Hellish Affairs

"Is it a rider?" Atalanta, who was jumping in the forest holding Zig like a chicken, saw the black servant summon the legendary eagle, and calmly judged the opponent's class. order.

"Stop! Put Zig down!" Astolfo, who was sitting on the eagle, shouted loudly.

However, as we all know, behaviors similar to the police calling the thief to stop generally only make the thief run faster when he finds that he has been exposed for stealing.

After capturing the artificial humans of the Thousand Boundary Tree family, Atalanta was no exception, and used dexterous steps to shuttle through the woods without looking back.

With the inherent skills beyond Arcadia, she can walk on the ground no matter how complicated the place is.

Atalanta, carrying Chigurh, also slowed down a bit, but good hunters can use the complex forest to get rid of their enemies.

As long as you give her a little more time, maybe you can throw Astolfo to a place where even the back can't reach.

At this time, an accident occurred.

An arrow wrapped in golden magic broke through the air and shot at Atalanta who was fleeing at an extremely fast speed.

There was no doubt that this was an attack by the Black Archer who was far away in the castle.

The beast's ears moved slightly the moment the sound of piercing the air sounded, and she dodged by judging the direction of the arrow from the sound.

This slight delay also created an opportunity for Astolfo, and the pale golden magic particles transformed into a lance with a golden tip in his hands.

While charging towards the red archer like a knight with the wind wrapped around him, he shouted excitedly: "Trap of Argalia!"

Just when the tip of the spear was about to touch Atalanta, who seemed unavoidable.

A figure running wildly like an incarnation of a gust of wind, holding a spear jumped up into the air and leaped directly into the air.

Achilles, who rushed to the scene at the nick of time, had a wild smile on his lips: "Heh! Stop it!"

The meteor gun in his hand flashed across the night like a cold light, and drove straight to Astolfo's head, forcibly interrupting his charge.

"Wow!?" Astolfo, whose rationality had evaporated, dodged the sharp spear point with his amazing intuition.

Achilles took advantage of the victory and pursued, flipped the wrist holding the spear and changed it from a stab to a sweep, and continued to sweep towards the black rider who was caught off guard.

Under the moonlight, the cold light of the gun tip suddenly magnified in Astolfo's eyes.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the arrow that had been mixed with magic power slammed into the tip of Achilles' spear like golden lightning.

"Tsk! Is it Black's Arhcer?" Achilles, whose attack was interrupted, rolled over and landed on the ground smoothly, his amber pupils glanced at Atalanta's direction: "How's the big sister's head? "

"It's okay." Atalanta, who was carrying Chigurh, replied indifferently, but looked at Achilles' right shoulder and asked suspiciously: "The black side's Saber is strong?"

She also knew that Achilles, the son of the demigod, had immortality, and his god-level spear skills plus multiple combat skills such as "Pancrasin" should prevent him from being so embarrassed.

"Ah, that black saber is indeed an unexpectedly powerful enemy." Achilles nodded, and then scanned the surroundings: "It seems to be surrounded."

Because Frankenstein also rushed to the battlefield at this time, uttering a deterrent sound like a vicious dog: "Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

It seemed that he couldn't wait to rush forward and smash it with a war hammer wrapped in electric current.

"There are really many people." Achilles smiled, "It's a pity that they are not enough to see."

"Oh? So you're brave?" Joyas, who finally arrived at the scene, raised his eyebrows lightly, and then smiled: "Isn't it the behavior of a warrior to throw down an opponent in the middle of a battle?"

The smile that Achilles just raised froze for a moment, and then he looked at Joyas with displeasure: "Hmph, Saber of the Black, if you have the ability, report your name! I am the one who was born as a cavalry in this war Karius!"

"Achilles?" Astolfo's pale pink pupils flashed a hint of surprise, looking at the red square rider who suddenly appeared in front of him: "Well, I remember the Greek mythology..."

Then he fell into deep thought on his own.

Joyas, who couldn't stand it anymore, said half teasingly and half reminding: "The back heel."

"That's right! The weakness is the big hero on the heel!" Astolfo suddenly realized that he knocked on the palm of his hand, and then showed a distressed expression: "I remember that it seems to be very powerful?"

Achilles didn't care about revealing his identity at all, his amber eyes were full of fighting intent: "Hmph, it doesn't matter if you know my weaknesses, a real fighter will not expose his weaknesses to the enemy at will. "

"That's really amazing, amazing, worthy of being a great Greek hero." Joyas applauded perfunctorily.

Achilles: ...

At this time, Joyas's attitude was like watching a child showing a freshly drawn clumsy painting in front of him, and he had no choice but to say words of praise.

Feeling that the black saber seemed to be deliberately irritating the rider, Atalanta, who was afraid that the rider would lose his mind and get into a fight, frowned: "Achilles, prepare to retreat."

Although I don't know what the Red Fang is planning to do by snatching Zig suddenly, but I think the priest will not be a fuel-efficient lamp, and he will not do some useless work.

So Joyas didn't intend to let the two of them take Chigurh away. As for how Chigurh will deal with it later, that's a matter for later.

"It doesn't matter if you're just hunting in this forest, but robbing our black property is unforgivable!" Joyas decisively asked the two servants beside him to stop him: "Come on! Ah Fu !Kenniu! Charge on the Red Archer!"

"Oh!" "Gah!"

Astolfo and Frankenstein couldn't bear it long ago, and rushed straight to Atalanta who was watching the situation from the tree.

Achilles, whose expression changed slightly, was restrained by Joyas and Chiron in the distance.

Achilles could feel that every arrow of Black Archer seemed to predict his actions.

And Joyas also took the opportunity to step forward to fight, staring at him with blood-stained demonic eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Sorry, it's not so easy to catch up!"

Chapter 221

The figure constantly shuttling through the forest is the hunter in beautiful emerald green clothes, his tail seems to be constantly swinging because of jumping.

But the tree behind him was pushed down by two guys who looked like madmen.

"Is this the end?" Atalanta, who was being chased by the two, chose to abandon Zieg after analysis.

If you can't bring it out, then kill him in the cradle.

Atalanta still remembered the priest speaking so calmly in the church before he left.

It's just that she doesn't know whether she should kill this newborn artificial human, but now she can only do it.

Recalling the pure and clear eyes when I communicated with Zig just now, it was like a child without a trace of color.

This made Atalanta hesitate for a while.

After being knocked out, Ziggy, who was bumping all the way, also woke up in a daze, and found that he was carrying it like a cargo.

Although he didn't know what this servant was doing to catch him, Ziggy, who had just escaped and was about to embrace freedom, had a sense of panic for no reason.

He felt as if he was about to be caught and taken to another place, doing the same thing as in the cultivation tank - quietly waiting for the magic power to be exhausted and die.

Because Ziggy, who was created for this purpose, can only think of what he can do, and there is only one use.

"... Let me go!" Panic made Zieg struggle violently, but he soon found that he had successfully escaped from the opponent's palm.

It seemed so easy that it gave Chigurh a sense of unreality.

Just as he fell freely from the tree and was wondering, Atalanta put an arrow on the bow, pointing at Zig's heart with a bit of pity: "I'm sorry."

"Zig!" The pupils of Astolfo, who was already close at hand, shrank slightly, and in an instant, he exploded at a faster speed and rushed towards Zieg as if driving a gust of wind.

However, at this time, the off-string arrow directly penetrated Zieg's body, and the powerful force nailed him to the ground like a rag doll.

Atalanta left the spot without looking back.

Astolfo, who was fully focused on Zieg, quickly jumped off the eagle, and ran towards Zieg with an anxious expression: "Hello?! Cheer up! Zieg!"

"Cough..." Zig, who was lifted up, looked down at his body in excruciating pain, and the arrow pierced through his abdomen.

Although the arrow was not mixed with magic power, Ziggy was still twisted into pieces.

will i die?

The weak Ziggy felt the warm blood that continued his life was flowing under his body little by little, soaking the fabric of his clothes, making him gradually feel cold.

Death embraced him again.

He obviously doesn't want to die yet, he's about to leave here, and he hasn't thanked Saber yet.

"There's still something I want to do... just like this expression."

In the gradually dimming world, someone's voice seemed to sound, very strange but somehow it seemed as if it had been heard somewhere.

The blurry eyes raised slightly, and a blond man in silver-blue armor was standing in front of him. He couldn't see his expression clearly with the moonlight behind his back, but he could feel that the other party's sight seemed to reach the soul.

"...Do you want to save those man-made humans? With such weak strength, there is nothing to protect..."

power...?

Intermittent voices came into his ears, and Ziggy felt that his left hand seemed to have a distinct burning sensation, and then he lost consciousness.

……

Facts have proved that it is not as simple as imagined to prevent the fastest heroic spirit among humans from leaving.

After Atalanta left, Achilles did not hesitate to summon his own treasure, the Undead Chariot of the Stormy Waves, and left here.

Seeing the figure going away like a comet in the night, Joyas turned around and waved his hands in the direction of the castle, before rushing in the direction of Astolfo.

The momentum just now was like a gas explosion, and he easily reached Zig's side.

Because the pursued enemy has left, Frankenstein has also left.

Unsurprisingly, Joyas saw the weak artificial man lying in a pool of blood.

Why can't it be unexpected...

Joyas complained to himself secretly in his heart.

When Astolfo discovered Joyas' arrival, he immediately looked at him expectantly: "Saber! Do you have a solution? Zieg, hurry up..."

"You're dying, right?" Joyas interrupted Astolfo's words, and then calmly looked at Chigurh who was being hugged by him: "Obviously there are still things I want to do... like this painting expression."

Joyas knew that this was an expression of longing for life, and it was an expression of extreme unwillingness.

He is also a person struggling for existence, so he knows what a familiar expression is on the face of the dying Chigurh.

The artificial man seems to have heard Joyas' voice, and the eyes under the moonlight have gradually dimmed.

It is also clear that Chigurh’s wish is to save other artificial humans. Joyas, who has not died yet, sighed and shook his head: "Does this guy really want to save those artificial humans? With such weak strength, he can't do anything." Protect."

"Saber! Don't say such sarcastic remarks! Hurry up and save Chigurh!" Astolfo looked anxious, and he could already see the life of Chigurh in his arms like a dying candle in the wind.

Excluding other factors, Joyas doesn't hate Zieg so much.

But if he wants to save Chigurh now, the only way is to stuff Avalon in directly, after all, he doesn't know any healing magic to bring the dead back to life.