But the one who didn’t understand even more was actually An Nuo.
"Why on earth--do you hate me so much!?"
He questioned the Wolf King who could not answer his question.
Annuo does not have the so-called "hatred" emotion.
Even though he had experienced betrayal, destruction, and overwhelming grief and anger in his life, he didn't know what hatred was.
He should hate Vortigern and hate Vortigern for nearly killing King Uther.
He should hate those dragons that burst out of the Fairy Realm, and hate them for destroying the Round Table and the Kingdom of Britain.
But Annuo has never had any feelings of hatred.
He is angry, he is sad, but he does not hate.
This is his [flaw].
Lawrence has the possibility of being an Avenger because Lawrence hated the Black Death. He gave up art and embarked on the path of a medical scientist because of this hatred.
Ocean Anos has the possibility of being an Avenger because Ocean hated his father Poseidon who brought him into this world and hated Poseidon for killing his brother and his friend.
Nora Brohl had the possibility of being an Avenger, and her peaceful life changed dramatically one day. She was trafficked, traded, dissected, and made into a monster. He hated the bloodline of Fargo and the whole world.
Those he killed also hated him.
A few without Avenger possibilities...
Zuomura Annuo hates nothing. He has never clearly hated anything. He cuts through the entire era with a knife, but the eras merge together in an instant like water flow.
If Xiang An insists, he just hates his brother Xiang Yu, but he also loves his brother, and his hatred is mixed with other things, so he cannot be truly stable at all.
Ananu and Enkidu don't hate at all. He is indeed angry and disgusted with the gods in the sky, but as he personally becomes the barrier in the sky, he has a new smile on his face.
Only Anno, he should have someone to hate, but he can't hate.
This is a [defect].
A flaw that comes with being "the first".
He may also feel hatred, but... that person may not have appeared yet.
So he doubts, so he questions.
But these doubts and questions are irrelevant.
He must find a way to stop this wolf... and kill it!
Buzz——
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!!!"
boom!!!
The huge wolf king held an arc-shaped knife in his mouth. He no longer had any sense at all, and he was slashing at Annuo crazily.
From the side, Arturia and Joan of Arc were also attacking, but their attack results were not enough - or Anno's attack results were also useless.
Wolf King Rob seemed to be immune to injury at all.
It is no longer realistic to just use steel to describe its skin and flesh. As mentioned before - it is no longer a living thing.
Rather, he is a vengeful ghost who exists purely to kill people.
The Wolf King's hair danced wildly, and the weapons in his mouth roared. The Headless Horseman also held two broadswords that looked like full moons in his hands, parrying the attacks.
"Damn it! My magic bullet has no effect on it at all! Or why don't I have the effect of the magic bullet!?" Moriarty's expression was ugly.
"Even if you have the ability of the magic bullet, it's useless! The magic bullet only focuses on the hit, not the power!" Holmes felt that Moriarty's brain was probably filled with water, and turned to look at Lawrence, who was still sitting on the ground.
"Lawrence, I beg you, please free the Noble Phantasm again."
"According to calculations, the only way to break the situation... is your Noble Phantasm."
Holmes' expression was very serious.
"I understand. Give me some time to prepare. With Annuo here...it will be no problem."
Lawrence nodded with sweat on his face.
She knew from the beginning that she was going to continuously liberate Noble Phantasms like she did in North America.
"It's just a little consumption."
Lawrence closed his eyes and gathered the magic power in his body.
"Please witness..."
"This is comparable to the achievements of gods."
There was a hint of gritted teeth in her voice, and the pain of forcibly releasing the Noble Phantasm again made her spirit base tremble.
But even so, she still released that dazzling light.
"[Non c'era mancanza di interni ed esterni] (Non c'era mancanza di interni ed esterni)!!!"
Lawrence, who was sitting on the ground, floated up and turned into a huge gem.
"Roar--"
The feeling of weakness was undoubtedly exerted on Hesse Rob's body, but even so, the hateful wolf king still did not stop even a little bit of his attacking rhythm.
Humans must be killed.
Only kill humans.
Absolutely kill humans.
kill!
"Ouch——!!!"
Zheng——
Annuo's sword left a huge wound on its face, and the sword in its mouth was also chopped into pieces and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The wolf king was angry, no longer limited to the sword, opened his huge mouth and bit Annuo.
Annuo opened his arms and caught Rob's upper and lower jaws respectively.
The black knight and the huge wolf are fighting head-on.
"This is the roar of my soul tempered by hatred——!"
Joan of Arc raised her own flag, and the surrounding streets had long since turned into a sea of fire.
Her white hair was blown by the fire wind, and she pointed the evil dragon flag in her hand at the Wolf King.
"[La Grondement Du Haine]!!!"
In the flames, a blood-stained spear thrust out from the ground and pierced straight into the wolf's chest.
Blood spattered and flowed to the ground along the shaft of the spear, but the wolf's strength did not diminish at all. Instead, it became more ferocious, with a vague tendency to overwhelm Annuo.
"This damn thing - even in the fairy realm, there are few that are so terrifying!"
Arturia gritted her teeth.
It can't be cut at all!
Even if the sword is equipped with holy light and drives the dragon's heart in the chest, it still cannot defeat the wolf's defense!
It used its own flesh and blood as a barrier, turned its hatred into a defense, and then transformed into the terrifying posture it is today...how could it be defeated so easily.
"Roar--"
finally.
The terrifying power from the wilderness overwhelmed the knight's defense.
Poof——
"Well--"
Blood spurted out, the treasure armor given by the fairy was penetrated by sharp teeth, and almost the left half of Annuo's body was chewed off.
But perhaps because of the injury, Annuo's eyes turned red, and his movable right hand was covered with huge force. He grabbed the eyeball exposed from the previous wound and pulled hard.
This scene is terrifying and tragic.
Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that he could never sit idly by and do nothing anymore.