Chapter 477: The Hell Scythe, the Dust Saw, and the Exposed Holy Grail

"It's over... huh.

After seeing the divine aura overflowing the sky collide with the hero's self-explosion and both annihilated, the black team felt sorry that the red team's aerial garden was intact, but they couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

They couldn't take Spartacus's treasure self-explosion.

They also couldn't deal with Karna's strongest attack.

Now the enemy's two killers cancel each other out, which is undoubtedly good news for the black team.

"We still have to thank Assassin." As if he could feel the red team beating his chest and stamping his feet, Vlad III no longer had to suppress his emotions, and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, "It seems that this time in the full-scale battle, we black team have the upper hand-"

"No, it's not over yet, Grand Duke!"

Chiron spoke quickly, interrupting Vlad III's poisonous milk: "Someone has replaced the Red Lancer in the courtyard... It's the New Moon! "

Shuoyue.

This name seemed to have magic power, strangling Vlad III's throat, making other servants and masters alert, as if facing a great enemy.

He seriously injured Vlad III and forced Danic to waste two Command Spells; he forcibly bound Astolfo's Master Contract to the android; he single-handedly restrained the two black servants on the battlefield, and even found an opportunity to kill Berserker Frankenstein and obtain her power...

If there is a ranking of the hatred of the black side for the red side's servants, then Shuoyue will definitely be the leader and firmly on the throne.

When both sides have called off the battle and the storm has subsided, what does he want to do when he shows up?!

Before the black side suspects, the strange phenomenon in the sky tells them the answer.

The stars shine, but the sun is not visible.

This world It seemed like eternal silence.

The earth was shaking, countless dust was silently raised, reflecting the emerald green of nature, dancing silently in the dark night.

Is that the sky? Or is it the horizon reflecting the earth?

It was not until the dark clouds were broken by the mountains that the people of the black and red sides saw the full picture of the sword and were amazed by it.

The mountains turned into the outline of the sword body, and it cut through thousands of mountains even if it was a mountain. It seemed that the treasure was made by Gaia, the mother of the earth, and the emerald gem was still wrapped in a mud-like shell, so regular and so terrifying.

Its name is the dust saw, the weapon held by the god of war in Mesopotamian mythology - the emerald horizon (Ig-Alima) that opened up thousands of mountains!

The emerald sword flashed, which was enough to cut through thousands of mountains, and was pressing towards the black side's fortress. Its momentum was so great that it seemed like the end of the world!

"Quick, stop this attack! "

Chiron spoke urgently, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, which was the backlash caused by his clairvoyance to the brilliant divine aura wrapped around the sword. "The sword has the concept of cutting off. Once it hits, all barriers and defenses will be destroyed!"

Although he was the first to see the crisis, he had no choice but to only have a Noble Phantasm against people, which could not stop such a powerful blow, so he could only pin his hopes on other servants.

"Saber, and the Grand Duke, please!"

Altria was still in the center of the battlefield and had no time to rush back, so Vlad III and Siegfried looked at each other and began to release the True Name of the Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

"The King of Punishment——"

"Fantasy Great Sword·Demon Lost——Uh! "

The silver-haired dragon slayer's expression changed, and he suddenly stopped releasing his treasure. He stretched out his hands to hold Colles and Fiore beside him, and rolled down the wall.

Boom!

The thick golden thunder as big as a bucket broke through the dark clouds, split into four in mid-air, and went straight through the countless barriers of Mirenia Fortress, hitting like a whip of God, and the target was the four masters of the black side!

"Ouch, that was close!"

Astolfo reacted very quickly, handed the magic book forward, and blocked the attack for Sieg; Avisbron snapped his fingers as expected, and the puppet rose up, protecting the master Roger at the cost of being shattered, and if Siegfried hadn't reacted quickly, I'm afraid Fiore and Colles would not have escaped.

"Thank you so much, Saber. "

Fiore and Colles survived the disaster and thanked Siegfried with great relief. After nodding his head, Phineas looked back at the giant sword in the sky with a solemn look in his eyes.

Shuoyue's delay took effect. He had no time to release the treasure and could only rely on the Grand Duke to stop this attack.

But facing the God-made sword that could hold mountains and cross seas, anyone would have doubts in their hearts:

Can it be stopped?

"This is my territory, my home country!" The Grand Duke of Wallachia waved his hand angrily, and thousands of black rafters emerged like soldiers, tightly fitting together in mid-air, turning into several giant rafters that were also upright, fearlessly facing the sword falling from the sky.

"You villains, get out of here! "

At the moment when the giant rafters collided with the dust saw, the huge sound almost destroyed everyone's eardrums. Gunpowder smoke rose from afar, spreading slowly but quickly, carrying with it the evil wind. But the people on the black side had no time to marvel. They stared at the fighting field in the air, and could only hear the sound of their own heartbeats in a trance.

Crack, crack.

The roughly connected rafters could not withstand the mass of the sword after all. The sound of breaking continued. The 'giants' created by Vlad III were kneeling involuntarily, and the direction of their kneeling was the red garden overlooking them.

This was an unforgivable humiliation for Vlad III.

"Gu... ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Hair flying, veins bulging, the exquisitely crafted robes were almost broken by the muscles. Vlad III desperately stimulated the power of the King of Punishment, and a frenzied black storm appeared in the sky.

If the rafters were broken, then all the destroyed ones would be abandoned and new rafters would be used to block the front line!

If the support was unstable, then more and more rafters would be used to fill the structure, even if they were permanently squeezed and deformed!

At the same time, Vlad III squeezed out the remaining strength and created hundreds of rafters to hit the sword like crazy. For a while, the rumbling sound was endless, and the roaring sound waves spread one after another. The artificial people in the fortress covered their ears in pain, and even bleed, wailing and rolling in the sound of the fight between prehistoric beasts.

But Vlad III abandoned elegance, and the act of pure violence was also effective - the fall of the emerald sword slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even stopped, and the divine light on its surface dimmed.

"Then, I will give it all back to you!"

Vlad III clenched his fists tightly, and the black rafters shouted in unison, holding the treasure tightly, and threw the sword towards the red garden together.

Snap!

It was not the sound of the sword hitting, on the contrary, the emerald horizon (Ig-Alima) that opened up thousands of mountains turned into spirit particles and dissipated in mid-air, and the "god" on the horizon roared as if angry.

I felt the rolling air waves when the air was ignited, and the roar of the hurricane.

Between the dark sky and earth, behind the thick clouds, in the oppressive leaden gray and black, a little burning red light suddenly emerged, igniting the darkness, stretching wantonly, upward, forward, outlining the fiery traces.

As if to ignite all of this, the holy sword forged by lava and pure fire poked out of the clouds.

The sneer of pleasure on Vlad III's face froze; Chiron's eyes were filled with tears, unable to look directly; Siegfried subconsciously drew his sword, but was stopped by Liudao Lingxia.

As if to ignite all of this, the hell sickle, the dawn horizon (Sul-sagana) that burned the seas, turned into the wings of the devil, and sprinkled the world of suffering with overwhelming disasters!

This is the end of the sky and the sea, the furnace of chaos that melts everything. What beats endlessly is the purifying flame that burns everything to ashes. In front of this red sword flash, good and evil, good and evil, sky and sea, enemies, and hostile things will all be dissolved and disappeared equally in the dawn!

Under the dull and desperate eyes of the black side, the sword of the sickle of hell fell from the clouds, running between the sky and the earth, acting on behalf of the wrath of the gods.

It tore through all the blockades and all the barriers, splitting the Mirenia Fortress in two, and the exposed rocky ground gradually shattered and scattered, exposing the inner protection!

And the golden cauldron of wishes also exposed its true face!

Don't underestimate these two A-level divine treasures. You must know that Vlad III's King of Punishment is only B-level, not to mention that all the things that can be put into Gilgamesh's warehouse are good things.