I am Honkai!

Knowing that it was his frivolous tone and rude words that angered the opposite god, Achilles cursed secretly, why can't I change my mouth... It was like this before I was alive, Cheng Yingling still made such a mistake...

"...well, be careful yourself..."

Nodding, Atalanta hasn't finished speaking yet, swish!

Boom!

"Want to go? It's not that easy!"

Accompanied by this cold and arrogant female voice, a silver-white figure came from behind surrounded by a strong wind pressure.

Damn it, didn't that woman just stay where she was?Doppelgänger or blindfold? !

My stance is aimed straight ahead, although I can't counterattack the attack coming from the side and rear, but it is not difficult to dodge it with the A-level Noble Phantasm for myself: Comet Run.

However, Selene was sure that Atalanta was there, and Achilles didn't dare to bet, let alone avoid it!

In an instant, the figure of Selene holding a lance appeared behind Atalanta!

"Miss!"

Clang!

Aiming at the red Archer Atalanta whose body didn't react in time, Selene blasted out with a shot. In an instant, the air exploded, and the huge explosive force exploded the surrounding air, causing a violent explosion under the surging airflow. The explosive sound easily broke through the sound barrier.

Achilles, you hide, Atalanta dies, I guess you will choose to resist.

The tip of the spear with the power of "withering" and "disintegration" stabbed at Atalanta's chest without hesitation at a speed far exceeding the speed of sound, amidst deafening roars.

Swish!

The holy gun pierced through, and blood splattered everywhere!

Stopping her figure, Selene turned her head, well, if the feeling just now was correct, she stabbed two bodies.

"Achilles, this is the most stupid choice..." Turning around slowly, before Selene's eyes, Achilles and Atalanta fell to the side of the gully created by the penetration.

Atalanta is okay, only a broken arm, but Achilles' condition is particularly serious, most of his left shoulder disappeared directly, and the dark purple "withering" force on it continued to disintegrate his unfading flower-like body. Body.

Looking at her with one arm propped up like a little wild cat, staring at her

"Ahem... Sure enough, you are a heroic spirit downgraded from the gods. My blessed body has no reduction effect against your attacks..."

"As for the choice, this is my choice, Goddess, don't worry about it..." Achilles, whose lungs were pierced through, groaned in pain, "...It's just a fatal injury, it's still Not to die."

After a good beating, Selene's anger has long since dissipated. Except for some aspects, as far as Achilles is concerned, he doesn't feel bad to her. Although killing must be done, but accompanying him It's okay for you to nag a few words.

"Hmph, stubborn... Then, I've had enough, Achilles, Atalanta, the game is over..."

"Ahem, hiss... I really lost this time." Frowning tightly, Achilles covered the huge wound that could not be healed with one hand, barely supported his body, and stood up with some hunches, his face There was even a very faint smile.

"Although I really want to continue fighting with you, my Master doesn't seem to want me to die yet... I'm sorry, it seems that the life-and-death battle will not be decided until the next time."

And while Achilles was saying this, his body also became transparent amidst a sudden fluctuation in space...

"Oh, you think so, then you can stay with me—"

"—Collapse Dimension!"

Snapped!

With Selene snapping her fingers with a strange smile, the purple-red light under her feet gradually expanded, and the whole ground began to squirm ominously, and magical tentacles like octopus tentacles entangled towards the two of them.

"You know, even if your master uses the transfer command spell, I can stop you forcibly."

Seeing this, Achilles suddenly changed color, and kicked Atalanta away with the last bit of strength left in his body, "Eldest sister, take my last blessing and go to realize your wish!"

"No! Don't! Achilles!!"

hum!

At the moment when she escaped from the tentacles of Selene's collapsed dimension, Atalanta disappeared instantly in midair, as if the second transfer command spell was issued.

The damage to the spiritual core, the exhaustion of the body and mind, the incompleteness of the spirit body, coupled with the constant torment and devouring magic power of the "withering" force, was as strong as Achilles and couldn't bear it anymore, so he fell directly on the purple-red In 'Tentacles'.

"Well, it's just a third-rate archer, so it's fine if you lose it... But, you, the Greek demigod Achilles, I suddenly thought of an interesting experiment..."

"My little white mouse..."

Could it be that he wants to control me to help her fight, big sister... With a trace of remorse, Achilles' eyes darkened, and then he fell into darkness.

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Chapter 270 Zig?he's gone, i said

Gudong~gudong~

"..."

Wriggling as if transformed into magic particles, the incomplete body of the 'Red' Rider Achilles was entwined by the magical 'tentacles' protruding from the Noble Phantasm: Collapsing Dimension, and slowly sank into the purple-red ocean'.

Until the remnant of Achilles and this magical 'ocean' completely disappeared.

"... Chigurh."

Selene looked at the exposed desolate and broken land, and said a word that seemed to be a person's name very abruptly and illogically.

"Zig...Is it our Saber dragon slayer Siegfried...Your Majesty, what's the matter with him...or is there something wrong with Grand Duke Vlad's surprise attack?"

At this time, seeing that the attacking followers from the red side had been repulsed, Caster Avisbron of 'Black' walked slowly to Selene, bent down and asked respectfully.

"Huh? Ah...well, their master used the command spell to recall the heroic spirits. I made a slight mistake. Although the red Rider Achilles was captured by me, the red Archer Atalanta has already been captured." Called back."

"It's a pity that the Red Archer escaped because of the Command Spell of Recall from its master..."

Hearing this, Avisbron sighed regretfully, but his regret was not because he was afraid of Atalanta's strength, but purely because of obsessive-compulsive disorder patients and perfectionists.

Tsk, alas... I missed one, it's uncomfortable, this operation is almost perfect.

Although it was not his own credit, let alone his own hands, it is still a pity for Avis Bron.

Now their black side has Rider Selene, Lancer Vlad, Saber Siegfried, and even Avis Bron, who has no hesitation in his confidence in victory.

The only doubt now is who will own the last Great Holy Grail. He doesn’t care anyway. His desire to respond to the summoning is to fulfill his inevitable wish and imitate the original human (Adam). Noble Phantasm: Crown of Wisdom Light!

"There is no need to regret, there are opportunities to kill the red side one by one... That big guy at the bottom of the lake will also activate."

Selene gently waved the black abyss and white flower in her hand, 'buzzing', and the huge black and white holy spear turned into dazzling magic particles and disappeared.

"Now...the attack on the fortress of Mirenia City, which the three heroic spirits of the red team were in charge of attacking, failed, so the red Lancer Karna who went to 'contact' the Ruler should also be recalled."

Waving her hands, Selene turned around and continued, "Now, four vs. four, maybe even five vs. four. Grand Duke Vlad's numerical advantage has been broken. The raid should be over..."

"...Unless Grand Duke Vlad is willing to fight a storm."

After a moment of silence, Avis Bron nodded, "Your Majesty, do you need to go down and inform Danic to recall Grand Duke Vlad and the others? After all, we have completely gained the upper hand."

Selene shook her head, "No, there is no need to give any unnecessary orders. Whether to fight or retreat is up to Grand Duke Vlad and the others to decide."

"I know..."

As he spoke, Avis Bron pointed to the 'red' Berserker Spartacus held behind him by the Golden Armored Guards, "The enemy's 'red' Berserker Spartacus has been captured, Your Majesty, how deal with."

"You can dispose of that crazy guy as you like, but the Red Rider Achilles wants it, and there is an experiment... Oh, by the way, does the furnace core you have been looking for recently have any clues? Does it need anything special? "

This question, Selene said, she was quite interested, and it was for this reason that she temporarily hung Achilles' life.

That Zieg... oh no, does he still have a chance to get this name or is it another way, Selene will not give him the chance to get Siegfried's heart (spiritual core) now.

But correspondingly, Selene believed that he was able to survive Siegfried's heart after his own heart was damaged, and after various chances and coincidences later, he actually reproduced Siegfried's ability treasure...

Selene couldn't help but want to explore the mystery of this.

It doesn't matter if you fail, but success... no, no, even a semi-successful defective product is beneficial to Selene.

"Your Majesty, it's like this..."

Hearing Selene's question, although Avis Bron was a little surprised why His Majesty the God King was curious about the golem technology, he patiently explained his needs for treasures and his recent work in artificial intelligence. Workshop's harvest.

In a word, it is the work that Avis Bron has pursued all his life. The activation of Noble Phantasm: Crown of Wisdom requires a magical heart to drive it, and artificial human is obviously a very suitable material.

"Furnace Heart, do you need a special artificial human to act as the magic heart of the Noble Phantasm?" After Avis Bron's complete explanation, Selene knew the consultant.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I have discovered a special man-made man. His magic power is excellent even among the man-made man that specializes in supplying magic power, and his brain is more active than other man-made man. abnormal..."

...

"Before, I have used many artificial humans to experiment, but they all failed. Maybe they don't have self-awareness. The artificial human who seems to have awakened self-awareness may be able to activate it."

As expected of the opportunity to fulfill his lifelong wish, Avisbron saw that Selene was interested in participating, and immediately began to talk endlessly.

No way, the profession of puppeteer is only available in the late stage. Compared with most of the historical heroes of Mangzi, there is really no topic.

And the gods... except for a few, most of them are the incarnation of some kind of natural phenomenon of law, magic...even magic, don't they just clap their hands and shout whatever they want?Let them work out the details, or forget it.

Avis Bron didn't ask Selene for help before, because it was obvious that she was the type who slapped her hands and shouted whatever. Even if she was downgraded because of the servant, she probably wasn't interested in magic and golems. You still don't want to be boring yourself.

But seeing that Selene is interested now, how could Avisbron not grasp it. After all, he is not sure whether the artificial man will be effective, but the probability is higher.

Soon, Avisbron spoke out in detail about the guesses and all the knowledge about being suitable for the hearth.

Some of the ancient professional puppeteer terms even made Selene stunned, but...no problem!Because Selene has the emperor's privilege of EX rank!

"I'm a little bit interested." Selene understood after hearing this, but if this matter is to be done, it still needs to be investigated on the spot.

"Avis Bron, let's go, artificial workshop... Maybe I can make a furnace core."

After listening to all the principles, and through the knowledge of puppeteers temporarily mastered by the emperor's privilege, Selene can pat her chest and say that it's really not her bragging. Bad crystallization, she is familiar with it!

"Your Majesty, thank you very much!"

......

On the other side, Sighisoara, the church on the hill.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Now the followers of the red and black sides have become one pot of porridge.

The red Caster Shakespeare keeps teasing the black Berserker Frankenstein, while using the Noble Phantasm: The moment of the show has come, and there should be thunderous applause to temporarily delay it.

Relying on the A-level inherent skill magic power, he endows allies and masters with powerful concept enhancements. Although his own strength is basically nothing, under the self-protection ability that can be called a shit-stirring stick, he is constantly disgusting and black. .

boom!

Accompanied by the rumbling muffled thunder, a gust of violent wind blew past, almost just blinking, and the two figures, one blue and one red, instantly disappeared in place.

"Saber, the master and servant, would choose to come back to help us, I really didn't expect..."

The red Assassin Semiramis murmured as the poisonous mist and fish-scale magical protective spells composed of multiple hexagons blocked the attacks of the gray-armored giants.

"Don't say that, although it's not under our control, it's good news that Saber is willing to support us, isn't it?"

Kneeling down to heal the wounds of the Red Archer Atalanta, who had escaped by chance, Shiro Amakusa said without turning his head.

"Hmph...I don't think so, maybe this little girl came back crying and calling for help after being violently beaten by black followers. The blind cat just happened to catch up with this battle..."

Semiramis said venomously, for some reason, she always felt that she would run afoul of a girl like Saber.

Suddenly, fireworks splashed, bang!boom!boom!boom!

This guy is still slippery... Staring at the protective spell with cracks in front of his eyes, Semirasmi thought a little annoyed.

In a very short period of time, a single-point arrow with four stars in succession, really deserves to be the famous great sage in Greek mythology, the teacher of all heroes... just too timid.

This black Archer has been hiding since he exposed the venom of the hydra Hydra himself, like a central sentry tower, while supporting the allies who are fighting everywhere, while looking for opportunities to kill himself.

"It's really a stalemate... I hope Black will not have reinforcements coming, otherwise... Master, we really have to retreat... No, it should be necessary to retreat now..."

As he said that, Semiramis looked beyond the intertwined flames and dense wooden piles, as if the red and black Lancers were fighting like demolition and plowing.

On the other side, the momentum of the red and black Sabers fighting is equally terrifying. Due to the increasing distance, the speed of the two people is too fast. As a result, at such a distance, Semiramis can only capture the remnants left after their collision. film.

The two fuzzy figures quickly moved away and then collided, setting off piece after piece of land.

"Ah...ahhh!!" Who is scolding Lao Tzu? !During the fierce battle, Mordred suddenly sneezed and thought secretly.

But in the next moment, Mordred immediately put it behind him. The battle he is currently experiencing is the real battle. What was the previous battle in Tulipas city like?

Isn't it just abuse (golems, artificial humans, Astartes warriors) and being... er, ahem, anyway, how could the previous battle reflect the true strength of her sole orthodox heir to the King of Knights? !