The air-conditioning passes through the bone wall spread out by Darius's Noble Phantasm. The architectural structure of the skeleton is destined to be "riddled with holes". It is already at its limit to resist wide-area attacks, and has no effect of keeping warm at all. The air-conditioning is thorough, and Fujimaru stands
The whole body was filled with excitement.
Although Caster's magic took effect less than thirty seconds ago, the air had already cooled down rapidly. Martha was the first person to notice that Fujimaru Ritsuka's physical reaction began to decrease. She hurried over and chanted the healing magic in a low voice, hoping to
Help her resist the cold.
After all, she is just a rider, not a caster. Although she can use magic, she is only at a relatively elementary stage due to her class. If she were a real heroic spirit, Martha, this severe cold would be a minor problem.
No, if it were the real her, there was no way she would be forced to this extent. The evil way of wielding magic indiscriminately and killing people would definitely be eradicated by her first.
The bone wall that resisted the ice attack gradually cracked, revealing cracks.
It has not been a short time since the development of Darius's Noble Phantasm.
For this kind of wide-area summoning army type Noble Phantasm, the duration is always a problem.
After all, these armies are all made possible by the magic power shared from Darius's [Spiritual Base]. For example, Fujimaru Ritsuka is the power source, Darius is the Walkman, and the Undead Army is
Headphones and everyone’s demand for power are related layer by layer.
Of course, from a fundamental point of view, this is all the magic power provided by Fujimaru Ritsuka.
By the time Darius summoned the undead army, the magic power accumulated in his body and drawn from the ruins of the great temple had been almost exhausted, and the army was already on the verge of collapse. The huge berserker roared, stood up from the throne, and held hands with his hands.
Picking up the exaggerated golden battle ax, stepping on the undefeated body of the immortal war elephant, he bravely launched a charge.
The centipede is dead but not stiff, let alone a monster with a huge body like a war elephant? Braving the blizzard, he swings the battle ax randomly and smashes the ice cubes that keep flying in Caster's hand. As for those rapid light cannons, he continuously
I have no intention of resisting.
Rather, it is something that is simply impossible to resist.
Darius is a berserker. He has lost his rationality and cannot do such exaggerated things as blocking the laser.
It was a high-speed attack that was too late to evade when it was confirmed. A skilled archer like Arash could only predict and attack in advance in order to successfully intercept it. Darius did not have such delicate attack skills at all.
However, he has something else to boast about.
Durablea.
If I give you some reference data, the durability of Fuyuki's berserker is A. In a short moment, Darius can even exert an exaggerated vitality than that lead-gray berserker. A few magic rays can't do anything to him.
The giant king's ax turned into a wave of destruction, venting his desire for destruction without hesitation. Caster just smiled. Under the black robe, on the pale skin that was reminiscent of a floating corpse, the traces of eroded black magic were even more vivid.
point.
She wasn't worried about hitting him with such a rough attack.
After all, Caster's servants are the smartest. How could they be hit by such a wild beast?
The physical ability of human beings is far inferior to that of lions and tigers, but these ferocious beasts can always be seen in human zoos. The simple truth is that wisdom is the only way to defeat everything. What can a mad warrior who has lost his rationality do?
Didn't you notice? Because of the distance problem, if he wanted to attack him, he had to step on the dead elephant's trunk, and as long as he opened the distance, he could easily force him to the point where he had to jump to attack him.
When the time comes, all you have to do is distance yourself to the side.
Naturally, a berserker like Darius does not have the ability to change direction and fly in mid-air, but Caster does, and she is flying now.
She is accumulating magic power now. The vitality shown by this big black man is really difficult to deal with. Therefore, Caster is accumulating magic power especially for him, preparing to send him back to the Hall of Valor with one blow when they pass him by.
If you can only roar, just go back to the Hall of Valor and roar for fun, I won’t accompany you here.
Close.
Darius's body got closer and closer.
According to instinct, it confirmed that even if it ran to the end of the elephant's trunk, it would not be able to hit Caster. As a last resort, he could only take off as Caster expected.
The huge golden battle ax in both hands drew a huge X-shaped attack trajectory in mid-air.
"That's it now."
Caster sneered, and his body suddenly flew a long distance to the side, which was a full 20 meters of lateral movement. No matter how powerful Darius was, he would not be able to hit her. The only possibility was that he would
Throw the ax out. But in that case, the magic you have accumulated will hit him first. As long as he dies, the ax will naturally turn into a spirit child along with it.
"That's right, that's right now. Caster. It's not good to be too proud."
Darius spoke.
The tone is gentle and calm.
"What!?!"
Caster was startled and immediately realized that it was impossible for the Berserker to speak, so the one who spoke was...
laugh!
Before she could see the situation clearly, her shoulder hurt, and her entire right hand, along with half of her cloak, was torn to pieces by a bow and arrow.
"Hey?! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The severe pain eroded her, causing her to make heartbreaking sounds.
She didn't notice.
Too careless.
No, rather, this kind of fighting method is too unbelievable, and it is difficult for normal people to imagine it, especially a magician like Caster. Magicians rarely go to the battlefield to fight with people, so naturally they do not understand the various techniques of hand-to-hand combat.
What Arash did was actually not a big deal.
He was riding behind Darius, grabbing the gold chain around Darius's neck as a rein, stepping on Darius's skirt as a pedal, and crouching like a knight riding a giant beast.
Charged out with Darius!
The distance of twenty meters is an impossible position for Darius to attack. The length of a human arm is roughly the height minus the width of the shoulder divided by two. Darius is three meters tall and has the longest arm.
It's just over one meter, not much longer. Even if the golden battle ax is added, the attack range is only three or four meters, and twenty meters is already an impossible attack range.
However, for archers, not to mention twenty meters, even two hundred meters is still close. Especially for an archer from the Gods like Arash.
The blow that he used to attack Mashu with all his strength was repeated here, but this time, no one spread out a shield to protect caster.
This blow tore her body apart perfectly!
"Then, it's me!"
Standing on top of the Death War Elephant, holding swords in both hands and pointing the transparent sword behind his back, Yagi Sekisai shouted with great momentum.
The caster lost its wings and fell, this was Yagi Yukisai's chance.
"Then, be liberated! Gale!"
Following his command, the strong wind wrapped around the sword blade exploded instantly, revealing a beautiful holy sword intertwined with gold and blue, with the blade extending out like silver.
The violent wind of liberation pushed Yagi Xuezai's body to climb rapidly, flying towards the direction where Caster fell!
"How is that possible!? Bastard!"
Caster cursed angrily, braced himself, endured the severe pain, and reluctantly summoned a magic beam. However, the attack hit Yagi Xuezai's dark hair, but it seemed like there was a transparent wall, and most of the attack was offset.
Only a little bit of heat hit him. There were some scorch marks on his blue coat, and there were traces of burns on his skin. However, Yagi Xuezai didn't shout or yell, aiming at the moment when his body intertwined with Caster's, and waved the gun in his hand with all his strength.
Two-handed sword.
"...The Black King...my master...ah...Master? Souichiro...sir?..."
With a murmur that sounded like he was dreaming, Caster's body was split into two parts by the holy sword in mid-air.