I thought these guys were just ordinary humans, so I got into a fun mood. I didn't expect it would turn out like this.
It's like buying a puppy because it's cute. When you watch the puppy playing, you find it very interesting, so you want to watch it up close. However, because you get too close, the puppy bites you on the leg.
Annoyed, extremely annoyed, so angry that I want to kill this dog, just a pet...
But I forgave it because it was cute.
Catherine thought this way: After all, she still loves humans.
Because I love human beings, I want to watch them struggle at the closest distance, I want to see more kinds of human expressions, and I want to observe more human reactions in various situations.
That's why she was so unhappy when Spartacus just shouted love, love, love, not because the plan was disrupted or dignity was lost, but because...
Yes, because she thinks that kind of thing is not love at all.
This was like a difference in belief, which made her surprisingly angry.
For example, it's like Americans and Chinese arguing about whether God created man or Nuwa created man. Neither party will be convinced by the other, and both will definitely get angry.
After enduring Spartacus's exaggerated explosion, to be honest, Catherine was not in a good state.
To explain it in the game, she is a typical fort magician, with high attack, but at the same time, low life defense. Catherine's advantage lies in abundant magic power and a variety of strange and difficult-to-adapt Norse mythology compound skills, but
When it comes to durability, it's almost the same as an ordinary Servant.
Spartacus's blow just now was thanks to the dark evil flames wrapped around his body, otherwise he might have been killed by him without a real blow.
When she appeared from mid-air, she had lost all her leisure, and her eyes were full of serious expression.
Because, as soon as he was freed from the shackles of the inherent barrier, he saw three swords facing him under his body.
Moreover, it was a Noble Phantasm that had already been charged up. The three of them released the Noble Phantasm together, and three torrents of magic energy hit themselves at the same time. The black flames that had previously resisted the explosion of the muscular monster once again protected their bodies.
"Hey... isn't this completely useless?"
Mordred narrowed his eyes. The woman in the sky was actually wrapped in black flames, standing quietly among the three strands of magic.
"No, it's very effective. Because she has to resist your attacks. If it was really useless, she would have started to fight back."
In the middle of the three of them, Arash had already picked up his big bow and raised his head to lock Catherine in the sky.
When the three people's Noble Phantasms run out of magic power, it's time to free the Noble Phantasm yourself.
The thing in his hand is not an arrow, but a sword.
This is a weapon I borrowed from the red-clad archer Wei Palace.
There is no need to release the true name. Arash's Noble Phantasm is not [Arrow] but [Arrow Skill]. It doesn't matter what he shoots. Rather, if he projects the Noble Phantasm, the power will be even higher.
(My Lord, who is as holy as the Yang. My Lord, who bestows all wisdom, dignity, and strength on his radiance, please understand my sincerity.)
He prayed silently in his heart, his clairvoyance fixed on the intense magic light in the sky.
"In other words...does it require stronger power?"
Yagi Xuezhai muttered and bit his lip.
Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted to Mordred: "Mordred!"
"ha?"
"Didn't you say that you want to show her her integrity?"
"ah?"
"I'm going to fuck!"
"Fuck your sister, please explain it to me!"
Mordred, who was confused throughout the entire process, only had time to utter a few unintelligible syllables before seeing Yagi Yukisai stop releasing the Noble Phantasm. He closed the gem on the hilt of the sword to provide the source of Balmonk's magic power.
Disappeared in an instant.
Before he had time to make a sound of condemnation, Yagi Xuezai had already rushed to his side. Regardless of his blue clothes and his resolute face, for a moment, Mordred suddenly felt that if he had a father (
Male), maybe that’s really the case. It’s a pity that he has black hair. Generally speaking, everyone has blond hair, right?
Before she could think more, Yagi Xuezai turned sideways, reached over her arm, and grasped the sword in Mordred's hand with his left hand.
It was originally a one-handed sword, so the hilt was naturally not particularly long. With three hands holding it, it looked extremely crowded. Mordred's steel gauntlets abraded his palms, even when protected by leather gloves.
"Hey...what do you want to do?"
"Of course it is - the Noble Phantasm of Liberation!"
Yagi Xuezhai smiled and did not explain, because in the next second, he had already stuffed the hilt of Balmonk's sword into his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and pulled the hilt away with a force of his right hand.
The blue gem appeared again, and the true etheric magic power of the Gods flowed violently from the gem, overflowing the sword blade, and began to erode the user along the arm.
After all, for Balmong, Yagi Xuesai is not his user, and does not care about his safety at all, and will only fill up the magic power wantonly.
If the magic sword Balmonk is compared to a container, then the magic power is water. What will happen when the water fills the container? Yes, it will continue to flow to any place that can accommodate water - for example, Yagi Yukisai's body.
Wouldn't that be a great container?
Therefore, Yagi Xuezai came up with this tactic.
This time, he did not use magic power to block the power of the magic sword. On the contrary, he guided the intense magic power pouring in from his right hand, endured the sharp pain like the blade grinding flesh, and forcibly guided the magic power to his left hand, allowing them to pass through him.
The body flows into Mordred's [Clarent] along the left hand.
That sword can increase [the power of a king]. Although Yagi Yusei is not a king, King Arthur has no problem.
He knew by chance in the gladiatorial arena that his own magic power could trigger the sword's [amplification function].
If Mordred alone cannot activate this sword correctly, the power of the Noble Phantasm is slightly insufficient.
So, what about adding yourself?
Compared to 1010, is 10x10 more powerful?
Concentrate advantageous resources on one person...
(This is the essence of the Battle Flag game!)
With this thought in his mind, he gave up using magic power to defend himself, and instead filled Clarent with his own magic power and Balmonk's magic power!
The effect of this sword is [Amplify the King's Power]. In this case, let's fill it with magic power! After amplifying it, let that woman take a good look!
If you can't hit her with 100% of your power, use 200% of your power!
(Ah - could I be the male protagonist of a shounen manga?)
This wonderful feeling suddenly came to him, and his mouth was filled with bitterness.
The body that had been eroded by Balmonk's magic power had begun to feel severe pain.
But...it's all worth it.
because……
Clarent has been infected by the pure and hot holy white.
The red and black thunder wrapped in the pure white, vaguely revealed with cyan magic power, the violent beam of light also converged, turning into a sharp [cone], fiercely piercing Catherine's body!
The sky was instantly pierced by golden cones! The clouds broke and the wind and clouds changed color!
"This is it! My Yagi Yukisai's [Sword of Promise to Victory] ahhhhh!"