Come to think of it, what had Achilles done since his descent?
Before the war had even started, his own Berserker had already run off. Then, on the first night, she had attacked the Black Faction's castle and was finally captured. He needed to bring Berserker back, but failed to do so, and had a preliminary probing clash with the Black Faction. This was him wiping Berserker's ass.
Then, for some inexplicable reason, his own Big Sis chose to betray them. Then, in order to grant his Big Sis release, he chose to fight her. After much difficulty, he had freed his Big Sis from her fallen state. But now, Lancer was coming with such a powerful attack. If he was not careful, a large number of innocent people would be harmed.
This was completely different from his own thoughts on participating in this Holy Grail War. So, no matter what, he had to stop this flame from spreading further. Although his own "Miniature World Enclosing the Azure Sky" had been damaged a lot by his Big Sis's Boar of Divine Punishment, with his Big Sis's exit, the erosion of the darkness on the entire small world had also stopped.
His own small world should still be able to block the aftershocks of this flame from spreading further.
And so, the shield that had just returned to his hand, before it had time to be maintained and restored by magical energy, was once again thrown high into the sky by its own master. Then, a Greek-style structure rapidly unfolded. It could be said that Achilles had basically given up on retrieving this Noble Phantasm.
After all, no matter what, the Little Sun's God-Killing Spear was a genuine divine spear that not even a God-King could stably control. Its power was enough to completely destroy all "single" existences in the world—living, non-living, and even any object, including magical beasts, phantasmal beasts, divine beasts, humans, shields, armies, cities, barriers, and gods. All existences could not resist it. Of course, the world was an exception.
He was afraid that even his own small world would gradually shatter after the clash of this Noble Phantasm.
But under the protection of this world, this land should not be affected much. This way, he, as a hero, could be said to have protected something.
Come to think of it, it's really terrifying. This son of the Sun God can actually erupt with such a powerful attack.
At the very center of the sun flashing in the sky, Karna raised the god-killing spear in his hand high. Purple flames erupted from his back. The decoration on the side of his body slowly unfolded like wings, and also like the sun.
"Know the mercy of the King of the Gods!"
On the ground, Siegfried raised the demonic sword in his hand high, then placed it at his side. A powerful magical energy gathered on the blade. The jewel on the hilt emitted an even more dazzling light. At the same time, the compressed magical energy that erupted backward also tore the ground apart, causing this flame-covered earth to once again change its form.
"The evil dragon shall falls.!"
But this was also good. After the Miniature World Enclosing the Azure Sky had completely isolated the aftershocks of the flame, the flames scattered on the ground were also blown away by the powerful magical energy. At least it wouldn't form an unimaginably large fire disaster.
The Masters of Yggdmillennia should feel fortunate. At least for now, no Servant wanted to directly launch an attack on their castle. Even Karna's attack was just the aftershock spreading to the castle, causing the decorations in the entire castle to become extremely dry, and even somewhat deformed and scorched. For a magus, it had not yet reached a fatal level. But for the homunculus cultivation facility in the basement, it had caused a certain impact. As the cultivation fluid boiled in the high temperature, this batch of homunculi was considered unusable.
Of course, in the current battle, the homunculi really didn't have much use anyway.
He was afraid there were only two outcomes for sending these homunculi onto the battlefield: either being affected by the power of the Lord of Impalement and turning into corpses on stakes, or being directly covered by flames and burned to ash.
"With this single strike, I shall inflict extinction!"
"And the world will reach it's sunset!"
The black spear finally erupted with a powerful magical energy, falling from the sky and dyeing the heavens red.
"Be reduced to cinders! [Vasavi Shakti]!!"
"I will bring you down! [Balmung]!!"
The blue and the dazzling red clashed here. The dazzling blue, under Siegfried's full-power output, held the falling sun in mid-air. However, in the end, it was still a step short.
As if seeing the end of this clash, a calm smile appeared on Siegfried's face. He had, after all, done his best to respond to his Master's expectations, although he had not brought him victory.
The blow from the God-Killing Spear pierced through the green small world. Flames spread out in the sky. Even a portion of the vegetation on the Hanging Gardens turned a scorched yellow under the attack of these flames.
The holy sword in Aslan's hand and the spear in Vlad III's hand clashed. Then, the holy spear in his hand thrust towards Vlad III, but was blocked by a stake that protruded from the ground.
Looking at the sun-like flame that had fallen from the sky, Aslan looked at Vlad III. "It seems the situation has now turned to our complete advantage. The battle between you and I should also come to an end soon."
Vlad III's palm shot forward. A large number of stakes emerged from the ground. Aslan had no intention of dodging. The armor on his body was composed of his magical energy. And under this armor were the dragon scales he wore on his body. With one after another of his entries into dragonification, the current Aslan no longer needed the bottle with the island's power to be able to easily achieve the Reversed state.
To be precise, it should be the state of dragonification. Since Siegfried had already made his exit, and there was no one with an anti-dragon special attack now, he didn't need to worry about anything.
The sharp stakes that had emerged from the ground pierced through the armor, but did not completely pierce through the dragon scales. However, it also caused a portion of the dragon scales and the sharp stakes to show signs of damage after the collision, scattering onto the ground.
Looking at this portion of shattered scale fragments, Vlad III more or less also recognized that these were the fragments of a Phantasmal Species, a dragon species. Combined with the self-introduction of the warrior before him, and now, Siegfried's exit, Vlad III gritted his teeth and couldn't help but question, "Was this all within your calculations?"
Although on this land, no one could dodge the attack of these stakes, if they could not break through the defense of the person before him, then everything would come to a halt here.
Aslan, in turn, looked at the damaged scales and some blood on his body, as well as the sharp stakes that were still continuously attacking him. Aslan shook off the bloodstains on his body. The dragon's blood quickly boiled, recovering the injuries on his body. "This is quite surprising. Is it because you're on your own soil that these originally not-so-strong attacks have such power?"