Seeing this scene, Shakespeare laughed loudly, Shirou was stunned, Karna had no expression on his face, and Semiramis snorted angrily:
"Such a clever trick!"
His left hand quickly drew in the air, radiating a beam of purple magic power.
The entry point chosen by Semiramis was very clever. The magic beam did not directly attack Spartacus' body, but swept along the edge of the body to the rafters below.
Although the magic beam was thin, it was concentrated from high-purity magic, and the heat it contained was comparable to Karna's solar flame. The conical structure of the iron pillar meant that the higher it went, the weaker it would become.
In just a moment, the upper layer of the iron pillar was melted diagonally.
Spartacus' body lost support and fell down along the inclined section of the iron pillar.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Vlad III could not help but be furious. He poured his magic power into the treasure without regard for the loss, and new rafters quickly grew on the originally smooth surface of the iron pillar.
However, it was too late. The distance of one kilometer meant that the growth rate of the rafters could not keep up with the speed of Spartacus' destruction. With his body locked up and away from his oppressors, he could no longer suppress his desire to destroy. The scattered rafters could not stop Spartacus's strange power.
"Assassin!"
Helplessly, Vlad III could only turn his eyes to Shinji.
"I knew this wouldn't go so smoothly, but—"
Shinji snorted coldly and connected the telepathic communication with Astolfo again.
"Now it's your turn. Free the Hippogriff and send it flying into the sky. The higher the better!"
In order to make good use of this bomb, Shinji made many preparations. Vlad III's iron pillar rising to the sky was just the beginning. Astolfo was the main force of this operation - not only because of the huge impact brought by the Hippogriff's gallop, but also because of the special nature of the Hippogriff itself, which ensured that Astolfo would be safe even if he was directly hit by Spartacus' self-explosion.
"It's finally my turn, Hippogriff, go!"
Along with Astolfo's energetic voice, the mythical beast with the upper body of an eagle and the lower body of a horse let out a roar that resounded through the sky. Its wings flashed at full power, increasing its speed while also stirring up a blue wind pressure visible to the naked eye, which looked like a blue meteor from afar.
"It's not that easy, my lovely warrior maiden!"
Semiramis sneered. She had guessed Astolfo's plan when he drove the Hippogriff. But the Hippogriff was so fast that Semiramis had no time to weave a spell to block it.
Of course, she was not completely unprepared, she also hid a group of "Dragon Wing Soldiers" at the edge of the garden. Although there were not many of them, and they were just miscellaneous soldiers, they could play a vital role at a critical moment - like now!
Hundreds of "Dragon Wing Soldiers" flew out from the ever-rising garden and swooped down at top speed towards Spartacus, the soaring eagle below.
Their purpose is certainly not to shoot down the Hippogriff, that is impossible, even the weakest monsters may not be able to defeat the "Dragon Wing Soldiers", and even if they are in several formations, they are no match for the Hippogriff. Their role is just to die - to use their bodies as obstacles to reduce the speed of the Hippogriff.
Most of the Noble Phantasms that Rider rides on cause destruction at high speeds. This is true for Astolfo's Hippogriff and Achilles' chariot. If the speed is restricted, the Noble Phantasm's lethality will be greatly reduced.
With Hippogriff's small body and no speed, it might not be able to push the alien Spartacus up with its strength alone - even if it could, Spartacus could just knock it away with his fists.
However, the development of things once again exceeded Semiramis's expectations.
Just before the "Dragon Wing Soldiers" launched their suicide attack, Astolfo first yelled "Woo-wah" and then clapped his hands as if he remembered something.
"This is the time to use it!"
When his hands were separated, one of them had a palm-sized horn that looked like it was made from the horn of some animal.
"Then get in line. All right—'Call the Magic Flute of Panic';!"
As he spoke, the horn hanging on his waist suddenly grew larger.
"spread!"
He took a deep breath and blew hard on the horn. The high-pitched sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the androids and the Dragon Tooth Soldiers all looked up at the sky at the same time.
The roar of dragons, the cries of giant birds, the neighing of divine horses - the magic sound that was enough to rival these sounds, made more than a hundred dragon-winged soldiers disappear in an instant. And it was a literal disappearance. It was not as simple as the legend described that "the demon birds heard the sound and fled in fear", it was purely a wide-range destructive weapon.
"Okay, keep going. Keep going. I'm going to get on top~!"
The horn turned into spirit particles and dissipated, and Astolfo once again grasped the reins with both hands.
At this time, the Hippogriff just reached the base of the iron pillar, then quickly pulled up, soared straight up, and slammed hard into the chassis of Spartacus - that was made up of compound feet, which not only had no attack power but was also very soft and elastic, and was the safest place.
"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"
The green wind pressure wrapped around the Hippogriff poured down mercilessly on the chassis of Spartacus with the impact, tearing out countless pieces of flesh and blood.
Under the impact of the Hippogriff at a speed of over 400 yards, Spartacus's huge body that had been sliding down the iron pillar was lifted up again, and soon passed over the top of the iron pillar, and continued to rise.
"The oppressor! The damn oppressor! The damn oppressor!"
The frenzied gladiator desperately waved his eight arms, but the chassis that was formed to support his increasingly huge body was too thick and huge, which seriously hindered Spartacus's movements. He could only roar and whip his lower body with his whip arms, which made his flesh and blood blur, a tragic scene.
In the Hanging Garden, Shakespeare shifted his attention from the laptop in his hand to the screen and whistled:
"There is also this trick. Oh, oh, this is a bit bad. To be on the safe side, let me ask, can the Sky Garden withstand the final rebellion of the gladiators?"
"I think it should be difficult." Father Shirou sighed, "Although I prepared as many materials as possible and made a lot of adjustments, it is still a bit difficult to withstand Spartacus's self-explosion. The core part will not have any problems, but the periphery is hard to say."
"Master, is the current situation also within your calculations?"
Seeing the human bomb getting closer and closer and possibly entering the range of the sky garden at any time, Semiramis returned to his usual laziness and decadence, looking at his master with a half-smile.
"Don't make fun of me. I wouldn't have foreseen this anyway." Shirou smiled bitterly. "Use whatever means you have. We can't destroy the garden that we worked so hard to build."
"Ah, ah, I see. Then, let me defeat the mad dog and the war maiden together."
Semiramis stretched out her right hand and gently rubbed her thumb and middle finger together, making a crisp sound.
PS: The Magic Flute that Invokes Panic (La Blaa)
Grade: C
Type: Anti-military weapon
Distance: 1-50
Maximum capture: 100 people
Astolfo's Noble Phantasm is the only one among all the Noble Phantasms that has average power and does not have too much of a cheating effect.
This horn was given to Astolfo by Logistilla, the Witch of Good, and was used to drive away a large group of harpies. It is usually large enough to be hung on the waist, but when used, it becomes large enough to surround Astolfo.
It can emit a magical sound that is almost like a dragon's roar or a horse's neigh, and it can deal a sonic boom to anything within the range. If the opponent's HP is below the damage value, it will turn into dust and scatter. Although it is an anti-military weapon, its power is not that great. It is fine for miscellaneous opponents like the Dragon Fang Soldiers, but it is a bit insufficient for opponents with Servants.
However, as its name suggests, the real fear of this treasure is the chaos caused by the impact of excessive sound. If a person who is used to playing this flute (which is still too loud), it can take away all the sound from the target. Although it is impossible for a Servant to stop fighting simply by losing one of the five senses or being in a state of confusion, the lack of hearing will put the Servant in a slightly disadvantageous state.
It poses no threat to experienced servants, but in a battle between top masters, this tiny gap may decide the outcome. In this sense, it is indeed a supporting Noble Phantasm.