Chapter 225 Battle in the Imperial Capital

"I see. No wonder there is always a feeling of being followed along the way."

Estes didn't feel nervous about being surrounded at all. Instead, he looked at Shen He and the others, and suddenly said:

"Hey, you guys, I don't care who you are, where you come from, and what purpose you have, do you want to be my subordinates?"

"Uh." Shen He was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect that Esdes would make such a request, but this queen who shook S was very kind to her own people.

It seems that approaching as a subordinate first is also a good choice.

However, the spirits of the Knights of the Round Table would not give him time to think about it.

In the last second, they just released magic power to confront each other, and in the next second, all the heroic spirits of the round table knights launched powerful slashes at their respective targets at the same time.

At this moment, Estes changed his face slightly.

She originally thought that these people hiding in the shadows were just some kind of miscellaneous soldiers made by Teigu, but the offensives of these people revealed their tried-and-tested skills and indomitable aura. It can be said that each of them is an opponent worth looking at .

Moko Botmo!

The azure light enveloped the entire world in an instant, the air, the picture, and even the crumbling palace that was impacted by the momentum, all fell into absolute stillness.

Esdeath suddenly came up with his own trick at the first time.

The time-space freezing secret technique that can only be activated once a day.

"You guys are proud enough to push me to this point."

Estes pulled out his rapier, and his figure flickered quickly in the frozen space, sweeping across the bodies of every knight of the round table, and then went straight to Artoria next to the throne.

sulfuric acid--!

The sound of metal clashing.

King Arthur, who was supposed to be frozen in time and space, blocked the blow with the sharp sword in his hand.

How can it be!

Esdeth's pupils shrank suddenly, and when she and the other party looked at each other without a trace of emotion, a sense of crisis suddenly surged up in a trance.

Hunters are hunters because they are powerful.

So Estes has always been a hunter, and that never changes.

until now.

The azure light faded slowly, and time resumed its flow again. The fierce slash of the Knights of the Round Table did not fade even a little bit, and the entire luxurious hall collapsed in this offensive.

Saiki Kusuo had teleported away with Shen He and others at that moment.

At this moment, in the ash layer stirred up by the ruins, Esdeth jumped and flew out on the icicle.

There was no longer a calm smile on his face, replaced by cold eyes full of murderous intent.

Only the strong are qualified to survive.

This is the idea that Estes believes in.

So if you are not strong enough, you should die in the fight.

"It seems that you don't have the ability to make me a subordinate."

Shen He took a few steps forward, and stepped directly into the encirclement circle of the Knights of the Round Table. He turned his back to Estes and raised his head to look directly at Artoria in the ruins.

Judging by her standing posture, she should have protected the little emperor when the palace collapsed.

Estes glanced slightly at the back in front of her. She didn't mind fighting side by side with someone, but only if the person had enough strength.

If you don't have enough strength, you can only be a dead person.

Fight, start again.

There are five Knights of the Round Table hidden in the black mist, four with swords and one with bow. At this moment, all of them rushed towards Shen He. The offensive completely blocked all the directions of Shen He. It seemed that he was planning to kill this "weak" The enemy is killed first.

"Don't hide?"

Esdeth frowned slightly, waved the sharp sword in his hand, and a large amount of icicles emerged out of thin air accompanied by azure blue light, and stabbed all the knights with a sharp piercing sound.

However, the ice passed through his body, and the knight's figure did not weaken in the slightest.

"They don't have a body."

With a thought in Shen He's mind, the figures of the two appeared beside him instantly.

Two ceremonies, and Joan of Arc.

boom--!

The extremely compressed air exploded in this violent collision, and the dust flew again.

All the must-kill attacks of the Knights of the Round Table hit the invisible barrier, and Saiki Kusuo stretched out his hand in the air, and immediately after, the two rituals and Joan of Arc, who had confirmed the enemy, rushed out of the barrier.

One is a swordsman with the magic eye of death, and the other is a heroic spirit who can harm spirits.

Even Artoria, who has always been expressionless, is slightly moved.

Her knights of the round table were held back in a short time.

"What's going on?" Leona, who was protected by Saiki Kusuo in the sky, opened her eyes again, "Shouldn't they be outside the city?"

"It should be some kind of time-space Teigu." Chi Tong's eyes were fixed on the soldiers who came not far away.

The fierce battle in the palace plunged the already not very peaceful imperial capital into chaos. If you want to find and rescue Brad, now is the best time.

However, their Teigu was in Shen He's hands, and their bodies were restrained by Saiki Kusuo's telekinetic power, and there was no way to leave.

At this moment, the battle below has changed again.

Because the Knights of the Round Table were restrained, Esdeth rushed directly to Artoria.

"Let's see who is the prey."

The knight's long sword with red lines and the lady's rapier collided again.

Arturia seemed to hesitate for a moment.

But immediately after, her offensive with the long sword in hand became fierce in vain.

"No one can take away what this sword protects!"

Different from Estes' light and easy swordsmanship, Arturia's long sword has a heavy charm, and every blow is resolutely cut off, even if new scars will be added to the body, but at that time Under the inhuman force, Esdes retreated steadily, and danger abounded.

For the first time, someone surpassed her in pure fighting.

Esdeath became more and more addicted to this kind of battle, the stronger the prey, the more worth hunting.

However, Shen He has no intention of continuing this battle.

He has roughly seen the strength of Artoria in front of him.

It seems that because of the Holy Grail, her power is much stronger than Joan of Arc who has recovered the strength of a heroic spirit, but it is still not so strong that it is exaggerated. If it is only this level——

"Come here." Shen He said softly.

Figures appeared beside him one after another, including Tony who was still a little confused.

"Is this... going directly to the enemy's base camp?"

Tony can roughly see the original appearance of the palace from the ruins.

"Tony, take those two with red pupils and go find their captured companions." Shen He turned his head and ordered, "Violet, you and Yifang Accelerator stop the soldiers who are coming, and Miqin goes to help Joan of Arc. They, Huby follow me."

Since they have already made a big fuss in this imperial capital, they might as well make a bigger fuss.

Following the order, all the servants scattered.

Shen He took Shubi and rushed towards Artoria who was fighting Esdeth.

"Pseudo-code · space bound."

Shubi's hands unfolded a mysterious magic circle, and the space around Artoria suddenly distorted, and illusory chains spread continuously on her body.

Because of this sudden change, Estes was able to slash Artoria's arm with a sword, tearing open the dress, and blood flowed.

She turned out to be physical.

After realizing this, Shen He rushed over and blocked Esdeth's beheading blow with the moon marrow liquid.

"She's my target, Estes."

"You want to snatch my prey?"

Estes had no intention of taking back the sword at all.

Only when the life of the prey is harvested is the whole process of hunting completed.

"I'm not asking for your permission." Shen He frowned.

Just when he was about to say something, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from behind him, as if darkness that could swallow even light appeared on the long sword in Artoria's hand, blocking the space for her to move The chain lock shattered.

This is Artoria's Noble Phantasm.

Sworn to the sword of victory!

Shen He and Estes looked at each other, although they didn't speak, they both saw each other's meaning.

Artoria no longer suppressed her own magic power, she transformed all the magic power into light through the blade, and the pitch-black Aurora Sword seemed to pierce the night.

It is just like the breath of the legendary dragon Vortigern who appeared to protect Britain.

Artoria, who was holding this mighty power, had a momentary hesitation and hesitation on her expression, but then it all turned into determination.

"Ex—calibur!"

The familiar cry of my king's treasure, sounds to Shen He at this moment, but it is not so beautiful and passionate.

He injected a large amount of magic power into the moon marrow liquid, wrapping Esdeth and Huby, and at the same time.

"Pseudo-code·skeleton defense!"

"Absolute Zero Ice Wall!"

Hubby and Estes each used their strongest defensive methods.

Can only defend.

Because the length of this sword has exceeded the range that can be evacuated.

Shen He is ready to return to the Marvel world at any time.

boom--!

It sounded like the most terrifying collision sound in the world, followed by the earth undulating and vibrating like waves.

The expected impact did not occur.

Shen He and Estes, who were inside the airtight defense, fell silent for a while.

The defenses were subsequently canceled at the same time.

What appeared in front of them was a scene of hell.

A huge crack with no end appeared on the ground of the imperial capital, and a large number of houses on both sides of the crack were reduced to ruins. The power of this blow swept across more than one-fifth of the huge imperial capital.

It is no longer necessary to look any further, none of the people in this area, whether they are nobles or commoners, can survive.

Just, what's the point?

Shen He looked at Artoria with such puzzlement, the blow just now seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

At this moment, the King of Knights leaned on the long sword in his hand that was on the ground.

Just when Estes couldn't hold back and was about to go up and chop off the head of the prey, a sudden change occurred.

It was a sudden nausea.

Under the silvery moonlight, a large amount of dark red or blood-red viscous matter poured out from the completely destroyed imperial capital area, twisting like life, rushing towards this direction Come.

"Master!"

Joan of Arc galloped to Shen He's side, with a very ugly expression on her face.

"These are the life energy and magic power mixed with the breath of resentful spirits. There is a huge magic circle hidden in the imperial capital."

"Wraith." Estes probably understood the sentence, "Is this why they slaughtered nobles in the imperial capital?"

"Take down this dumb-haired King who doesn't have any stupid hair first."

After confirming the safety of Tony and the rest of his followers, Shen He gritted his teeth and prepared to concentrate his efforts to capture Artoria.

The blackened knight king.

Although it has not changed at the most fundamental level, compared to the usual Artoria who keeps herself clean for her ideals, the blackened Artoria believes that even tyranny is a feasible means to achieve her goals.

"This is my prey."

Estes seemed a little dissatisfied, swung his rapier, and rushed forward first.

Boom—!

The rapier made of tempered steel shattered in an instant, and Esdeth, with an incredulous expression on his face, stepped back, spitting blood, and was hugged by Joan of Arc.

Just a sword.

Arturia, who had looked weak just now, exuded a powerful aura as vast as stars.

The black magic power on her body even covered the silver-white moonlight in the entire sky. Just a slight movement made the ground tremble and the wind and clouds changed color. With her sight, terrifying pressure instantly swept over everything. people.

As if being watched by a god.

"Master." Shubi stood in front of Shen He, "According to calculations, our winning rate is less than 24%."

"Well, I see it."

Shen He twisted his neck, and put his eyes on Artoria's chest.

All the black mud gushing out of the city was poured into that part.

There is no doubt that what is there is the Holy Grail.

Sacrifice one-fifth of the life of the imperial capital, and make a wish in exchange for powerful power.

"Master, she is seriously injured."

Joan on the other side also turned her head anxiously.

Even though she was being treated with magic, Estes was still spitting out blood, looking at her appearance, even her consciousness was on the verge of collapsing.

"Go, retreat first."

Shen He glanced at Artoria standing in front of him for the last time, and ordered decisively.

The situation in front of me was somewhat unexpected.

Just sacrificing one-fifth of the life of the imperial capital can have such a powerful power, so what about sacrificing all of them?

Anyway, I don't plan to solve this event dungeon on the first day, because it will cost a lot of summoning stones.

After the order was given, all the servants rushed out.

If it wasn't for Esdeth, and Tony and Chitong, Shen He would even want to go back to the Marvel world directly.

Fortunately, Artoria doesn't seem to have any plans to pursue her.

Her gaze was only on Shen He and the others, on the area destroyed by her in front of her.

The Knights of the Round Table stood quietly behind her.

Until Shen He and the others were completely invisible.

The majestic aura on Artoria's body quickly dissipated like a bubble.

If Shen He and the others stayed here, they would find that it was just a fake power like a paper tiger.

She touched it slightly from her chest, and a cup that seemed to be wrapped in black mud appeared in her hand.

So many lives, but so little magic.

After a long time, he sighed.

The black mud in the cup surged in vain, and entered the body of the only man holding a longbow among the knights of the round table.

The black mist gradually dissipated.

With red hair, a snow-white cloak, and eyes that always seemed to reveal sadness and beauty, the knight stepped out of the black mist.

"Tristan, come and serve my king."

The red-haired knight knelt behind Artoria.