I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"This feeling is a dragon!!"

The legendary King Arthur is the son of the red dragon, so Mordred naturally also bears the blood of the dragon and is a descendant of the red dragon.

Long Wei's sudden appearance made Mordred feel like he was being provoked.

There was a grin on her face eager to fight, and she immediately stepped on the brakes, turned the car and gave Siegfried a kick of gas.

The girl who was already full of fighting spirit squinted at the lion Jie Jieli, who was about to lose half of her life, and shouted with a wild laugh:

"Hey, Master! My first opponent is decided to be that guy, maybe this is instinct!!!"

Lion Jie Jie, who was pale and felt that he was about to ascend to heaven, waved his hand unrequitedly, signaling Mordred to do whatever she wanted.

Because now he just wants to get off the car after arriving at the destination quickly, and swears in his heart that he will never take a car driven by Mordred again even if he dies.

Among all the followers, Atalanta was the one who was most affected by the dragon's power. Just approaching the place where Siegfried and Alsace faced off, she bumped into this sudden power head-on.

"What!? This..."

Although Atalanta was an outstanding huntress, she had never confronted a dragon at all.

Because the kind of guy who stands at the apex of all Eudemons is born with an unreasonably domineering existence.

Otherwise, why would the dragon-slaying heroes and brave men be sung by everyone? Being able to fight the dragon and win the final victory is the easiest and quickest way to prove and demonstrate one's own strength.

Atalanta forcibly suppressed the instinctive fear in her heart, and continued to run in the direction in front of her.

Relying on the excellent eyesight necessary for an archer, Atalanta saw clearly the scene in the open space ahead, and at the same time was shocked by the fact that she had fired two consecutive Noble Phantasms but failed to achieve any results.

"Could it be that the servants participating in the Holy Grail War this time are all guys with unreasonable defenses like Achilles and Hercules?"

The Lich King looked coldly at Siegfried, who had completed the dragon transformation in front of him. The dragon's power, which seemed unbearable to others, was just a ray of spring breeze to him.

After all, he is a man who can sign a soul contract with Netha Lian.

Deathwing's mere existence is enough to set off a cataclysm of terror, not all dragons can look down on him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Siegfried, who had fully inspired the power of the dragon's blood armor, apologized to the Lich King out of habit, and then put his face on again and raised his great sword Balmonk, bursting out with an unyielding fighting spirit.

The Lich King didn't say a word, he was never polite to his enemies, and he might admire the opponent's ability and integrity, but it's better to avoid useless etiquette.

The Holy Sword and the Demon Sword clashed and collided again, and the two servants who released their magic power ran and fought on the ground.

The sound of explosions in the air was endless, and the sword energy swung out left criss-cross ravines on the ground.

After becoming a dragon, Siegfried has completely offset the negative effects of Frostmourne, and his own ability attributes have also been greatly improved.

Although the wound on his face could not be healed, it was covered by dragon scales, and the Achilles' heel the size of a bodhi leaf on his back was also protected by dragon wings.

"whispering sound!"

Atalanta, who was hiding in the dark and waiting for a sneak attack, put down the bow and arrow in his hand weakly, and complained very uncomfortably:

"Anyway, even the Noble Phantasm can't break through their defenses, so why should I continue to waste time here."

Just as Atalanta was about to evacuate to other places to look for fighters, a red thunderbolt shot from a distance at high speed, and hit Siegfried who had just been smashed by the Lich King's sword without slowing down.

The Lich King naturally recognized the guy who suddenly entered the battlefield forcefully, so he immediately stopped his pursuit and stood where he was.

Siegfried held the sword with both hands to resist the pitiful sword that was slashed by the heavily armed Mordred, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his golden dragon pupil.

"The red Saber? I didn't expect to come to make trouble at this time."

Seeing that Siegfried successfully resisted his slash, Mordred was even more excited at the moment, and the scarlet thunder entangled all over his body, which increased the output of magic power.

"Hey, hey, Saber from Black!"

"Are you a dragon too? Are you also a swordsman? That's fine, let's compete to see who is stronger!!"

The Lich King turned his head to look in the direction Mordred came from, and saw the lion Jie Jieli who was panting heavily while holding the car in the distance.

The two exchanged a few words in their hearts through the contract, intending not to expose their relationship as a group for the time being.

In order to ensure his own safety, Lion Jie Jieli drove away quickly in a car, and he didn't dare to stay in the middle of the battlefield where followers could release treasures and smash big moves at any time.

The Lich King, who had lost his opponent, turned his eyes to the dark forest, and Atalanta, who was hiding in the bushes, couldn't help being startled, because Arthas's line of sight happened to meet her.

This made the huntress immediately realize that she had been exposed, and after Siegfried was hit by Mordred and went to nowhere, she had become the only target of the Lich King.

Atalanta, who had fully realized that she could not face the Lich King head-on, immediately withdrew and fled into the forest, intending to lead the opponent into the battlefield where she had the most advantage.

"It's time to put an end to the last unfinished hide-and-seek, but this time the roles of hunter and prey are reversed."

Sensing the movement of Atalanta's breath, the Lich King murmured to himself, and then walked into the forest with unhurried steps.

Achilles galloped across the battlefield in his chariot, while Penthesilea followed closely behind him.

Chiron's bow and arrow and Drake's shelling were all locked on Achilles' chariot that dragged out a long emerald green brilliance like a comet, but they couldn't hit this chariot whose speed almost exceeded the speed of sound at all. .

Golems and man-made humans were directly trampled and crushed by the chariot, and the undead warriors holding up their shields couldn't slow down the chariot in the slightest.

As the vanguard of the red side, Achilles fully fulfilled his duty to open the way, leading the dragon tooth soldiers behind him to continuously break through in the direction of the Castle of Thousand Trees.

Just when Achilles drove the chariot to break through the puppet head-on again, Avisbron manipulated the puppet made of mud to freeze the wheels of the chariot, forcibly stopping Achilles' charge.

"Achilles Siss—!!"

Seeing this, Penthesilea jumped up and swung the hammer in his hand towards Achilles who was standing on the chariot. The spiked hammer broke through the air and made a whistling sound.

Achilles jumped out of the chariot with a front flip to avoid Penthesilea's attack, and then kicked the ground and ran quickly, avoiding the arrows and light cannons that followed.

"Betting the name of my father, my mother, and my friend, I, Achilles, will do my best in this battle."

Like a shooting star, the warrior waved his long spear and set off a massacre, deflecting away the stabbing weapons around him, even though he was already surrounded, he still had a proud and unruly smile.

"Come on! Queen Amazon, it's time to settle the grievances between you and me!!"

And just when Achilles turned around to meet Penthesilea, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into a silence, and all ongoing battles subconsciously stopped.

Whether it's the master or the servant, whether it's the artificial man or the undead knight, they all looked up at the huge floating city in the night sky who didn't know when to come, with the same surprise on their faces.

Semiramis, who was sitting on the throne in the sky garden, raised his hand with a smile, snapped his fingers crisply, and gave the order.

"Since the Dragon Tooth Soldiers have been almost wiped out, let's put in more."

With the arrival of the Sky Garden, all the masters and servants in the Holy Grail War are here, and the battle between the three forces in this wilderness has just begun.

Since then, the real Holy Grail War has officially begun.

Chapter 177 The Woman Who Shot Down the Sun

"This is, a city flying in the sky!?"

Fiore, who was sitting in a wheelchair, stared blankly at the sky courtyard outside the window and murmured, while Luoche and Coles beside her were so shocked that they forgot to speak.

"Who the hell? What kind of Servant is Caster on the red side? He was able to create such a field workshop in such a short period of time!!"

Danic grabbed the railing with both hands and clenched it tightly, his handsome face was a little distorted. He thought that the result of his 60 years of preparation was enough, but the strong strength shown by the other party swelled his face time and time again. .

"It doesn't matter, we haven't played all the trump cards yet. The victory undoubtedly belongs to Yugdomirenia!!"

Darnic looked towards the direction where Vlad III was fighting Karna, and subconsciously raised his left hand to touch the three-shot command spell he was holding.

Then, he turned his head and cast his eyes on Luo Xie who was still in a daze, and ordered:

"Luo Xie is going to inform Avis Bron, prepare to activate his treasure 'Crown·Light of Wisdom', and now is the time when we need his power."

After Luo Xie came back to his senses, he nodded quickly, turned around and ran towards Avis Brun's magic workshop.

Just after sealing the enemy Rider's chariot, Avis Brun continued to work overtime to perfect the treasure in his mind.

With the arrival of Semiramis, the few Dragon Tooth Soldiers who had been dismantled regained their momentum again, and the densely packed Dragon Tooth Soldiers were thrown out by the nest-like sky courtyard.

On the Thousand World Tree side, in order to resist the greatly increased number of Dragon Tooth Soldiers, golems and artificial humans organized with legions were continuously dispatched out, forcing them to provide Cocytus with quite high-quality weapons during the fight. source of troops.

As we all know, people killed by the undead will also be assimilated into the undead, which is one of the characteristics that the undead are feared by the world.

Therefore, even though the Lich King, who was busy looking for Ta Meow, did not release undead magic again, as the war continued, more and more artificial human corpses turned into undead warriors and got up and joined the battle.

The general-like Cocytus was skilled in using troops, which made Chiron, who was also in command, feel the pressure. This knowledgeable sage had to give up continuing to attack Achilles and instead devote himself to the melee. Commanding.

"Since we have already come to visit, as a guest, we must bring some gifts to the host."

Semiramis, who was sitting on the throne and controlled the sky courtyard, looked at the Thousand Worlds Tree Castle on the screen in front of him and chuckled, four or five small bright purple magic circles appeared above his head.

"Coincidentally, I also know a thing or two about magic."

The empress's golden eyes shone with joy, and she raised her hand to control the huge black stone slab engraved with the attack formula "Black Coffin of Ten and One" around the courtyard, which condensed monstrous magic power.

"Then why not just say hello as a meeting gift!"

The magic cannon, enough to be evaluated as an EX level, fell on the castle of the Thousand Worlds Tree through the night, accompanied by the sound of Semiramis' three-stage queen's laughter.

"Well, provocation as soon as you come to the door, isn't it a bit too condescending!"

Standing on the top of the castle, Drake looked cold, raised the flintlock gun in his hand and aimed at the magic cannon that seemed to be punished by God, and countless cannons opened up behind him.

"Now is the time to risk your life."

Brilliant magic light filled the black hole's muzzle, and the shining golden light joined together to form a light curtain, and it slammed into Semiramis' attack without any weakness.

"Remember my name and die!"

"A terrifying sea demon, the woman who shot down the sun!!"

The golden and bright purple magic cannons collided high in the sky and exploded a super-large explosion comparable to a nuclear explosion. The dazzling fire briefly dispelled all the darkness on the battlefield.

The deafening sound made people's ears ring, and some fragile androids were even killed by the aftermath of the force.

The shock waves visible to the naked eye smoothed the thick clouds and made the moonlight shine on the earth. Even the followers stopped and watched because of the collision.

"Wait, you have really come up with something incredible."

Vlad III, who pierced Karna with a wooden stake again, looked up at the courtyard in the sky, then looked at Karna with a sneer and said:

"But even if you don't step into my territory with both feet, this sky also belongs to the sky of Wallachia, it is my domain!"

Vlad III did not shake his confidence in victory because of the appearance of the sky garden, because his side was not completely helpless against the other side.

Just as the Grand Duke of Wallachia finished speaking, Francis Drake, who had just released the Noble Phantasm at full power, raised his hand to help the captain's cap he was wearing, his blue eyes were burning with fierce battle. meaning.

"Little ones, it's time to show up!"

Layers of spatial ripples rippled again behind Drake, but they were more spectacular than when the muzzle was protruded. A wooden warship with a medieval style slowly drove out.

More and more warships came out of the space ripples, floating in mid-air like the legendary ghost ships, forming a mighty invincible fleet.

"King of the Undead, the night of the storm. The wild hunt is about to begin!!"

Accompanied by the fleet's appearance, dark clouds once again gathered in the night sky that had just become clear, and a fierce storm rolled up between lightning and thunder.

The figure of Francis Drake stands against the pouring rain on the bow of the original warship, which was her most beloved ship in life, the "Golden Hart".

"Hahahaha-"

Drake, holding a flintlock gun, laughed wildly and pointed to the 'Vanity Garden in the Sky'. The lightning that pierced the night sky illuminated her scarred face, and her eyes were full of desire and expectation for adventure and battle. .

"Little ones, let's plunder! Go forward!!"

The Golden Deer took the lead and rushed out with full sail, while the rest of the warships also defended the Golden Deer and formed an attacking formation, braving the storm and headed towards the sky courtyard.

"Look!"

Vlad III looked at the back of Drake's fleet, his eyes were full of trust. As a king, he believed in his partners and subordinates.

He is extremely glorious to fight to protect the country, and he won't be defeated if he is blessed by the people's faith.

"Aggressors will be punished, and both Yu and Rider are people who love their country above everything else!!"

Although Karna was also amazed by the appearance of the Sky Garden and the Flying Fleet, but for him, the most important thing was to fulfill the orders given by the Master.

Therefore, Karna, who erupted with fiery flames all over his body, illuminated a small half of the battlefield like a sun, and slammed into the Grand Duke of Wallachia again.

"A floating fortress and a flying fleet?"

Standing with a sword, the Lich King looked up at the giant black shadow floating in the sky and blending into the night, as well as the Armada with its own storm.

He felt the vast magic power from it, but he was not surprised by this miracle like others.

"I wonder if this is stronger or weaker among the three than Naxxramas of Kel'Thuzad?"

The Lich King turned his attention to the forest in front of him again, swiped his sword and slashed the arrows that came from various tricky angles, with a little thought in his eyes, he said to himself:

"It's time for all parties to gather together, right? It's better to wait and see for a while, my trump card should not be revealed too early."