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Chapter 231 What will our Fuyuki City become?
Chapter 231 What will our Fuyuki City become?
Da da da da da—!
The roar of helicopters echoed in the sky.
It was an Air Self-Defense Force reconnaissance helicopter that was attracted by the previous explosion and the black ball.
The driver, horrified by the chaotic scene of monsters below, stammered to command, "Is...is this hell? Monsters! Monsters everywhere! I request...ah!!"
Before he could finish speaking, a huge tentacle suddenly shot up from the river and forcefully wrapped around the helicopter's tail.
Crunch-!
The sound of steel twisting and turning filled the air as the helicopter was pulled down like a toy, crashing heavily onto the riverbank and exploding into a fireball.
But the monsters were not afraid of the flames at all. Instead, as if they were enraged, they began to surge wildly towards the city!
They emitted muttering sounds that carried a spiritual pollution, as if whispering ancient curses, utterly evil.
"Oh no! They're heading into the city!"
Artoria's expression changed drastically.
If these monsters were allowed to storm Fuyuki City, it would be a true massacre.
As the first Servant to take on all of this herself, she did not hesitate for a moment.
"These monsters... we must never let them set foot in the city!"
The holy sword in his hand shone with golden light as magic surged, and with a flash of sword light, a golden storm of magic swept out.
The monster was sliced into pieces, green sap splattering everywhere, and a strong stench of decay filled the air.
Their bodies separated and fell onto the pebbles on the riverbank, twitching a few times but not quite dead yet.
Just as Artoria was about to turn to the next target, the severed corpse suddenly began to writhe.
Numerous tiny tentacles sprouted from the broken surface, regenerating rapidly like cell division.
New legs grew from the upper body, while new heads and arms sprouted from the lower body.
In just a few seconds, one monster turned into two.
They staggered to their feet, their compound eyes locked onto Artoria, and they let out even more frenzied roars.
The swordsman's figure left silver trails in the moonlight as he raised his holy sword high, slashing at monster after monster.
Some can be killed by her directly, but many more will be transformed into new monsters.
Artoria frowned slightly, and wherever the sword passed, magic burned like flames in an attempt to stop the regeneration.
On the riverbank, even more monsters surged out like a tide, densely covering the entire field of vision.
It has already formed a blasphemous tsunami.
Soon, the number of monsters on the riverbank surged from dozens to hundreds, forming a huge circle that trapped Artoria in the center.
"If this continues... it will never end," Artoria murmured breathlessly.
These monsters were not naturally generated, but were pulled into the mortal world from another dimension through some kind of evil magic.
If the source is not destroyed, this battle will never end.
Her emerald eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to find the source, and finally settled on the figures of Francesca and François high up on the bridge.
The twin spellcasters stood there, their faces contorted with mad smiles, the human skin books in their hands gleaming with an ominous light.
"Oh my, oh my, Atto-chan is really working hard!" Francesca laughed heartily.
François nodded repeatedly, "It's a pity that Joan of Arc, that sow, would be here; it just doesn't feel right~"
Clearly, they are the culprits behind all of this.
"Something happened over there too." Asuka, who had just finished bandaging the mother and daughter, looked towards the riverbank.
An evil force surged forth like a tide, causing him to frown.
"My God, what are those things?!"
Led by him, the mother and daughter from the kitchen staggered to a high place and looked at the strange sight on the riverbank.
The fatigue from the previous battle had not yet dissipated, and the scene before her eyes directly challenged Kamado Sumire's worldview as an ordinary person.
The bird didn't turn back, but anxiously said, "Whatever it is, get your mother out of here first!"
"If things don't work out, we'll retreat back to the Matou residence. Without the Lancers' magical energy restrictions, I can act alone by plundering magical energy!"
"At least there's a magical barrier there, so it's a bit safer than other places."
"And don't do anything stupid again." He glanced at Haruto.
Sumire Kamado nodded vigorously: "...Please be careful, Mr. Asuka!"
Then, the bird transformed into a black shadow and sped towards the beach of the Weiyuan River.
When he arrived, the place had already turned into a chaotic battlefield.
Tentacles waved in the air, compound eyes reflected the moonlight, and rotting flesh crawled on the ground.
They had no formation, only instinctive hunger and destructive desire, densely covering the entire riverbank.
In the center of the monster sea, Artoria is still fighting a bitter battle.
Without the slightest hesitation, the Zanpakuto was drawn, and the black blade began to burn intensely.
Whoosh!
He appeared just in time when a monster tried to ambush Artoria and cleaved the tentacle monster in two.
The severed wound was wriggling, about to give birth to two even smaller monsters.
"Regenerative type...troublesome."
The bird frowned, its blade flashing, and used its ability to devour the beast completely.
Ugh... It's here again... that smell...
"Avengers!" Artoria's voice echoed across the battlefield: "These things originate on that bridge! Break through together!"
Although he didn't expect this servant to come to his aid, the city is now in crisis, and it's time to join forces.
The bird nodded, and the two fought side by side, tearing through the monsters' encirclement and breaking through to the outside.
They advanced toward the bridge, slaying dozens of monsters with each step, making their progress extremely difficult.
Before long, a thunderous roar came from the sky.
Iskandar, who had left Kenneth, has returned.
"Boy, I've already settled the Master for that Lancer... By Zeus, where did these ugly things come from?!"
Iskandar surveyed the sea of monsters, and after a brief moment of shock, his eyes blazed with fighting spirit.
"Trying to invade the city? How arrogant!"
"But such a grand scene is precisely the battlefield of kings!"
He raised his short sword high, and magic surged like a storm, causing the entire space to tremble violently.
"Rally, my warriors!"
"This heart will never perish! This soul will live on forever! Across wilderness and sea, we will once again offer glory before the king!"
"The King's Army!!!"
With his furious roar, the miracle known as the Reality Marble instantly overwhelmed reality.
The stench of the Weiyuanchuan River has vanished, and the land has transformed into a boundless desert, churning with heat waves under the scorching sun.
On the desert horizon, battle cries that shattered the heavens resounded.
"kill-!!!"
It started as a single point, then became a black wave that connected into lines.
Those were tens of thousands of heroes, generals, and soldiers who had left their mark on history, and who were willing to follow Alexander the Great even after death.
Persian warriors on horseback, Macedonian phalanx soldiers wielding spears, nomadic riders brandishing scimitars...
"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"
With banners fluttering and warhorses neighing, they instantly surrounded the sea of monsters.
Seeing his once-spirited subordinates, the Conqueror King laughed heartily: "Charge—!!"
Iskandar roared and drove his chariot into the sea of monsters.
His soldiers followed in his footsteps, advancing like an iron torrent, unstoppable.
The Macedonian phalanx used shield walls to block the onslaught of monsters, while their spears pierced through the front ranks, turning them into beehives. Meanwhile, the archers behind them fired arrows in unison, pinning the giant starfish firmly to the ground.
Spears pierced the tentacle monster's body, scimitars severed the compound-eyed beast's limbs, and horses' hooves trampled the rotten flesh and blood.
The sea of monsters may be vast and endless, but the king's army is equally boundless!
Whenever a soldier is knocked down by a monster, their body will transform into spiritual particles and reassemble, rejoining the battle.
On the battlefield, countless soldiers fought against countless monsters, their whispers drowned out by bugles and battle cries, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in the desert!
Seeing such a grand scene, Fei Niao was taken aback.
I couldn't help but think about how I would deal with this ability if it were me.
Iskandar laughed loudly, opening a corner of the barrier: "Go! My remaining legions will hold off these scum!"
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