The target was none other than Emiya Shirou, who was standing in the crowd, holding an injured android. If Shirou Emiya left Tulipas, Achilles would not choose to pursue Shirou Emiya. After all, it was clearly stated in the Holy Grail War that a Master who lost his Servant could leave the Holy Grail War early, and under normal circumstances he would be protected by the Holy Church. Achilles was also unwilling to shamelessly hunt down an enemy who had already withdrawn from the war. But since Shirou Emiya is still on the battlefield, it means one thing, that he still chooses to intervene in this war. As for what would happen to the androids in Emiya's hands after being hit by him, that was not a question Achilles was thinking about. Those androids were his enemies, and he didn't know how many of them he had killed with such a collision. "Come and fight me!" Achilles grinned and swooped down towards Shirou Emiya who was still rescuing people on the battlefield with a momentum like thunder. Achilles' chariot was no ordinary chariot. There were three horses pulling the carriage, two of which were immortal horses given by the sea god Poseidon, and the other one was a famous horse snatched from someone else. Pulled by these three horses, once Achilles' chariot starts running, it can reach the speed of sound in an instant, and after a few seconds it can ravage the battlefield at an extraordinary speed, and as the speed increases, it will inflict additional damage in proportion.

If this chariot reached its maximum speed, it would be like a huge speeding meteorite, and no one would be able to fight against it. Once upon a time, Achilles used this chariot to dominate the battlefield of the Trojan War. He hung the corpses of his dead enemies on the back and dragged them, which eventually aroused the wrath of the gods. Therefore, at the moment when the majestic chariot descended from the sky, everyone could only see a comet falling from the sky. Level A Anti-Military Equipment "The Undead Chariot of the Storm (troias_tragoidia)!" On the battlefield, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. Achilles will not let Shirou Emiya off just because of his actions. Under Achilles' angry shout, the comet descended like a flash of lightning with an incomparable terrifying momentum and a whistling and swirling chaotic air flow. Amidst such a huge noise, Achilles was completely unaware. An arrow, like a flash of silver light across the night, shot up into the sky and came silently. "!" When Achilles noticed the arrow coming, it had already shot right in front of his eyes. "What…!?" Achilles was shocked. The warrior's instinct made Achilles' body tense instantly and he turned his head sharply. “Puff…” With a faint tearing sound, the arrow flew into the night sky and disappeared into the darkness. At the critical moment, Achilles dodged the arrow. However, Achilles' cheek had been cut and blood was flowing. "It's Archer from yesterday!"

Achilles' expression suddenly changed. He thought he would be invincible in the Holy Grail War, but not only could his own Lacner easily break through his defense, but King Arthur, who had no divinity, could also easily hurt him with the weapon in his hand. Now, Archer from the black side also easily broke through his own immortal body. "This Holy Grail War is really very interesting!!!" Achilles laughed wildly. If there was no one who could hurt him, then this battle would be of no fun at all! Compared to a Master who could be killed at any time, Achilles was more interested in this Archer who had never revealed his figure and could break through his own defense. The entire chariot turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the depths of the forest where arrows were continuously shot at his fatal parts. Arrows were fired continuously like a machine gun, but what kind of person is Achilles? The fastest person in the entire Greek mythology. Just such arrows can't stop him———— Before Achilles could express his disdain for such an arrow. A trace of blood spurted out from his chest. It was the arrow that shot him at some unknown time. "cough--!" Blood burst out from the corner of Achilles' mouth. This arrow was aimed directly at the direction that he was instinctively avoiding. It felt like he was seen through. But why could he be seen through like this? There couldn't be a heroic spirit in the world that could see through his figure with just one glance. If it really exists, it must be a character in Greek mythology. "Who is it?" Achilles had a strong premonition in his heart that the Archer must be someone he knew. And a familiar voice came into Achilles' ears. "Being dazed on the battlefield is not the behavior of a qualified warrior, idiot!" If we just look at the wording, it sounds like an insult to Achilles' behavior. But this voice, coupled with this tone, was not an insult, but rather a rebuke from a mentor while teaching him. Achilles was struck by lightning and was completely stunned. Before he was still a teenager, Achilles grew up in the company of the owner of this voice and learned martial arts from him. Even though Achilles never saw the owner of the voice again in the years after he left, he never forgot the teachings of the voice. "teacher…?" The moonlight shone through the layers of trees in front of Achilles. There was a man with long brown hair, holding a longbow, looking at him very gently but with hostility. Everything is so familiar. At that time, he also stood in front of him like this, listening carefully to his teacher's teachings.

Archer on the black side is Chiron, the foremost sage of the Centaurs in Greek mythology and the mentor of many great heroes such as Hercules and Achilles. This is also the second battlefield of the entire Holy Grail War. Because there are no book reviews or posts in October. But it feels really sad to write like this without any feedback. So the author created a book club. It is just a simple book club. It doesn’t have any strange functions, and there are no strange files or pictures in it. I just want to get in touch with my readers. Then I will put the group number here. If you are interested, you can add it. Don’t bother me. 671408119 Chapter 162 Crown: Light of Wisdom "Teacher, what's wrong with me?" The childish voice sounded in this dim and shaky room. Countless pieces of rubble fell from the roof, and even the floor beneath their feet was broken and looked like it would collapse at any time. If it weren't for the support of magic, this room would have been completely destroyed by the aftermath of that terrifying light cannon. "Teacher, am I going to die?" He was a young man with orange hair. He was the Master of Avisbronn - Roger Forrain Eugdomirenia. Roger looked at Caster who was holding his hand tightly in front of him, and asked Avisbronn in a very weak voice. Avisbronn, who was only born as a magician, could only control the puppets around him to grab Roger who was under the range of the magic light cannon at the moment when the terrifying magic light cannon arrived. But unfortunately, no puppet could be faster than the light cannon. When it was about to rescue Roger, the light cannon arrived and submerged Roger's entire lower body. At this time, Roger was lying extremely weakly in Avisbronn's arms, with blood gushing out from the swallowed part like a fountain. It was just that Avisbronn used magic to block Roger's perception, making him less painful. "Teacher! Teacher! Teacher." The orange-headed boy desperately grasped Caster's hand, and kept calling Caster. His tone gradually became calm from the initial excitement. Then he remembered something, looked at Caster's mask, and spoke slowly. "Teacher, can I complete your last puppet for you?" "Master!" Avisbron tightly hugged Roger, who was left with only half of his body, and just from his tone, one could feel the huge waves in his heart. "Because, because, because that is the teacher's ideal, isn't it? I want to see the teacher's greatest work at the end, at the end of my life, and I also want to realize your ideal." Roger felt his eyelids gradually becoming heavy, and he realized clearly that he did not have much time to speak.

The entire lower body was destroyed by such rays and was blasted against the wall by the powerful aftermath. A normal magus should have died long ago. It was only because Caster used magic to forcibly prolong his life that Roger was able to say those words. "In the name of the Command Spell, Teacher, go and fulfill your wish!" "In the name of the Command Spell, Teacher, go and fulfill your wish!" "In the name of the Command Spell, Teacher, go and fulfill your wish!" The whole room fell into silence the moment Roger finished speaking. The three-stroke Command Spell flashed its own dazzling red light and sank into Avisbronn's body. "Black's Caster——" At this moment, an extremely gentle voice came from the door of the entire shaky room. "boom--!" The huge puppet swung its giant fist without any hesitation and suddenly hit the person who spoke. The whole room was shattered into pieces by this blow. Avisbronn fell from the air and was caught steadily by the puppet. He looked at Roger in front of him whose breath was gradually weakening. The puppet moved its huge body and walked towards the last remaining open space in the entire Yogdomirenya clan castle without any hesitation. "Master! You will become the heart of the original people." "You will also be the first witness of my greatest work, and my most proud student forever—!" As soon as the words fell, the entire Yugdomirenya clan castle began to shake violently. That was not the sound of a terrifying thing about to appear and plunge the earth into panic. Instead, it is the earth that expresses its joy for the thing that is about to be born and offers its blessings for it. Just like every time Gaia steps on the ground, the ground will stir up a huge cloud of dust. It is not because of its powerful force, but the earth responds to it with the joy in its heart. A giant appeared from the castle of the Yugdomrenia clan in a half-kneeling posture. Avisbron lifted Roger up with both hands, and with the help of the puppet, he inserted him into the chest of the giant in front of him. "From the birth of the earth (mother), swallowing the wind (wisdom), filling it with water (life), wielding the fire (weapon) again, the disease (demon) will leave." "Unkindness is to smash one's own head, and righteousness is to guide one's own blood to flow towards tranquility" The ground began to tremble again. Avisbronn stood in front of the stone statue, chanting the spell. "It has a huge body like a sacred peak, and is as solid as a rock. It has the appearance of protecting, ruling, and controlling all people." The huge figure seemed to come alive as the spell was chanted, and began to slowly stand up. "You are a lump of clay but not a lump of clay, you are a human but not a human, you are the one who stands in Paradise, the one who rules Paradise, you are our dream, our hope, our love" At this moment, a doll with the responsibility of rewriting the world was born in this world.

"Embrace the name of the Holy Spirit, you are the original human being (Adam)" The spell fell. "Pfft——!" Blood spurted out, and a black key pierced Avisbronn's chest with extreme precision.