Chapter 1422 Showing True Power 1
Achilles' chariot wasn't an ordinary chariot.
The three horses that were responsible for pulling the cart of the chair were very special horses.
Two horses were immortal divine horses bestowed by the Greek sea god Poseidon to Achilles' father, Peleus, as a wedding gift, Xanthos and Balius, and the last horse might be worse than the other two was a "fine and famous" great horse pillaged from a city, Pedasos.
Under the strength of three horses, once Achiless's chariot began to run, it broke to the speed of sound in an instant, and in a few seconds, it ravaged the entire battlefield with an extraordinary speed, trampling everything within its path!
If this chariot reached its maximum speed, it would be similar to a huge meteorite and no one could confront it.
In the legend, Achilles used this chariot and became undefeated on the battlefield of the Trojan War, dragging the dead enemy's corpse behind which eventually aroused the anger of the Gods.
Therefore, at the moment the majestic chariot descended from the sky, everyone could see only see that it was similar to a comet that was falling from the sky, showing how fast it was.
Without hesitation, Achilles used his Noble Phantasm!
"Troias Tragoidia (Troy's Tragedy): Tempestuous Immortal Chariot!"
Under Achiless's roar, the chariot carried an incomparable terrifying momentum, with a whistling and frantic air current, descending like lightning.
Under such momentum, Achilles didn't notice that an arrow, like a silver light across the night, soared into the sky, shooting silently.
*Swoosh!*
When Achilles noticed the arrival of the arrow, the arrow had already arrived in front of his eyes.
The arrow was less than five centimeters away from Achiless's eyeball.
"What?!"
Achilles was surprised.
The warrior's instinct caused Achiless's body to tighten instantly, and turned his head abruptly!
In the faint of tearing sound, the arrow flew towards the night sky and disappeared under the darkness.
Achilles was able to dodge that arrow, however, his cheek had been cut, and blood was flowing.
"My immortal body…!"
Achilles' complexion changed sharply and his expression became serious. His immortal body that was able to ignore all attacks other than an attack that contained Divinity was broken once again.
"In the Black Faction, there is another servant with Divinity?!"
Achilles' mind turned sharply, thinking who had shot out that arrow until a voice came into his ears.
"You shouldn't be in a daze in the middle of the battlefield, idiot!"
It wasn't a voice that carried an insult, but like the scolding of a teacher to his student.
"This voice…"
Achilles would never forget, or rather, it was impossible to forget about this voice.
When Achilles was still a young boy, he grew up under the teaching of his teacher and learned various things so he would never forget this voice.
"Teacher…?"
Achilles was full of shock, but he was being scolded again and being shot by three arrows in an instant.
*Swoosh!* *Swoosh!* *Swoosh!*
Three arrows broke the wind, following Achiless's movement as if calculating the trajectory of Achiless's chariot, shooting toward Achiless's chest, flank, and shoulder at the same time.
The sharp part of the arrow stabbed into Achiless's skin and a tearing sound was heard.
However, Achilles ignored the shock and pain and quickly grabbed the reins of his chariot.
The three horses that pulled the chariot immediately let out a long hiss, and without hesitation stopped the downward rushing movement, and stopped in midair.
*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*
A spear in his hand danced like a windmill, and the arrows that would shoot toward him all bounced off.
The sparks from the arrows falling from the spear seemed so conspicuous in the dark, but Achiless ignored all of that. While pulling the reins, he looked around impatiently and shouted.
"Where are you, teacher?!"
Achilles' shout immediately received a response.
"Come here, Achilles."
When Achilles heard that voice, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the source of that sound. Immediately afterward, he saw it, in front of the forest in the distance, a figure was leaping at very fast speed, like a mighty lion rushing towards the forest.
"Is there?!"
Without any hesitation, Achilles drove the chariot and turned into a meteor again, chasing after his teacher.
Chiron clearly saw this scene from a distance. He nodded and said, "Yes, you'll definitely follow me without hesitation, even if the terrain ahead is favorable to me."
Chiron, who was rushing to the forest with a swift movement, turned his head and looked at the chariot chasing after him, smiled.
Achilles had decided who he would fight in this battle, and this situation was very good, based on the Black Faction's situation, after all, Chiron knew exactly how threatening it would be if Achiless's chariot was allowed to run over the battlefield.
Only by leading Achiless to the forest, Chiron would be able to force Achiless to get off the chariot, erased the threat, and bought a time for the Yggdmillennia clan to regroup.
"It's up to you, my lord, Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia."
Chiron suddenly thought about one person again and smiled, but then he only hoped for his master to be able to seduce him since with that young man's help then it would be easy to solve this problem.
Chiron then rushed into the forest along with the chariot that turned into a comet, chasing after him without hesitation, then disappeared together into the forest.
"We have to take advantage of this situation!"
Fiore, who clearly understood Chiron's thoughts and situation, ordered everyone instead of Darnic.
"Start fighting!"
Under Fiore's solemn voice, the Yggdmillennia clan finally recovered from the unexpected situation.
"It - It's useless!"
"We don't have a chance!"
Some people were discouraged, but some of them also didn't give up since they knew that once they lost they would lose everything.
"We might not be able to fight against the servants, but we should be able to fight easily against Dragon Tooth Warriors and golem!"
The magicians of the Yggdmillennia clan also understood their situation, gritting their teeth, and fighting this all-or-nothing battle!
As for the homunculus, they had already held their weapons and rushed towards the group of Dragon Tooth Warriors and golems!
However, one person was clearly more clear-headed and knew about the situation of the Black Faction very well.
"Okay, let's retreat to the back!"
Caules yelled to the Gordes and some of the Magus who was lying on the ground next to him.
"We are not strong enough to stay here, even if we stay here, we won't help much, or rather we will become a burden! Quickly retreat back!"
Under the instructions of Caules, a group of Magus didn't care that they were ordered by a boy and hurriedly backed away.
"Damn it! If only I had a servant…"
Gordes was full of humiliation and unwillingness, but he could only retreat in regret since he could do nothing.
In this way, on the entire battlefield, only Haru remained standing on the stop, looking at the hanging garden. He took out his cigarette and lit it up with a lighter, sucking it slowly then blew it up.
"Kasugano-kun."
Haru looked at Fiore and asked, "You should retreat Fiore."
"How about you? You should retreat too," Fiore said and looked worried about him since it was her first time to see him smoking.
"Kasugano-kun, you should retreat, you can't die in this place since you need to take back the Holy Grail no matter what!"
Then Darnic also came toward Haru since he knew how important the existence of Berserker was since Berserker was able to fight against Karna. He needed Haru to stay alive as long as he could!
"……"
Haru was speechless, wondering how Darnic could trust him this much. He was wondering whether his acting was so good. He wasn't in the mood to smoke and threw his cigarette to the ground, then stomped it under his boot.
"Nee-san! We should go!" Caules shouted at Fiore.
"Kasugano-kun!"
Fiore seemed to not want to retreat without Haru beside her.
"……"
Haru patted Fiore's head gently and smiled.
"Well, I will win this Holy Grail."
Haru turned and didn't let Fiore say anything, stepping into the battlefield.
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