Seeing such a scene, Shakespeare laughed loudly, Shirou was dumbfounded, Karna was expressionless, and Semiramis snorted angrily:

"This little cleverness!"

The left hand drew quickly in the air, radiating a purple cluster of magical power. Updates are fast and ad-free.

Semiramis chose a clever entry point, and instead of attacking Spartacus's body directly, the Magic Cluster swept along a rafter stake below that was just right against the edge of his body.

Although the magic cluster is slender, it is a condensed concentration of high-purity magic power, and the heat contained is comparable to the heat of the sun in Karna. The conical structure of the iron pillar is destined to go up the higher it goes, the more fragile the iron pillar becomes.

In an instant, the upper layer of the iron pillar was fused diagonally.

Spartacus's body lost its support and fell downward along the diagonal section of the iron pillar.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Vlad III couldn't help but be angry. The magic power was thrown into the treasure without any loss, and new rafters quickly grew on the smooth surface of the iron pillar.

However, it was already too late. The distance of one kilometer is destined to be less than the growth rate of the rafters to be as fast as the speed of Spartacus's destruction. Locked away from his oppressors, he could no longer suppress his desire to destroy, and the scattered growth of a single rafter could not stop the strange power of Spartacus.

“Assassin！”

Helplessly, Vlad III could only set his sights on Shinji.

"I knew it wasn't going to go this way, but-"

Shinji snorted coldly, and once again connected to Astolford's thoughts.

"When you're on the stage, liberate the Hippogriff and knock him into the sky for me, the higher the better!"

In order to make good use of this bomb, Shinji made many preparations, Vlad III's iron pillar was just the beginning, and Astolfo was the main force in this operation - not only because of the huge impact brought by the Hippogriff's gallop, but also because of the particularity of the Hippogriff itself, which ensured that Astolford would be safe even if he was facing Spartacus's self-detonation.

"It's finally my turn, Hippogriff, rush!"

Accompanied by Astolford's energetic voice, the phantom beast with its upper body as an eagle and its lower body as a horse let out a neighing sound that resounded through the sky. The wings flashed with all their might, and while the speed of the breakthrough continued to increase, it also stirred up the cyan wind pressure visible to the naked eye, and it looked like a cyan meteor from a distance.

"It's not that easy, cute Senotome!"

Semiramis let out a sneer, having guessed Astolford's intentions as early as when he was driving the Hippogriff. It's just that the speed of the Hippogriff is so fast that Semiramis doesn't even have time to weave a blocking technique.

Of course, she was not completely unprepared, and she also hid a formation of "Dragon Wingers" in the edge of the garden. Although there are not many of them, albeit only miscellaneous soldiers, they can play a vital role at critical moments - like now!

Hundreds of Dragonwingers flew out of the rising gardens and swooped down as fast as they could on Spartacus, the soaring Hippogriff below.

Of course, their purpose is not to shoot down the Hippogriff, that is impossible, even the weakest Warcraft may not be able to match the "Dragon Wing Soldiers", and a few formations are not the opponents of the Hippogriff. Their role is simply to send them to death - to use their bodies as an obstacle to slow down the Hippogriff.

Rider's riding treasures mostly cause damage at high speeds. Whether it was the Hippogriff of Astolford or the chariot of Achilles, it was all the same. If the speed is limited, the Noble Phantasm's lethality will be greatly reduced.

And with the small body of the Hippogriff, without speed, it is really not possible to push the alien Spartacus with strength alone - even if it could, Spartacus could knock it away with his fists.

Once again, however, things went beyond Semiramis's expectations.

Moments before the Dragonwingers launched their suicide attack, Astolfo let out a "whoa" and then clapped his hands as if he remembered something.

"That's what you should do!"

When the hands were apart, one of them had an extra horn the size of a palm, like a horn made from the horns of some animal.

"Then let's line up. Okay - 'Call the Flute of Panic'!"

As he spoke, the horned flute hanging from his waist instantly became huge.

"Spread out!"

He took a deep breath—and slammed into the horn flute. The sound of a high-pitched horn filled the battlefield. For a moment, both the androids and the dragontooth soldiers looked at the sky at the same time.

The roar of the dragon, the cry of the giant bird, the neighing of the divine horse—the magic sounds that matched these sounds made the more than a hundred dragonwings disappear in an instant. And that's a veritable dissipation. It's not as simple as the legend describes that "the demon birds who heard the sound are scared and fled", it is purely a wide-range weapon of destruction.

"Alright, straight ahead, straight ahead. I'm going to get on it~!"

The hornworm dissipated as a spirit child, and Astolfo once again held the reins with both hands.

At this time, the Hippogriff reached the base of the Iron Pillar of Babel, and then quickly pulled up, soared, and slammed into Spartacus's chassis - it was made of compound feet, not only had no attack power, but was also very soft and elastic, and it was the safest place.

"Oooo

The cyan wind pressure that wrapped around the Hippogriff poured mercilessly on Spartacus's chassis with the impact, tearing out countless pieces of flesh.

Under the impact of the Hippogriff's speed of more than 400 yards, Spartacus's massive body that slipped down the iron pillar was lifted up again, and soon passed the top of the iron pillar, and continued to rise.

"Suppressor! Abominable Suppressor!

The rampaging gladiator desperately waved his eight arms, but the chassis that was manifested to support his increasingly massive body was too thick and huge to severely hinder Spartacus' movements. He could only keep roaring, and kept slamming his lower plate with his whip arm, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was a miserable situation.

In the middle of the aerial garden, Shakespeare shifted his attention from the laptop in his hand to the screen and whistled:

"And this trick, oops, oops, that's a bit of a bad thing. To be on the safe side, I ask, can the Aerial Garden withstand the last rebellion of the gladiators?"

"I think it should be hard. Father Shirou sighed, "Although I have prepared as many materials as I can and made a lot of adjustments, it is still a little reluctant to withstand Spartacus's self-detonation. If there is no problem with the core part, it will be difficult to talk about the periphery. ”

"Master, is the current situation also in your calculations?"

Seeing that the human bomb was getting closer and closer, and that it might enter the range of the aerial garden at any time, Semiramis returned to his usual laziness and decadence, and looked at his master with a smile.

"Don't be sarcastic, I wouldn't have foreseen this step anyway. Shirou smiled wryly, "If you have any means, use it quickly, the garden that you have built so hard cannot be destroyed like this." ”

"Ah, ah, got it. Then, let me fight off the rabid dog and the battle otome together. ”

Semiramis stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and middle finger lightly, making a soft crisp sound.

PS: The magic flute that evokes panic

Grade: C

Type: Weapon Treasure

Distance: 1~50

Maximum capture: 100 people

Astolford's Noble Phantasm, the only Noble Phantasm in that abundance that doesn't have the ability to cheat too much, the average Phantasm.

This horn was given to Astolford by Rogers Styra, the Witch of Good, and was used to drive away the hordes of Harpia. It is usually a size that can be hung on the waist, but when used, it becomes large enough to surround Astolfo.

It emits a magic sound that is almost like a dragon's roar or a horse's neigh, giving a pop impact to anything that exists within its range. If your opponent's HP is below the damage bar, they will turn into dust and scatter. Although it's a military treasure, it's not very powerful.,If it's a miscellaneous opponent like the dragon's tooth soldiers.,It's a little insufficient to take the servant as the opponent.。

But like the name of the Magic Flute, the real horror of this Noble Phantasm is the chaos caused by the impact of the oversized sound. If a person who is used to playing this flute comes to play it, he can take away all the sound from the target. Although it is impossible for a slave to stop fighting even if he lacks only one of his five senses, or in a state of chaos, it will also cause the servant to enter a slightly disadvantageous state if he does not have hearing.

It's not a threat to an experienced Servant at all, but in a battle between top-notch masters, the slightest gap can make the difference. In this sense, I really want to say that this is a support-type treasure.