Lucius slowly raised his demonic sword, and then charged directly at the ragingly burning Karna. The magical aura surging from his body was in no way inferior to that of the legendary demonic dragon. You must know, in Arthur's world, this Roman Emperor had defeated Gawain, who was at his peak and had his strength doubled by the sun's blessing. Even though Gawain still carried old wounds at that time, for this Roman Emperor to be able to achieve victory in a crushing manner within a few moves was absolutely not something others could compare to or achieve.
At the very least, from what he could see now, the oppressive feeling this Roman Emperor gave him was much stronger than that of the Grand Duke of Romania, Vlad III. It was not the faith given by this land, but a genuine, crushing, and tyrannical strength.
The first moment the demonic sword and the golden spear clashed, an immense force spread out to the surroundings. Raging flames once again tore the ground apart. This destructive power was in no way inferior to the battle with Siegfried before, and even surpassed it.
The ground of the Hanging Gardens was also being greatly damaged. But at this moment, Semiramis, having experienced too many of these unpleasant things, was somewhat immune to them. At this very moment, she was even thinking of just getting everything over with sooner. Because only when everything was resolved could this Hanging Gardens return to its tranquility. At worst, she would just have to repair the damaged parts of the entire Hanging Gardens later. If it weren't for the fact that rebuilding a Hanging Gardens from scratch was truly time-consuming and labor-intensive, and at the same time, she didn't have that many raw materials.
To throw a broken pot is to break it further. There was no better description.
On the other side, the battle between the Little Sun and Lucius became more and more intense. Basically, every clash would kick up a layer of floor tiles. The floor of this Hanging Gardens was turned into powder between the attacks of the two, and then gradually reduced to ashes in the flames. It was unknown what Amakusa would feel when he saw the materials he had worked so hard to save up for this half-century all turn into such a state.
"This isn't enough! If it's just this, you still can't beat me! Show me your stronger power! Hero from the East, don't let me look down on you!!"
Lucius swung the emperor's sword in his hand, that is, the demonic sword Florent, and directly activated his Noble Phantasm. The golden pattern on the blade seemed to come alive, rapidly twisting into a crimson light. Then, a deep red light full of pressure shot up into the sky.
In the elemental mecha, Aslan looked at his own spatial Mystic Code. A weapon within that Mystic Code was constantly restless. It was precisely the weapon he had taken from a certain Roman Emperor's grave. The elemental mecha magnified the scene inside the Hanging Gardens. That soaring, deep red light naturally made Aslan think of the sword in his Mystic Code. The only thing that could cause this demonic sword to be so restless and humming was probably the descent of the Roman Emperor himself. In other words, that light shooting up into the sky, that irritable magical energy, was being erupted by that Roman Emperor.
As expected, the old insect had still summoned a third Servant, and this third Servant was precisely the Roman Emperor Lucius. Another Heroic Spirit who had descended into this world because of him. But he didn't want to meet Lucius at all. After all, the relationship between the two of them was a fateful, unfortunate one. What's more, this time, Estée Lauder had already descended. He couldn't possibly put on a dress again and pretend to be the "himself" from another world. The temperaments of the two were different. He hoped that the fact that he was a male would not give this Roman Emperor too great a shock.
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At the same time, Darnic, who had become a giant and was constantly running, had finally arrived at the periphery of the Hanging Gardens. The rock greatsword in his hand was continuously slashing at the surrounding tentacles.
Just then, a green light, like a comet, struck, directly destroying the stone greatsword in his hand. A pegasus neighed. The chariot tore through the air, making a whistling sound. The one who had arrived here was precisely Achilles. Having received Amakusa's order, he absolutely could not let this giant enter the Hanging Gardens. Therefore, he had come here to block him.
The Hanging Gardens had already accepted the enemy and was engaged in battle. To let a giant Adam enter the Hanging Gardens now would cause even greater damage. Once the Hanging Gardens was severely damaged, and even its entire function was affected, then it would no longer be able to resist the erosion from the Outer God. At that time, it would really be over. Not only would his own long-cherished wish be impossible to complete, but the servant of the Outer God who had obtained the Holy Grail, that is, the Foreigner, what kind of wish would they make? If the Outer God who was peeking at the Earth were to truly take the first step on Earth, then he, a person who believed in the Lord, this Ruler, even if he were to die ten thousand deaths, even if his own main body's soul were to be torn to shreds, it would be difficult to atone for his sins and responsibility.
"A little bug has arrived. Do you think you can stop me with just you?"
A smile curled on Darnic's face. Paired with the exposed teeth of the giant Adam, it looked even more terrifying and bizarre. Indeed, compared to the entire giant Adam, Achilles was indeed a bit small in stature. Especially after taking so many steps, the giant Adam's body had already undergone several rounds of growth. At the same time, his palm reached out to the side, and once again, he pulled a greatsword of rock from the earth.
Compared to the previous weapon, this time, the weapon had some more strange flowers, exotic plants, and tree roots entangled on it, making it even more sturdy. As the Adam who had recreated paradise, it was no problem to apply a part of paradise's function to a weapon.
With the swing of this giant weapon, a scene like crushing dry weeds was displayed on this land.
Achilles clenched the spear in his hand and, once again driving his chariot, turned into a green comet. After circling once, he crashed into it again. At the same time, the tip of his spear was forward. Since the weapon is hard to destroy, then I'll destroy the arm that's holding it!
With a loud bang, Adam's right arm and shoulder were completely shattered. It was just a pity that before those stones had even fallen to the ground, they were pulled by a magical force and returned to their original position. In fact, the giant Adam had even drawn power from the earth, causing the wound at his shoulder to grow a few more points.
"It's useless! As long as my feet are on the ground, you have no way to defeat me!"
Achilles narrowed his eyes. "To actually say your own weakness out loud. This means you want to lose, right? You underestimate me too much. Let me just pull you up from the earth, and then destroy you!!"
To dare to look down on his own comet-like speed, to look down on the great hero of the Trojan War—who on earth gave him the courage?