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Chapter 224 Mochizuki Chiyo: A New Hope for the Desolate Sea (10,000 chapters)

"Well done, Captain Nemo!!!" Jason suppressed his excitement and said to Orion, "Orion!! The plan has changed!! You just run straight to Nemesis Island and wait for the rendezvous!!!"

"Is it really possible...?" Orion asked Jason, his left hand covering the bloody wound on his right hand.

Jason, standing aboard the Argo, shouted, "Forget about all that, let's get going!! You don't need to worry about these small fry!"

"Storm Border will launch anti-ship torpedoes... to clear a path for you!!"

Chapter 225 After all, this is my first love that I'm so deeply infatuated with! Please subscribe! 12 chapters

In the midst of a storm.

Odysseus stood like an iron tower on the deck, his steel body unshakable by storms.

His sharp, eagle-like gaze made it difficult for Fujimaru Ritsuka to breathe properly.

Paris looked at Odysseus from the Lostbelt before him and couldn't help but show a look of fear. There was no way around it; Odysseus's name was... legendary.

Odysseus, before Chaldea, was neither a good nor an evil man.

Odysseus simply had his own goals and things he wanted to protect.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's body kept sending signals to her brain.

Chapter 226 I Indeed Delivered Hope to Its Destination (17th update!)

Immediately afterwards, another batch of Atlantis defenders rushed over, shouting "Ooooh ooooh ooooh!"

"The battle is over!!! If you don't evacuate, you will be..." Mashu pleaded, fending off the attacks of the Atlantis defenders.

"Not yet! It's far from over! We swore an oath to Lord Odysseus!!!"

"We must dedicate ourselves to this battle to the very end. Therefore, death is nothing to fear!!"

"Charge!" Dozens of Atlantis defenders rushed aboard the Atlantis warship.

They defend immortality.

They just want to pester them relentlessly.

Chapter 227 This is the Hunter Who Pierces Through the Goddess! Sixth update, please subscribe.

"--Check, successful!!" Da Vinci personally injected the calculated data into the auxiliary firing position.

“Orion. Just to be on the safe side, I’d like to ask you one more time.” Sherlock Holmes looked seriously at Orion’s arm. “Can your arm still shoot arrows?”

Orion's arm was covered in dark red blood, and although the wound had scabbed over, it had only recently healed.

If we try to draw the divine bow... the wound will inevitably reopen.

"Yes, you can shoot arrows." Orion nodded, indicating that he had no problem with it.

"Considering the number of arrows, two..."

Chapter 228 Even in the face of death, the ultimate spear remains undestroyed, because I am your friend.

Lupin silently turned on his phone and played a song called "Cradle of Eternity" for the battle between Achilles and Kael'thas.

Nemesis Island.

The setting sun shone on the beach.

Hundreds of Atlantean defenders surrounded Achilles.

Kael'thas stood behind the Atlantean defenders, relentlessly sniping at Achilles.

Kaiji raised his right hand above his head, pointed at Sagittarius in the sky, and shouted, "Scorpio Shoot!!!"

Sagittarius shoots out a dazzling arrow.

The arrow flew toward Achilles's core at several times the speed of sound.

Bang-!

The beam of light pierced Achilles's core and tore apart the muscle tissue near his chest.

“…Ugh…” Achilles swung his spear with one hand, piercing through the Atlantean guard in front of him, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the beach…

"Go, go!! Almost there!!" The Atlantean defenders shouted excitedly as they looked at the horrific wound on Achilles' chest.

They are finally going to eliminate this troublesome opponent.

This terrifying enemy, riddled with four or five arrows from Lord Kassapa and bleeding profusely, refused to fall!

Every time they thought Achilles was about to fall... they were taken by the swinging cross-shaped spear.

If it weren't for the spirit of dedication to God inspiring the defenders of Atlantis...

The Atlantean defenders had lost their confidence and courage, and were no longer willing to fight Achilles.

“…” Kazan’s expression was solemn. Why hadn’t he defeated the heavily injured Achilles?

He had already heard the explosions that resounded in the sky.

Lady Artemis is currently

Attacked...

I must quickly eliminate Achilles and go to kill the Chaldea master.

"—Ha. Stop joking!!!" Achilles laughed as he watched the Atlantean defenders charging towards him. His spear transformed into a giant dragon, sweeping across the Atlantean defenders' upper bodies, splattering blood everywhere.

“…Ugh…cough cough.” Achilles coughed up another mouthful of blood from the shattered spirit core. He pulled the arrow out of his leg with his left hand and knelt on one knee on the beach, seemingly beyond saving.

"Good!! Kill him!!" He looked at Achilles kneeling on one knee.

The Atlantean defenders felt their chance had come; this time, this time they were certain they could kill Achilles!

We can definitely do it this time.

Achilles raised his head, looking disdainfully at the Atlantean guards charging towards him, and said weakly, "So..."

The spear pierced the chest of the Atlantean defender and was pulled out.

The spear swept across the surrounding Atlantis defenders in a blur!

The sharp spearhead pierced the neck of the Atlantis defender.

Blood gushed out like a torrent, endless streams of fresh blood spraying out.

The snow-white beach has been submerged in blood.

This place contains the blood of Achilles, and the blood of countless Atlantean defenders.

"How is this possible...?!" The Atlantean guard, his chest pierced, stared at Achilles in shock. Was this man a demon?! Why couldn't he be killed?!

“I already told you… stop joking…” Achilles stood up again, straightened his chest and faced the Lostbelt square of the Age of Gods, his spear stuck in the sand, his body leaning against the spear.

Achilles' face showed no fear or defeat; he looked ahead and around at the Atlantean defenders with utmost calmness.

Looking at Achilles, who was riddled with seven or eight arrows, pierced through his heart and soul core, Chillie asked in bewilderment, "Why are you still standing?"

"Because I'm still fighting," Achilles said with a light laugh, his right eye stained red with blood, unable to see the figure in front of him clearly.

Achilles' silver shoulder guards were covered in marks from arrows, swords, axes, and other weapons...

His armor was stained with the blood of countless Atlantean defenders, making it unrecognizable as the original armor, bathed in blood.

Fifty or sixty Atlantean defenders fell on the beach, around Achilles.

He stood alone amidst this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, gripping his spear tightly, fighting on despite his severe injuries!

"...Your spirit core should be shattered. My Noble Phantasm did indeed pierce your heart."

Chillie stopped attacking Achilles, wanting to know the answer, to know what was driving Achilles to fight, to fight until now, "However, why—!"

“…I have heard that there is a hero in the Far East named Musashibo Benkei,” Achilles said.

“…” Having never heard of this Servant’s name before, Kael’ra looked at Achilles with a puzzled expression, waiting for him to continue.

"Even though that guy was covered in arrows, he kept fighting, and even when he died, he didn't fall. He didn't have any divine blood; he was just an ordinary human."

Achilles raised his spear, pointed it at Chillie before him, and proudly declared, "In that case—how could I, the son of the goddess Thetis and the hero Peleus… possibly lose?!"

"As you said, I may already be dead. However, whether I am alive or dead, I will never let you pass."

Achilles assumed a fighting stance, his left eye fixed firmly on the enemy before him. "I won't waste any more words. Let's settle this with our guns."

One after another, Atlantean defenders fell to Achilles' spear.

Arrow after arrow pierced Achilles' body.

This time, Achilles did not pull out the arrow, leaving it embedded in his body.

Simply because... there was no strength left to pull out the arrow.

Gradually, the sounds of fighting faded away.

The scene was also swallowed up by a pure white light.

Only the words of Achilles, the greatest hero of Greece, echoed on the video.

"—In conclusion, I am dead."

"But... my hero's intuition whispered. There's one more thing you can do."

"...That's true. It was originally impossible."

"But if I, as an existence myself, act as a catalyst, and through a reaction, summon that man,"

“He will definitely be able to help the Master.” Achilles was convinced that what he was doing would be useful. “And me. My body. It’s just dying—how could I be rendered unable to move because of it!”

A miracle happened.

Achilles, who had been lying on the ground, rose again and continued to fight, fight, fight, fight until he died, until the time came for him to disappear.

The Atlantean defenders in front of him were killed again.

Achilles once again wielded the deadly spear.

"...He is indeed dead..."

"However... can this man still continue to fight...!!!" The Lostbelt's Chilling relentlessly fired at Achilles, the arrows striking him again and again.

Achilles, struck by the arrow, merely shuddered before continuing his charge against the Atlantean defenders, taking the initiative...

attack.

"Even if I defeat him, it won't be enough for the next shot..." Thinking of this, Kagashiro's face showed an extremely determined expression. An emotion other than calculation appeared in his body. Perhaps it was pride, the pride of being a great sage, the pride of being Achilles' master.

"...Stop looking down on us!!! Get out of the way!!!" Kazanio commanded the Atlantean defenders to retreat, and he ran to Achilles' side.

"I'll settle this with him...!!!!"

Kamishiro Kazekage propelled himself forward on all four legs, charging rapidly toward Achilles instead of resorting to sheer numbers in the fight.

He wanted to personally annihilate this man.

As Kagami ran at high speed, his longbow continuously fired deadly arrows, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Boo hoo hoo-!

Three arrows were aimed at Achilles' wrist, neck, and knee.

Achilles' left eye was wide open, its bloodshot pupil tracking the arrow. His ears were listening. He changed his position, taking a step back and leaning his upper body slightly forward, while swinging his hand from right to left.

A sharp arrow slashed across Achilles' neck, tearing through flesh and blood, and blood oozed from his neck.

The arrow aimed at the wrist and knee was completely blocked.

"Haaaaaaah!!!" Kazekage Kamishiro drew his short sword and swung it. Kazekage Kamishiro was also very strong in close combat. He was extremely proficient in all the melee weapons of the centaur: short swords, dual swords, and spears. He was proficient in all the martial arts techniques of Greek mythology.

Dangdangdang——!

Achilles, critically wounded and on the verge of death, continues to fight by relying on combat.

At its peak, the Lostbelt of the Age of Gods was completely unharmed.

The two fought each other.

The surrounding Atlantean defenders stared in disbelief.

They couldn't understand or believe what they were seeing.

Why was Achilles able to fight Lord Chillie?

Why have we been able to persevere until now?