My mother's love song

"Humph."

A cruel smile appeared on Vlad III's lips. He pushed the bronze and iron horse hard against the ground and jumped high into the air.

The Impaler opened his arms and loudly declared the beginning of the war:

"Come on, barbarians who trampled on my land! Now is the time for punishment! Mercy and anger will turn into burning rafters to pierce you one by one!

And these rafters are infinite, despair of the infinite rafters, and moisten your throats with your own blood! Kaziklu Bey!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the earth shook violently.

Semiramis reflexively looked at her feet, and in an instant, countless thick steel rafters appeared out of thin air around her.

"excuse me."

Rhodes suddenly came to the side of the empress, half bent over and whispered softly.

"Eh? Wait."

Without waiting for Semiramis to respond with a rejection, Rhodes put his arms around her waist and jumped into the air, avoiding the iron stake that was about to pierce her body.

Although it is a shame for a heroic spirit to be saved by another heroic spirit, it is also a helpless act.

Before the Hanging Gardens, Semiramis could be considered a Heroic Spirit whose frontal combat capability was even weaker than that of the Old Man of the Mountain.

On the other hand, Rhodes was not going to sit still and wait for death.

As he led the empress to escape from the iron stakes, he whispered the name of Set, the evil god of the ancient serpent in the Garden of Eden.

"Dark Dragon of Original Sin [Set]"

Seven huge magic circles emerged from the sky, illuminating the dark battlefield.

The colorful light emitted from the magic circle burned the approaching rafters.

"I saw it again. Was that the magic you used to free Berserker from his cage?

It was so easy to burn my iron stake, this kind of magic bullet is unheard of."

Vlad III said calmly: "But can your spark burn away my endless hatred?"

Today, a terrifying forest made of iron stakes has regrown on the plain in front of the city of Milenia.

Even so, the iron stakes showed no sign of stopping. They continued to grow iron stakes on the iron stakes as if they were multiplying, constantly chasing Rhodes and Semiramis.

That’s right, it doesn’t matter if the iron stake is a treasure. If it is a single one, it won’t cause much damage, and the speed is not very fast... However, the number is undoubtedly abnormal.

Quantity can be said to be the most notable feature of this treasure.

The number of iron stakes that Vlad III was able to deploy was approximately 20,000.

This alone is already an exceptional existence.

There are indeed some anti-military or anti-fortress Noble Phantasms that can annihilate hundreds or thousands of people at once.

But when it comes to Noble Phantasms that are counted in tens of thousands, they are really few and far between.

This is because his Noble Phantasm is not a holy sword or holy spear, but a recreation of a historical event in which 20,000 Ottoman Turkish soldiers were impaled on iron stakes.

Indeed, each of these iron stakes might be an insignificant thing that cannot be considered a treasure.

However, faced with the overwhelming number of 20,000, even the strongest Heroic Spirits would feel an invisible sense of pressure.

Although it is full of madness, it is the strongest and most impactful military demonstration.

Therefore, this Noble Phantasm is called the King of Capital Punishment [Kaziklu Bey], and is the most terrifying Noble Phantasm that bears the name of its owner.

The iron stake attack that came without warning made Rhodes feel pressured.

While he was gliding through the endless forest of iron stakes, he turned to the empress in his arms.

"Assassin!"

The Assyrian Queen felt extremely unhappy to be touched so easily by a man, but if she was abandoned now, she would have no way out. Semiramis twisted her body and glared at Rhodes angrily.

"what?"

Although I say that a little bit...where is the confidence and composure that you had when you came here?

"Why are you asking......"

Rhodes was speechless: Assassin, where is your great treasure?

If the Sky Garden doesn't come soon, we'll all turn into kebabs.

I have no problem, but can the pampered body of the Empress withstand that thick and hard iron stake?

Rhode grabbed the soft flesh on her waist and asked anxiously, "Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

The Assyrian queen blushed and gritted her teeth and said, "Wait, where is your hand touching you... uh, what hasn't arrived yet?"

Chapter 362 The Empress's Wavering

The Assyrian queen blushed and gritted her teeth and said, "Wait, where is your hand touching you... uh, what hasn't arrived yet?"

In the moment when they were distracted, Vlad III, who was not far away, moved his fingertips slightly.

The iron stake suddenly pierced towards Rhodes and Semiramis.

Rhode reflexively cast a magic circle and turned to dodge, but the iron stakes continued to pour out one after another as if they had been aimed at that position.

After smashing more iron stakes with his staff, an arrow came through the air and grazed his cloak.

Tsk... is that Kama?

It was not just Gamo. Rhodes saw Avisbronn in the distance snap his fingers, and the puppet army started running towards this side.

As he was about to be surrounded by the army, the Lion King-style cloak on Rhodes' back seemed to come to life and spread out like wings.

The magus, with black wings spread out like an evil dragon, flew over the battlefield.

Staring at Caster, who was speeding up and spinning freely in the air, and the iron stakes could no longer pursue him, Vlad III asked Avisbronn.

"As a Caster, can you do such a ridiculous thing?"

"……Do not."

Rider frowned beneath his mask and shook his head.

For a magician, flying with the help of gravity manipulation and airflow control is actually not a difficult thing. Even modern magicians can do it.

But to be honest, the speed and control of Black Caster when flying are really too exaggerated.

Sometimes elegant, sometimes violent.

The trajectory and speed that surpassed the laws of physics were no longer within the realm of magic, but more like the realm of mythical spacecraft.

The flying ability that Rhodes displayed now surpassed that of the magicians of the Age of Gods and was also the power of the Beast of Apocalypse.

Legend has it that Simon Magis, the teacher of Emperor Nero, once debated and argued with Saint Peter, the disciple of the Savior, in front of the emperor.

The court magician spread arrogant blasphemies as he flew.

In the end, St. Peter prayed to God and relied on God's power to shoot down Simon Magis.

With the strong wind whistling in their ears, Rhodes and Semiramis maintained a low altitude of about ten meters.

The empress felt the wind blowing in from under her skirt, so she covered her skirt with one hand and grabbed the front of Rhodes' clothes with the other.

At this time, the magician urged again.

"Hey, Assassin! Are you still not ready?"

She frowned in confusion, "No... Caster, what are you talking about since just now?"

"Why are you still pretending to be stupid at this point... Hurry up, we're waiting for you now. Let those guys on the black side see how powerful you are!"

"……what?"

Semiramis blinked: Is this guy expecting the fighting power of an Assassin...

"A sky garden!"

Rhode leaned close to her face and whispered, "Semiramis! Where is your invincible sky garden? Call it over here quickly!"

"Uh."

The Assyrian queen's enchanting beauty, which always displayed confidence and wisdom, rarely revealed an expression of dementia.

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Although Rhode's flight was fantastic, he still felt exhausted facing the joint attack of an army composed of four Servants, not to mention he was holding a woman in his arms.

The iron stakes were deployed as far as Vlad III could see and were not restricted by height.

Like a scene from a horror movie, they multiplied infinitely wherever the enemy's feet rested. Even a moment of slackness would kill Rhodes and Semiramis together.

Kama drew the sugarcane bow, put the flower arrow on the string, and shot the arrow at his master without hesitation.

The God of Love is now thinking about killing Rod as soon as possible, then stealing the Holy Grail and returning to his own world.

Frankenstein deployed a magic shield like an electric grid in the air, hindering Rhodes' actions.

Under the control of Avisbronn, the puppet army used iron stakes as javelins to throw at Rhodes from below.

The golem, which was directly controlled by the Creator, displayed agility and accuracy comparable to that of a first-class Servant, and coordinated with the attacks of the other three Servants, making Rhodes suffer terribly.

To be honest, even if Rhodes ate Vlad III's treasure, he would still be able to protect himself, but it was different for Semiramis who was in his arms.

As long as she was not in the garden, she was the weakest Assassin and would undoubtedly die.

"What's going on, Assassin?" Rhode urged, "Has the Sky Garden not arrived yet?"

Semiramis lowered her head guiltily and spoke while biting her lip.

"Uh... that's not ready yet. You have to wait a little longer... just hold on a little longer, Caster."

For her, the only thing she couldn't do was let Rhode know that she couldn't use the "Prosperous Sky Garden".

Judging from the negotiations between the throne rooms that day, Aleister Crowley is a greedy man.

If he knew that the ownership of the [Sky Garden] was not on his side, he would definitely take it away ruthlessly.

This was the only thing Semiramis could not tolerate no matter what.

It was a garden built for him by his Master Amakusa Shiro, who trusted him, and it was the fruit of his seventy-year-long wish for the Greater Holy Grail.

How can I give it to others so easily!

"Okay, got it. Hurry up then."

Rhodes stared at Semiramis's bitter face and did not urge her any further.

The magician flying in the night sky called out more magic circles, dodged the iron stakes, and began to counterattack from the puppets.

"It's too much for even me to deal with four Servants alone, but don't worry."

Rhode said after performing a large-scale anti-army magic and blasting away several golems.

"I will ensure your safety until we reach the Hanging Garden. I'll leave it to you after that."

"!?"

The silent Assyrian queen raised her head in silence.

Staring at Rhodes' sweaty face, Semiramis's five fingers unconsciously sank into his skin.

Caster, is he also...looking forward to my power like Shirou!?

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A narrow alley between two buildings in Sighişoara.

Fiore Fulvige Eugedomrenia remained in the air.

Two [wrists] extended from the girl's back and stabbed the outer wall of the building like a spider's legs.

"【Iron Fist of War】, shooting order."