The golden holy sword struck the wall, blasting a large crater into the chalk wall.
Gawain gasped and took a step back.
The magic power released by Annuo made him feel a little frightened. Even though he was bathed in the sun due to the blessing of [Nightless], he was not confident that he could take a few moves.
When a servant from the Age of Gods is summoned, he will undoubtedly be weaker than before in life, but Gawain feels from Annuo's body that he is as powerful as when he was still alive.
But—how did he do it!?
This is impossible, unless... Annuo is not dead?
While looking for opportunities to attack with Mordred, Gawain observed Annuo's condition.
Although his hair is indeed gray, his face is too young. In Gawain's impression, when Annuo maintained such a young face, he probably didn't remember anything.
"Drink——"
Although I don’t know what the situation is, but——we must fight!
"Have you completely betrayed the king!? Is this your determination as a Knight of the Round Table! Annoqing!?" Gawain asked loudly.
He felt that Annuo was the one who was least capable of betrayal and least worthy of betrayal.
But now, Anno was standing opposite him, waving his sword at him.
"Gawain, you are too foolish and loyal." Anno kicked Mordred away, who had transformed into the body of a humble king, temporarily stopped his offensive, and looked at Gawain with a sad look in his eyes.
"Your loyalty is undoubtedly the most shining quality in you, but you should not become blind and stupid because you shine too much." The veins in Annuo's hands holding the two holy swords were beating, and he looked into Gawain's eyes.
With a fierce look, "I don't believe you can't see through things that even Lancelot can see through."
"You are obviously better at making decisions than Lancelot, Gawain."
"Is this the reason why you gave up your loyalty? Annuo?" Gawain was unmoved by Annuo's words. Instead, he snorted coldly, "Even now, I respect you as my elder, but
You have given up your loyalty to the king without even realizing it."
"No, Gawain." Annuo shook his head.
"The biggest reason why I still come back here...is loyalty."
He sighed, and the holy sword in both hands suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Two extremely obvious rays of light struck Gawain and Mordred, and at the same time he shouted, "Titsuka, take advantage of the moment, go
Open that door!"
boom!!!
"Understood!"
With a loud roar, Fujimaru Ritsuka and others rushed over quickly from a distance.
"What!? Sir Mordred!" When Gawain saw Anno and his companions, he felt anxious and shouted.
"Roar-" Mordred roared, trying to intercept Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"snort!"
Zheng——
Annuo raised his foot and kicked a fragment of the city wall into the sky. Although Mordred was very fast, the stone Anno kicked away could hit Mordred just in time.
Although it was just a fragment of the city wall, out of instinct, Mordred stopped and roared angrily in the direction of Annuo.
All the flying dragons and knights who were still able to move at the foot of the city wall received the roaring call and rushed towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.
As for Mordred, even though she has no thoughts and thoughts, she can understand.
Her opponent with Gawain is Annuo.
If Anno is not dealt with, there will be no threat to Fujimaru Ritsuka and others.
"What should I do? Leonardo da Vinci has just released the Noble Phantasm!?" Matthew was running quickly on his horse, but a team of knights and flying dragons had already gathered in front of him.
——Even after being cleaned up by Leonardo da Vinci and Annuo, the remaining flying dragons and knights are still a huge force.
"Open the light shield and hit it!" Fujimaru Ritsuka's horse followed Mash closely. "If it doesn't work, let Miss Artoria use her Noble Phantasm!"
"Okay - eh!?" Just as Mashu was about to unfold his light shield, he realized -
Is there sandstorm?
Not only Mashu, Fujimaru Ritsuka and others were also stunned, even Annuo was stunned.
This is not a desert.
There are only dry scars and burn marks on the ground, and even the soil is burnt black. How could there be wind and sand, and such cold wind and sand?
This is unreasonable.
and......
In the wind and sand, something seemed to stand up.
"That's something like the undead! But why did it appear at this time?" Roman exclaimed. From the observation equipment, he clearly saw a skeleton struggling to crawl out of the ground.
After crawling out of the ground, it roared and ran forward.
Ahead is...the Holy City?
"Master, these guys seem to be attacking the soldiers of the Holy City! The flying dragons and knights in front of us have been blocked!" Liao Ye reported to Titsuka Ritsuka while galloping on his horse.
"Hey? What is this? God will help?" Da Vinci laughed, but didn't think much about it.
"No, this feeling...this power..." Xuanzang bit his nails while riding on the horse, trying to remember.
She seemed to have felt this power somewhere before, and the time was very recent, as if it had happened in the past few days.
"Ah! I remembered it!" Her eyes lit up, "This feeling is that of the first-generation Mountain Master wearing a skull mask!"
"Okay, Mashu, just keep this feeling! Run over!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked forward.
With the help of sandstorms and skeletons, the arrows of the Holy City soldiers were ineffective, and their mobility and combat effectiveness were greatly restricted. The front was already clear!
The only thing left to be solved is the door!
...
Along with the main entrance of the Holy City, the west side was also hit by a sandstorm.
The yellow sand in the sky obscured the enemy's sight of arrows, but...
"Haha, thank you, the first generation of the mountain master!" Tawato laughed heartily.
The huge damage caused by Percival's bombardment is still there, waiting for his Noble Phantasm to further expand the damage.
However, the battlefield situation was complicated and he could not find a chance to release the Noble Phantasm because a large number of enemies were attacking him and trying to stop him.
But now this sandstorm has cleared away everyone who restricted him.
Moreover - this sandstorm cannot fascinate the eyes of this marksman!
"Namu Hachiman Bodhisattva...if my wish comes true - I hope this arrow can hit it!"
His legs were like two steel nails, stepping on the ground, and he drew the long bow in his hand.
The target was the gap created by Percival!
"Blow that wall open!"
"[Hachiman's Prayer·The Great Demon Shoots Through]!!!"
The water dragon arrows shot out wildly and hit the gap.
Boom boom boom boom——————!!!
The city wall trembled, and everyone's eyes were focused on the location where the Noble Phantasm was released.