Chapter 548: The Knight Welcoming the Lightning Lightning

After the reversal (Alter), although Altria's leadership temperament was downgraded to E, it was still easy to drive the unconscious shadow servants.

And Karna and Mordred also experienced the horror of Altria with the "Knight".

Led by the black King of the Wild Hunt, the seven shadow servants pressed forward in a wall-like formation, launching a dense and compact combo. Even if Mordred and Karna burst out their power to repel one of them, another shadow servant would soon wield a weapon or shoot to force them back. In this way, round after round, the continuous tide-like offensive made the two servants helpless and unable to split.

If the treasure is used, it may be possible to tear apart the siege, but don't forget that there are incredible "generals" among these "soldiers". No matter who it is, there is no guarantee that they can win in the bombardment with Rungomyniad.

If Altria had gone down personally, Mordred and the others would have been in a more difficult situation, but the king riding on the skeleton horse did not move, and her eyes did not even fall on the two servants responsible for restraining them, not even for a moment.

The pair of eyes that turned into brilliant gold and looked indifferent were following the figure bathed in lightning.

"The Red Assassin is not here." She whispered, "It seems that you have chosen to put more people on my prince (Master). "

From the perspective of combat power alone, Karna, who lost the golden armor, fell from the altar of the top servants, and was only one level stronger than the first-class servant Mordred. The Queen should have been a second-class servant like Astolfo, but in the sky garden, her strength was enough to rival the top servants, not to mention the Judge Jeanne who was still charming.

The reason why Altria Alter did not move was to guard against the attack of the Queen, but there was no movement until now, and she also understood that the Queen chose the other side of the battlefield.

Just when Mordred thought his father would be angry because his pride was challenged, the black-armored knight king smiled confidently.

"Well done, I didn't expect you to still have such decisiveness after losing the Black Archer, but it's a pity that we are better."

The holy spear began to swallow and spit out the storm, the skeleton horse galloped proudly, and the fully armed knight king rushed to Karna in just a moment. With the sound of the air exploding, a thin figure flew backwards, spitting blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

The warrior who lost his immortal body was vulnerable to the charge of the king.

Mordred's pupils shrank, not knowing whether it was because of Karna's injury or because of the information revealed in Altria's words. Altria Alter had turned her horse's head and walked towards her slowly, and the holy spear in her hand once again gathered the endless storm.

"If the son of the sun god Surya also supports that side, you may still have a chance."

"...What do you mean?" An ominous premonition exploded in Mordred's heart, and she heard Artoria calmly say:

"Since you let my prince build the great magic of the sky, you must be prepared to be annihilated by countless thunders."

"You chose the tactic of delaying time - compared to these shadow servants who are only in appearance, this is the worst move you made in this war."

Without the slightest regret, Mordred roared and rolled up the red thunder, and the magic power burst out under the amplification of the king's sword, and Artoria leaned forward again, pointing the holy spear forward, and the wind king's barrier behind her turned into a propulsion force, condensing a black and red death light in the wind. Ramle snorted excitedly, kicked his four feet, and plunged into Mordred's magic destruction like an arrow!

Boom!

The sound waves bombarded people's eardrums, and even the magic formula was temporarily disturbed. When the monitoring screen returned to normal, the masters of Mirenia found that not only were there red thunder and black-red storms entangled and rushing towards the sky, but there was also a golden sword rain falling from top to bottom. The black-robed young man pulled the trigger, and the spiral bullet flew, blowing the two figures away!

"Woo!"

Even though the holy flag avoided the damage well, the excessive voltage still paralyzed Jeanne's whole body, making her almost unable to feel her hand holding the flag. On the other side, Astolfo, holding the magic universal strategy book in his hand, was also lying on the back of the eagle in a mess, with his hair sticking up, looking embarrassed and funny.

Joan of Arc had no time to deal with the mixed emotions of solemnity and amusement in her heart. Instead, she set up the holy flag and looked at the thousands of golden rays falling from the horizon again: "The thirteenth wave is coming, Astolfo!"

"I know!" After replying incoherently, Astolfo tightly grasped the magic strategy book and was ready to withstand the impact.

Even though he didn't understand why Fran's treasure fell into Shuoyue's hands and how Shuoyue exerted such a powerful force, Astolfo understood that if this continued, they would not even be able to touch the corner of Shuoyue's clothes and would regretfully leave the stage.

Perhaps because of the twelve electrotherapy sessions, although Ah Fu's hands and feet were shaking, his mind was unusually clear. His eyes passed over the young man in the black robe and fell on the golden thunder pool above his head, thinking.

Is there any way to break this magic that is comparable to a treasure...

While thinking, the Lightning King hooked his fingers, and the thirteenth golden current of electricity snaked out of the branches. They violently whipped the surroundings, overflowing with the mystery of destruction, and turned into thousands of snakes swarming in, and their momentum even turned into a large net covering the entire sky.

"No, this power... has exceeded your defense range, Astolfo!" Jeanne's face changed drastically, "Release the true name of the treasure, otherwise it will be too late!"

"Ah? Ah!" Ahfu came back to his senses from his contemplation, but the paralysis effect affected his movements. When he was in a hurry to release his true name, the lightning giant tree was already close at hand!

The moment before Sieg activated the command spell, the purple magic circle appeared, and thousands of chains swarmed out, directing the current to the earth, and were fully accepted by the sky garden.

"It's not over yet, damn assassin." Footsteps sounded, and the empress gave up sitting in the king's room, and chose to join the battlefield as a magician of the God Age, "Summon the great magic, and be fully prepared."

The shadow of the swamp snake flashed by, and the top magic beast named 'Hydra' had only condensed half of its body, and was whipped by the violent thunder in pain, twisting its body, scales flying, and blood splattering.

Although Hydra wanted to withdraw from the group in shame, the appearance of the Empress also greatly relieved the pressure on the battlefield, and the three servants finally got some respite.

"Tsk, you don't even give me a chance to fully reveal myself." Semiramis was shocked, "It seems that the idea of ​​using the monster to break through has failed, and poisoning is useless at this time... Hey, Saint, how about using you as a shield and let the two of us find a chance to approach the new moon."

"I hope you are just kidding, Empress!" Jeanne d'Arc was wronged, "I don't want to experience the feeling of being burned again!"

"Humph."

The Empress snorted coldly: "Then tell me, what should we do? If this goes on, we will all be crushed to pieces."

"Well..." This time Jeanne was really stumped. If she had a countermeasure, she would not be forced to accept electric shock correction for twelve times. Just as the kind-hearted Saint had the idea of ​​'why don't I die heroically', Astolfo raised his hand weakly.

"Well, maybe I have a way."

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Amid the wailing, Hydra dissipated with reluctance and relief. The Shuoyue, hanging in the sky, retracted the lightning on his fingertips and cast his eyes on the three opponents. He just found that Jeanne jumped up and landed on the back of the Hippogriff, and Astolfo blew a whistle, and the hardworking Hippogriff under his butt flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

"Finally gave up the turtle tactics?" Looking at the two men with a fierce momentum, Shuoyue's face was calm and his right hand brushed across his chest.

The dragon's heart was beating, the projection was loaded, and the iron light was melted.

Nine heavy conical warheads appeared in front of the young man, each of which was as long as an arm and reflected a cold luster. Just imagining them piercing the human body would make people shudder.

And everyone knew that Shuoyue had the ability to shoot them at supersonic speed. These nine props like works of art would bring endless destruction.

"Jeanne, you're shaking." Astolfo saw clearly from behind, "Is it really okay? I can do it alone."

"It's okay." Joan of Arc shook her head, her golden hair flying, "Fear is not a bad thing, this fear will lead me to move forward."

"But..."

"Please regard this as the sequelae of being electrocuted, Astolfo, keep moving forward." The saint's unquestionable tone encouraged Astolfo, he held the magic book in his arms and nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

Feeling the master's will, the speed of the eagle increased again, crossing half the distance in the blink of an eye, approaching the figure on the horizon at high speed, and Shuoyue had already raised his hand, and the light of data flashed in his eyes.

Electromagnetic induction, calculation convergence.

Correct the orbit, synchronize the ammunition.

——Ready.

"Fire."

Shuoyue's voice was very light, but his power was deafening. Along with the hurricane that exploded, the trajectory of the bullet left an orange afterimage, and large patches of sonic boom clouds bloomed, making people's ears buzz and almost deaf.

As for Astolfo, he only had time to open his mouth, and saw Jeanne d'Arc was like being hit by the front of the train. With a clear shattering sound, she disappeared from Astolfo's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Jane, Miss Jeanne d'Arc!"

"I'm sorry, I can only help you here!" The voice gradually faded away, and the Saint of Red Lotus was falling, "Please keep going, Astolfo, don't stop!"

"Even if you say so--" Astolfo turned back tremblingly, and then horrified, "Hippogriff, help!"

The orange streamer sprayed again, but before that, Astolfo used [Dimensional Jump] to hide himself on the back side of the world and avoided the second round of attacks.

The blurry phantom gradually became clear. Astolfo broke away from the back. Although he successfully avoided the attack, there was no joy on his face.

Because Shuoyue had adapted to the influence of magnetic field interference, this time, three conical bullets rotated and aimed the most deadly tip at Astolfo who was charging!

"Fire."

The orange beam flooded everyone's vision!