I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

The chariot Noble Phantasm "Wheel of the Demonic Sky" and "The King of Execution" are both B-level Noble Phantasms. The latter focuses on quantity and attack range, while the former has the advantages of flight and high speed. This is where Hartreth's confidence lies.

Flying magic is a difficult magic, and flying at high speed is even more difficult. Coupled with the unfavorable environment where the "Great Source" restriction has not been completely lifted, even Lorelaia cannot do it.

However, our Majesty the Queen was not in a hurry, raised her head and said:

"There are not only magicians here, but also existences that do not rely on the 'Great Source'. How long can you hold on without being able to replenish your magic power?"

"Don't worry about Her Majesty the Queen. 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 allocate the fruits is enough. I regain all my magic."

Hartreth waved his hand, signaling the Shadow Warrior to stop rising.

"As for the True Ancestor and the Knight who do not rely on the Great Source - the True Ancestor seems to have no intention of intervening in human disputes. The Knight has just experienced a big battle. If we can still be caught in this way, I have nothing to say - Making this choice is an adventure in itself, and I will be more cautious in the future. Please learn a lesson, Sir Knight, and don’t give the enemy any more time to recover. So, here it is——"

"Wait a minute! The holy relic you stole hasn't been returned yet."

Weber suddenly shouted that this was his biggest purpose on boarding the train. He couldn't find the opportunity to ask for it because of the successive battles, but now he finally found it for him.

"Oh, that's it. Well, after the summoning ends, this thing will be useless to me anyway."

The man took out an old piece of cloth. As soon as he let go, the piece of cloth floated down the wind and landed in Weber's hands.

After confirming that the holy relic was back in his hand, Weber pursed his lips, took out a handkerchief, carefully wrapped the piece of cloth and put it back in his pocket.

Hatreth waved his hand downwards and raised his voice slightly: "I'm really going to run away this time. Goodbye -"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again by someone, it was Shinji.

"Won't see you again——"

There was also a snap of fingers.

The shadow warrior on the side seemed to have noticed something, and almost pounced to grab Hartreth's left hand. Unfortunately, due to the serious injury, his skills were far less powerful than before. After all, he was unable to catch up and could only watch helplessly. The master's left hand, which was still being lowered, lit up with a golden lightning, and exploded in an instant, directly breaking off the left hand and half of the arm.

Shen Er took a few steps forward and caught the severed hand firmly before it fell to the ground. The corners of his mouth turned up in a proud arc.

"——Because you can't run away at all."

"You——" Hartreth's face turned pale. He didn't know whether it was due to the heavy bleeding or the psychological gap of capsizing the ship at the last moment.

The Kagemusha on top of him was even more decisive, holding the reins as quickly as possible and releasing the true name of the Noble Phantasm!

"Ride, Hecatic Wheel!"

The chariot suddenly burst out with powerful magic, and the fierce brilliance was so majestic that it seemed to tear the people below and the earth into pieces.

Among them, the most central position is Shinji, the boy who ruined Hatteras' escape plan.

The chariot was approaching, and the young man was not afraid and called out a name without any hesitation.

"Elquit!"

"oh!"

The last true ancestor, the only living god, jumped up high and started to counteract the sharply descending chariot.

The charge of the chariot was so domineering, but in comparison, the defenseless Princess in her formal dress was so weak and vulnerable.

However, the result of the collision was just the opposite. The brilliance that was enough to tear the earth was defeated the moment it touched the earth. The two bone dragons pulling the chariot were slapped with one claw by Erquet, and their wings and spine were broken.

After losing power, the power of the chariot was naturally greatly reduced. Then it was pulled by the lasso and thrown into the wasteland dozens of meters away.

As the price of a head-on confrontation, Elquitt also suffered huge impacts and more than ten lightning strikes. However, such injuries were not even minor injuries to her. She returned to her original state in a few breaths, and even the clothes on her body The pure white princess dress has been restored by "Fantasy Realization".

Holding his severed hand that was still bleeding, Shenji walked to the edge of the pit created by the crash of the chariot, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. Of course I understand the principle of defeating the enemy. The reason why I give you time to recover is to let you relax your vigilance. You see, you have been attacked."

"Ahem! What on earth did you..."

First, his left hand was blown off, and then he fell from a high altitude. Hatteres, who was only human, had already suffered heavy injuries. Despite this, the first thing he did after regaining mobility was not treatment. Instead, he stared at his severed hand, as if he would not be reconciled until he understood the problem.

Shenji didn't answer in a hurry. He first summoned four rafter piles to pierce Hatteres' legs and shoulders, and then said.

"I am a person who likes to be cautious when doing things. There will always be a backdoor in the props I make. As long as I give the command, it will turn into a bomb. Although it is not very powerful, it can still be fatal at critical moments."

"Props...could it be -" Hartreth's eyes widened.

"That's right, the costume that Weber gave you was made by me. In other words, when you choose to disguise yourself as Cores, your failure is doomed from the moment I appear in front of you."

The back-up plan had already been laid out before Shenji left London. He had prepared so much equipment for Webb. In addition to ensuring the safety of his friends to the greatest extent, he also had plans against Hartreth.

The whole act was required, and since Hatreth was going to pretend to be Cowles, he had to listen to the teacher. The teacher said that this trip was dangerous and prepared some equipment. As a student, he naturally had to listen, so Hartreth put the bomb on himself. It was as simple as that.

"Ahem, you actually deceived my eyes. It's amazing, it's amazing -" Hartreth praised sincerely while coughing up blood.

"This is the quality of a professional fucker." Shenji chuckled.

There are three realms of bombing. Using bombs made by others is amateur bombing. Making your own bombs is ordinary bombing. Turning things that are not bombs into bombs is professional bombing.

Shenji has now entered the third level. He did not use any hands or feet in the process of making the equipment. Whether it was Cowles, Webb or Gray, the costumes were functioning normally, otherwise they would not have escaped the discernment of the magic master Hatteras.

The problem lies in the concept of attaching to equipment, which is the magic power and faith extracted from the Noble Phantasm. The famous explosive skill "Hyphany Breakdown" uses this part of the power as explosives.

It usually doesn't cause any harm, and can be turned into explosives at any time when needed. That's how scary it is to be a professional bomber - and this is just the beginning. When he can no longer stick to his own fantasies, but turn all fantasies into bombs, his professional bombing will be considered a success.

As for Dacheng, it is not a matter of fantasy or not, but turning everything into explosives. That is the real focus of the road to explosiveness, the ultimate artist!

PS: Actually, the second master didn’t want to play like this. It’s all Deidara, Kiritsugu, Red A’s fault, and Hao Ren for leading the second master astray. Alas, such an innocent young man was led to the road of no return.