Chapter 147: Treasures and Treasures and Treasures and Treasures "What is that?!" The emerald green light sank into the moonlight, and at that moment, a bone-deep chill surged up Emiya Shirou's spine from the soles of his feet. It was the feeling of being haunted by death. Emiya no longer knew how many times he had encountered such desperate situations. Close encounters with death could be said to be something he had always experienced. There was no way that Emiya could leave this area in such a short time. He can instantly project [Haunted by Evil Spirits]. But his intuition told him that even if he was possessed by ten layers of evil spirits, he would not be able to withstand the rain of arrows that was pouring out like a fountain. The Complaint Arrow itself is a weapon with an extremely large range for group attacks. The indiscriminate bombing in a designated area can easily defeat a legion of hundreds of people in an instant. For the servants, perhaps the power of each arrow is small, and many arrows may not be able to break their defenses, but the power gathered by such a large number of arrows pouring down is difficult to express in words.

Such a rain of arrows is extremely threatening to the servants. How can Shirou Emiya, as the master, be able to resist it? The area designated by the complaint arrow can be large or small. The smaller the area, the more concentrated the arrow's attack will be, and the greater the damage and effective attack will be. With the defensive power of [Haunted by Evil Spirits], it must gather all its strength at one point to barely resist a B-level attack, but it will be destroyed afterwards. This is simply because it can be continuously stacked, making it impossible for Atalanta's attack to penetrate it all at once. Emiya Shirou's shield was not repaired, but he re-projected [Devil's Haunting] to cover it. However, because Emiya was a master of projection magic, it looked like it had been repaired by itself. In fact, each shot of Atalanta destroyed many pieces of [Devil's Haunting], but because her attack speed could not catch up with the speed of Emiya's projection, it seemed that she could not break Emiya Shirou's shield. A fully drawn bow has high damage, but cannot fire very quickly. If she could easily release A-rank shots continuously, Atalanta would have taken care of Shirou Emiya long ago. However, it is impossible to block such a dense rain of arrows with just the ten-layer [Evil Spirit Haunted] shield. I am afraid that it will be directly destroyed by the continuous attacks the moment it is projected. Emiya might not even have the time to project [Devil Haunted] again. "How to do how to do!" Astolfo hugged Shirou Emiya in panic. Faced with such a horrific attack, he had no way to block it. If I were to be hit by such a treasure, I would probably be eliminated immediately. Astolfo thought this in his mind and looked anxiously at Emiya Shirou who was watching the approaching rain of arrows. In his eyes, Emiya Shirou is a ruthless man who can seriously injure the red Archer, so he should be stronger than himself. Obviously, he forgot that he was actually a Servant. At this moment, an extremely strong golden light burst out from behind Emiya. The light was so gentle, gathering the warriors' faith and their desire to save others. The dazzling golden light was just like Arthur's admirable qualities, bursting out like a spring. The powerful momentum made Astolfo breathe a sigh of relief. If he relied on his Noble Phantasm, such an attack should be easily blocked.

However, it seemed that he relaxed a little too early. I, Arthur and Shirou Emiya are not the only ones here. And in that moment of time, one oath after another rang in Arthur's ears. "Recognition - must not go against humanity" "Admit - Don't be an enemy of the elves" "Admit that you must not fight for your own selfish desires" Even with only three oaths of liberation, the weapon in Arthur's hand is no less powerful than an anti-city weapon. A huge stream of golden light shot straight into the sky, and the terrifying oppressive force surpassed Atalanta in just a moment. A terrifying light was emitted from Arthur's hand. The extremely powerful light was aimed at the arrow falling from the sky. "You have no chance of blocking my eldest sister's treasure!" An extremely arrogant voice sounded from in front of Arthur, and with the sound of stomping on the ground, it directly blocked Arthur's treasure. Arthur's pupils suddenly shrank. With Achilles' body, he could not withstand such an attack at all and would be reduced to ashes under his treasure. "Archer! What happened over there!?" At the bottom of another tower, a brown-haired woman sitting in a wheelchair was asking her servant. "I'm afraid that the Knight King's Master is in great danger." The brown-haired man with a ponytail looked at the massive explosion in the distance with a very serious expression. Those were countless arrows of light released at Atalanta's request. Arrows of light fell like heavy rain, directly covering the red team's Berserker, Rider, Emiya Shirou, Arthur and the black team's Rider. "Bang bang bang bang bang!" Explosions occurred one after another. The entire town was filled with endless roars. The area covered by the rain of light arrows was like being attacked by heavy artillery fire, with circles of attacks bursting out towards the four heads. The rain of arrows that fell from the sky hit the earth and destroyed the streets. Like countless artillery shells, they set off gusts of strong winds and impacts, ruthlessly destroying everything. Under the merciless rain of arrows of light, as if no life was allowed to exist, the buildings turned into ruins the moment they came into contact, and countless rubble and dust flew into the air. An even more violent golden light burst out from the mist and dust, sweeping away everything. Archer on the black side could only see a flash of golden light passing before his eyes. "boom----!" The golden light mercilessly devoured everything around it, and a horrific explosion swept through it once again. "what--!"

Even Fiore, who was almost a kilometer away, was affected. If it weren't for the mechanical arm that suddenly stretched out from the wheelchair, she would have almost fallen off her wheelchair. The entire battle area was razed to the ground in an instant. This is the power of the city-killing treasure. Even I wouldn't be able to survive such an explosion, Archer on the black side thought. One after another, people were blown out of their homes by the explosion and fell to the ground at an extremely terrifying speed. Archer wanted to catch those who were blown away by the explosion, but he could not sense any breath of life from them. He walked very cautiously to a body that had fallen to the ground. The hearts of these people had been dug out long before they fought. There are no living people in the entire town. Chapter 148: The First Servant to Leave "This time it should really be over." Atalanta put down the bow in her hand. Even if her own Noble Phantasm could not kill Shirou Emiya, with the Noble Phantasm released by Arthur at close range, even the aftermath would be enough to kill Shirou Emiya. "The end? I'm afraid it's still too early." It was an extremely unfamiliar voice that suddenly appeared behind Atalanta. "who--!" Atalanta did not hesitate at all. She turned around and shot with the arrow in her hand. She stepped hard and fell to the bottom of the tower after shooting. As an Archer, engaging the enemy in close combat is extremely foolish. At least that's what she thought in her heart. She wanted to immediately distance herself from the Servant in front of her. Atalanta also saw the appearance of the Servant the moment she turned her head. He was a man wearing a skull mask, a black cloak, a stick-like right hand and a creepy appearance, but what was even more memorable was the skull mask on his face. He seemed to be completely unconcerned about the three arrows carrying emerald green magic that were flying towards him at an extremely terrifying speed. Instead, he waved his extremely strange, stick-like right hand and said something incoherently. “Hassan?” The mask that symbolized Assassin allowed Atalanta to immediately identify the servant who was speaking behind her. Although she did not know which generation of Hassan was in front of her, the priest as the Master must know. This world has experienced too many subspecies Holy Grail Wars, and the details of almost all Hassans have been known by magicians. But why did a third Hassan appear? Before Atalanta could think carefully, a white mist surged up from behind her.

The extremely strong corrosiveness made Atalanta completely disoriented for a moment. Only then did she truly realize the difficulty of the black Assassin's treasure. She felt that her agility level had dropped directly, and she was no longer as agile as before. Atalanta turned nimbly in the air and landed steadily on the ground. She then quickly shot several arrows at her head and looked around with extreme vigilance. As the thick fog surged, an ethereal and innocent voice came from in front of Atalanta. "Can you be our mother?" What a desperate and painful expression it was. Atalanta couldn't help but want to reach out and hug the silver-haired girl in front of her. Even though she is the Assassin of the Black side, she hopes that she can get the warmth of home. Atalanta could feel that the longing for her mother in the eyes of the silver-haired girl was extremely real. However, the moment she approached the silver-haired girl, her hunter's intuition reminded her that it was an extremely dangerous aura. Atalanta wanted to retreat backwards, but it was too late. Her abdomen was cut open mercilessly, and all her internal organs were peeled out of her body in an instant. This was a curse, a curse that she had no way of dodge. Maria the Ripper The silver-haired girl holding the knife spoke the words of her Noble Phantasm in a light voice. "It is night time", "The other party is a woman (or female)", "It is foggy". If the Black Assassin uses the Noble Phantasm when all the conditions are met, the Black Assassin's Noble Phantasm will immediately pull out the target's internal organs, turning it into a dissected corpse. Such an attack is a curse. If all conditions are not met, it will only deal simple damage. As each condition is met, the power will increase. Atalanta, feeling that she was beginning to dissipate, only then remembered what Hassan had said. "Goodbye?" "It seems that he is certain that I will die at the hands of the black Assassin." Atalanta could not help but sneer. "flutter--!" She suddenly felt something hugging her. "mom!" The silver-haired girl hugged Atalanta's gradually disappearing body with great dependence, just like a sleeping child, leaning on her chest with very steady breathing. If there hadn't been the horrific attack before, she would be like a little girl abandoned by her mother. "Can you tell me your name?" Atalanta did not vent her anger on Assassin of the Black Side for being killed. She just gently stroked the silver-haired girl's hair and asked softly. In her eyes, she was just a poor child.

Isn't it a sad thing for Atalanta that a child of this age could become a heroic spirit? "Jack? Mommy can just call us Jack." The silver-haired girl also answered Atalanta's questions truthfully.