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Astolfo excitedly chased in the direction pointed by Serenika, without considering whether there might be a trap set by the magic book elf there.

Of course, everyone can think of such a thing. Caster fights Rider who has A-level anti-magic power and uses means to sneak into the unobservable forest. There is only one thing he will do, which is to set a trap in the forest.

The masters of the black side could all think of this, so Serenika did not remind Astolfo. However, what they did not expect was that Astolfo did not consider this at all. As a result, when he chased after him, he was trapped in the alien forest.

The forest turned into a magical realm, and the trees turned into dryads, stretching out their thick branches and attacking Astolfo.

Dozens of tree monsters surrounded Astolfo. Astolfo waved his golden spear and knocked down dozens of monsters one by one.

However, the next moment, more trees turned into dryads under the effect of magic. Several claws extended from their roots, jumped out of the ground, and attacked Astolfo from all directions.

Astolfo fought for several rounds and knocked down dozens of tree monsters, but the number of tree monsters did not decrease. It seemed endless and kept surrounding him.

"Eh?"

Astolfo made a distressed sound, not only because the number of tree spirits was countless, but also because he could no longer find the way back.

When he found it difficult to find the magic book elf from the encirclement of the tree elves, he thought of retreating first, but when he looked back, the road behind him had turned into a winding maze, which made people dizzy. It seemed that there was a magic of space added, so he could not recognize the route back.

"All of you Servants have a skill called Anti-Magic, and most magic cannot harm you. However, there is one kind of magic that is an exception, and that is physical attack magic. It is not a natural phenomenon such as fire and thunder, but a magic that transforms plants and animals into monsters and conducts simple physical attacks."

At this time, the voice of the magic book elf sounded from the shadows in the distance.

"If you want to use these means to defeat me, you are underestimating me."

Astolfo looked in the direction where the voice came from and said cheerfully that although the number of tree spirits did bring him a lot of pressure, the biggest pressure was that he could not find the existence of the magic book elf. Once the location of the magic book elf was determined, there would be no need to consider retreating.

"Then please line up and play - the magic flute that stirs up panic [La Black Luna]!"

Along with this leisurely sound, the horn hanging on Astolfo's waist instantly became larger.

This is the magic flute given to Astolfo by Rogerstella, the witch of goodness. It was used to drive away a large group of harpies. It is said that people who hear the sound will flee in fear. It is also the only one among Astolfo's many treasures that does not cheat.

"Disperse!"

Astolfo took a deep breath and blew into the horn. The sharp sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield. The roar of a dragon, the roar of a giant bird, the neighing of a divine horse, and the devilish sound that was comparable to these made hundreds of tree monsters disappear in an instant, and they disappeared literally. This was not as simple as the legend said, "the monster birds would flee in fear when they heard the sound", but a simple wide-range destructive weapon.

After the sound wave, the forest within a radius of 100 meters was razed to the ground. Not only the tree monsters, but even the trees were destroyed by the sound wave.

"Alright, let's go straight ahead!"

Hanging the shrunken horn back on his waist, Astolfo raised the golden gun and rushed towards the place where the magic book elf made the sound with high morale.

Astolfo walked through the clearing and into the deeper forest, but he did not find any trace of the magic book elf. It was obvious that the magic book elf had moved after making the sound.

"Mother who gave life and took it away! Give me the beacon of the dark land!"

The spell of the magic book elf sounded two hundred meters behind, causing the ground to begin to soften, lose its hardness, turn into mud, and transform into a bottomless swamp. It was an insidious spell that directly sank the target deep into the earth.

The area of ​​the swamp is the same as the area of ​​the forest destroyed by Astolfo's magic flute. More than 200 square meters of land has been turned into a swamp.

Then, in order to prevent Astolfoli from using counter-magic to offset the swamp, the magic book elf cancelled the magic created by the swamp, leaving only a half-meter deep swamp.

Although it can only play the most basic hindering role, it is enough.

Astolfo's feet sank into the sticky mud, and he immediately took out the universal magic guide book, but at this time the swamp was just a swamp, not magic.

"How disgusting!" Astolfo took a few steps in the swamp with difficulty and complained dissatisfiedly.

So he immediately summoned the Hippogriff, a magical beast born between a griffin and a mare - which was exactly what the spellbook elf wanted.

Astolfo climbed onto his horse and flew into the air, looking around the forest below for any trace of the magic book elf.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, the sound of bullets being fired rang out, and from multiple angles in the dense forest, magical projectiles were fired at Astolfo. Not only that, but also long-range attacks such as arrows and javelins.

Astolfo hurriedly rode his Hippogriff to dodge, then looked in the direction of the gunshots and found several men dressed as musketeers. The musketeers had extremely pale skin, no expression, and no breath of life - they were dead.

Then, more dead men walked out from the shadows of the dense forest.

A medieval European knight armed with plate armor. A swordsman wearing a Renaissance aristocratic style, wearing gorgeous clothes and a rapier. A warrior dressed in black and holding a scimitar. The Polish winged cavalry with wings on the back of the metal armor and holding a battle axe. A soldier with a black face and camouflage uniform holding a dagger. A witch riding a broom, wrapped in an elegant black cloak of ancient style, and wearing a hat with a wide brim on her head.

Warriors wearing ancient battle attire to protect their bodies emerged from the darkness, all of them were moving corpses equipped with swords.

The servants of death, without a doubt, are the power that Marquis Vauban usurped from Osiris, the god of harvest and the underworld in Egyptian mythology - the cage of the servants of death, and the dead that they control.

Before sending the chanted spell book to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, Woban used the power - Blessing and Disaster are Dependent, and bestowed the Death Servant Cage, one of the powers, on the Magic Book Spirit.

Chapter 45: Fortune and Disaster

Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent. It was originally named Tai Sui Dang Tou by Woban. It is an interference with luck, causing the opponent to encounter unfortunate accidents in battle, or consuming a large amount of spell power, causing the target to encounter terrible disasters.

This power was originally used in this way.

However, power has never been a monotonous skill in online games.

For example, Raging Waves, Cage of Death Servant, Greedy Wolves, Torn Silver Hands, and Lightning Bolt all have a wide range of applications and can produce a variety of effects.

The same is true for Tai Sui Dang Tou. Since it can transform magic power into disaster and bestow it on unpleasant targets, then it is natural that it can also bestow power or even curse power on targets through this concept.

This usage was something Vauban came up with on a whim when he was fighting with Hermes and Hermes stole a large amount of his magical power, and then he was cast into a sleeping spell.

Before falling asleep, Woban gave the magic book spirit multiple powers and asked it to protect his body. The magic book spirit lived up to expectations and not only protected Woban's body while he was asleep, but also successfully used the multiple powers to defeat Hermes, who was already severely injured by Woban.

Later, Woban changed the name of Tai Sui to "blessings and misfortunes are interdependent", which means there are both blessings and disasters.

This time, Woban gave the magic book elf the power of fortune and disaster for two purposes.

First, increase your chances of winning.

Although the servants are not as good as the God Slayer, most of the top servants have the power comparable to the mythical beasts and dragons, and they are real mythical beasts at the level of dragons and boars. Whether the first-class servants are strong or weak, they are not inferior to the paladins. In addition, they have high-level anti-magic power. It is difficult to guarantee a 100% winning rate with just the magic book spirit. After all, the power of the magic book is only to deprive magic. Although it is a natural counter to magicians, it also has the disadvantage of magicians, that is, it is restrained by servants with anti-magic power.

The second is to replenish the Death Servant Cage with manpower.

The strongest among the servants of death are just a few ordinary divine beasts and a silver dragon, and the rest are all great knights.

Although the Great Knights are also a good fighting force in the world view of the God Slayer, after all, Erica and Liliana are only Great Knights. However, Erica and Liliana are Great Knights, with a set of divine clothing and magic at the level of God Slayer, they can fight a few moves even against gods.

What about the Great Knight in the cage of the Servant of Death? His equipment was almost all broken, and he had lost his judgment as before. He was unable to make tactical moves and predictions. His martial arts were also rigid, and his moves were only routine. At best, he was just a high-level soldier.

Therefore, Woban plans to add some high-end combat forces to the FA world that can be effective in the battle against the God Slayer, such as Servants.

As for whether the Servants captured by the Death Servant Cage would cause the Holy Grail to fail to activate, what does that have to do with him? He never promised Amakusa Shiro Tokisada that he would enable the Holy Grail to activate smoothly.

There are all kinds of death servants from different eras, nationalities, and races.

They were holding firearms, swords, spears, halberds and other weapons, but they seemed unable to use them properly. The blades in their hands were not well maintained and were badly rusted.

Even so, they swarmed towards Astolfo, brandishing their weapons.

The warriors were the main attackers, while the archers and musketeers assisted in the shooting. The magicians performed jumping magic for the warriors. It was not really a tactic, but just the most basic coordination, forming a better military force than the miscellaneous soldiers.

"Why are there so many undead?"

Astolfo drove his beloved horse, Hound, to fly flexibly in the sky, dodging arrows and bullets shot from below, wielding the golden spear in his right hand and fighting with the warriors who jumped up.

Although he was complaining, he did not feel any pressure from the Death Servant. After all, he had the air advantage, and the Death Servant was only slightly stronger than the previous tree demon.

However, having the upper hand does not mean victory. Although the servants of death can hardly do anything to him, he is also unable to defeat the servants of death that keep walking out of the shadows.

"Are you going to use your Noble Phantasm again? But..."

Astolfo was a little hesitant. In this situation, the best choice was to release the magic flute that evoked panic, which was the best weapon to clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

However, before his hand touched the magic flute, he remembered the android he had rescued two days ago.

He didn't consider philosophical questions like whether the androids were human beings, he just saved the androids because he wanted to save them. However, after saving one android, he had to consider the other androids. Although it didn't mean that he had to save all the other androids, he couldn't release the treasure recklessly, causing the other androids to die due to exhaustion of magic power.

"People, listen to David's lament! How the heroes have fallen! How the weapons of war have perished!"

Just as Astolfo was struggling, the sound of chanting echoed all around.

"Let no rain or dew fall from you, Mount Gilboa, and no offering from your fields! For there the shields of the mighty are defiled and thrown away, and the shield of Saul is as though it had not been anointed with oil."

The air around them slowly grew colder, filled with a heart-piercing sadness - like the melancholy and regretful laments of the dead, and like the sighs of a warrior who was already tired of fighting.

“This Word Spirit… is a Noble Phantasm?!”

Astolfo shuddered all over and looked around in confusion.

"Jonathan's bow will not turn back until it has shed blood; Saul's sword will not retreat until it has shed the oil of the mighty! How the mighty have fallen in the midst of the battle!"

The magic book spirit continued to chant "David's Words", which was a mourning for the death of the ancient heroes. David, who was extremely sad about the death of his close friend Jonathan and his father Saul, mourned. It was also an ancient and majestic curse that could injure the gods of disobedience, and the highest level of magic that could even hurt the gods.

"The bow of Jonathan, the weapon of the brave, swift as an eagle and strong as a lion, has come into my hands now!"

Deep in the dense forest, a very ominous disaster of words was gathering around the magic book elf. Her right hand pointed at Astolfo from between the trees.

"Disaster befalls those who stand in my way! Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!"

The grimoire elf yelled.

In accordance with the heroic spirit's mourning, some things with form will show their impermanence, and everything she points at will turn into sand and collapse.

Astolfo in the sky felt a little unwell, with chest tightness and shortness of breath, as if he had a cold.

But that was all. Although this level of words was enough to cause harm to Astolfo, it was not serious. He just felt uncomfortable.

However, Astolfo could not relax. Since the opponent had released the Noble Phantasm, its power would not be limited to this extent. This was at most just a side dish before the main course. Unless the opponent was holding a third-rate Noble Phantasm.

However, a treasure involving King David, King Saul, and Jonathan could not be a third-rate treasure. Even if Astolfo was irrational, he could still tell this.

But, speaking of it, what is Caster's real name? Could it be... No way!

Chapter 46: Bow Song

"O bow of Jonathan, the weapon of the brave, swift as an eagle and strong as a lion, run and crush your enemies!"

While Astolfo was making wild guesses, the magic book spirit had already chanted the last line of the word.

The magic book elf's left hand was shining with blue light, and a longbow as tall as her appeared behind her. Four arrows appeared on her right hand, which was also shining with blue light.

From the rare blue-green longbow, four arrows shot out like comets.

All the arrows traced strange trajectories and flew towards Astolfo.

Astolfo recognized that those arrows were not real, but magical creations. However, the sense of crisis in his heart made him subconsciously drive the Hippogriff and release its true power.

"Hippogriff! From now on, it's up to you to make it!"

The eagle let out a brave cry, changed into an ambiguous posture, and gradually disappeared.

The arrow passed through Astolfo as if it passed through the air, flying through his body without any resistance.

There were four arrows with the power to damage the mind, and not a single one was an exception.

The "phantom horse that does not exist in this world" ridden by Astolfo is just as its name suggests, an illusory existence.

After all, its name itself carries the meaning of "impossible existence". It is a mythical beast born from the relationship between a griffin and a mare that it regards as food.

Because of this, the existence of this mythical beast is very ambiguous, just as its name suggests. It is not known whether it is alive or not, nor whether it is dead or not. It is even unclear whether it exists in the world.

Once the power is declared by activating the True Name, the phantom beast will further strengthen its awareness of itself as an unreal existence. That means sublimation from this dimension, that is, the erasure of existence.

However, the next moment, the Hippogriff reappeared and knocked a Death Servant to the ground in the process.

"O bow of Jonathan, the weapon of the brave, swift as an eagle and strong as a lion, run and crush your enemies!"

Seeing that the four arrows missed their target, the magic book spirit chanted the words again and shot four arrows at Astolfo.

As the four comets waited to attack from above, Astolfo rode the Hippogriff forward.

He did not use the Hippodrome's dimensional jump because it consumed too much mana. However, Astolfo had undoubtedly failed.

The trajectories drawn by the four arrows blocked all of Astolfo's routes. He could dodge one or two, but not three or four.

Two blue arrows pierced Astolfo's abdomen and the eagle's wings respectively.

A-level anti-magic ability has no defensive effect against the blue-green magic arrows.

"Well--!"

A look of pain came over Astolfo's face.

His left shoulder, shot by a blue arrow, was severely injured, his clothes were stained red by the blood, and his left hand could no longer move.

"—!"