"Mr. Liao Ye, unleash your Noble Phantasm directly! Then fall back!" Knowing that Liao Ye was in no condition for a prolonged battle, Fujimaru Ritsuka gave the order without hesitation.
"—All right!" Liao Ye gritted his teeth. Without the slightest hesitation, he burst forward at a speed even a fraction faster than Anno and King Hassan.
The Lion King noticed Liao Ye's intentions, but she simply did not care.
She was confident that Liao Ye's attack could not harm her.
Her targets were the other three Heroic Spirits: Anno, King Hassan, and Mash Galahad.
"Take care of this damn Dragon first, or we'll pay dearly!" Anno evaded the magical energy blasting toward him from the Lion King and shouted, his gaze never leaving her.
"I shall claim the Vile King's head myself, knight." King Hassan answered only in a calm tone.
His attention was currently on Liao Ye.
"Watch closely, Your Majesty—"
Liao Ye had already cast all else aside. With a flicker, he arrived before the Vile King.
The Vile King opened its enormous maw, a blaze mixed with the Holy Spear's magical energy about to pour forth.
"Shut your mouth!"
Anno came down from above with a kick. The tremendous force slammed the Vile King's jaws shut and, in the process, forced the Lion King lower, bringing her—standing atop the Dragon's head—within Liao Ye's attack range.
"This is the light that shines with the will of Northern Chu's soldiers to charge into battle!!!"
Liao Ye fiercely swung his long halberd—
"[Military Way, Wielding Halberd in Formation]!!!"
Clang—
The long halberd carved a massive crescent moon before the Lion King. Razor-sharp magical energy, carrying immense destructive force, surged toward her.
But—
"Hmph."
Boom!!!
The Lion King merely snorted and, standing atop the Vile King's head, lightly tapped her Holy