It's different from what happened in the original book.

At this time, Black's Servants encountered not fifteen-meter basic form giants, but large giants that had grown once and were up to thirty meters tall.

This is an opponent that Black's combat power is simply not able to fight against at this time.

The golem looked around at the magicians and servants around him, and finally locked his gaze on Fiore.

He raised his right hand to materialize the weapon.

A sword reflecting a black sheen immediately appeared in its hand.

“？！”

Faced with this situation, Fiore froze.

What the giant threw at her just now was the most obvious killing intent.

In this way, the golem was well aware of the fact that the master of Charon was hers. That is, the other party has obvious intelligence.

"Oops, run!"

Astolfo grabbed Fiore's shoulders with one hand, and jumped without hesitation, using the crumbling walls as a foothold.

To the east of the fortress of Mirenia is a high cliff.

If you jump down from the city wall in this way, you will have to fall about 100 meters high.

"Have you thought about mitigating the impact of a fall from a height!?"

Astolfo smiled confidently at Fiore's outcry.

"Needless to say! Come on, Hippogriff! ”

Fiore and Astolfo rode through the sky with the Hippogriff flying through the air, and a high-pitched whistling sound resounded through the sky.

Dodging the golem's attacks with ease, the black greatsword swept across their backs in a fraction of a second.

"Wow, this guy is really fast!"

The golem, intending to continue the pursuit, suddenly stopped, turned around and swung a sword at his back.

Impact, boom, air vibrates, and dregs of mana scatter all around.

The huge obsidian sword was only a millimeter away from the girl's helmet.

The man standing on the walls was Joan of Arc.

By this time, the stone slab on which her feet were standing had been cut in half by the blow just now.

"Avisbronn has really left us with something tricky."

Faced with this sword that was enough to open the mountain and break through the mountain, Joan of Arc took it steadily.

"Ruler, hold on!"

In this regard, Caron will never let go of this good opportunity.

He immediately drew his bow and arrow, and unleashed a blow infused with all his might, the arrow that pierced the eye, and the giant took a step backwards.

Joan of Arc let out a loud shout, then pushed away the obsidian sword as she sped forward and leaped forward.

Let the whole body spin and hit the giant's knee with a spiraling trajectory depicted by the Holy Banner.

The giant, whose joints were shattered in an instant, couldn't help but fall backwards.

At the same time, Frankstein, wielding the hammer of thunder, quickly rushed into the battlefield and blasted a powerful blow to the golem's legs.

The lightning bolt shattered the golem's calves in an instant.

The charon on the rampart immediately drew his bow again and prepared to continue shooting, his movements as natural and swift as flowing water.

When it comes to combat, there is no mercy in the minds of his men.

He also aimed at what looked like an eyeball on the golem's body, and the tactic he used was still the safe and effective way of "firing arrows in a safe place".

However, the giant entrusted with hope by the "black" Caster is not an ordinary golem.

"What!?"

Despite remaining on one knee, the giant struck the arrow with one hand.

You know, this is a sonic arrow that even Achilles has some tricky needs!

However, the giant was able to grasp Karon's attack path with a single blow, sending the second arrow he shot flying.

However, the giant then made even more shocking moves.

The giant jumped up and distanced himself from them, pulling out the arrow that had stabbed him in the eye.

In the next moment, the giant's wound was healed in an instant.

"Cure magic!?"

Hearing this surprise from someone else, Joan of Arc denied it with a helpless expression: "No, no, I'm afraid it's a blessing from the earth."

As the "primordial humans" of the self-disciplined inherent barrier, the mere presence there will transform the surrounding environment into an otherworld.

There is no bleeding or wounding in Paradise.

In other words, the arrow wound he received would also become "non-existent from the beginning".

"He must be brought down as soon as possible! If his surroundings continue to be transformed into a paradise, he will become immortal! ”

Yes, the land that meant despair to the "primordial humans" has not yet been fully transformed into paradise.

Because of this, he was injured by the arrow just now.

But that was only for a short time.

As Paradise's power grows, the speed at which the giants will recover will continue to increase as long as they continue to exist in this world.

It was only natural for Avisbron to entrust him with the aftermath.

In the face of such a giant that is absolutely immortal and difficult to attack, human beings probably have no way to win at all.

As soon as he dodged the giant's sword-swinging blow, Joan of Arc immediately stabbed the banner forward.

Of course, she couldn't reach the other man's chest, so she could only target his outstretched arm.

However, the giant quickly returned his sword to block the Holy Banner.

In such a situation, Joan of Arc constantly reinvigorates the spirit that is always involuntarily relaxed by the god-like brilliance of the giants, and starts a battle called "delaying time".

That's right, it's just stalling for time.

Although their original task was to delay time, this feeling of powerlessness still made the people around them feel helpless.

He calmly stared at the giant with the eyes that had screened countless heroes, traitors, and monsters. Keron kept analyzing the Golem's weaknesses.

"The raw materials of giants are wood, stone, earth, and magicians who are the 'heart' of the heart. Of course, its weakness lies in the heart of the hearth. As long as you have the power to pierce that part with a single blow, you should be able to knock him out, right? No, it's not. ”

With eyes that can see through the essence of the Mori, even the inner workings of giants can be thoroughly analyzed and mastered.

The heart is undoubtedly a very important organ.

Even in terms of the flow of magic, this is absolutely true.

However, the most critical problems are the brain and the feet.

The giant was more of a servant than a golem.

Because there is a spirit core in the head, even if you only shoot through the heart, it will be impossible to achieve the goal of killing you because of the spirit core in the head.

And even more problematic is the feet that are firmly on the earth.

The golem had been drawing from the soles of its feet with the vast amount of magic flowing from the earth.

Therefore, in order to completely crush the "Crown of Wisdom Light", it is necessary to possess all three powers at the same time.

First, it is a blow that can really destroy the spiritual core of the brain.

Second, it is a blow that completely destroys the "hearth" of the heart.

Thirdly, it is a blow that deprives the soles of the feet from the earth.

"Impossible."

Caron knew they couldn't do that at this point.

The giant's legs can be handed to Astolford's Noble Phantasm 'and it will fall with a touch'. The Heart or the Spiritual Core's own Noble Phantasm can do the same, but there is another weakness that no one can use.

Frankstein's Noble Phantasm is powerful enough at its maximum, but that would require her to blow herself up, so it might as well wait until Emiya Shirou returns.

After all, they can afford to wait.

"Now it's really inseparable from Shirou's existence, I just don't know what happened to him now!"

"Is everything going well?"

...

In the forest, without any twists and turns, the sneak attack of Atalanta was pressed to the ground.

"Is your goal me?"

"Of course, Atalanta!"

"Now that you are outnumbered, of course I have to find a way to cut off your advantages first!"

Pressed to the ground, Atalanta, who was in close contact with the ground, had no intention of escaping at this time.

She knew very well that she had no way to escape.

After all, the speed of the other party had been seen when they first met each other.

And the strength of the other party is even more amazing.

"Looks like I've come to the finish line, kill me!"

Hearing Atalanta's receptive voice, the corners of Emiya Shirou's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

"Death, no, Atalanta, your Holy Grail War is not over yet!"

In Atalanta's horrified gaze, a strange dagger appeared in Emiya Shirou's hand.