Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Seeing her so anxious, Shiki Jie Li, who had already been carried by Mordred, immediately asked what was wrong.

"Archer, unleash your Noble Phantasm here!"

Mordred offered only a brief explanation to Lion's Lair before quickening his pace and running off into the distance once more.

She wasn't afraid of Archer's Noble Phantasm. On one hand, Rider told her that Archer's Noble Phantasm was a wide-range attack, and her Master couldn't withstand the damage from the Servant's Noble Phantasm. On the other hand, she didn't want to be hit by the AOE damage from her own Noble Phantasm.

Chapter 145 Intertwined Battlefields

The red team's Rider and Archer did not follow Berserker all the way to this position. If they had been tracking Berserker, they would never have given up the opportunity to make Arthur leave the field in the fog.

They had only received information from Assassin's Master, instructing them to rush to Thurifas to support Saber and prevent her from being surrounded by the Black Faction.

Although they did not follow Berserker, the priest had always kept track of its whereabouts, and he also monitored Saber, who was on his side.

As Berserker ran towards Saber's location, he had a bad feeling.

Berserker, being an uncontrollable Servant with no outstanding combat ability, was simply abandoned, leaving Berserker with only a slight sense of regret.

However, if the team loses Saber as well, it would be a huge loss for the red team.

After all, based on their battles against the Black Puppet and the Homunculus in Tulipas, Saber's stats were good enough to be top-tier.

He still needs to preserve this level of combat strength.

After analyzing the situation in his mind, he immediately notified Archer, Rider, who had recovered, and Lancer, who was waiting at the church entrance.

They were to go and support Saber as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, if Saber is surrounded by the Black Faction Servants who have rushed over, there will be basically no way to turn the tide.

Thus, the fastest Rider arrived at the battlefield first, while the Archer, who was also extremely fast and did not need to approach the center of the battlefield, followed closely behind.

Let's go back to the point when Shirou Emiya met Astolfo.

The scene shifts to another battlefield.

"You guy!"

Mordred pointed her crimson sword at Achilles, crimson lightning crackling around her, and in the next second she shot towards Achilles.

"boom--!"

The extremely fast speed of the attack directly pierced Achilles' body, and the powerful impact even sent him flying into the air.

Achilles, however, paid no attention, merely spun a few times in the air, and landed on the ground unharmed.

"I advise you to take your Master and leave first. Archer has already prepared his Noble Phantasm and will release it here soon!"

He wouldn't care at all about people who couldn't possibly harm him.

"you--!"

Seeing that her swift attacks had no effect on him whatsoever, a nameless anger surged within her.

He raised his sword and slashed at Achilles' shoulder.

She knew that the green-haired man in front of her was a Servant of her faction and that she wouldn't kill him, but he definitely needed to be taught a lesson.

"If you insist on fighting, I'm happy to oblige, but your Master is probably in grave danger right now."

Achilles, however, remained unmoved, coldly staring at Mordred.

On the other side, Arthur, who had been knocked away, suddenly plunged his sword into the ground, his feet hitting the ground with sparks due to the powerful force.

Before he could react, a crimson bolt of lightning shot straight toward Achilles, but Arthur's situation was not much better.

Because a huge figure appeared behind him.

That was an extremely healthy smile.

"Hahahaha! You oppressors!"

The enormous hands, like mountains, fell from above Arthur's head, their terrifying weight causing him to feel the air around him suddenly tighten.

"Pfft——!"

Arthur suddenly turned around and with a slash that was completely faster than the speed of sound, he severed the extremely bloated hand in an instant, and his body was suddenly pushed back.

At that moment, the thick fog around them vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.

The enormous figure appeared before Arthur without any obstruction.

That can no longer be called a humanoid being.

Berserker at this moment resembled a monster made entirely of flesh.

The number of arms increased to eight, three of which, like wrists and feet, seemed boneless and could shatter boulders with a single blow, like a whip.

Its weight cannot be supported by its two legs, so it grows a large number of secondary legs like an insect.

Its head was squeezed into its neck, and like a dinosaur, its upper and lower jaws protruded from its shoulders. The number of eyeballs increased to five, distributed on its shoulders, head, and abdomen.

Even Arthur had never seen such a disgusting and terrifying monster.

Laughter echoed continuously in front of Arthur.

"Hahahaha! Give me more oppression! O oppressor!"

A green meteor streaked towards Arthur's location at a speed imperceptible to the human eye, as if the air itself were nothing.

"Let our battle continue, King of Knights!"

As Achilles charged forward, he swung his spear, aiming it at Arthur's heart.

"Pfft——!"

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out behind Arthur.

"Pfft——!"

"Pfft——!"

"Pfft——!"

"What--!"

Achilles' eyes were filled with shock. It wasn't Arthur who was injured, and the gun in his hand hadn't pierced Arthur's heart.

One wooden arrow after another shot from afar at speeds exceeding those of bullets, piercing through his limbs and changing the direction of his weapon swings with tremendous force.

"clang--!"

"clang--!"

"clang--!"

The wooden arrow carried his body directly, pinning him to the ground, as if Archer of the Black faction had seen through his movements and moves.

But what concerned him was not Archer's superb archery skills.

Instead, it was the wooden arrow that could break through one's defenses with absolutely no effort.

These wooden arrows were not divinely crafted weapons like those in Arthur's possession, so they shouldn't have been able to break through his defenses.

Then there's only one possibility: the Black Archer is a Heroic Spirit carrying divinity.

This only made him more excited.

Encountering three heroic spirits capable of breaking through his defenses on this battlefield ignited his fighting spirit.

He easily broke free from the wooden arrows and pulled them out of his body.

"This is truly exhilarating!"

The gun in his hand responded to him, gleaming silver in the moonlight.

"Saber!"

As the white mist dissipated, Emiya quickly located Arthur's position and, riding Astolfo's mount, swiftly arrived at the battlefield.

At that very moment, everyone present saw an arrow imbued with intense magic released, shooting towards the moon like a meteor and disappearing into the night sky.

Chapter 146 Complaint and Arrow

"He's not a Master, yet he's exercising the rights of one. It's truly annoying!"

Atalanta, who was running through the forest, felt extremely disgusted by the priest's act of giving her orders through her Master.

This feeling of being shrouded in conspiracy made her want to immediately turn her sword against Assassin.

But she had a wish to make to the Holy Grail, so she could only suppress her indignation and carry out the instructions given by the priest.

"We still haven't seen our Master, Big Sister!"

Achilles, running alongside Atalanta, wholeheartedly agreed with her words; he also disliked the feeling of being controlled.

If they weren't on the same side, he would have made his move long ago. But for various reasons, Atalanta and Achilles had no choice but to obey the orders of someone they both loathed.

“Rider, you don’t need to wait for me. Our primary goal is to get to Saber’s aid as quickly as possible. There’s no need to waste time on this. Although my speed isn’t as good as yours, don’t underestimate me.”

Seeing Achilles still running beside her, Atalanta couldn't help but remind him. She knew he was deliberately slowing down so that she could keep up.

But she herself was once an unbeatable hunter in a race, and in terms of speed alone, she was by no means much inferior to Achilles.

"But, sister, what about your injuries!"

Achilles had no doubt about Atalanta's strength. He had heard when he was young that his father had wrestled with her, and the result was obvious: Atalanta won against his father with great skill.

This event became an unforgettable memory for Achilles' father, and it also gave Achilles a special fondness for Atalanta.

However, due to yesterday's battle, Atalanta suffered extremely severe poisoning and only recovered this morning. Achilles also waited until she awoke before chasing after the departing Berserker.

However, without Atalanta's persistent persuasion of Berserker, Achilles quickly gave up on the idea of ​​stopping Berserker from going to the Black Faction.

If you want to go to the Black side and die, then go ahead. That was Achilles's opinion of Berserker.

He is an ally, and there is no way to use violence against him, as that would only turn it into an internal battle within the Red team.

Atalanta's still-unhealed injuries were not caused by the poison from Emiya [Murasame], but by the domineering venom of the Black Faction Assassin, which, after consuming [Murasame's] poison, further invaded her body, causing further damage.