Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Chapter 418 Clash of the Immortals

Chapter 419 Clash of the Immortals

—Invincible, as swift as the wind.

This is how his enemies described him, filled with fear and awe, when he was still alive.

No matter what kind of predicament, Hong can overcome it; no matter what kind of difficulties, Hong can deal with them with a smile.

But this time, he found himself in an unprecedentedly difficult situation.

Neither the silver-haired man nor the hammer-wielding man could put any pressure on Achilles. However, the black-robed woman who appeared as a class repeatedly cornered him.

The pure white girl screamed "Ughhhhh!" and charged forward, while the silent but powerful swordsman brought down a tremendous force. Faced with the two's coordinated and fierce attack, Red coldly mocked them, turned her body, and leaped up, beautifully defending against both of them with just a thin spear.

"Too tender!"

After parrying the attack, Achilles followed up almost simultaneously with a kick. That fighting style was clearly not based on knightly etiquette, but rather on combat skills honed thoroughly on the battlefield.

Black nimbly dodged the kick, but was struck in the abdomen and sent flying backward, landing in someone's soft embrace.

"Ugh..." The android girl cried out in confusion and looked up. Because of the black robe, only half of her delicate face and a golden ahoge stubbornly peeking out from the hood could be seen.

"Are you alright?" Hei asked with concern as she helped Hei up and gently placed her on the open ground beside her. "This kind of battle is still too much for you. Let me take your place. Remember to protect yourself."

Sensing the pure concern in Black's words, Black ceased her agitation, responding softly like a soothed animal. Black, who was actually Artoria, upon receiving the reply, gripped the Holy Lance again and stood up.

"Then, I'm on."

As he spoke, the guy with the ahoge rubbed his chest, looking a little uncomfortable.

Although there was an extra layer of cushioning for some reason, being hit on the head by Fran still made me feel a bit tight in my chest.

Elsewhere, after Achilles kicked Black away, he didn't stop there and immediately engaged Siegfried in battle.

After several quick exchanges, Achilles saw an opening in the silver-haired swordsman's defenses and thrust his spear without hesitation. The swordsman, at the instant Achilles struck, changed his grip on his sword and delivered a fluid, yet preemptive, upward slash.

This was a trap—the battle-hardened Achilles knew this long ago, and there was only one reason why he walked right into it.

"Clang!" That was the sound of the Demon Sword Balmonge striking Redneck.

"Bang!" That was the sound of Achilles' short spear piercing the black chest.

Without a doubt, these were not sounds that could be made by flesh and blood clashing with weapons. Realizing the abnormality, the two retreated and stared at each other warily.

Examining the gleaming short gun, Red revealed a sinister smile:

"If a blade can't pierce it, this level of hardness means it's either immortal or invincible—something like that, right?"

His next words caused Siegfried to change color slightly.

"As expected, you're just like me."

You actually said they were the same?

Siegfried remained outwardly calm, but his heart was heavy.

His body is bathed in dragon blood, so attacks of B rank or lower cannot cause him any damage. However, if Red uses her Noble Phantasm, there is a possibility that her defenses will be breached.

but--

Siegfried raised his sword, savoring the feeling of the previous hit.

Red attacks this guy, but it feels like they have absolutely no effect.

However, complete immortality does not exist. Just like my weakness, it is said that some heroes lose all their power after having their long hair cut off. Legend has it that a dragon named Flittus made a pact with the god of war, and that wood, stone, iron, dry and wet materials can not harm him with weapons made from these materials, and he cannot be attacked by day or night.

As a result, at dusk, when it was neither day nor night, the God of War defeated Felix with a pillar made of sea foam.

Red is probably this type, possessing the characteristic that it cannot cause damage unless certain conditions are met.

Meanwhile, Artoria, standing to the side, knew perfectly well what kind of immortality the hero whose real name was 'Achilles' possessed.

The Hero's Everlasting Flower is of the same rank as the 'Evil Dragon Blood Armor', which is B.

Achilles possesses the blessing of immortality bestowed upon him by his mother, the goddess Thetis, which nullifies all attacks.

However, this effect will be negated when facing someone with a 'divine' skill of a certain level or higher.

"Divinity..." With that thought, Artoria calmly retrieved the Crimson Rose Spear that the new moon had given her, replaced it with her own Noble Phantasm, and concealed her form with the Wind King Barrier.

[What are you doing! He's not even a little bit injured! Use your Noble Phantasm! Use it now!]

Although it was a suggestion, it had to be ignored. Hong hadn't taken it seriously yet; the mystery of how he hadn't suffered any injuries remained unsolved.

Does it simply possess power equal to his own Noble Phantasm? Or is it a power on a higher level? Or, to put it another way, what conditions must be met to harm him?

Revealing my Noble Phantasm here would be tantamount to revealing my true name, inevitably putting me at a disadvantage in future battles. Even so, if I could finish this off, I would gain an overwhelming advantage... but what if I survive?

Needless to say, he would be seen as a fool who used a Noble Phantasm but only revealed his true name. Even if "Black" was willing to be called reckless, he absolutely did not want to be called a fool. Therefore, he could only ignore the order. He hoped that the other person understood. Normally, he would have gone to great lengths to persuade him, but unfortunately, he did not have that luxury now.

We're both at a loss.

Red, of course, was unaware of Siegfried's inner thoughts; he simply smiled and said this. Siegfried, true to his promise to his Master, didn't intend to speak. Seeing his lack of reaction, Achilles' face showed slight displeasure.

"You cold, stinking fellow. A man who never smiles on the battlefield will surely forget how to laugh in paradise, you know? This world is so gloomy it's rotting and festering. So at least you should die happily, right? Don't you think so?"

No, I don't think so. Laughter on the battlefield can sometimes be seen as an insult to the enemy. No, at least there's the danger of letting others think that way.

Black remained silent, but a spirited and noble female voice responded to Red's provocation.

"As comrades, acknowledging each other's strength and laughing together is like a refreshing breeze blowing across the battlefield. But laughing in front of corpses is nothing but mockery."

The air was moving, and Achilles was watching the black figure, whose hands were empty, but the warrior's instincts were constantly sending him warning signals.

"You are--"

"Just a nobody, come on, fight me!"

With no desire for idle chatter, Artoria, using the Wind King's barrier, secretly switched back to the Holy Lance, pushing her stats to their peak, and launched a charge towards Achilles.

With a 'thud,' the sound of a bowstring being pulled echoed through the forest, and an arrow, flying even faster than the sound, struck Artoria directly in the chest.

This was an attack from a distance, and it didn't use any magic; it was purely a strike of physical energy—that is, an archer!

The enemy timed their attack perfectly, but thanks to Shuoyue's instructions, Artoria already knew that Red was lying in ambush behind them.

"This won't work!"

The girl—no, the golden-haired Holy King—had eyes like lightning. At the critical moment, she thrust out her Holy Spear. The Wind King's Barrier covering the spear collided with the arrow, whose destructive power reached A-level. A blue gale swept through the entire forest. When the storm subsided, the black-robed Artoria had broken free from the arrow's restraint and was approaching Achilles!

"Come on!" The great hero from Greece, undaunted, laughed loudly and thrust out his short spear without flinching.

The clash of B+ and A-level forces caused the earth to suddenly collapse, and the dust was dispersed by the gale. Propelled by the 'Wind King Barrier', Artoria clearly had the upper hand. With the flow of red dragon energy, she let out a delicate shout and charged towards the direction of the Red Atalanta, pushing against Achilles!

Could it be that she's trying to rally the enemy forces together?!

Siegfried discerned Artoria's battle intentions and drew his sword without hesitation to give chase. Frankenstein, who had just rested, was not to be outdone and forced himself to stand up, wanting to rush to the next battlefield.

However, before that, a small flower appeared in front of her.

It was a pure white roadside wildflower, found everywhere.

The person who handed it over was a white-haired assassin dressed in a black robe, revealing a handsome face.

Here's a little flower for you, Fran.

He looked at the android dressed in a pure white wedding gown and said this with a smile.

Yet that smile was as cold as a salute before the grave of the dead.

Artoria Pendragon, Profile 2

A Heroic Spirit with 'different possibilities' compared to the usual Artoria.

Although it has a human body, it can no longer be called a human hero.

Due to the secret nature of the Holy Lance, she has been transformed and deified into a deity.

Or even more so, she is close to being a goddess.

Chapter 419 You Never Know What Chinese Players Will Use

Chapter 420 You never know what Chinese players will use to snipe you.jpg

I don't know how Shuoyue did it, but she actually found a bunch of white lilies in the forest.

With petals like feathers and stamens as pure as jade, the lily symbolizes purity and elegance, perfectly matching the 'immaculate bride' before us.

However, the young man's expression and tone easily evoked images of bouquets placed in front of a tombstone as a symbol of mourning.

White lilies are one of the bouquets used in memorial services.

“Ugh…” Frankenstein was unaware of these details. Although she liked flowers, that did not prevent her from judging the identity of the visitor.

The employment agency has been confirmed.

There is no mark of the 'Black' faction.

Therefore, they are enemies!

Upon realizing this, Fran suddenly went berserk, his white-gloved hands gripping the Noble Phantasm 'Maiden's Chastity' tightly. With a crackling sound of electricity, tree-like lightning bolts shot out, turning the flower in the young man's hand into charred remains.

"Oh dear, that was really scary." Shuoyue withdrew his hand in time, snapped his fingers, and a new bouquet of white flowers was 'projected' by him. In front of the stern and intimidating black, the young man sniffed the fragrance and said regretfully.

"It seems a battle is inevitable. In that case—"

The white lily was thrown into the air, a strong wind blew it up, and the petals fluttered down.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar accompanied by the sound of shattering echoed, audible even from the distant battlefield. Whether it was Artoria fighting Achilles, Siegfried chasing Atalanta, or Vlad III and his entourage who were on their way, they all saw the dust billowing into the sky, and the lightning that briefly shone before instantly dissipating.

"Ugh..."

All the strength in his body was drained in an instant. Hei stared blankly at the young man in front of him, unwilling to accept his fate.

How could that tall, slender body unleash such immense power in an instant?

Looking down, her abdomen was completely destroyed, with tangled tubes and wires protruding from her body, but they couldn't stop her clearly defined chest.

—With just one punch, he broke through her defenses, pierced her abdomen, and brought her to the brink of death.

How powerful, how incomprehensible!

Even though the class weakens Sakumoku's strength, ordinary second- or third-rate Servants can still be instantly killed by Sakumoku, who has Bajiquan!