Can't figure it out, the planet is also fighting against itself?

The question lingers, but there isn't really much time for Ault to think about it

As he had estimated, it would have been a distance of about ten seconds. While thinking, he did not slow down, and before he knew it, the distance between Ault and Barsermelo was only about a dozen steps

That's the distance you can rush up without even changing your gas. With a little more effort, victory is just around the corner.

But what is this sense of disobedience in my heart?

Wait! Two people?!!!

As he sprinted and pondered, he didn't notice that when he had put his mind back on the battle, Ault realized that two of the four enemies in front of him were gone. And it's going to be the trickiest two!

Just as Ort wanted to search for Emiya Shirou and Joan of Arc, a fierce wind blew through her body, and Barsermelo's technique was ready!

"Look at it this way, monster"

Rolling up the sand, rolling up the dirt, the long horsetail fluttering in the wind, as time passed, the cyan mana cyclone became bigger and bigger in front of Barsermero, giving people a more and more violent feeling

All of a sudden, it was as if even the wind and clouds were about to change color, and the magicians in the distance, as well as the clothes of Kurohime and the others were blown to the sound of hunting! Dancing with Barsermero's strong wind, countless sands and stones swept into the cyclone centered on the spell from all directions, and gradually, even the original cyan color overshadowed the wrath of nature, and at this moment, the magic in front of Barsermero was like a naturally formed tornado.

And now, seeing that Aort's footsteps seemed to be a little delayed, and his head seemed to want to turn in other directions, Barsermelo subconsciously thought that he had noticed that something was wrong.

After all, Joan of Arc was okay to say, but looking at Emiya Shirou's scarred and unsteady appearance just now, Barsermelo was quite clear that he couldn't hold any more attacks.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid that if the two of them fail, I don't have the confidence to deal with the monster in front of me alone. So, with the idea of striking first, Barsermero immediately blasted out the technique that had been prepared in his hand.

Carrying countless dust across the earth, the spiraling tornado instantly hit the body of the great spider.

It was also with all his strength to blast this blow, and this blow was much more powerful than any of Basemelo's previous blows! Even if it is too difficult for a strong man to directly tear Aort's body to pieces, it is more than enough to hinder the opponent's steps and even cause damage to him

"Hiss"

Purple blood was swept away from the wound by the wind, and the cracks in the shell continued to expand under the crush of the storm, and the attack of the jewel man caused a gap in Aort's defenses, in fact, Barsermero did more damage to Aort than she could have imagined.

Trapped by Barsermero's storm, the injuries continued to worsen, especially because two of his eight feet had been gone, and even though it seemed that only a quarter of them were gone, it was an indisputable fact that it caused inconvenience to Aort's movements.

The more I was trapped by the storm, the stronger the sense of foreboding became in my heart

The two most tricky people on the other side don't know where to go, but there is only one thing that is certain - from them (?) Judging by their fighting spirit and behavior, these two guys will definitely not run away, although I don't know where they are, but it will not be beneficial to them after all!

"Hiss-!!!!"

Thinking of this, the desire to break free from the storm became stronger and stronger. Ault roared violently, and no longer went against the wind, he just rolled to the side with the wind, and he would rather sacrifice the distance between himself and Barsermelo and the others than get out of her technique!

"I can't trap him" Seeing that Oult was about to get out of trouble, Barsermelo smacked his lips hatefully.

In front of Aort, her attack power was a little insufficient and continued to maintain the output of maximum power, and she lost a lot of mana, without Zelrich's means of extracting mana from the parallel world, and at this moment, Barsermero's magic power is also about to bottom out!

Naturally, the magic of recovery is too late, whether the other party wants to continue to rush over, or to search for the two who have disappeared, he is powerless to stop it

Then at least the interest should be returned!!

With a struggling thought, Barsermelo gritted his teeth and poured the remaining magic power into the spell at once. After receiving a large amount of mana filling, the technique that had been fading suddenly became bright.

No longer simply looking at Aort's huge body, but aiming at the opponent's foot that was most injured under the bombardment of Zelridge and his own storm, he concentrated at that point, and the wind violently ran over the already broken foot.

"Hiss-!!!!"

As shown on the surface, after the bombardment of Zelrich, the attack of the gem sword, and the storm devastation of Barsermelo, Aort's foot was already crumbling Perhaps, even a few strokes of Emiya Shirou's silver-white long knife were enough to cut it off, not to mention the blow that Barsermelo was fighting hard now?

With a click, as the storm rolled over, a spider's forefeet with green flames were also swept into the wind, and the mud and rocks rushed into the distance, disappearing from everyone's sight. The price to pay for forcibly escaping the ravages of the storm is so expensive!

Since the beginning of the war, another leg has been torn off, and since two of the forefeet have been turned into hands, the remaining foot has been lost by three, almost half

Barsermelo had exhausted his magic, but Ault was not at ease either.

The pain welled up in my heart, although I said that I had broken another foot, but the guy on the other side was so tired that he couldn't even stand on his feet, just like the old man who was almost cut in half by himself, obviously he had lost his combat effectiveness.

Then the only remaining problems are those two

Judging that it was not time to rest, he roared in pain, and Oult tried to continue to search for the two who had disappeared

"Lord, commit yourself to this"

But at this moment, an awe-inspiring voice sounded next to Aort, and a magical storm that was not inferior to Barsermero, or even far superior to the former, erupted beside him

P.S.1: Yesterday for various reasons, I couldn't update the two updates today, and this is a change.

P.S.2: So the author's prediction is never accurate, and the result of not having enough words can be opened in the second chapter