The power carried by the huge arrow was huge. It shot through the air and was nailed to the rock wall, making a sound as if the earth was shaking.
The impact of the arrow suddenly stopped, and a huge shock wave centered on the arrow and swept away to the surroundings.
Mordred and Bindu, who were wrestling, were thrown away by the strong wind and magic power. Hassan, who was rushing to rescue Bindu, was also swept away, including the dragon knights and other Hassan.
Then it flew away into the distance.
Fortunately, the wooden wall built by Nishinomura is strong enough and still stands upright under the strong wind.
Bindu lost consciousness directly in the impact. He was already at the end of his strength. A figure quickly passed by him, caught him, and fell to the ground.
The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing the true appearance of the arrow.
"...What's going on?" Hundred-faced Hassan looked at the huge arrow stuck straight into the rock wall at the entrance of Xizhi Village, and his brain was a little short-circuited.
"Huh...Fortunately, Lord Mashu unfolded the Noble Phantasm when she was about to land, otherwise the impact would have been even greater..." Percival was already standing on the ground.
, wiped the cold sweat from his head.
Such a trip...even he wouldn't want to take it a second time.
"Ugh vomit vomit vomit vomit vomit vomit vomit -"
Fujimaru Ritsuka lay on Arrow's body, a little limp, and all she vomited out was "rainbow".
"Master, are you okay..." Mashu patted Fujimaru Ritsuka's back with some worry.
"This reminds me of that time in Rome... Nero was at the helm... Ugh, vomit, vomit -"
"Master..."
"It's okay. I can still provide magic power and command from above. Matthew, go down below and see how the situation is."
Although Fujimaru Ritsuka's face was ashen, he still pointed to Mashu, wiped the corners of his mouth and said.
"......I see."
"Doctor, what's the display on the radar? How's it going?" Fujimaru Ritsuka took two deep breaths, adjusted his condition, and asked Roman.
"There are many magic reactions, at least three hundred, but some of them are very weak, not even as good as the Dragon Knight. And if observed with the naked eye, these weaker magic reactions should be those of the men in black, similar to Hassan the Cursed Arm.
Dress up."
"Everyone, we are mainly targeting the Dragon Knight. Also, can we detect Mordred's magic reaction?" Fujimaru Ritsuka first shouted at the bottom, then turned around and continued to ask.
"Yes, let me see..."
"It's about five hundred meters away from your three o'clock direction, and the magic response is very strong! And it continues to increase!"
"Miss Artoria! Mr. Percival! Go in that direction!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted below, "Mr. Arash, send Mr. Bindo up!"
"coming!"
Taking Bindu from Hassan the Cursed Arm, Arash stepped on the rock wall and jumped onto the huge arrow nailed to the rock wall dozens of meters high.
"He is seriously injured." Arash's face was serious and he placed Bindu on the arrow.
Bindu had a lot of wounds on his body, but most of them were burns caused by the red thunder bombardment during the battle with Mordred. That didn't matter. There was only one really critical injury, and that was the one on his waist, which almost completely destroyed his body.
A wound that separates a person in two.
Fujimaru Ritsuka nervously checked Bindu's injury and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Bindu's internal organs were still there, not a single one was missing, and none of his intestines came out.
In a Servant's body, the spiritual base is a very complicated thing. Although it is essentially composed of pure magic power, there are indeed things like organs in the body. Losing these things will also damage the spiritual base. It has to be said that it is very strange.
"Mr. Arash, please go and help fight first." Fujimaru Ritsuka took out a small bottle from his arms and bit off the cork with his teeth. "Mr. Bindu, please leave it to me first."
"Although it is not as effective as Miss Lawrence's, the potion made by Leonardo da Vinci can also be used!"
"Well, leave it to us." Arash nodded, but did not leave the huge arrow. Instead, he drew his bow and nocked an arrow on the spot. The arrow hit a flying dragon in an instant.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned for a moment, then smiled and didn't care. Instead, he became serious and concentrated on helping Bindu in front of him deal with his injuries.
Hassan the Cursed Arm has found Hassan the Hundred Faces.
To be precise, it is the true form of Hassan.
Baimian Hassan, as far as she was alive, was a simple schizophrenic and multiple personality disorder patient, but after becoming a servant, this disease brought her extremely terrifying abilities.
That is -
With the true form of a servant, a plurality of combat powers are condensed, and this number is quite large.
Although the power of each personality avatar is not powerful, when the number is large enough...
"What's going on, Cursed Wrists, you guys...?" Hundred-faced Hassan looked at the battlefield in front of him, his mind a little unable to keep up.
"...Do you still remember the bed crossbow at the top of our village?" Hassan Cursed Wrist was silent for two seconds before he said this.
"...Wait a minute?"
It took a while for Baimian Hassan to realize what Hassan meant.
"Are you crazy!?" she exclaimed.
"Isn't this because you lit the wolf smoke? I just thought... I have to think of some way to support you. You also know the distance between our village and yours. If you take the mountain road, you can't reach it in two days and two nights."
No, it just so happened that we found His Highness Arash who came to this singularity as a servant, so we just..." Hassan threw a dagger at a flying dragon knight, while facing Bai Mangha
Sang said.
"Thanks...but next time, use a more normal approach."
...
"Well--"
Mordred had completely fallen into a state of madness, and with great force on the blade, he slashed towards Mashu. Mashu raised his shield and blocked the slash, but couldn't help but take a step back.
"Drink——!" Percival's holy spear flashed with light and stabbed towards Mordred.
Unexpectedly, Mordred, who was in the enhanced state of rampage, actually took Parcival's holy spear with his hand, kicked Parcival in the abdomen, and kicked Parcival out.
"Sir Percival, King! Don't release the Noble Phantasm!" Mashu and Mordred fought and shouted.
"The mountain is now very fragile under the influence of huge arrows. If the destructive power of the Noble Phantasm level is used to shake it again, the mountain will collapse! Uh-"
boom--!
Artoria and Percival can naturally understand what Mashu said, but Mordred won't care so much.
Clarent entangled Red Thunder and slashed at Mashu again, but the person standing in front of Mashu was...
Ping——
Arturia took Mordred's sword with a cold look in her eyes.
"......well?"
Mordred looked at Artoria's face, even though she was in a furious state, she couldn't help but pause.
"...Father?"
There was a hint of confusion in her mouth as she murmured.