Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"My Noble Phantasm is more than the chariot that will speak slanderous words when I am in danger. It is too early for me to admit defeat now."

Pure brute force.

Without the chariot, Achilles is in a difficult situation now. Although "The Runner of the Comet" was fast enough, it couldn't be faster than light. As long as Saber released his Noble Phantasm again, the great hero Bacheng would have to retire.

But anyway, Achilles has his own glory as a hero, and it is impossible for him to show weakness in front of the enemy no matter what.

Just as Rider wasted time thinking about his battle strategy, Achilles' eyes widened in shock at the wave from afar.

"Master..."

Twice in a row, without pause, the Command Spell was transformed into magic power and filled Achilles' empty body.

Rider's Master noticed the dilemma of his Servant.

As Achilles had judged, the Master who understood what warrior glory was without hesitation, used up all the Command Spells at this critical moment.

——In order to support Achilles in the battle.

"It's a lucky thing to be summoned by you..." Achilles whispered to himself.

Feeling the change in Rider's breath, Saber couldn't help but bring up the spirit that he had just relaxed a little bit.

If the Rider just now was a battle-hardened veteran, then the eyes of the current Achilles will undoubtedly be closer to those of another Servant class.

--Berserker.

Don't think about the consequences, don't think about life, throw everything away, just to defeat the opponent, just to show the highest glory that you have.

"My lovely Master is not bad, Saber. It seems that you are not the only one who has drawn good cards in this Holy Grail War."

Achilles arched his body, and he stepped on the hard ground in a running posture.

"The next blow will be Achilles' final trump card. Look well, Eternal King of Britain, if you can take it and defeat me with your holy sword, then it will be your victory."

The Meteor Gun was abandoned.

From the hand of Achilles, a generous round shield took the place of the original weapon.

This shield is exactly what the mother goddess Thetis pleaded with the god of fire Hephaestus to make for him because of pity for Achilles who lost his armor.

In the famous "Iliad", there is a legendary shield recorded in more than a hundred lines of text.

Carved on the shield are the canopy, the earth, and the sky; the sun, the moon, and the stars; gods, nations, and men; soldiers, thieves, and sacrifices; songs, life, and death.And the endless sea surrounding it.

That is all about the world in which the hero sings life, the world itself.

- Bang!

The dirt was lifted by the recoil of Achilles' start.

No longer stingy with his magic power, the great hero galloped at the speed that once traversed the battlefields of Troy.

Leap high.

"—Achilles Cosmos (a small world that surrounds the sky)!"

In the sky, Achilles roared with all his strength, unfolding his biggest and strongest trump card.

In an instant, the world engraved on the shield began to activate and suddenly swelled.

A tiny world unfolds in front of the shield, re-constructing space and time.

The treasure shield that perfectly resisted the tsunami of Rope was held up by Achilles in his hand, like dropping a boulder, dragging the whole small world and smashing it towards Saber.

Chariots, tall buildings, mountains, everything in the world can't compare to the weight of a world.

"!"

Saber also seemed to be shocked by such an attack.

Before the battle, she imagined a lot of possibilities for this Noble Phantasm, including Achilles deploying his shield to protect him and then dashing in with his chariot. The only thing she didn't expect was that Rider would unfold the Noble Phantasm directly and smash it over with his weight.

However, there is no time to think about-

All she can do is wield the single strongest trick.That's all.

"Ex-calibur (Sword of Promised Victory)!!"

The light of the holy sword collided with the world.

But unlike the battle with the chariot, this time, Saber, who was emitting light, was forced to take a step back.

The "Small World Surrounding the Heavens" ate all the attacks of the "Sword of Promised Victory".Light is raging in the small world, but it can't overflow half a point, hurting Achilles behind the shield.

Do not--

Saber gritted his teeth, ignoring the screaming of the bones in both hands, and took a strong step forward, and the magic power poured into the holy sword in his hand even more intensely.

Space and energy are equal, and when energy reaches a level that a space cannot bear, the space ceases to exist.

This is also the only way Saber can deal with the Noble Phantasm of Achilles.

Light, more turbulent bloom out.

The holy sword forged by the planet, driven by Saber's full strength and even overdraft, is continuously excavating its power. The huge energy is like reclaiming the sea, pouring into Achilles' Noble Phantasm.

Rarely, even Rope began to feel that the magic power was "extracted in large quantities", which was enough to see the huge amount of magic power consumed by Artoria.