I am Honkai!

Is it the Red Archer Atalanta?With her appearance, she must have met His Majesty Mian.Seeing the situation of the huntress, everyone in the 'black' party headed by Vlad definitely thought of it.

"Ah! My second appearance, this time. I will be the protagonist!"

And at this moment, accompanied by Shakespeare's unique cadence, his figure reappeared in the aggregation of magic particles.

"Hmph, you guys who don't have it really have a cheating skill..." Seeing Shakespeare alive and kicking again, Semiramis snorted softly and said with disgust.

Shakespeare's inherent skill, self-preservation: B

He has no ability to fight at all. On the contrary, as long as the Master is safe, he can escape almost all crises.

"Ah, Empress of Assyria, I am so sad..."

I don't know if Black's servants are too decent or what, but they all look at it like this...

The black Lancer Vlad is probably confident in his own strength, and he is really waiting for a battle that can be evenly matched. As for the black Archer Chiron, he saw his acquaintance Atalanta and heard the Achilles in her mouth. Lucy, who is remembering and thinking at this time, will not take advantage of others.

As for the black Saber Siegfried and the black Berserker Frankenstein, they basically obey orders and basically won't take the initiative to attack.

"It seems that your plan has failed. Then, due to the recall of the master's command spell, the task on Ruler is automatically invalidated. Now give priority to repelling the intruders!"

Ignoring Shakespeare's trickery, the red Lancer Karna swiped his golden gun lightly, walked up to everyone on the black side, and said without looking back.

Hearing this, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who was healing Atalanta, smiled wryly, and it was indeed a failure. Based on time estimates, Karna should have fought Ruler, but he was called back again.

......

A few minutes ago, on the highway leading to the town center of Tulifas.

Since it was already late at night, and Tulifas was a small town with a population of only about [-], there were almost no vehicles passing by on the expressway.

Under the silent night sky, a lone pickup truck is driving on the highway, with sparse lights and roaring engine sound, it has a sense of sight of a lonely traveler.

At this time, a beautiful girl was squatting in the rear cargo box of the pickup.

The long golden hair is braided behind the head, the blue eyes are clear and peaceful, the upper body is a black uniform, white shirt, black tie, and the lower body is black shorts with black stockings. It should look like a student.

The cold wind was howling, and the girl was sitting in the cargo box of the pickup without any windshield in thin clothes like this, making people worry that her body would not be able to bear it.

However, the girl seemed not to be affected by the cold wind at all, except for the heavy thoughts between her brows.

"Leetia, I'm sorry, I temporarily borrowed your body...and brought you from France to such a strange place, especially after spending so much money on you..." the girl called out The name of the person who owns the body.

Because the Holy Grail War was too abnormal this time, Joan of Arc, who was a Ruler, was summoned by the Great Holy Grail. I don't know why, as if to guard against something, Joan had to use the form of attaching to the body of others exist.

In terms of personality, it is not so much multiple personalities as it is the merger of Ruler Joan of Arc and the French student girl Letitia. Although the Great Holy Grail gave her the knowledge necessary to live in this world, she also has most of the memory.

In this way, in response to the call of the Great Holy Grail, Joan of Arc packed up and saluted overnight, and embarked on a journey to Romania, where the Holy Grail War took place.

Due to the special way of existence of Joan of Arc, she was unable to transform into a spirit body. There was no way. In order to quickly rush to Romania, the battleground of the Holy Grail War, according to the modern knowledge given by the Great Holy Grail and Letitia, Joan of Arc chose the modern knowledge of the aircraft. vehicle.

Then Joan paid for it at her own expense, uh... well, to be precise, she used Leticia's money...

Joan of Arc, who spent most of her life as a country girl in the French countryside, did not have the golden rule of Selene and Gilgamesh, and she couldn't grab it!no way!She is poor! !

I took the night bus to the airport, bought a ticket to Romania, and finally arrived in Romania after a tiring journey. Finally, with the help of a kind uncle, she was lucky enough to get a ride and finally came to Tulifa. Sri Lanka's territory.

Not to mention it's okay, when it comes to money, Joan of Arc suddenly showed a somewhat tangled look on her face, "Woooo... Leticia is really sorry, I have almost spent all your savings... .”

The owner of her body, Letitia, is just a student girl from the countryside. Although she is not considered poor, she is by no means rich. In addition, air tickets are really expensive in this era, especially this kind that spans more than half of the world. Airfare to Europe.

This kind of thing that seems to be stealing other people's money made a simple and honest girl like Joan feel that her conscience was condemned.

If it really doesn't work... then go to the Holy Church and the Magic Association for reimbursement, Joan thought helplessly, this is called a penny stumping a hero...

Suddenly, as if she had sensed something, Joan raised her head, her expression frightened, and she cast her eyes on the road sign shrouded in the night.

After realizing something, Joan immediately got up from the back of the pickup with the cargo box, and said to the kind uncle who was kind enough to give her a lift, "It's dangerous here, please go back first."

"Huh? How can this work... How can a young girl like you be allowed to walk this night by herself."

The kind-hearted uncle was obviously worried about her walking alone at night, but after Joan of Arc used the ability to hypnotize, the uncle still put Joan of Arc down and left.

It wasn't until the pickup truck drove a certain distance that Jean pulled the suitcase before turning around and looking at a road sign not far away.

"Are you the Servant Ruler?"

At this moment, a white-haired servant wearing dazzling close-fitting gold armor and holding a golden spear was sitting on top of the road sign, looking coldly at the girl below.

"Be aware."

After making an announcement without emotion.

The golden follower suddenly raised the golden steel gun in his hand. With a dazzling flame, like a rocket jet, he swooped down from above the road sign in an instant. Come.

Boom-!

Just in an instant, a shot fell, the earth cracked and sank instantly, gravel splashed out, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

At this moment, if you look down from a high altitude with a wide range and precision, the church on the hill in the suburbs of Sighişoara, the forest area in the outskirts of Tulifas, and the highway leading to the town center of Tulifas resound almost simultaneously. There was a violent explosion.

And the other side.

boom!boom!boom!

How could Selene, who knew the effect of Spartacus' roar skill, bombard her with an energy attack?

"Hmm! Ah! Ah~! Oh~! Oh~!! Oppressor!" In front of Selene, a scene full of wrestling philosophy was staged impressively.

Spartacus's tall body was tightly locked by the even taller golden armored guards, and was pressed under him.

At the request of the black Caster Avisbron, Selene immediately ordered the imperial army to capture the red Berserker Spartacus alive, so the imperial army did not use weapons, but bare hands.

It is true that Selene's own hands are indeed more efficient, but seeing Spartacus's'pure' smile, and hearing his moans full of pleasure||sensation when he was beaten.

Selene thinks it's better to forget it... She is not Estes, and she has no hobby in this regard!

After seeing Selene's figure, a 'comfortable' smile appeared on Spartacus' face, and his struggle became more and more violent.

"Ah~, I can feel you! The breath of the oppressor! The oppressor who plays with human ||| and the life of the beast. You give me a good look. I, Spartacus, will definitely give you a fatal blow !!!”

"To shut up!"

"presumptuous!"

Click!Boom!boom!

In an instant, Spartacus' words provoked even more violent beatings from the guards!

Within a few breaths, Spartacus's limbs were removed, his head was hit with dozens of heavy punches, the restraint belt was directly broken, his eyes rolled up, his consciousness was shattered, and his body fell limp down.

"Well, the capture is successful in this way, and Caster is handed over to you." Finally, Selene signaled to the imperial guards to bring him over.

"clear."

Avisbron, whose whole body was hidden under the striped robe, stepped forward to prepare for the master change procedure of the red Berserker Spartacus.

"I've been watching it for a long time, come out, two little mice."

"Oh oh oh, this beautiful elder sister has a very keen sense, she can even sense me..." in a very frivolous tone.

"Elder Sister..." Turning around, Selene couldn't help but crack the corners of her mouth, and smiled 'kindly'.

Boom-! ! !

"puff--!"

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Chapter 260: Black Abyss and White Flowers Pulling the Anchor!

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In the forest area near the fortress of Mirenia City, a figure as swift as an elf leaped between the branches and shuttled through the dense forest.

Its nimble and sophisticated agility is not possessed by another young man in bright silver Greek-style armor next to him.

The girl's eyes were as sharp as those of a wild beast, and her long grass-green hair was stretched casually. Although it was not as smooth as a nobleman's, it matched that wild face very well.

Combined with her ears and tail, which exude a certain charm, she is a beautiful humanoid beast.

That's right, she is the Red Archer, Atalanta, summoned by the 'red' side of the Romanian Holy Grail War.In Greek mythology, there is a famous huntress who is famous for being the first to shoot an arrow when fighting against Calydon's wild boar.

Holding a longbow, Atalanta, wearing beautiful emerald green clothes and black over-the-knee boots, stopped on a thick branch, narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared at a large piece of forest ruins that had been destroyed by a giant gladiatorial battle in the distance.

"Rider, do you think it's necessary to give up Berserker?"

Atalanta's voice was indescribably dignified. In her sight, Berserker Spartacus, who was originally the tallest among their red servants and had the strongest pure physical strength, was suppressed in hand-to-hand combat!

Berserker's figure of more than two meters shrunk a few times in front of these golden-armored giants who were at least three meters tall.

With just one encounter, the Roman dagger in Berserker's hand was knocked down, and the joints of his thick limbs were firmly locked.

boom!boom!Boom!Boom!

Under the heavy fists of several golden-armored giants swinging like a storm, Berserker's muscles were like hammered iron ingots, making a dull metal roar.

Although there is no obvious damage caused by bleeding after cutting with a sharp blade, Atalanta is not a chick who has never seen blood. She has been hunting wild beasts all year round, and she knows that their red Berserker has been deeply injured. Look, its ribs have been broken.

Click!Boom!

With his keen sense of hearing, the red Berserker's thick arms, which were as thick as a crocodile's body, were broken directly, and the knee joints of his legs, which were as strong as a mammoth's hind legs, were directly crushed by the golden armored giant.

Seeing this, Atalanta closed her eyes, "Rider, now we can only ignore Berserker... What do you think?"

"Hmm... Big sister, let me tell you, I think it's strange that you can save Berserker. You are a Berserker-class berserker, so there's no reason to speak of it. You're just an abandoned son of the Masters."

Atalanta then looked across to her, a young man with a hearty smile was standing on the opposite branch.

Leaning on the tree trunk, the young man with a pitch-black spear is a handsome man, but he is different from the white horse knight popular among the nobles, on the contrary, he has a ruffian air.

The young man has yellow-green hair, his eyes are as sharp as a bird of prey, and although his strong body is lean, he does not feel immature.

"Huh... how many times have I said it, Achilles. My name is Atalanta, don't call me big sister, and, this is not the Greek period, it's the Holy Grail War, please be serious to me, Please call me Archer during this period!"

"Hahaha, it's just a kind of intimate address, don't worry about it, big sister." Stretching out his foot and hooking his gun, Achilles looked at Berserker, who had been captured by the enemy, and said with a relaxed smile.

With a helpless sigh, Atalanta also looked towards the forest ruins where the fight had ended. At this time, the two servants of the black side had appeared, and judging from their body language, they were divided into superior and inferior.

The one in the navy blue robe and the golden mask should be the Black Caster. As for the tall woman in the silver-white battle armor next to him, Atalanta was a little uncertain about her class.

"Rider, the enemy has two servants, whether to attack or retreat." This is the enemy's territory, and Atalanta is still very cautious.

"Of course it's an offense. I'm really underestimated. A fragile magician and a womanizer...Ahahaha, of course it doesn't include you, big sister."

Haha under Atalante's cold gaze, Achilles leaned his battle gun across his shoulder and was about to jump off.

Suddenly, "I've been watching for a long time, come out, two little mice."

Hearing this cold, wind-chime-like female voice, Achilles, who usually only loves victory and beautiful smiles, would not be discouraged.

Slowly walking out of the hidden forest area, he responded frivolously and dissolutely: "Oh, oh, this beautiful elder sister, she has a very keen sense, and she can actually sense me..."

"..." This frivolous tone seemed to Selene to be teasing herself.

All of a sudden, Selene fell into a brief silence. It had been many years, and it seemed that no one had dared to tease her, "This big sister..." Turning around, Selene couldn't help but cracked the corners of her mouth and laughed.

The next moment, hum——! !

The peaceful aura on Selene's body changed in vain, ferocious, brutal, and Khorne!

The violent purple-red magic power exploded, and waves of vigor shook the air, producing waves of frightening air.

Whoa!

Circles of air waves spread out like a real storm, and sawdust flew!

"Strong nuclear force, instant!"

Amidst the cold drink, as Selene clasped her hands together, the purple-red light exploded, and the dazzling light dispelled the endless night, illuminating the entire forest area as bright as day.

Sensing the violently fluctuating magic particles, Achilles' smug smile froze, and he rushed to Atalanta the moment the shock wave poured out, "Be careful, sister!"

Boom-! ! !

"puff--!"

Just for a moment, staying in Achilles' arms, feeling the hot liquid dripping on her cheeks, Atalanta didn't resist this time, because she knew that if it wasn't for Achilles' desperate protection, she would only have The durability of the E grade can't withstand this kind of attack at all.