Aslan gently shook his hand, feeling the force transmitted from it. He looked at Atalante's expression with a hint of understanding. "Do you want to take my life that badly? To use so much force. It seems the hatred in your heart is not just ordinary."
Atalante gritted her teeth, a look like that of a beast about to attack appearing on her face. The bared-teeth expression was truly a bit of a detriment to this female hunter's good looks. But it seemed that at this moment, Atalante didn't care about these things.
"Those children must have suffered just like me! To be born into this world, yet not to have accomplished anything, to be killed just like that!! How desperate must they have been?!"
Atalante's head drooped slightly, and her whole demeanor became a bit dejected. Of course, the anger and resentment had not changed in the slightest. "They are not murderers! Absolutely!! Not!!"
Aslan still had that same completely indifferent look. Because the female hunter before him could not threaten him at all. At the same time, was this female hunter's filter for Jack a bit too strong?
"Perhaps as you say, they are just pitiful children who have been burdened with an innocent legend. And I am indeed the one who killed them. And now, if you continue to be so stubborn, I will also kill you at this moment. I am also a person who has participated in wars. Don't think of me as some kind of 'holy fool.' Staining my hands with blood is something I have long since gotten used to!"
Atalante slowly stood up, slowly lifting the fur she had been holding in her hand. "It seems there is no room for disagreement. We can no longer acknowledge each other's existence. No matter what, no matter what happens, I will kill you!!"
As Atalante's bloody oath was spoken, the black-purple fur emitted a black-purple magical energy. It looked full of ominousness. This was the pelt of the Calydonian Boar.
"Now I swear by this right hand! If I don't kill you, what justice is there to speak of, what hero who protects children is there to speak of!! Now who cares what I will become after using this Noble Phantasm!! Noble Phantasm - [Agrius Metamorphosis] --!!"
Squeezing the fur, her right hand directly pierced into her own chest. At the same time, she scattered magical energy outwards, completely covering Atalante's body. Under the catalysis of this magical energy, Atalante's teeth had already turned into the appearance of a beast.
To be honest, looking at Atalante's choice, Aslan could only sigh. Little Jack's resentment was truly harmful. Such a normal, wild, big girl had been forced into such a state. It was really a case of picking on the easy target and bullying them to the end. If so much resentment were to be wrapped around his own body, you'd have to see just how much of an effect little Jack's resentment could have on him. What a joke. Those resentful spirits couldn't even get away from him fast enough, and they still dared to invade him so deeply? Hmph. But since things had come to this, the only option was to directly beat this female hunter awake, even if the moment she woke up was the moment she was about to dissipate.
Similarly, if you're going to fight, fight fair and square. If you're going to crush someone, do it openly. It was precisely because of this belief that Aslan did not intend to just stop Atalante from becoming stronger. He also wanted to show some of the Heroic Spirits here that as long as one's own strength was sufficient, as long as one had the strength to push through this war, so what if you used more Noble Phantasms and became stronger?
The sound of flesh being torn rang out. Atalante's body was completely covered by the black-purple magical energy. Her green eyes also gained an indescribable golden hue. Compared to that noble gold, this pair of golden-green eyes was more like a wild beast peeking into the human world at night. Not to mention, after activating this Noble Phantasm, her eyes had already completely bestialized. Her originally green and yellow hair had turned white and purple. The fur of a wild boar had also appeared on her four limbs. On her right shoulder, the head of a wild boar had even appeared. Under the wrapping of that dark purple magical energy, under this night sky, Atalante had become no different from a wild beast.
Then, Atalante's eyes narrowed slightly, and a blood-red light appeared. "I'll kill you!"
The next moment, Atalante's figure disappeared from her spot, and she crashed hard into Aslan's front. Compared to the elegance of her previous attacks, she was now more like a Berserker. It was just that several consecutive clashes failed to gain any advantage in Aslan's hands.
"I'll kill you! I'll definitely kill you!!"
Clashing with Aslan's holy spear once again, after being sent flying into the sky by Aslan's holy spear, Atalante nocked an arrow. A black-purple arrow shot outwards. "If I want to save the regrets of those children, this is the only way."
The silvery-white spear swung its banner outwards. A powerful magical energy formed a shield along the banner, deflecting all these arrows to the side. Atalante, in turn, ran on all fours like a beast, her hands grabbing hard at Aslan's holy spear. Of course, if it weren't for Aslan's holy spear, these two claws would probably have been grabbing at Aslan's head or heart.
"I will always... how could I let someone like you obstruct me! The reason I fight is to make those unloved children... a little happier! Even if it's incomplete, I felt I had achieved something. But after coming to this era?! The misfortune of children still continues!! I did not fight to create this kind of future!!"
Atalante's claws fell one after another, and after clashing with the spear, sparks and one after another of clashing sounds erupted. "And you killed those children, disregarding their sorrow and pain! They should have been saved!!"
Aslan still easily blocked this female hunter's attacks. To be honest, at this moment, Aslan always felt that he was comforting a very angry cat. It was just a pity that this cat seemed to have already gone mad, and couldn't see the slight retreat that he was showing.
Aslan turned his head and glanced at Achilles, who was not far away, driving his chariot and scattering the enemy's puppet soldiers, preparing to rush here, but was being blocked by the now-freed Chiron. "Hey! If you're not a little faster, this cat, this big sister you speak of, is about to be taken care of by me!"
"Coming right away!!"
Achilles deflected the arrow shot at him, and once again pressed forward a few steps. Looking at his teacher before him, he took a deep breath. "You heard that, didn't you, teacher? I won't let you run away and hold me back from a distance anymore. After all, I still have important things to do. Let me show you the power of this spear that even you don't know!"
The tip of the spear in Achilles's hand turned, and he threw it straight at Chiron.