I am Emiya Shiro Kamen Rider ghost

"Shirou Emiya, I suddenly want to make Orleans grilled wings, but if you don't have real chicken wings, it's quite suitable for you to cook, isn't it?"

"...No need, I'm just joking, it's not Miss Joan, you have destroyed France once, why don't you seem to allow others to joke about breastfeeding?"

Shirou felt that he could not understand this woman.

"Is it weird? It's like you people now like to call your alma mater a hot chicken school, but you absolutely don't allow others to scold you."

Hearing Jeanne Alter's answer, Shirou also nodded, as if that was the case.

"Wait a minute? I seem to have forgotten something - by the way, Spartacus must not let him blow himself up!"

So Shirou immediately ran in the direction Spartacus left.

Arturia, who had just finished her food, naturally followed after seeing Shirou leave.

When Shirou came to the bushes, he finally caught up with Spartacus, and Arturia followed Shirou and saw Spartacus

Especially that attire immediately made Artoria wonder if there was something wrong with Shirou's sexual orientation. She swallowed and said:

"Shirou, you have to know that even if you do something to your sister, you can't do it to that—"

Arturia who tried to straighten Shirou said so.

"???"

Shirou looked puzzled, Artoria seemed to let him take the orthopedic route, and in a sense Artoria is also a master of orthopedics, so what the hell is it not to attack that?

Seeing Arturia pointing at Spartacus with Cong Rongcui, Shirou probably understood what Artoria meant.

"Ahem, Al, don't worry, I'm an LSP with a normal personality orientation, and I won't be interested in any dark philosophy."

"Really?" Then you still don't lay hands on me every night?Artoria continued to look at Shirou suspiciously, why didn't he attack her when she was lying on top of Shirou herself?

If I knew it earlier, I would have learned two tricks from Sister Wang.

In fact, Shirou is not as good as Liu Xiahui as Arturia imagined. On the contrary, Shirou's recent cohabitation life has been miserable, but the problem is that little Mordred is between them, how dare he do it?

Chapter 107: Kill the opponent before he commits suicide!

In the end, Shirou still explained, the treasure of Berserker Spartacus, and Artoria understood what was going on.

"So Shirou, what are you going to do?"

"Whether he falls into the hands of red or black is a ticking time bomb, so—"

"Shirou, I understand—"

What do you understand?How did you understand when I didn't say anything?Shirou rolled his eyes.

"...You are planning to let me eliminate him in an instant without giving him a chance to self-destruct, rest assured I can do it!"

Although Spartacus can recover and absorb the power of the enemy's Noble Phantasm and finally explode himself, if the enemy can be wiped out in an instant, he cannot explode himself. Of course, this requires strong firepower, and Excalibur just meets the standard.

Shirou looked at Artoria with a stiff face, what is this, to prevent the other party from committing suicide by shooting the other party ahead of time to prevent suicide?

Still can't solve the problem, directly solve the problem

Seeing that Arturia was about to use Excalibur to kill Spartacus, who was laughing and confronting Black in the distance, Shirou immediately stopped him.

"That Al doesn't need such a radical method!"

"why?"

"We can take him away!"

"Take it away? Shirou, you still said you don't like darkness♂dark—"

"Wait a minute, what's your name!"

Shirou felt a headache. Sure enough, women are not so easy to reason with.

"First of all, I admit that I really like Spartacus, but it belongs to the worship of historical figures. He fought for equal rights for slaves all his life. Can this kind of person be liked by future generations? And according to history Documentary records all believe that he was a gladiator and an excellent military general.

Don't you think it's a kind of sadness that such an outstanding person has been turned into a delirious monster like this one? "

Shirou looked at the Berserker who could only giggle, it was really hard to think of the brave and strategic leader of the rebel army in the historical records, and there was endless sadness in his eyes at this time.

After hearing Shirou's words, Artoria gradually understood Shirou.

"Well, anyway, Shirou, you are my master, you can do whatever you want, after all, I will always be your sword."

Over there, while Spartacus was fighting with weapons brandishing and laughing, he heard—

"──One touch [Trap alia]!"

Spartacus had a feeling that he was falling, and the ground he should have stepped on disappeared, making him forget for a moment the sword he was supposed to swing down.

Although he still kept smiling, he wasn't surprised, after all, he was now Spartacus with confused thinking, but he couldn't subvert this unreasonable status quo.

And this is exactly the treasure of the black rider Astolfo - it will fall at the touch of a touch!

This lance, which has been given a random name, can really only exert the effect as described literally.

Although this kind of treasure is similar to Zhang Guifang's ability to make people fall from a horse in Fengshen Yanyi, it is obvious that the latter is more useful through sound, but the former is not bad.

According to the legend, this lance that the Khitan prince loves to use can make everything that touches it fall down immediately.

On the battlefield, if a heavy cavalry fell off his horse, he would face death.Even if you don't go to the battlefield, as long as you take this gun to participate in jousting, it is not difficult to imagine how much fame you can get.

If this gun is used as a Noble Phantasm on a Servant, the legend will be realized by forcibly transforming the body below the knee.

No matter which part of the body it touches—even if it touches from outside the armor woven with magic power, the lance will forcibly cut off the supply of magic power below the knees, making the user temporarily unable to form a physical body.

Having said that, this alone cannot stop the Red Berserker.

As long as the parts above his knees are intact, even if he crawls, he will plan to defeat his opponent.

"Just losing my legs won't stop me, oppressors, don't want me to submit!"

"...well, you're right, that's why we're starting to stop you now. Alright, let's go!"

Astolfo commanded many golems to suppress the fallen Spartacus.

The golems covered the red berserker Spartacus neatly like ants catching their prey.

But their prey are not weak little animals, nor green caterpillars. No matter how much the ants bite, the giants cannot stop.

"Hahahahaha, this is very good, it's perfect. There are a lot of enemy soldiers, and I'm covered in scars. Oh, this is──It's worth singing a triumphant song when you win!"

Spartacus's body was covered with golems, as if it had inflated twice.Clothed in an armor of rock, bronze, and iron, he continued on.

As long as the oppressor is not eliminated, his footsteps will not stop.

But he forgot something very important. After such suffering, what awaited him was only a tragic death and a cruel ending, but even if he knew him, he would not be afraid, because he was Spartacus!

"O oppressor, I will... overthrow you!"

Spartacus marched forward bravely, watching the "black" Lancer Vlad III with frozen eyes, dominating this Romania, mercilessly killing all enemy heroes.

Then, his opponents called him with fear—"King of Execution [Piercing Lord]".

Even though Spartacus didn't feel the pain, there was still a stake that stopped him from moving.

"I've spent my entire life fighting rebels like you. I've killed them all and left them pierced until the flesh rots. Yet—"

As he spoke, Vlad III summoned several wooden stakes to impale Spartacus.

But even though the knees were transformed into spirits, the whole body was covered in golems, and everything except the heart and brain was pierced—even so, Spartacus still moved in order to defeat the oppressors right in front of him.

Vlad III hummed in satisfaction:

"After facing you face to face like this, Gu Xiang finally understands. Your rebellion is a manifestation of a noble soul... Never allow the strong to ravage the weak, and fight to bring down the strong and become weak."

Vlad III understood that Spartacus came here not simply because of sympathy for the weak - but because of faith, a belief in opening a bright path in the dark wilderness -

"I'm not a dreamer but a fanatic. Have you ever dreamed of an equal world? This is the first time──I want to pay tribute to the existence of rebels. And, it's a pity for you──"

Vlad III snapped his fingers, and the Black Caster appeared beside him.

"I want to change the direction of your rebellion. "Red" Berserker, I will be your master from now on."

Spartacus stopped smiling, and faced Vlad III with a terribly angry expression.

What Vlad III said was "subordination". To him, it was a humiliation worse than death, and it was also despair.

But at this moment, a golden sword qi struck, and everyone on the black side who sensed the danger immediately retreated.

Then a red-haired boy landed beside Spartacus, he looked up at Vlad III and said:

"Sorry, he doesn't need any master!"

"You are the master of the red side?"

Vlad III looked at Shirou with unkind eyes.

At the same time, Arturia also walked slowly to his side.

"There are quite a lot of people from your red side today!"

The saber and Berserker of our own side are fighting with the rider and Archer of the red side, and here comes the enemy's saber.

"This is really troublesome!"

Although the enemy's Saber is very powerful, Vlad III is very confident. As the Protector of Romania, he is extremely confident with the field bonus.

"Really? Henshin!"

Kamen Rider ghost - grateful soul.

Then Shirou summoned the soul eye gun sword, cut off several stakes of Vlad III, and liberated Spartacus, who had lost his lower body.

"Saber, you can take him away!"

"No problem Shirou!"

Although Arturia is a delicate little girl on the surface, after the magic power is released, it is not a problem to carry Spartacus like a little giant with her powerful arms.

"Okay, take it back and let Lily see if it can undo Spartacus' madness."

"it is good!"

So Arturia dragged Spartacus away towards the outside of the grove.

Seeing the opponent leave, Black naturally couldn't sit still and act, but Shirou blocked them in front of them.

"Sorry, the front party is passing!"

Then many black golem soldiers, including the black rider, attacked Shirou together.

But Shirou, who has the soul of gratitude, then has the ability to summon the soul eye, easily stopping the attacks of many enemies, and soon all the golems were crushed by Shirou.

Numerous android soldiers were lying on the ground, screaming constantly.

"Don't worry, I'm using the back of the knife, they should be fine."

"You are very naive. You are obviously a soldier on the battlefield, but you don't want to hurt their lives."

Vlad III looked at Shirou and said slowly.

"As artificial humans, they are consumables that exist for the battlefield, but they are let go. Why?"

"No reason, because artificial humans are also human!"

His mother Irisviel is also a cyborg, and in a sense his younger sister Illya is a cyborg, so Shirou has no prejudice against cyborgs.

"interesting-"

Vlad looked at his own caster and rider who were fighting with strange ghosts, and said:

"Stand back, let Gulai meet this magician."

"Yes!"

Caster and rider stepped back, Vlad III looked at Shirou.

The retired rider Astolfo looked around and said:

"Since I can't help here, I'll go to Saber and see if I can help them!"

After speaking, Astolfo disappeared in spirit form, but instead of going to the battlefield where Black Saber was, he returned to the castle.

His purpose is very simple, of course, to take advantage of the current chaotic situation.For the time being, no one in the castle should have the energy to worry about an artificial life form, so now is a great opportunity.

PS: I really doubt that Xingyue is in Black Spartacus. Obviously such a glorious hero in history was hacked into a smiling boy, but he boasted about the slave owner Jin Yingying, which feels very uncomfortable.