After receiving the result he wanted, Vlad III, with a smile on his face, turned into magical energy and disappeared completely. Watching the disappearing Vlad III, Darnic knelt directly on the ground. But he had not lost yet! As long as the Holy Grail was still here! He still had a chance!
"I haven't lost! I haven't lost—!!"
But just as Darnic was rejoicing that he still had the Holy Grail, the Hanging Gardens finally came to a stop directly above the castle where Yggdmillennia was located. Then, the special device at its base began to rotate rapidly. A purple tornado began to destroy the Yggdmillennia castle, which was already not so sturdy after being damaged by the aftershocks of several Noble Phantasms.
A large number of stones, under the destruction of the magical energy, turned into small rocks, and then were completely crushed into powder by the magical energy in the sky. Under this destruction, an opening finally appeared in the ground. The golden Holy Grail, under the pull of this magical energy, slowly floated up towards the sky. The golden light flickered, attracting everyone's attention.
"Oh no, the Holy Grail! The Holy Grail! It was directly taken away by that aerial structure!!"
CRASH—!
He grabbed something in his hand and quickly smashed it to the side, where it hit the wall, leaving a stain and scattering a pile of fragments on the ground.
At this moment, Darnic no longer knew how to describe his own mood. Was it anger, astonishment, or a matter of course? After all, from the very beginning, they had already noticed the Hanging Gardens that was constantly flying towards their castle. It was just that they had used such a direct method... this method of defeating their Heroic Spirits one by one, and then directly seizing the Holy Grail...
Was this insulting and mocking him?
Damn it!
Now that they only had two Heroic Spirits left, and especially since the remaining two were not as strong as imagined, it was simply impossible for them to launch an attack on that Hanging Gardens in the sky. It could even be said that the other party had no intention of taking their lives, which could be considered a rare mercy. You must know, in a Holy Grail War, killing the enemy's Master was a very normal thing. To have him just give up like this... he was not resigned to it! His own path to long life, which he had planned for nearly a century, this path of being the sole revered one that he would dream of and wake up laughing from these past few days, had just turned into a bubble... Darnic was truly not resigned!
Although for now, he could still have Avicebron forcibly sacrifice one of their own magi, and then activate his Noble Phantasm, Adam. Then he himself would use the magic of soul devouring to reverse the situation, placing his own soul into the body of the giant Adam, to realize the great work of "as long as my feet are on the ground, I am immortal, and where I am is paradise."
But compared to the vampire Dracula, the body of the giant Adam was clearly much more bizarre than a normal person's, and would naturally have many inconveniences. Most importantly, if he entered that city in the sky, would it still count as his feet being on the ground? The giant Adam also had a certain degree of flaws!
If only there was someone who could drag that city flying in the sky down to the ground.
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In the forest, the golden-haired girl walking at the very front suddenly curled her lips into a smile. The black clothes on her body transformed into one after another of tentacle-like shapes strung together like black hearts. Her skin also quickly turned a grayish-blue, and the hat on her head turned into the appearance of a witch's. Clearly, this image, while being influenced by that life from beyond the domain, was also influenced by some of the concepts from the witch trials.
After all, if three people say there's a tiger, it becomes a tiger. Since you all said Abigail was a witch, then the her of now would naturally present some of the postures of a witch.
The old insect, who had arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield, had a smile on his face. He looked at the dense crowd around him. At that time, when his own life-worm was escaping, it could also enter the bodies of these people. Of course, the premise was that this cannon fodder could enter the Hanging Gardens with him. It was just that the current him had already abandoned the identity of that wealthy man from before. It seemed that the Black Faction would not make a move before there was a major change. Since that was the case, he could only have his only obedient, good child, Abigail, put in some more effort. But, a good child, of course, gets a good child's reward.
He couldn't just let the only obedient Heroic Spirit exhaust all her magical energy and then suffer a loss in the upcoming battle. Therefore, the old insect raised his own arm, looking at the several lines on it that had already disappeared. Originally, there was no need to use a Command Spell. His face became a bit helpless and annoyed again. If it weren't for the fact that the Heroic Spirits were disobedient, he wouldn't have had to use so many aids that could have been rewarded to a good child. If he were to convert those Command Spells into magical energy or various kinds of buffs and give them all to this good child, how strong would that make this child!
"By my Command Spell, I order you! Abigail Williams! Drag that Hanging Gardens in the sky down to the earth!"
The power that Abby possessed was far stronger than the stats shown in the game. Limited by Abby's own understanding of her Noble Phantasm, her NP was only limited to an Anti-Unit level. But with the help of a Command Spell, this power was enough to achieve an unimaginable surge. Even dragging that city in the sky down to the earth was not impossible.
After feeling the enhancement of the Command Spell's magical energy, an even stranger smile appeared on Abby's face. "Hehehehe! Hahahaha!! Abby is a bad girl. Bad girls are going to do some destruction. The bad girl is here now~"
The strange black key was inserted into the ground, creating a strange ripple. Then, from within this ripple, a large number of surging tentacles began to appear. The black tentacles, with suckers, began to grow savagely towards the sky, at the same time becoming larger and larger.
That sudden surge of magical energy attracted the attention of the three people in the Hanging Gardens. The magic screen opened. Looking at the tentacles rising up from the ground, even Amakusa's eyes widened. Was this the unimaginable surprise that Aslan had occasionally mentioned to him before?
But this surprise was a bit too scary. These tentacles rising up from the earth, no matter how you looked at them, did not seem to be something a normal Heroic Spirit would possess.
"Don't you dare touch my garden with those filthy tentacles!!"
The 11 stone tablets once again adjusted their angles. This time, they were aimed directly at the ground. Then, 11 beams of magical light shot down towards the ground and collided with those tentacles. It was just a pity that those gray tentacles, after being torn apart by the magical energy, quickly recovered, continuing their climb towards the Hanging Gardens.
The tentacles brandished their claws, rampant and unbridled, like demonic claws that could pull everything down from the sky.