Dragon of the Root

Chapter 480: Nuclear level

"This is truly a spectacular sight~" said a fat man dressed in red and yellow, like an emperor.

"Sir Caesar, I just received news from the ancestors that Caligula has left the stage," said a woman in an ancient cyan dress beside the fat man.

"Ah~ah~ I know, Cleopatra, then, the killer must be the king." Saying so, Caesar looked at Wu Ming.

The holy white armor, the holy spear like light, neither Caesar nor Cleopatra considered him a good enemy to deal with.

The scene of Wu Ming's Noble Phantasm breaking through the Argonauts just now was still in the minds of the two of them.

"However, these two are not weak opponents~"

Saying that, Caesar looked at the red-haired arrogant viceroy and the black-haired reckless swordsman with his little eyes made of fat.

"Sita! Sita! There is Sita's smell here! Damn it! Those Greek hyenas, I will never let you go!" The young king growled angrily.

"Well~ now he doesn't look so easy to mess around with." Caesar smiled and waved his hand.

"Yo~ Selence, I didn't expect you to land in this posture. I thought that Medb would use the Holy Grail to transform you and descend in the form of a <Mad King>~" The black-haired frivolous man faced Wu Ming in greeting, then jumped down with a large spiral sword on his back.

"Fergus, were you also summoned by Medb?" Wu Ming calmly looked at the "old friend" who was killed by Gilgamesh in Fuyuki City.

Not to mention that he still couldn't remember things about Fuyuki City, and besides, Celtic warriors weren't something to understand for trivial matters.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Two there were Servants of Rome, and one on the other side was the great hero Rama of India, who was a single servant. Let's talk about specifics later." Fergus Saying that, he retreated behind Wu Ming.

Seeing the fresh wound on Fergus' chest, there was no doubt that Fergus was seriously injured.

Don't look at Fergus's words which were still so frivolous, but he wasn't nice anymore.

The wound started from the left shoulder to the right abdomen. Although the bleeding had stopped temporarily, it was estimated that he was no longer able to fight.

"Then you can go straight back to Washington. Living here is also a burden," Wu Ming said without looking back.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Fergus smiled lightly and whistled.

Wu Ming glanced first at Caesar and Cleopatra, and then at the red-haired Rama.

The name Rama reminded Wu Ming of the King of the End, who was also Rama.

Both of them are Rama in their respective worlds, but they don't have any kind of relationship.

"You are from Celtic too! In that case, you are also in charge of Sita's affairs!" Rama shouted angrily, raising the unquenchable sword in his hand.

"Brahmastra!!"

After liberating the real name of Noble Phantasm, Rama threw the Brahmastra at Wu Ming.

Among them, the lightning and flames on the blade that cannot be extinguished make Wu Ming have to officially start.

In terms of type, Brahmastra Rama is a Noble Phantasm Anti-Demon, but this does not mean that Noble Phantasm Anti-Demon cannot attack non-demons.

And in terms of Rank, Brahmastra was an A+ Rank Noble Phantasm. The plus sign means the effect of his abilities can be multiplied at certain moments, and it was because of Rama's anger, The power through the Brahmastra was doubled.

This made Wu Ming say "quite amazing" in his heart.

In this position, even if Wu Ming had the Noble Phantasm <Present Mind Arthur> and defensive runes, he would not dare to parry this attack.

He now didn't have a Noble Phantasm or strong defensive ability, so Wu Ming used the <The Light of the Holy King> skill to frantically squeeze the magic power within the body, in an instant, boundless light from his body.

Even Caesar and Cleopatra, who were Servants, couldn't hold their eyes, so they raised their hands directly and Rama was the same.

Of course, Wu Ming would not use this skill to fight hard, but use magic power to release it.

"<Mythical Yggdrasil>!!"

Raising the holy spear, along with the release of mana and a supply of mana equivalent to three Noble Phantasms provided by Wu Ming, the spear of light turned into a huge light cannon.

Then, it was thrown heavily by Wu Ming.

*Boom-!! Boom!*

The Brahmastra came into contact with the light cannon. At first there was silence, and then it exploded instantly. It was comparable to the aftermath of a nuclear bomb explosion, which blew up Caesar, Cleopatra, and Rama. In the distance Fergus was affected.

However, having said that, in terms of the strength of the Servant's actions, Fergus has drifted away, and he can still be affected, which is enough to see the power of this Noble Phantasm.

Placing Caladblog deep into the ground, Fergus struggled to keep the hilt from falling.

After about ten seconds, the storm stopped.

"Well~ Silence is too chaotic, too much magic power can do whatever he wants." Even though he was complaining, Fergus had a smile on his face.

After all, if he really wanted to count, the Celts could be considered a "warring nation".

Fergus looked at the area behind him, as if swallowed by the exploding light, the entire huge hole could no longer see its true form, as everything was plunged into the vast expanse of white.

"Well~ I got hurt, so let him do it himself."

With that said, Fergus took Caladblog and walked toward Washington.

After almost a long time, the white matter disappeared, and an open plain was revealed under the sky.

Why plains? Because the explosion directly dug up part of this area, in short, this is actually a flat basin.

This is the Servant's trump card, the power of the Noble Phantasm, strong enough to change the terrain.

Of course, the ability to turn hundreds of acres of surrounding plains into hollows was not something only a Servant could do.

At least Fergus couldn't do it, at most he could only turn that tens of thousands of meters long and thousands of meters wide land into scorched earth.

At this moment, a white hand suddenly reached out from the ground.

Looking closely, this is a white hand, it is definitely a white glove and glove.

Wu Ming climbed out of the ground, his white armor slightly dimmed at the moment, he awkwardly supported his body with the spear

He looked around.

"This one's body is a bit scary. I only used three times as much magic power to supply Noble Phantasm, plus super strong magic power to release it. The explosion was amazing."

Ordinary Servants who did this would run out of their magic power and leave the stage, and only those with special abilities like Wu Ming would dare to do this.

[Magic Amplification: EX Rank]

The perfect attributes of the Dragon of the Root, no matter what class, the magic power of the Dragon of the Root is almost unlimited, and is not affected by class.

Because of his near-infinite magic power, plus the bonus of opening the hook and Medb's use of the Holy Grail, Wu Ming could really do whatever he wanted (?????)

"Rama and Caesar may have been thrown."

Because Wu Ming was in the middle of a huge pit, he was buried in the ground.

And Rama and the others at the edge of the huge pit couldn't possibly be buried underground, and would most likely be blown away.

"Forget it, that's all for now, the intelligence gathering is pretty much the same." After speaking, Wu Ming also started to move towards Washington.