemn and funny emotions in her heart, Joan of Arc had no time to respond. Instead, she set up the holy flag and looked at the thousands of golden lights swaying down the sky again: "The thirteenth wave is coming, Astolfo!"

"It's a big deal (I know)!" After replying incoherently, Astolfo clutched his magic strategy book tightly and was prepared to withstand the impact.

Even if he doesn't understand why Fran's Noble Phantasm fell into Shuo Yue's hands, and how Shuo Yue exerted such powerful power, Astolfo understands that if this continues, they will lose Shuo Yue's clothes. If you can't touch the corners, you will regretfully exit the stage.

Perhaps it was because he had received twelve times of electrotherapy. Although Ah Fu's hands and feet were shaking, his mind was extremely clear. His eyes looked past the young man in black robes and fell on the golden thunder pool above his head, thoughtfully. .

Is there any way to break this great magic that is comparable to a noble phantom...

While thinking, the King of Thunder and Lightning hooked his hand, and the thirteenth golden current snaked out of the branches. They whipped around violently, filled with the mystery of destruction, and turned into thousands of snakes swarming towards them. Their momentum even turned into A large net covered the entire sky.

"No, this kind of power...has exceeded your defense range, Astolfo!" Joan's face changed drastically, "Liberate the true name of the Noble Phantasm, otherwise it will be too late!"

"Ah? Ah!" Ah Fu came back from his thoughts, but the paralysis effect affected his movements. When he was scrambling to free his real name, the giant thunder tree was already close at hand!

The moment before Sieg activated the command spell, the purple magic array appeared, and thousands of chains swarmed out, directing the current to the earth, which was fully accepted by the sky garden.

"It's not over yet, damn assassin." Footsteps sounded. The Empress gave up sitting among the kings and chose to join the battlefield as a magician from the Gods. "Summon the great magic and be fully prepared."

The phantom of the swamp snake flashed past. The top-notch magical beast named 'Hydra' had only condensed half of its body, and was whipped by the violent thunder in agony. It twisted its body, with scales flying and blood splashing everywhere.

Although Hydra was embarrassed and wanted to withdraw from the group, the appearance of the empress relieved the pressure on the battlefield to a great extent, and the three servants finally got some breathing space.

"Tsk, you didn't even give me a chance to fully reveal myself." Semiramis was stunned. "It seems that the idea of ​​using Warcraft to break through has failed. Poisoning is useless at this time... Hey, Saint, why don't I take you? As a shield, let's find a chance to get close to Shuo Yue."

"I hope you are just joking, Empress!" Joan of Arc felt aggrieved, "I don't want to experience the feeling of my body being burned again!"

"snort."

The empress snorted coldly: "Then what should we do? If this continues, we will all be shattered into pieces."

"Well..." Joan of Arc was really knocked down this time. If she had a countermeasure, she wouldn't have been forced to undergo electric shock correction twelve times. Just when the kind-hearted saint thought, "How about I die heroically?" Astolfo weakly raised his hand.

"Well, maybe I can do something about it."

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Amid the screams, Hydra dissipated unwillingly and relieved. Shuo Yue, who was hanging in the sky, withdrew the electric light dancing on his fingertips and turned his gaze to the three opponents. He happened to find Joan of Arc jumping up and landing on the Hippogriff. On his back, Astolfo whistled, and the model worker eagle under his butt flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

"Have you finally given up on the turtle tactic?" Looking at the two men in a fierce mood, Shuo Yue's face showed no emotion, and she brushed her right hand across her chest.

The dragon's heart is beating, the projection is filling, and the iron light is melting.

Nine heavy cone-shaped warheads appeared in front of the young man. Each warhead was as long as an arm and reflected a cold luster. Just imagining the way they penetrated the human body would make people shudder.

And everyone knows that Shuo Yue has the ability to shoot them at supersonic speeds. These nine art-like props will bring endless destruction.

"Joan of Arc, you are trembling." Astolfo saw clearly from behind, "Is it really okay? I can do it alone."

"It doesn't matter." Joan shook her head, her golden hair flying, "Fear is not a bad thing, this fear will lead me to move forward."

"But……"

"Please regard this as the sequelae of being shocked, Astolfo, and move on." The saint's unquestioning tone encouraged Astolfo, who nodded heavily while holding the magic book in his arms.

"Um!"

Feeling the master's will, the Hippogriff's speed increased again, crossing half the distance in the blink of an eye, and approaching the figure on the horizon at high speed. Shuo Yue had already raised his hand, and data flashed in his eyes.

Electromagnetic induction, calculated convergence.

Corrected trajectory and ammo synchronization.

——Ready.

"emission."

Shuo Yue's voice was very soft, but his power was deafening. Along with the explosive hurricane, the trajectory of the bullet left an orange afterimage, and large sonic boom clouds bloomed, making people's ears buzz. Noisy, almost deaf.

As for Astolfo, he only had time to open his mouth and saw Joan disappear from Astolfo's field of vision in the blink of an eye, as if she was hit by the front of a train, accompanied by a clear shattering sound.

"Jane, Miss Joan of Arc!"

"I'm sorry, I can only help you get here!" The voice gradually faded away, and the red lotus saint was falling. "Please keep going, Astolfo, don't stop!"

"Even if you say so -" Astolfo turned around tremblingly, and immediately turned pale with fright, "Hypogryph, help!"

The orange stream of light sprayed out again, but before that, Astolfo used [Dimension Jump] and hid himself on the back side of the world, avoiding the second round of attacks.

The blurry phantom gradually became clear, and Astolfo detached himself from his back. He had obviously successfully avoided the attack, but there was no joy on his face.

Because Shuo Yue has adapted to the influence of magnetic field interference, this time, three conical bullets rotated, aiming the most deadly tips at Astolfo who launched the charge!

"emission."

The orange beam of light flooded everyone's vision!