This world is now the world of humans, and the gods have either fallen or gone to the inner world, saying goodbye to humans. Even for a devout believer like Atalanta who is favored by the moon god and believes in the moon god all her life, the power she can rely on is only a weak part, and it is difficult to sustain.
The moment the green rain of light arrows became sparse, it meant the departure of the Moon Goddess's power.
It was at this moment that the storm created by the Hippogriff broke out and reached its climax. At the same time, Astolfo roared in a completely different way from his image: "Break it, Hippogriff!"
The storm raged, and the last wave of arrows disappeared completely. Except for the first wave that covered Vlad III and Siegfried, the rest were offset by Astolfo's strongest Noble Phantasm.
"Good job."
Vlad III looked at the storm in the sky with satisfaction. Although he didn't care about the loss of the artificial man and puppet army, the more military strength he could save, the better the chance of victory. Not to mention that Astolfo's offset had severely dampened the invaders' morale.
The black team's commander-in-chief, the lord of this land, pointed his gun forward, and his majestic voice resounded throughout the venue: "Assault!"
The warhorse puppet faithfully carried out its master's orders, with all four hooves flying.
At the same time, Black Rider Astolfo also staggered to the ground. The rain of arrows from the "Arrow of the Complaint" was not so easy to counteract, and the divine power contained in it cost him and Hippogriff some money.
At this time, the Hippogriff was no longer as powerful as it was when it debuted. Its sharp claws and wings inherited from the griffin were stained with blood, and its swift feet inherited from the famous horse were also a little staggering. That was the price it paid for resisting the divine power - after all, it was only a fantasy beast, not a divine beast.
The same goes for Astolfo. Although he blocked many light arrows by waving "Touch and Fall", the number of light arrows was unusually large, and he did not have a body as strong as Siegfried, so he was inevitably hit by the arrows.
Fortunately, the attack power of the rain of arrows was limited, and neither the man nor the eagle was seriously injured, so they did not lose their combat effectiveness on the spot.
The knight riding the phantom beast stared at the upside-down courtyard in the sky in dissatisfaction. If he wasn't there to help the androids withstand the rain of arrows, such a rain of arrows would not be anything to be afraid of!
It’s all your fault!
The Red Archer Atalanta in the courtyard caught this look, and her already cold expression became even colder.
"You are the one who destroyed my attack? Then pay with your own life - Rider!"
"Sister, you called me?" The red rider Achilles behind him clenched his fist and responded.
"Not you, but the Black Rider. He and his mount are worthy prey."
The aim is ready. The bow is used not by the hand but by the feel. No matter how swiftly the prey moves, the arrow will pierce the heart.
The arrows shot were painted black, a result of nighttime battles that eliminated any possibility of their being seen.
However, Astolfo, whose combat instincts had been fully awakened, sensed the danger in advance and held the golden assault rifle in his right hand horizontally to block the arrow that was shot at his heart.
The arrow missed, but Atalanta was not discouraged. For the legendary female hunter who shot the Calydonian boar, her arrows would not stop as long as the prey did not fall. And her arrows were more powerful than the treasure "Arrow Book of Complaint" when hunting a single prey.
This is Atalanta, a master of archery, no, to be more precise, her hunting skills have reached the realm of gods.
After a while, Astolfo, whose martial arts skills were only mediocre, was hit by several arrows and was defeated.
"Is there no other choice but to use that?"
Just as Astolfo was about to do something, Atalanta drew her bow and shot a fatal arrow at the prey's throat.
The arrow was shot faster than the sound of a sound, and the only thing that was recorded was the result of the arrow piercing the heart.
That's how it should be.
—However, this fatal arrow was shot down by a shadow from the origin. With Atalanta's eyesight, she could naturally see that it was also an arrow.
"What?"
At that time, the Red Archer understood and realized for the first time that there were two archers in each class in the Holy Grail War. This meant that there was a possibility that the enemy had another archer with the same strength as himself.
It is common for prey that is being sniped to suddenly lie down on the ground to avoid arrows, and it is not surprising that it occasionally fights back. It is also natural for the prey that is being targeted to fight back against the hunter.
However, the arrow that was shot down just now was not an accident, nor was it done by the prey. It was done by a third party who had nothing to do with the hunting behavior. In other words, the arrow was shot down by the Black Archer who should be far behind the Black Rider.
"You actually aimed and shot down my arrow!"
That would be a shame that could not exist even in life. How could the arrow I shot at the target be shot down by a third party
Faced with this incredible fact, Atalanta forgot herself for a moment.
Taking this opportunity, the Black Archer Chiron, who rescued his allies with his unparalleled archery skills, conveyed the voice to Astolfo's ears.
"I'll take care of the arrows and Red Archer. Come back first. Assassin left a healing artifact for you."
"Oh, thanks, Chiron!"
"I've told you so many times, don't call me by my real name!"
Amid Chiron's somewhat helpless voice, Astolfo turned around and ran on his Hippogriff - as the child of a griffin and a famous horse, both the sky and the earth were within his range of galloping.
Seeing this, Atalanta immediately forgot about her shame.
What she should do now is to kill her prey. Facing the artistic counterattack just now, she chose to attack with barrage.
Three arrows appeared in her hand at once, and she aimed them at Astolfo who was approaching and trying to escape.
As long as the arrow itself has not become a Noble Phantasm, it will not have a function similar to automatic tail-chasing. In other words, the victory is not determined by quality but by quantity.
Needless to say, if any arrow hits the enemy directly, the enemy will be defeated. The three arrows are tightly wound and accurately aimed at key parts such as the back of the heart, the back of the head, and the feet of the eagle.
It doesn't matter if you don't die. Just slow down your movements and load the next round.
Eliminating all possibility of defeat, the archers fired their arrows with all possible precautions.
However, this foolproof arrow was still intercepted because the opponent had more arrows - Atalanta released three arrows, while the opponent shot five.
Atalanta was defeated again!
By this time, Astolfo had already run a considerable distance, making it more difficult for her to shoot, while it was easier for the opponent.
This time, even Achilles noticed something was wrong: "There is actually an archer better than my elder sister."
An unprecedented light radiated from Atalanta's green pupils, and its ears and tail stood up, a sign that the beast was enraged.
"Black Archer!!!"
"It seems that Big Sister has found her opponent, so I will go find my opponent!"
Achilles slapped his knees hard, ran forward with a look of great joy, and jumped down from the Sky Garden.