With a loud noise, Vortigern's huge front paws fell to the ground.
The violent magic flow mixed with the magma formed by the melted soil burst out from the ground, and the gravel was shot to the surroundings along with the air waves.
The brief loud noise was followed by deathly silence.
It is impossible for normal people to survive such a tragic situation.
do you died?
Not to mention Artoria who was still attacking him, even the other companions who came with the magician did not react much.
Vortigern also never felt the actual sensation of hitting a living creature.
It seems that the other party is a good escaper.
Bailong's huge eyes slightly closed, looking at the front paws he used to slap.
Black magic beams spread upward from the bottom of his palm.
Finally stopped at one place.
Although thanks to the magic resistance of being a giant dragon, Vortigern's front paws can barely move. But for attacking and supporting the movement of a huge body, the paws that are bound by Animusfia's magic at this moment are obviously
Demand can no longer be met.
Or, didn't you put yourself in danger in the first place?
While thinking about it, Bailong turned his head and looked behind him.
On Vortigern's back, a figure slowly appeared behind the heavy armor Arturia wore.
It was Animusfia who disguised herself as part of the black saber armor.
Although she was tired, Artoria, as a heroic spirit, had no problem carrying an ordinary person on her back and moving at high speed.
And what Arturia was responsible for was not a feint at all——————
In other words, the interference attack is only part of the plan.
I see.
Is what you are left with just an illusion that looks like the truth?
Arturia's apparent interference was to buy time and opportunity for Animusfia, who was performing some magic trick.
But the actual intention was to deliberately let Vortigern concentrate on attacking the illusion of Animusfia left in place.
This made it easier for Artoria to get closer to him, and at the same time successfully restricted his movements.
It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.
Vortigern was also left alone on the second floor.
Vortigern thought Animusfia was on the first floor, but in fact he was on the fifth floor.
"Illusion? It's really a brilliant illusion."
Even Vortigern failed to see through Animusfia's invincible Saturnian magic.
"Besides that, can it also restrict the flow of magic power? It should not be underestimated."
But when?
When did Animusfia disguise herself and leave her illusion in place?
I'm afraid no one can answer this except himself and Artoria.
Appearing from behind Saber, like a captain emerging from the world of zippers, Animusfia stabbed Vortigern with the Spear of Uranus in her hand, where a large piece of flesh had been removed by the King's Hammer.
"I accept all your compliments without politeness."
Saying this, Animusfia inserted the Spear of Uranus deeper into Vortigern's body.
The dark magic power surged out from the wound, backed up by the huge magic power accumulated in the Spear of Ouranos, and spread throughout the white dragon's body in just a few seconds.
Under the pure white scales, black lines are faintly visible, flickering like a living thing.
It flickered on and off as if it was breathing.
A completely different experience from the previous injury came to Vortigern's heart, and a strong sense of uneasiness and another strange feeling enveloped him.
"what have you done!"
Feeling deeply powerless, Vortigern used all his strength to twist his huge body.
The dragon moved like a hill, causing an earthquake-like effect.
Even Arturia had to stay away from Vortigern's torso and retreat to one side due to Vortigern's struggle.
But Animusfia, who was holding the Spear of Ouranos and piercing Vortigern's wound, seemed to be nailed to the mountain. No matter how hard the white dragon struggled, it stood steadily in the distance.
None of Newton's three classical laws of mechanics apply to him at this moment.
"What on earth did you do!!"
Vortigern asked again angrily.
"I simply pierced the sky (Uranus) into your body."
Animusfia used it once.
Techniques used to defeat Vlad III the Impaler.
Recreate the myth of sky (Uranus) and earth (Gaia).
Cut off the continued power of all living beings except Ouranos.
When it is embodied in the body of the Servant, it will naturally eliminate all traces of non-"Uranos", whether it is magic or contracts.
only----
Even so, Animusfia was still targeting Rider's Vortigern.
He was still powerless to do anything about Saber's contract under the other side that was hidden.
Animusfia pulled out the Spear of Ouranos, like a towering tree rising from the soil.
Countless dark "root systems" were also extracted from Vortigern's body.
That was the magic system that Animusfia had seen once in Vlad III.
The twisted and crazy "magic" belonging to Caster, the Dragon Witch.
Even calling it magic is a stretch.
Fortunately, although it is a little tricky, Animusfia can still handle it well when faced with such magic.
A strong light burst out from the Spear of Ouranos.
Immediately afterwards, the dark roots were continuously absorbed by the Spear of Ouranos, and finally turned into a part of the light.
The magic caster cast on Vortigern has been removed, and now it is impossible for Vortigern to achieve the same vampire-like regeneration ability as before.
"You can actually borrow this level of mystery...the sky..."
"Oops."
Arturia on the ground suddenly showed a bad look.
"What's wrong? Miss Saber?"
Matthew asked her.
"That guy Vortigern——"
"What a pity that I am the embodiment of British soil!"
Before Artoria could finish speaking, Vortigern shouted out the answer.
The white dragon struggled even more violently, and the Saturn magic that bound his front paws was broken, and Animusfia, who had pulled out the Spear of Ouranos, was forced to fall to the ground.
Vortigern flapped his wings, and his body as huge as a mountain slowly rose.
The overwhelming tide of magic and air waves swept towards the people of Chaldea.
Even after losing his immortality, Vortigern is still capable of fighting.
But Artoria no longer has the energy to release the Noble Phantasm like before.
"You cannot defeat me, you cannot defeat Britain."
"Really? That's not necessarily the case."
Animusfia seemed to have expected it.
"It's time! Saint George!"
Purple light came out in response.
"Ascalon!"
Giorgios, who had never appeared, rushed out of the dense forest, and the holy sword that killed the dragon was already pointed at the white dragon.
"You are a dragon and you are guilty!" This chapter has been completed!