Uncle Gordes led the group to the highest floor of their castle. Just one more door, and they would reach the tower on the castle roof. As long as they set up a barrier here, he refused to believe those ghouls could still get over. As for the rest, they could only hope that the Heroic Spirits, or that Romania, would react quickly and send in the army.
Uncle Gordes fumbled for the key, then let out a soft sigh. "No matter what the final outcome is for the family head, for us, it's a complete defeat..."
Anyway, no matter what happened to Darnic, for them, it was already a disgrace.
As for what Uncle Gordes said, Celenike told him to get lost. She still had a chance for a long and beautiful life with Astolfo. As long as the family head, Darnic, didn't notice Astolfo. In fact, she was even praying that an unreliable and somewhat weak Heroic Spirit like Astolfo would be quickly ignored by everyone.
Uncle Gordes finally opened the door to the top floor. However, the first moment he opened it, a rather magnificent shadow flashed before his eyes. Wings like crystal, a body like a horse, and claws and a head like a bird's. Without a doubt, this was a Shantak bird.
Screech...
The uncle slammed the door shut again. He must have opened it the wrong way. After so much trouble escaping from those ghouls, how did he find another magical beast?
Let's open the door again and see the situation outside. The uncle pulled the door open again. However, what greeted him was the Shantak bird roaring directly at him. The foul smell from the monster's mouth rushed straight into his nasal cavity.
...
"Looks like I didn't open the wrong door..."
Fiore quickly opened the box she was holding. Like an unfurling spider, four strange mechanical arms appeared behind her. At the same time, a backpack also appeared on her back, connecting these four strange mechanical arms and storing a large number of cannonballs. One of the arms quickly fired a shot outwards, while another arm quickly closed the door.
Uncle Gordes swallowed hard, and then immediately infused magical energy into this door, reinforcing it. It was just that the next moment, the roar of the magical beast came from the other side of the door, followed by one after another of crashing sounds.
"Run!!"
Good grief, this time they were sandwiched. The only good news was that those ghouls had not yet broken through to this upper level. There was still some space to hide and defend.
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On the other side, on the battlefield, Mordred looked at the Hanging Gardens that had been dragged to the ground. She raised her sword and, with a single stroke, cut off the head of an Elder-level ghoul. She then rubbed her own forehead with her hand and turned to look at Shishigou, who was repairing his jeep at the side.
"Master, are you sure that after you've fixed this jeep, it can take us into that garden? With so many tentacles, I'm afraid our car will be stopped halfway."
Shishigou looked at the jeep before him, thought for a moment, and then nodded. This broken car might really have a hard time taking them to that Hanging Gardens. In that case, it was time to use a secret weapon. Shishigou directly took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and then dialed a number that he would absolutely not use under normal circumstances.
"Hello... yes... it's me. I haven't congratulated you on the success of Project Jormungand yet. This time, I'm not just here to congratulate you, but also to do some shopping... So your satellite has already detected the abnormality in Romania! That's great. Get me a plane quickly... no, no, no! Don't give me an expensive one, I only have this much money! A second-hand one is fine, a cheap one is fine, as long as it can fly!
After all, with the current situation, we probably don't need anything specifically for a fighter jet. The city in the sky has already fallen to the ground. As the saying goes, a phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken. There's no need to use a fighter jet to break through now."
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At a certain naval base, a woman with white hair had her legs crossed, a smile on her lips. "The goods will be delivered soon. When it comes to the world of magi, our service has always been first-class."
The phone was hung up, and the money was transferred. Shishigou looked at the fact that he had used most of the money from selling his family's property to buy a plane and sighed. But a magus like him didn't need that much wealth anyway. He wasn't the kind of magus who achieved magic and the Root through money.
Not long after hanging up the phone, Shishigou heard the sound of gunfire from the distant battlefield, as well as the sound of a military truck driving forward rapidly. Before long, this truck arrived in front of him. As the cargo bay slowly opened, a police helicopter appeared before him.
"HCLI, at your service. If it's good, remember to give a good review. That is, if you can survive. After all, the world of magi is just as cruel as a battlefield."
Mordred looked at this helicopter and patted her Master's shoulder. Mordred, who had the Riding skill, could clearly feel the superior performance of this helicopter. With this helicopter, they could surely break into that Hanging Gardens.
As for whether Shishigou knew how to fly a helicopter, that wasn't important. As long as Mordred knew how, that was enough. After all, a Master and a Servant were a single unit.
"Yo! Master! I didn't expect you to be so capable, to even be able to get your hands on such a ride. I have a new level of respect for you. I originally thought you were just a person who lived with corpses."
Mordred had a carefree smile on her face. Shishigou, on the other hand, due to Mordred's immense strength, couldn't help but have his mouth twitch. "Although I am a necromancer, I am still a person, right? How could I not have a normal social life? And where do you think the weapons in my hand come from? But having one more friend really does mean one more path. That Koko is really sharp...
I'm afraid besides the helicopter, there are also things like tanks that have already been transported to this country. They should also have connections with the Yggdmillennia family. What a terrifying merchant."
Opening the door of the helicopter and putting on the helmet, Mordred, although she had never come into contact with this high-tech modern product, immediately understood how to fly this plane. Before long, the helicopter flew into the sky.
Aslan rubbed his temples. Looking at the helicopter taking off in the sky, he couldn't help but give an order to his Supreme Masterpiece. Everyone else was flying; he couldn't just run, right? It just so happened that Estée Lauder was in the sky. If he had her summon another elemental mecha of her own creation, and had her throw it down from the sky for him to use for a short time, that should still be no problem.