Hellish Affairs

"...Avalon."

"boom!!!"

The Utopia, which was left alone in the world, was liberated at this moment, blocking Achilles' inevitable blow, unable to move forward and touch the safe and sound Joyas Pendragon.

His long-planned attack turned out to be fruitless.

Achilles, who realized this, had not had time to back away.

A holy sword exuding golden light pierced his heart.

After blocking the attack, Joyas put away his scabbard and looked calmly at Achilles, who was pierced through the heart by himself: "The moment you finally stopped."

Chapter 248 Oh Kamasi!

The crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the fortress in the sky above the sky should be closer to the bright moon.

Yet the crescent moon far away in the sky is still out of reach, like Joyas Pendragon cut off from Avalon.

The atmosphere on the field was peaceful, only the sound of blood dripping echoed in the empty courtyard.

"Cough..." The heart, one of the weaknesses, was pierced, and blood overflowed from the corner of Achilles' mouth.

He looked at Joyas Pendragon in front of him, and laughed: "Ha, have you reached the magic realm's treasure? It's really surprising..."

Achilles couldn't break through even with a single punch, and came with the strongest protection of Avalon with the scabbard.

"You are too confident, Red Rider." Joyas looked calmly at the Red Rider in front of him: "You actually miscalculated the enemy's means because you were intoxicated in the battle, this is why you fell on the battlefield s reason."

Joyas knew that the opponent also had a god-made armor made by the forging god Hephaestus himself-a small world that surrounded the sky.

Except for the Anti-World Noble Phantasm, it is a shield that can completely defend against almost all attacks against people, armies, even anti-city and anti-country Noble Phantasms.

It can be used as an attack weapon by Achilles, who possesses the comet running technique, and advances continuously at an extremely fast speed.

While protecting yourself, you can also use this indestructible shield to crush all enemies in front of you.

However, Achilles did not use this treasure. It can only be said that he was too confident that he did not expect that he would miss.

"Maybe..." Achilles didn't deny that he was keen on galloping on the battlefield, and he could feel that his life was slowly passing by.

But so what?Could this stop him from stopping his steps?

Even during the Battle of Troy during his lifetime, Achilles was once protected by Apollo, Prince Paris of Troy, and an arrow pierced through his own vitals - the Achilles tendon.

But he still fought the enemy bravely on that battlefield until he died of exhaustion.

Achilles' left hand held the blood-stained blade that pierced through his heart, showing a bloody smile: "It hasn't ended so easily!"

As soon as the words fell, Joyas's scarlet eyes moved slightly, trying to pull out the holy sword in his hand.

But Achilles clung tightly to him.

Just when Joyas was hesitating whether to use magic power to release the sword forcibly in this situation.

A soaring cold light lifted from the bottom to the top, and the dangerous breath from the intuition made Joyas wake up in an instant.

With a serious expression, he took a step back and sideways avoided the shocking blow.

Then Joyas clenched his fist with his left hand, entwined amazing magic power, and pulled out his holy sword while repelling Achilles.

The holy sword user wiped off the remaining blood on the sword with a light wave, revealing the shining blade in the dark night.

The blood splashed on the ground quickly dissipated into light golden magic particles.

"Continue the battle?" Joyas, holding the holy sword, nodded slightly, calmly staring at the red Rider with his blood red eyes, and said, "As expected of the famous hero in Greek mythology, he must continue to fight even in the face of desperation." ?"

"Heh, it seems that you have already seen my real name?" Although there was a hole in his heart, Achilles still had a nonchalant smile on his face: "Come on, tell me your name. Black Saber!"

"Joyas... standing in front of you is Joyas Pendragon."

Joyas also knew that it was time for the final decisive battle, so he replied in a flat tone.

"Joyas Pendragon...Hmph, I remember!" The amber pupils firmly engraved the opponent's face into memory, and then Achilles grinned: "Then meet me The last treasure!"

With the sound of crisp whistles, it was as if a green comet dragging streamers fell from the Milky Way where the stars gathered all over the sky.

I saw Achilles leap skillfully, turned over and rode on the undead chariot that was as dazzling as emerald.

Despite being severely injured, Achilles' fighting spirit has reached an unprecedented height!

He could feel that he couldn't wait to ride in this world.

His broken body and blood-stained wounds can no longer hinder him in the slightest!

Achilles stared at the Black Saber with eyes burning with flames and shouted loudly:

"Xanthos! Balios! Pedasos! Come on! This is a life-threatening assault! My life is shining like a shooting star! Black Saber, welcome this blow that exceeds the speed of light! Immortal of the raging wind Chariot (Troias Tragoidia)!"

In just one breath, the green comet carrying a strong wind was like a huge speeding roller, forcibly crushing a road full of gravel on the floor of the sky garden.

On the other side, Joyas was holding the holy sword in his hand.

The gathered magic power has reached saturation and has condensed into a substantial black vortex.

The holy sword user seemed to be standing in the center of the storm, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

But Achilles could clearly see through the black magic power that the scarlet eyes of the other party were looking at him.

Raise your hand, swing your sword.

The astonishing torrent of magic power instantly devoured the comet!

The two of them were like dividing the world into two parts.

The emerald green that shines like stars and the darkness that swallows everything.

The clear stream of light filled everyone's field of vision.

I don't know how long it took, but the magic power gradually weakened.

The dazzling light disappeared, and Chigurh slowly opened his brown-red eyes.

He was surprised to find that Joyas and the Red Rider were standing under the moon, looking at each other silently, face to face.

It seemed that nothing happened just now, and neither of them suffered any harm.

Soon, however, Chigurh noticed some changes.

That is, the red Rider's body has begun to glow with a pale golden light, as if gradually dissolving in the air.

"Is it still lost..." Achilles, who had exhausted his magic power in the collision just now, showed a helpless expression.

Joyas raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a somewhat teasing tone: "Your treasure is too much a burden on the Master, and it is a blessing to be able to support it to this extent, right?"

Seeing Joyas' smile, Achilles said slightly surprised: "I thought you were a boring guy who didn't smile on the battlefield."

"If you want to blame, blame you for saying the wrong thing. I have always been a good person who treats people well." Joyas glanced at the direction where Mordred left in the distance, and the scarlet magic eyes could still feel the girl's magic power.

"Oh? Do you care about that Saber?" Achilles, whose body had begun to become transparent, also knew that the other party was looking at the red Saber, and asked with interest.

Joyas's smile froze immediately: "It's so noisy, go back to the Seat of Heroes!"

Chapter 249 The Unburned and the Sun

Atalanta and Mordred, who were chasing in the distance, also stopped and looked at the light that dyed the sky in two colors.

"Rider?" Atalanta frowned. As a hunter, she easily saw the two fighting in the distance.

It was Achilles and the black Saber.

Although she wasn't used to Red Rider's familiar attitude, she already regarded him as a comrade in arms.

Now Achilles was defeated by that hateful black Saber.

Let her bite her lip and stare closely at Joyas Pendragon holding the holy sword.

"Don't be distracted during the battle!" Mordred, wearing a helmet, suddenly appeared behind the Red Archer, and then waved the red and white sword with red lightning flashing in his hand.

Atalanta dodged the attack with a flexible roll, and opened the distance.

"Dangdangdang-"

As soon as the knight in red and white armor pulled out the long sword embedded in the ground, one side of the sword blocked the attacks of several arrows.

Mordred looked dissatisfied at Atalanta who quickly escaped from his attack: "Do you just run around?"

"Hmph." Atalanta didn't bother to argue with the other party, just snorted coldly, and then continued to keep a distance to attack Mordred.

An excellent hunter will not lose patience because of clumsy provocations, she will make the opponent feel as if she is stuck in a quagmire and cannot break free from her hands.

Unexpectedly, however, Atalanta's emerald eyes suddenly saw a petite figure quietly approaching the red Saber holding two daggers.

When Mordred saw that the red Archer, who was planning to continue attacking, stopped, he was suspicious.

Her innate intuition and rich combat experience had already made her realize that someone appeared behind her, and it was full of malice.

So Mordred's eyes flashed a cold light, and he released the magic power decisively.

Turning around like a cloud and flowing water, he raised the long sword in his hand, and then swung it down before the Black Assassin could react!

"Wait!" Atalanta didn't have time to stop.

"Ah-"

The sharp blade filled with crimson light slashed heavily on the little girl.

Although Jack the Ripper, as a follower, made an evasive action at the first time, he only avoided the vital point.

Little Jack, who was seriously injured, looked in horror at the red Saber who was holding a sharp sword. Facing the threat of death, she couldn't help backing back again and again: "No, I don't want to die, mom, help me..."

"Tsk, isn't this just a brat?" Mordred smashed his tongue, and didn't feel any extra pity for cutting him.

This is the Holy Grail War, not some housekeeping game.

If you are careless, you will die. Who knows if the other party will pull out some anti-killing treasure in the next moment?

Mordred raised the blade in his hand and said flatly: "Sorry, I won't show mercy."

"boom!"