One Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Four Can't Be Defeated! Refuses to Die! Can't Beat It!

(Thank you very much for the reward of ‘Yunqi Qinggu’!)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa--"

In the sky, the Noble Phantasm fell like raindrops, like a downpour, only aimed at a corner of the 'mirror plane', shooting indiscriminately.

"bang bang bang bang bang ---"

This is the sound of the Noble Phantasm that obscures the sky and the sun is shooting on the wall of jet-black iron sand that has already begun to crack...

"dong dong dong dong ---"

This is the sound of the Noble Phantasm shooting from the sky and the sun on the ground, which is covered with bricks and continues to explode...

"call…"

This is still gushing out from the 'Treasure of the King', supplemented by the dark iron sand wall. Compared to the deafening bombing sound, the sound of pitch-black iron sand flying is many times weaker...

"Peng..."

This is equally trivial, but when the Heroic Spirit gradually approaching the oldest king with the rank of '(Archer)', a person who transforms into an afterimage and shoots out like an arrow from a string stepped on the ground. sound...

Daisy and Mikoto couldn't help being startled when they saw the figure that had lost its protection and was completely exposed to the range of the Noble Phantasm, which rushed out violently.

"Budgett!"

The person who rushed out like he was going to die was exactly Baget, who had pulled out all the Noble Phantasms that penetrated his body, and his body was covered with red blood!

At this time, the blood dripping from Bazette's body had stopped, and Bazette, like a standard Berserker, charged towards '(Archer)' expressionlessly, as if he had never been injured.

"With such a serious injury. It can even be regarded as a fatal injury, and can you continue to fight?..." Mikoto was stunned.

"It's just messing around!"

"I almost forgot, she's a tricky person who can't be defeated or killed..." Daisy resisted the urge to rush out, and said in a deep voice.

"However, isn't this a death sentence?"

really…

Baget has completely exposed himself to the range of the Noble Phantasm that covered the entire sky,

Not the slightest obstacle!

The storm of the Noble Phantasm poured down, and shot towards the tiny existence on the ground without showing any mercy.

"bring it on…"

Barget stared at the rain of Noble Phantasm that fell from the sky and covered his entire field of vision, as if he wanted to challenge them. Raise one of your own fists.

"ended…"

The words fall. A lead-colored ball, like a ghost, fluttered out of Bagette's back and landed on Bagette's raised fist.

"—answerer—"

With fearlessness. Facing the torrential rain of Noble Phantasms that poured out from the sky. Bargett does not retreat but advances. Speed ​​up your sprint.

At the same time, the shot put suspended in Baggett's fist also burst out with bright electric light.

The electro-optical light turned into glare, covering the entire lead-like stone ball. When the light dissipated, a ring with runes engraved on the back and a short sword blade with runes also engraved on the sword appeared on the stone ball.

Keeping his eyes fixed on the front, without letting go for a moment, Baget looked at the roaring '(Archer)' behind the Noble Phantasm covering the sky and the earth, and the strength of his fists was all accumulated.

Until Baget met the Noble Phantasm from the overwhelming shooting within a meter distance...

On the fist, the magic circle of the 'Flakarak ()' chassis, which unfolded in its true form, radiated brightly.

"Slashing the Sword of the God of War ()------!"

It was as if he was proclaiming his own incomprehension. Baget slammed his only Noble Phantasm, which was at an absolute disadvantage compared to the overwhelming Noble Phantasm, as if he was punching a heavy punch.

In an instant, a stream of light burst out from 'Flakarak ( )', traversing space and time, and within a thousandth of a second, hit the rain of Noble Phantasms that filled the sky.

It's the intersection of points and faces...

A variety of Noble Phantasms that can fill the entire field of vision are shrouded in...

A streamer that is only two fingers wide is headed towards you...

In this scene, it seems that the needle is pointed at the tall city wall, and the harpoon is aimed at the stormy sea.

It was indeed just a small and sharp phosphorescence like a needle...

However, compared to the violent storm formed by the combination of thousands of Noble Phantasms, the phosphorescence that was quickly submerged was like a Noble Phantasm wave that passed through the vast ocean, from which Flashed out.

The lightning-like strike seemed to be nothing at first, and no Noble Phantasm could touch it.

Therefore, it took care of itself and turned into the most deadly light, splitting the space in two. Before anyone else could react, it fiercely shot into the heart of '(Archer)'!

"————!" The uncomfortable roar of '(Archer)' came to an abrupt end.

The Noble Phantasm named 'Flakarak ()', which has the ability to reverse time and distort cause and effect, penetrated the heart of '(Archer)' before the Noble Phantasm was used, and pierced the heart of '(Archer)'. The heart is completely destroyed.

"--Ding--"

There was another sound as if the door had been unlocked.

Overwhelmingly, the Noble Phantasms that covered the entire 'Mirror Realm' disappeared...

Everything is back to where it started...

Because 'Flakarak ()' returned to the time period where '(Archer)' had not released the Noble Phantasm, and penetrated the heart of '(Archer)' at that time.

Therefore, the result of 'releasing the Noble Phantasm' was also erased.

All the Noble Phantasms released by ‘(Archer)’ naturally disappeared.

And in the heart of '(Archer)', everyone present clearly saw it...

A small hole is appearing there...

The size of a small stone, with an insignificant hole, made the muddy clay figurine filled with a storm-like magic fog to solidify like a petrified stone, unable to move any more.

"Boom..."

The abandoned stone balls that lost their lead color fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

Looking at the motionless '(Archer)', Mikoto spoke uncertainly.

"This... is it over?..."

"Is it over?..." Wu Yan's attention was also focused on '(Archer)'.

"If it's that simple, naturally it's best..."

Before these words fell, the scalps of everyone present seemed to explode, and they took a step back in shock.

"------!" The high-density magic fog on his body was still dancing, and the '(Archer)' who was completely immobile suddenly raised his head and grinned at what looked like a mouth.

Immediately afterwards, turbid jet-black mud suddenly rushed out from the surroundings of Wuyan, Daisy, Mikoto, and Baggett, and surrounded the four of them.

"Not good!" Wu Yan's pupils shrank, and he shouted.

"retreat!"

This sentence still can't fall...

From the pitch-black mud that surrounded everyone, weapons emerged from it, and the sharp tips were aimed at the heads of Wuyan, Daisy, Mikoto, and Baggett, with sharp cold lights flashing on them.

Then, all the Noble Phantasms that emerged from the pitch-black mud that surrounded everyone attacked everyone's heads violently from all directions.

"Bang!!!"

Different styles of treasures collided with each other, some hit the ground, some shot out, but they shot into other dark mud, and the four figures were instantly covered by the rain of luxurious treasures. , burst into a circle of fire.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Around, the constantly surging mist of pitch-black magic power flows, and a very small part flows into the body of '(Archer)'.

At the same time as the mist of pitch-black magic power poured into the chest of '(Archer)', the heart that was penetrated by 'Flakarak()' recovered in an instant.

The dense black magic fog can not only defend, but also attack.

Now, it takes on a whole new role.

Help the master repair his body!

In addition, the true body of '(Archer)' is still the oldest king of mankind. He possesses the prototypes of all Noble Phantasms in the world, and is the hero king who can be called the strongest heroic spirit - Gilgamesh!

Can't beat it!

refuses to die!

Can't beat it!

The real worst enemy is this! (To be continued..)