The chariot Noble Phantasms "Devil's Wheel" and "King of Punishment" are both B-level Noble Phantasms. The latter focuses on quantity and attack range, while the former has the advantages of flying and high speed, which is exactly where Hatteras' confidence lies.
Flying magic is a high-difficulty magic, and high-speed flying is even more difficult. Coupled with the unfavorable environment where the "Dayuan" restrictions have not been completely lifted, even Lorelea cannot do it.
But our Queen was not in a hurry. She looked up and said:
"Not only are there magicians here, but there are also beings that don't rely on the 'Great Source'. How long can you last without being able to replenish your magic power?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Because I lost my heart, my connection with the Great Source is closer than you think. The moment the Throne disappears, I can replenish my magic power. The time you distribute the fruits is enough for me to recover all my magic power."
Hatteras waved his hand, signaling the shadow warrior to stop ascending.
"As for the True Ancestors and Sir Knight who don't rely on the Great Source, the True Ancestors don't seem to want to get involved in human disputes. Sir Knight has just experienced a great war. If you can still catch us like this, I have nothing to say. Making this choice is a risk in itself. I will be more cautious in the future. Sir Knight, please learn from this lesson and don't give the enemy time to recover. Then, at this point -"
"Wait a minute! The relic you stole hasn't been returned yet."
Weber suddenly shouted. This was the main reason why he got on the train. He hadn't found a chance to ask for it before because of the series of battles, but now he finally found it.
"Oh, I see. Well, this thing will be useless to me after the summoning is over."
The man took out an old piece of cloth. As soon as he let go, the cloth floated in the wind and landed in Weber's hands.
After confirming that the relic was back in his hand, Waver pursed his lips, took out a handkerchief, carefully wrapped the piece of cloth and put it back in his pocket.
Hatteras waved his hands downwards and raised his voice slightly: "I'm really going to escape this time. Goodbye—"
Before he could finish, he was interrupted again. It was Shinji.
"No more goodbyes—"
There was also a snap of fingers.
The shadow warrior at the side seemed to have sensed something, and almost pounced to grab Hatres' left hand, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and his movements were not as agile as before. He failed to catch up. He could only watch as the master's left hand, which had not yet been lowered, flashed with a golden lightning, and then exploded in an instant, directly blowing off the left hand and half of the arm.
Shinji took a few steps forward and caught the severed hand before it hit the ground, with a smug smile on his face.
"—because you can't run away."
"You—" Hatteras' face was pale, and it was unknown whether it was due to the heavy bleeding or the psychological gap caused by the capsizing at the last moment.
The shadow warrior on top of him was even more decisive. He grabbed the reins at the fastest speed and released the true name of the treasure!
"Ride, Hecatic Wheel!"
The chariot suddenly burst out with powerful magic power, and the fierce light was so magnificent that it seemed to tear the people and the earth below into pieces.
Among them, the most central position is Shinji, the boy who ruined Hatteras's escape plan.
As the chariot approached, the young man remained calm and fearless, calling out a name neither loudly nor softly.
"Arquette!"
"oh!"
The last True Ancestor, the only living God, leaped high into the air and charged into the rapidly descending chariot.
The chariot's charge was so domineering that the unarmed princess in her dress looked so weak and vulnerable in comparison.
However, the result of the collision was exactly the opposite. The light that was powerful enough to tear the earth apart was defeated just before it touched the ground. The two bone dragons pulling the chariot were hit by Elquet's claws one by one, and their wings and spines were broken.
Without power, the chariot's power naturally decreased greatly, and then it was pulled by the lasso and thrown into the wasteland dozens of meters away.
As the price of facing the attack head-on, Elquet herself also endured a huge impact and more than ten lightning strikes, but such injuries were not even minor for her. She recovered in a few breaths, and even the pure white princess dress on her body was repaired by "Fantasy Materialization".
Shinji held up his still bleeding severed hand and walked to the pit created by the chariot's fall, and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I understand the importance of defeating the enemy. I gave you time to recover so that you can relax your guard. Look, you got hit."
"Ahem! How on earth did you..."
First, his left hand was blown off, and then he fell from a high altitude. Hatres, who was only a human, had already suffered serious injuries. Despite this, the first thing he did after regaining mobility was not to treat it, but to stare at his severed hand, as if he would not be satisfied until he figured out the problem.
Shinji didn't rush to answer, but summoned four rafters to pierce Hatreth's legs and shoulders before speaking.
"I like to keep things in reserve. I always leave a backdoor in the props I make. As long as I give the command, it will become a bomb. Although the power is not great, it can still be fatal at a critical moment."
"Props... Could it be—" Hatteras' eyes widened.
"That's right. I made the gift outfit that Weber gave you. In other words, when you chose to disguise yourself as Corless, your failure was doomed the moment I appeared in front of you."
The backup plan had already been laid out before Shinji left London. He prepared so many equipment for Weber, not only to ensure the safety of his friends to the greatest extent, but also to target Hatteras.
The play had to be done in full, and since Hatteres had to disguise himself as Corles, he had to listen to the teacher. The teacher said that this trip was dangerous and prepared several pieces of equipment. As a student, he naturally had to listen, so Hatteres put the bomb on himself. It was that simple.
"Hehe, you even fooled my eyes. That's amazing, really amazing—" Hatteras praised sincerely while coughing up blood.
"This is the quality of a professional blaster." Shinji chuckled.
There are three levels of bombing. Using bombs made by others is an amateur bombing, making bombs by yourself is an ordinary bombing, and turning things that are not bombs into bombs is a professional bombing.
Shinji has now entered the third level. He did not do anything in the process of making the equipment. Whether it was Corles, Weber, or Gray, the costumes were all functioning normally, otherwise they would not have been hidden from the discerning eyes of the magician Hatteres.
The problem lies in the concept attached to the equipment, which is the magic power and faith extracted from the treasure. The famous explosive skill "Fantasy Collapse" uses this part of power as explosives.
Normally there is no harm, but when needed, it can be turned into explosives at any time. This is how scary a professional bomber is - and this is just the beginning. When he can stop sticking to his own fantasies and turn all his fantasies into bombs, his professional bomber can be considered to have entered the realm of bombing.
As for great success, it is not a question of fantasy or not, but to turn everything into explosives. That is the key to the real explosive road, the ultimate artist!
PS: Actually, I didn't want to play like this. It's all Deidara, Kiritsugu, Red A, and Hao Ren's fault for leading me astray. Alas, such a pure and innocent boy has been led down the road of no return since then.