The Red Faction's Actions / Achilles

This can't go on any longer.

This was the shared thought in the minds of all the [Black] Faction Master who witnessed this scene.

Meanwhile, in the dense forest slightly away from the battlefield, Chiron's gaze was also fixed on that battlefield—

"Achilles... huh..."

Muttering the name of Achilles, Chiron extended his right hand:

"Projection, loading (Trigger off)"

With memories as its framework and magic as its content, a long spear suddenly appeared in Archer's loosely clenched hand.

Looking at the rather plain-looking spear in his hand, a feeling of nostalgia suddenly flashed in the white-haired youth's eyes.

[At this moment, using this thing is really quite appropriate, Dad.]

"Well, now's not the time to think about that..."

Archer, refocusing his attention on the battlefield, weighed the spear in his hand, then—

A golden meteor, carrying an all-consuming force, tore through the night sky that shrouded the entire battlefield!

"--[The Durindana (Durandana)]!"

Blade: 537

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The current progress is still up [1/3].

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Chapter Tweet: <Grand Dead>

Zhang recommends a seedling--

<Grand Dead>, a lighthearted and humorous story.

I have to say, it's quite hilarious to watch 2333

The following is a brief introduction--

Xian Yu, who never shipped anything, was transported to Absolute Demonic Front.

If you can't get the waifu through gacha pulls, you'll have to conquer her yourself! Gilgamesh to shoulder with Gilgamesh to protect Uruk, and tear apart human evil with Gudako!

While harboring these fantasies, Xian Yu suddenly discovered that she had a transmigration system...

It appears to have been purchased from Pinduoduo.

Electrocute yourself with a Projection, fall off a cliff while running on flat ground, and have a series of tragic endings while trying to woo girls.

Xian Yu: Mom, I feel like the whole world is against me.

Tiamat: Aaaaa~?

Xian Yu: (dead)

The Grand Dead are those who have reached the pinnacle of the concept of "bursting away".

(There's a three-day holiday for Mid-Autumn Festival.)

Chapter 220. The Red Faction's Actions

The battle gradually turned one-sided due to the intervention of Achilles. The androids and puppets sent out by the [Black] side were simply unable to stop Achilles's casual attacks, and so far, he had not seen any [Black] side Servant.

--Perhaps they knew that even if they appeared, it would be futile in the face of the Achilles.

"Ugh, so annoying...!!"

The main reason why the Achilles responded to the Holy Grail was actually to seek a worthy opponent in this Holy Grail War, not to carry out a meaningless massacre.

But the relentless onslaught of androids and puppets only fueled his growing impatience.

"Where is Chiron! Let's continue the battle that wasn't over before! I've come to reclaim the victory I entrusted to you!"

Standing in the driver's seat Achilles shouted loudly with an imposing air.

He couldn't wait to find the [Black] Archer he had encountered at the last outpost. In his opinion, the only people who could make him unleash his fighting spirit, besides his own Lancer, were that archer who used strange Noble Phantasm.

As if in response to him, a golden "meteor" stretched across the horizon and hurtled toward the Achilles.

"They've finally arrived!"

The moment the "meteor" appeared, Achilles noticed it, a smug smile playing on his lips as he fixed his gaze on it, and then—

"That's--?!"

The golden "meteor" illuminated Achilles's astonished eyes and his gradually freezing smile.

Boom!!!

The explosion caused by the golden "meteor" hitting the ground instantly engulfed the figure of Achilles.

"What's up with that Rider guy?"

The Semiramis standing at the bow of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon ship frowned in confusion after discovering that the battlefield was completely shrouded in smoke and dust from the recent explosion.

Not only her, but everyone present was a hero who had experienced countless battlefields, so they were able to judge from the explosion that the Noble Phantasm that hit Rider must have been at least a Rank A Noble Phantasm to create such a powerful impact.

So why didn't Rider dodge? Was it because he was relying on his [immortality] advantage?

But that would be far too arrogant.

"Cough cough--"

An inappropriate cough suddenly interrupted everyone's thoughts. They instinctively looked over and found that Caster's Master looked as if he had choked on something.

"Master, are you alright?"

Lily nervously took Wang Xiaoming's arm, while Shirou on the other side also cast a concerned glance at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

After waving his hand to indicate that he was alright, Wang Xiaoming looked at Shirou with a "curious" expression and asked:

"If it can unleash such a powerful Noble Phantasm, then the user of this Noble Phantasm must be very strong."

"This should be Archer from the [Black] faction. Judging from the information on our previous encounters with him, the Chiron always manages to use all sorts of strange Noble Phantasm. However, the fact that he can use a Noble Phantasm of this caliber is rather unexpected."

Shirou explained to Wang Xiaoming with a smile, then paused slightly—

"However, please have faith in Rider's strength; these alone are not enough to defeat him."

Just as Shirou said, after he finished speaking, the towering figure of Achilles gradually emerged from the dust and smoke dispersed by the night wind sweeping across the battlefield.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiaoming revealed a look of "surprise":

"Ah, sure enough, Rider is perfectly fine!"

The look of relief on his face Semiramis) give him a disdainful look, and made Shirou beside him shake his head and smile bitterly.

Immediately, Shirou's expression turned serious, and he turned his gaze to Lancer and Archer:

"Now that Archer from the [Black] side has appeared, given Rider's personality, he'll definitely give chase. So, I'll leave the main battle to you two."

"Leave it to me."

Archer answered without hesitation.

Lancer, standing beside him, didn't speak, but he nodded as well. For a taciturn hero like him, such an expression was enough to reassure him.

After Archer and Lancer descended from the Hanging Gardens of Babylon to the ground in their respective ways, Shirou turned and turned his gaze to his Servant:

"Then, I will also..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Semiramis interrupted him in a manner befitting a subordinate:

"If this is the only way you can move forward, then there's no other way. I grant your permission. Fight to your heart's content and survive."

"Thank you--"

Shirou smiled, nodded to Wang Xiaoming, and then, with the help of Lily's Magecraft, turned and gracefully leaped down from the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

"Then I'll head back too. The Hanging Gardens of Babylon still needs my supervision."

After his Master disappeared from sight, Semiramis left behind these words and then turned and vanished, seemingly returning to the throne room.

Only Wang Xiaoming and Lily remained in the same spot, enjoying the slightly cool night breeze.

In the absence of her Master, the Assyria Empress always lacked patience.

Moreover, seeing Caster and her Master together always made her feel inexplicably irritated, so she preferred to avoid seeing them altogether.

"How about you come with me to see how things develop next?"

Ignoring the Semiramis had left alone, Wang Xiaoming turned to Lily and asked her a question.

Lily naturally had no objection to the Master's question and nodded obediently.

"Thanks a lot."

The atmosphere should have been tense, like that of a battlefield, but it didn't seem to exist between these two.

To the empress, who was secretly observing, this master and servant pair seemed more like they were going on a picnic than going to war...

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Semiramis forced himself to turn his attention back to the battlefield.

There, the Achilles, who had withstood Archer's Noble Phantasm, finally made a move.

Chapter 221. Achilles

The smoke and dust from the earlier explosions filled the entire battlefield, but it was quickly dispersed by the cool night breeze, gradually revealing the battlefield's cleansing surface.

The entire ground shattered like a spider web around the point of explosion. Yet, at the very center of this "web," Achilles stood unharmed.

After all, in the face of Rider's [Andreias Amarantos], any attack that doesn't contain divine power is completely ineffective against him.

So, was Chiron's attack ineffective?

Not at all--

When the smoke and dust cleared his vision, the first thing Achilles did wasn't to investigate where Archer was attacking, but rather to anxiously turn his gaze behind him, to where his chariot, which had previously swept across the battlefield, stood—

However, the three horses pulling the chariot were no longer as arrogant as before. Two of them were covered in wounds and looked dejected, while the last horse slumped down and collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it! Pedasos!"

A trace of sorrow flashed in the eyes of Achilles upon seeing this scene.

The Achilles, Achilles' Noble Phantasm, the proof of cavalry—[Troias Tragoidia], is a chariot drawn by three horses. Two of the horses are the immortal divine horses "Xanthus" and "Balios" bestowed upon them by the sea god Poseidon, while the last horse is the rare and precious horse "Pedasos," which Achilles retrieved from the city during his attack on Eetion.

Of course, as Servant's Noble Phantasm summoning, even if the original text explicitly mentions two divine horses with immortal bodies, "Xanthus" and "Balius" cannot truly be immortal; at most, they are equivalent to the Servant's defensive strength. This is why they barely survived the explosion.

Unfortunately, Pedasos did not have such a legend. Without divine power and divine blood, it ultimately could not withstand such an explosion and perished on the spot.

Of the three horses used to pull the chariot, one was dead and two were wounded, so the chariot was naturally no longer usable. While harboring resentment towards the instigator— Chiron— Achilles waved his hand dismissively:

"Xanthus, Balius, we don't need you for now. You may leave."

The horse, named Xanthus, turned to look at its master and said, "This was a wise choice, my master."

Xanthus, granted the ability by a goddess, gained the capacity to understand human speech and even speak on his own. However—

"Although this should have been done from the beginning, considering your idiotic personality, Balius and I will reluctantly forgive you."