"Why...block!" Caligula and Zuo Cun were fighting at a very short distance.
"What I did... what I did... was fate...!"
Zuo Cun's sword blade was not blessed with magic power, and this treasure not only blocked the flow of magic power in the body, but also affected the spirit to a certain extent, Zuo Cun felt a little dizzy.
"Lawrence...can this thing solve this troublesome state..." Camilla covered her head and asked with a frown.
"The gem potion can only relieve the injuries of the spirit base itself, but it has no effect on the mental injuries." Lawrence shook his head.
Nero also participated in the battlefield. As a human, there was no magic in her sword skills.
Caligula also turned his spearhead immediately after Nero appeared and attacked Nero with all his strength.
"I offer...your life! I offer...your body!"
"Offer...!"
he roared.
“Everything!!!”
Zuo Cun held up He He and snorted coldly.
"Fighting with me... you actually get distracted."
"I'm not the kind of person who would leave a chance to a distracted opponent...so!"
Zheng——
He He directly cut deeply into Caligula's body.
"Oh-ooh!!!"
"Dear... Yu Mei...'s daughter!"
His spiritual energy gradually dissipated.
"The hostile servants are disappearing?!" Mashu looked at Caligula who was turning into an illusion with some surprise.
"This reaction...is not about quitting." Lawrence is trying to figure out how to break this magical magic-blocking treasure. Now she can't even condense the gems.
The situation of Camilla and Simonetta is even worse. Without magic power, they are just ordinary ladies. At best, they have the physical strength of vampires. Moreover, as a berserker, Simonetta is mentally fragile. He was already on the verge of fainting under his Noble Phantasm.
Caligula had already fallen into a clear disadvantage in the duel with Nero and Zuomura.
"Samura, keep him!" Li Xiang ordered decisively.
"——This is the precursor to becoming a spirit child, you can't keep it!" Zuo Cun frowned.
"Ah...ah...why...refuse to offer..."
With a sound that resembled a lament, Caligula disappeared.
The battlefield returned to calm.
After waiting for two minutes, everyone disarmed themselves.
"I can no longer feel the breath, and the enemy army has begun to retreat." Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.
Caligula's attack was too unexpected, and it also caused the opponent to use his Noble Phantasm, which caused great trouble to our side. If it weren't for Mr. Samura, he could still display his strength without the supply of magic power. , this battle will definitely be a hard battle.
"In the final analysis, it's still a lack of experience. Don't take it to heart. At least we didn't have attrition like Orleans, right?" Lawrence looked at it with a smile.
Ritsuka sighed: "Indeed... I should adapt to this fast-paced battle as soon as possible."
Nero looked a little lonely.
In this battle, her troops suffered a lot of losses, and that person... Caligula...
"...Are you a general of the United Army..." There was a trace of nostalgia and pain hidden in Nero's eyes, "I really didn't expect to see that face again... .Uncle..."
Zuomura moved his wrist: "Although it is said that skills do not require magic power, if my sword is not equipped with magic power, it will really take a lot of effort to cut open the skin of the heroic spirit named Caligula. Kung fu... my wrists are all numb..."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Samura." Ritsuka smiled.
Lawrence is thinking about how to break this magical treasure that can block the magic and also affect the mind to a certain extent.
"There are all kinds of Noble Phantasms... They are all so powerful." Mashu couldn't help but sigh, feeling the stagnant magic power in his body and his somewhat confused mind.
"Ah, I understand." Lawrence suddenly hammered his palm.
She came over and grabbed Matthew's hand.
"Huh? Miss Lawrence?" Matthew was startled.
"Although it will hurt a little, but that's all it takes -" Lawrence smiled and pricked the back of Matthew's hand hard with the ring on his hand.
"Ah... eh?" Mashu only felt a pain on the back of his hand, and then felt that the magic power in his body seemed to slowly resume its flow, "What on earth is this..."
She looked at the wound on the back of her hand in surprise.
"Did you know that there is an idiom in China called hanging beams to stab the buttocks?" Lawrence smiled and gave it to himself, "The root of this Noble Phantasm is that the confusion in the brain affects the magic power in the body, and the meaning of "hanging beams to stab the buttocks" Although it is for the sake of learning and not being afraid of pain, it also reflects a truth from the side."
"That's it - pain, it's mentally stimulating in a way."
"Of course, this move only works after the berserker Caligula has left a considerable distance. If he is present and the impact is deepened, this move will not be effective."
Lawrence explained, holding up a finger.
"So that's it..."
Camila silently pricked herself, and then pricked Simonetta again.
Zuo Cun smiled, pulled out the dagger from his chest, and stabbed his palm.
Then he moved his body and said, "Sigh...it feels more comfortable when the magic power is flowing smoothly. I felt so uncomfortable just now."
Lawrence rolled his eyes and pulled Zuomura's hand over, magic emanating from his hand.
"Doctor, there should be no problem with the communication now." Ritsuka asked.
"Perhaps it's because mechanical items are not affected by that kind of Noble Phantasm, and there are no communication problems." Doctor Roman put the information about the heroic spirit Caligula on the big screen: "Caligula, the ancient Roman Empire The third-generation emperor was originally a wise king, but he fell into madness because of the moon goddess Diana (Artemis). After that, he ruled the empire with terrifying methods."
"I guess this is also the reason why he appeared in the world as a berserker."
Nero pursed his lips and lowered his eyes slightly.
"Judging from the method of escaping in spirit form just now, Caligula probably has a master." Lawrence said solemnly.
"It can be observed that his rationality is not enough to support him to use spiritual transformation to escape during the battle, and... based on the dignity of ordinary heroic spirits, he will not spiritually transform during battle— —It’s a shame.”
"The current information... I guess we understand the enemy's parameters. What should we do next?" Zuo Cun looked at his intact palm and wiped the blood off the feather, "Master?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka thought for a few seconds and looked at Nero who was a little sad.
"Your Majesty Nero, as your helpers in the war just now, we have something to ask of you."
"well?"
"If possible, could you take us to your capital, Rome?"
