Chapter 549: The Middle Level Sword and Snow Realm

Chapter 54: Snow Realm of Swords

A shrill whistle sounded in the sky, and three orange-red steel cones swept through the virtual image of the Paladin in a straight line, and fell straight into the sky garden.

At that moment, the empress, who was exposed to the attack range, widened her eyes in shock.

What the hell?

Why did it hit me!

With a bang.

Three "missiles" landed.

The next moment, a violent roar and fire rose in the sky garden, and the entire fortress shook slightly. In the gushing fire and sweeping air pressure, the water, the garden and the palace once again groaned in the violent ravage.

The terrifying explosion resounded through the sky, and the sweeping storm completely crushed everything on the surface into ruins. In the bombing of a treasure that was no less than A-level, countless steel fragments were waving death in all directions, and sharp sounds continued to burst out from them.

When the destruction was over, three huge depressions appeared in the middle of the courtyard. The soil that turned into lava flowed on the blackened earth, and the pungent smoke and dust spread in the wild wind.

The lava spread and stained the black and gold high heels. The owner of the shoes threw them away in disgust. After coughing, the empress covered her mouth and nose and said in a muffled voice: "Are you still alive, Saint?"

In front of her, a figure covered in dust shook his head, and finally revealed some color in the dust. A pair of amethyst-like pupils looked at the empress with resentment.

"Puff..." Looking at Joan of Arc's dusty appearance, Semiramis laughed, and called for the breeze before she got angry, finally giving the saint who was beaten honestly back to color.

"Thank you." The girl patted her clothes with lingering fear, and looked at the holy flag in her hand depressedly, "If it continues like this, it's useless for you to let me block it. It's almost reaching its limit."

The empress followed Jeanne's gaze and saw that even if it was not obvious, the flagpole was already covered with fine cracks like ice crack glaze, as if it would break from top to bottom as long as it was forced.

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Even if Jeanne can convert EX-level anti-magic power into physical defense, it is not an unreasonable thing that can withstand unlimited anti-city treasures. Every time it is used, it will accumulate damage. It is not easy to hold on from the beginning of the Holy Grail War to now.

"We originally expected it to last a long time." Jeanne touched the holy flag distressedly, "But the attack of the New Moon is not a simple magic or physical attack, but a complex one... It is very troublesome to deal with."

"Of course I understand." Semiramis's expression was also extremely solemn, "If this attack hits a few more times, the sky garden will completely collapse... But that guy still has four such missiles in front of him."

The extremely powerful destructive power that even heroes are terrified. This is the anti-city treasure that New Moon formed after combining scientific theory and great magic.

However, even in the face of such a dangerous existence——

"That paladin is still moving forward."

Looking up, above the endless starry sky, the weak but powerful knight named 'Astolfo' turned himself into a meteor.

"Let's go! Hippogriff, this is the last one!"

The girl who shouted so bravely felt her hands and feet trembling, not only that, but even her teeth were chattering in the cold wind at high altitude.

Astolfo knew that this emotion was called fear.

He was neither a great hero with courage like Siegfried and Achilles, nor a saint with reserve and pride like Jeanne d'Arc and Amakusa. He was a funny knight who only existed in adventure stories, but he had to face those deadly electromagnetic shells, like a moth that resolutely flew towards the flame.

There was no need to do this, instinct refused.

You don't need to challenge your limits at all. Even if you throw away your spear now and let your partner carry you back to the master, as long as you try to be clever and act pitiful, the gentle young lady master will forgive your mistakes, and even touch your hair and comfort you with a smile.

After all, Astolfo's life was so weak. He only became a comedy with sunshine and optimistic smiles, and even abandoned rationality. Comedy, for future generations to laugh, remember that there is such an unreliable knight who is not famous for fighting and honor.

No one thought he could defeat the dragon, and no one expected him to overcome difficulties. He is neither a child of God, nor has he killed a dragon, nor has he been a king. Although he has made considerable efforts, he has not done any arduous and strict training.

This price can only be paid with one's own weakness, which is indeed a helpless reality.

So, give up, for us, isn't this a way of survival that we have long been accustomed to?

"... No." Astolfo shook his head, as if to throw his timidity, shrinking and cowardice out of his body, and pulled the reins hard.

"Although I am weak, I have no intention of using weakness as an excuse!"

Astolfo shouted, he clearly saw the surprised expression on Shuoyue's face.

Is it because he is wondering why I am talking to myself? Or... is he surprised at my ability to get rid of mental interference?

The evaporation of rationality brought not only disadvantages to Astolfo, but also skills similar to intuition, which allowed him to quickly get rid of Shuo Yue's third method to interfere with his emotions. He no longer hesitated in his heart, and the pink-haired Saint The knight shouted, riding the eagle and rushing forward.

"emission."

The sixth cannon shot was ejected from the chamber, and the orange-red light of destruction once again filled his field of vision. Astolfo gritted his teeth and seized the opportunity to use [Dimension Jump] again, but this time, he was hiding inside the world. At that moment, he saw Shuo Yue snap his fingers, and as the iron light circulated, several coin-like props appeared in front of the young man.

"Hey, are you kidding-!"

No matter how Astolfo screamed, the moment he escaped from [Dimension Jump], several small electromagnetic cannons blasted out and hit his body hard.

"G-oooooooooooo...!"

Even with the reduced shelling, Astolfo still felt the severe pain that seemed to shatter all the bones in his body, and tears could not help but flow from the corners of his eyes.

But, it was just pain.

Astolfo looked at the golden gun in his hand. Only half of the barrel of this beloved treasure was left, so he simply threw it aside.

"Hypoglyph, can you still do it!?"

The Hippogriff answered in the affirmative, and with trust in his partner, Astolfo continued to attack. The Hippogriff seemed to sense his master's consciousness, and further accelerated while making a high-pitched neighing sound.

Four-fifths of the distance has been covered, and now the distance to Shuoyue is less than a hundred meters!

"How could I let you succeed!" Shuo Yue's eyes were like lightning, and the last three electromagnetic cannon shells roared out, "The magic power has been exhausted, Paladin, how should you hide this time!"

Shuoyue was right. The two dimensional jumps and the charge of riding the Hippogriff had exhausted the magic power of Astolfo and Master Sieg. When the android's battery system stopped responding, at this moment Ah Fu no longer has any means of evasion.

but--

"Don't forget there is me, teacher."

In the fortress of Mirenia, Sieg was half-kneeling on the ground because his magic power was exhausted, but he still raised his head and looked at the knight who was desperately facing the electromagnetic cannon shell. Feeling proud, he decisively used the second one. command spell.

"Bring me victory, Rider!"

"Oooo--!"

New power surged out from deep within his body, and Astolfo couldn't help but roar:

"Let's go! 'Phantom horse that does not exist in this world'!"

The scene inside the world once again appeared before his eyes. The elves hiding inside must be wondering why this human knight was jumping around - he felt a little funny about his thoughts. At the same time, Astolfo dodged three cannonballs again. , the black-robed figure kept enlarging, enlarging...

wrong!

Forcibly pulling back his hazy consciousness, Astolfo sounded the alarm in his heart.

Not only was he approaching Shuo Yue, he was also approaching him!

"I have never said that I am just a sandbag."

The young man whispered indifferently, the spiral sword had turned into projectiles and was loaded, and a pair of fists and blunderbuss were flowing with dazzling color under the thunder, ready to go.

The Demon Eye of Direct Death opened. Just as Shuo Yue turned on the safety and held the trigger with his finger, he suddenly frowned.

"……Um?"

In the field of vision of the magic eye, Astolfo did not see any dead line. There was only one Noble Phantasm, a Noble Phantasm that Astolfo still refused to let go of until now, shining brightly under Shuo Yue's observation. Hui!

"Could it be that?!"

When he realized the problem, it was too late. Astolfo, who was still hiding in the inner world, screamed silently and passed Shuoyue without looking back!

The young man who was in charge of Thunder Sky Tower took the initiative to leave the center. At this moment, it was time for the Paladin to counterattack!

"I never said that my target is you, Shuo Yue!"

The figure turned from blurry to clear. Ignoring the snap of fingers in the void behind him, and the sudden sharp pain inside his body, Astolfo poured the last of his strength into his arm, and put the vital piece The Noble Phantasm is thrown.

"We must bring us victory, Casseur de Logistille (Declaration of Destruction)!"

The true name was liberated in an instant, and the magic book given to the hero by the witch Rogers Tiara was shattered. The pieces of paper were flying like countless butterflies, waving their white and soft wings, pushing away the sea of ​​thunder, flying towards the core of the Thunder Sky Tower, gently And what cannot be refused wraps it up.

Time seemed to have fallen into a brief stagnation. Everyone held their breath, watching the wings as white as angels slowly but firmly stretched in the sea of ​​thunder and lightning, the demon-breaking white light and the violent golden light intertwined, and the terrifying energy storm was in the sky. Sweeping, with roar after roar, the earth burst out, the sky collapsed, and it was like hell coming back in a trance.

There seemed to be a roar coming out of the cocoon, and thousands of thunders suddenly spread. After a fleeting struggle, all sounds were lost in an instant, and pure white light lit up the dark sky. It was once impossible. The thunder that had been arrogant for a lifetime has now turned into a burning gentle rain of light. The golden light is brilliant, falling towards the earth as if it has slowed down twice, and burns up in mid-air.

At the cost of sacrificing the magic book, the top magic that is not inferior to the age of the gods, the Thunder Sky Tower, has been broken!

The sky was filled with golden meteor showers. Whether it was the servants in the sky garden or the masters of Milenia Castle, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and gaze at the magnificent and brilliant falling rain with forgetfulness, watching the union. Frankenstein's Noble Phantasm, Artoria's Wind King Barrier, and the Magic End created by the young man.

Even if they have different ideas and fight each other, the sigh of beauty that is engraved deep in people's hearts does not differentiate between good and evil.

"So beautiful..." Bathed in the golden rain, Astolfo was in a daze, trying to catch the remaining magic light with his hands, and beside him, Shuo Yue also put down his weapon, squinted his eyes slightly, and opened his arms. , enjoying the curtain call of the first scene.

But it's not over yet, heroes.

If you think this is the only method I have, you are totally wrong.

"Congratulations to everyone for successfully defeating the boss in the first stage." As everyone was immersed in the afterglow of Tianque's shattering, the young man's voice sounded again, "Then now, let us continue to fight happily."

The trigger was pulled, and the spiral bullet was shot out. The moment before it hit Astolfo's forehead, the light of the last command spell reappeared, sending the seriously injured hero back to Milenia. Amid the swaying of the black robe, Shuo Yue held a hand in his hand. The other hand held the golden orb on his chest, feeling its vibration at the same frequency as his heart.

"Run one more lap with me, Fran."

The dying giant beast was injected with the last dose of strength. Under the unbelievable eyes of everyone, the golden rain stopped abruptly. It was embraced by invisible power, restrained, tempered, and finally condensed into what it was. A thunder spear that is tens of meters long and can penetrate the entire aerial garden!

"What a mess!" The electric charge floating in the air made Joan's hair explode. She unfurled the holy flag without hesitation. At the same time, Semiramis stomped the ground hard, and the space conversion magic was activated, and she was about to fall into a hard battle. Mordred and Karna were sent to him, and then he summoned layers of chains and hurriedly created a barrier.

"Be prepared for impact! Ruler, can you do it!"

"It's okay...I can definitely do it!"

Seeing the massive Thunder Spear, Joan swallowed subconsciously and released her true name without hesitation.

"I offer my prayers here, please protect my friends, my companions——"

"Down, thunder's wrath!"

With a standard spear-throwing posture, Shuo Yue controlled the giant thunder spear and shot it out. At the same time, Joan of Arc shone with divine light, and the Lord once again favored this holy girl:

"My Lord is here (Luminosite Eternelle)!"

Like a spear of divine punishment dropped by a god, it easily penetrated Semiramis's chains and hit the saint's unyielding guardianship.

The loud sound, light and heat deprived everyone of their five senses. Just like the roar of thousands of people chanting hymns in unison, a giant upside-down golden tree grew lushly, giving birth to the shape of disaster, heading towards The earth sows the seeds of death.

Countless firelights rose violently above the courtyard, spasming like angry palms, reaching out to grab the surroundings. The destruction, which lasted so long that people thought they were dead, finally reached its climax and began to slowly converge.

At this time, the sound of the crumbling holy flag became extremely clear. Even though there was a distressed look in Jeanne's eyes, she still did not let go of her defense, because she knew that if she retreated, her comrades behind her would be exposed. Faced with the threat of death.

However, danger never gives people a chance to breathe. After the baptism of the Thunder Spear, the young man's declaration with pride and fighting spirit resounded above the ruined garden.

"Declaration——"

There was light in the dark night, and snow drifted in the scattered wind.

In the chanting of the youth, the miracle took on a beautiful shape.

"I exist here!"

Passing through the bizarre psychological tunnel is the Snow Country.

Following the golden sea of ​​thunder, the black and red servants ushered in the pure white snow city, and the young man named Shuo Yue was the absolute ruler and the only sun here.

The inherent barrier unfolds!