My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The release of the Noble Phantasm has been completed, the space where the target is located has been destroyed, and the pursuit mission is over... huh?

The woman's palms clenched suddenly, and the gauntlet and the tracking disk made an overwhelming sound.

In the image displayed on the tracking disk, the flashing red dot is so clear.

After a long silence, Angelica threw the tracking disk back to the King's Treasure House and started walking again:

The pursuit continues.

On the other side, the white-haired young man standing above the tall building looked at the traces of destruction that almost ran through the entire Fuyuki City. His pale golden eyes were empty, as if he was looking at the scene in front of him, but also as if he was thinking and calculating something. .

Finally, the young man came to a conclusion.

If this is the maximum contribution... maybe it can be done.

Looking up, the morning star in the sky shines brilliantly.

It won't be long before the new sun will rise from the horizon, illuminating this long and troubled night.

It's a pity that he will never see that day.

Shuo Yue withdrew her gaze, looked at the golden figure galloping from a distance, pursed her lips, and then showed a hearty smile.

Projection, start

Following the young man's whisper, countless phantoms of swords appeared from behind him, and then condensed, tearing away the cool night breeze.

The sword flies.

The golden figure stopped, poured out his treasure without hesitation, and died together with Shuo Yue's sword, and then raised his blue pupils.

Despicable replicator, how did you escape my attack?

Sa, who knows? The young man stood up.

The sportswear that came from the department store was replaced by more lightweight casual clothing.

The holy cloth was fluttering, and the white headband tied up the broken hair. The young man wearing light armor raised his head, and his pale golden eyes showed sharpness:

You have been following me for seven whole days. Do you really think that I have no way to avoid your surveillance?

Hearing this, Angelica took out the tracking disk again, looked at the red dot that was still moving erratically in the distance, and crushed the tracking disk into pieces with her palms.

Although there are doubts about Sakuyue's method of evading tracking, this has lost its meaning.

I see--it seems like you don't plan on escaping.

What responded to her was the young man's fearless smile:

That's it, Angelica Ainsworth, let it end tonight.

Faced with the young man's murderous declaration, the blond woman remained unmoved and simply responded:

Although I don't know why you insist on meaningless escape, I have already said: it is impossible for a fake like you to obtain a miracle.

The golden ripples revealed swords, spears, halberds, axes and axes, and they turned into heavy rain and poured towards Shuo Yue.

Time to end the jumping antics, you bastard!

What responded to her was an equally fierce storm of swords. , and the silhouette of the holy cloth that has been fluttering.

While running, the young man stared at the golden heroic spirit, analyzing the golden ripples the moment they entered his retina.

——The magic power in the body began to boil.

There were fourteen designs (Noble Phantasms) in total presented to him.

Quick analysis, full copy.

In the brief moment when the passage of time was almost imperceptible, Shuo Yue endured the sting of magic power in her body and sang in a low voice:

Full projection continuous layer writing!

A blue stream of light flew out from behind him, blocking Angelica back into the treasure house before she could shoot out the Noble Phantasm.

Once again, before shooting, it was clearly not within the inherent barrier...! Angelica, who had had combat experience with the Emiya Giant, was already aware of her opponent's next move, and without hesitation, she stepped back and took out A giant shield stood in front of him.

Too slow! The young man shouted angrily as his combat boots hit the ground and his hairband fluttered. He put his left hand on the giant shield and leapt into the sky, crossing the obstacle of the shield like a big bird, and then stood in an inverted posture. ——Draw the bow and nock an arrow!

The modified spiral arrow was placed on the bow string without aiming, and was shot out under the frightened eyes of the golden heroic spirit.

Pseudo Spiral Sword!

The moment the arrow broke away from the bowstring, Shuo Yue's palms clenched heavily:

Fantasy collapse!

The spiral arrow raised a thick flame of magic in the air, which exploded after reaching a certain extreme.

There was an instant burst of great destructive power, wrapped in fire, and a huge mushroom cloud rose up. On the edge of the explosion, a figure flew out upside down, with the rolling flames reflected in his pupils, and a new arrow was drawn out of his hand. .

If his opponent could be easily defeated with this set of attacks, then his seven days and seven nights of escape would be as ridiculous as a fool's play.

And Angelica did not disappoint Shuo Yue, who was waiting for her. Before the smoke from the explosion cleared, her cold voice pierced the thick fog, spreading along with huge golden ripples——

Come on, Hell Scythe, Dust Saw!

The sky and the earth were dimmed in an instant, and even the pale golden eyes of Shuoyue were dimmed in an instant, obscured by two huge and towering shadows——

Like the wings of dawn, burning with purifying flames, the legendary flaming sword can purify and remove all matter.

As if carved from emeralds and covered with pitch-black soil, it is said that the boneless giant sword can even open up thousands of mountains and valleys.

This is the end of the sky and the sea, the ultimate realm of melting and mixing, a divinely-made weapon that burns away even the sea of ​​ten thousand.

This is the principle of absolute separation between heaven and earth. It is not just cutting with the blade, nor is it a divinely-made weapon that only develops with quality.

Its name is the Hell Scythe, which burns the dawn horizon that drives away all the seas.

Its name is Dust Saw, which opens up a green horizon of thousands of mountains.

The two swords held by Zababa, the God of War in Mesopotamian mythology, intertwined and fell at this moment. With a majestic figure stretching for thousands of meters, he rewarded the tiny insects with divine judgment.

The sight captured by the divine weapon was retracted, Shuo Yue closed her eyes and then opened them, the golden light almost overflowing from her eyes.

As long as the magic power is enough, there's nothing wrong with rubbing the divine creation with my hands!

The veins in his hands were stretched, and the young man with white hair and golden eyes roared as if he was tearing the world apart:

Ah ah ah ah ah--

The murderous intent of the blade made his skin tingle, and in a daze, Sakuyue's memory overlapped with Emiya's, returning to the feeling of using projection for the first time.

Right, that is it.

Magic power flows through the circuit, analyzing the structure of objects in an instant, and materializing its own understanding——

Even if it’s just the shell!

Amidst the roar, Shuo Yue's hands finally broke the invisible shackles. The magic power roared and surged to form two equally ferocious giant swords behind him. They intertwined and collided with the identical brothers and sisters!

Zi la la la!

Boom, boom, boom!

After two loud noises, the four giant swords fell like meteorites. If we only looked at the degree of damage, there is no doubt that the genuine Hell Scythe and Dust Saw won the victory, and the two giant swords projected by Shuo Yue, It has been cut in half from top to bottom.

But such a victory is meaningless. The performance of weapons is not the decisive factor in victory. For Shuo Yue, as long as he can deflect the trajectories of the two giant swords, his goal will be achieved.

Angelica looked up at this magnificent scene, with no joy in her eyes, but retreated silently to avoid the aftermath of the falling giant sword.

but……

Brush! The sword blade passed through Qinghan's arc.

What...! Angelica turned around in shock, trying to block the sudden sword light with her arm armor.

Amidst the splashing golden fragments, she flew backwards in a panic. Her left hand was bleeding profusely and she lost the strength to lift it up.

Sure enough, the ability to change space is so useful. Shuo Yue, who succeeded in the sneak attack, held the black and white double blades. Before Angelica could get up, he rushed towards her again and slashed at her vitals.

Admit it, I am stronger now!

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Chapter 5 The Last Muramasa Tsumugari

unwise.

An extremely bad decision.

The blond woman lying on the ground turned her head with difficulty and watched the white-haired young man coming towards her like a cold wind.

The doll named Angelica does not have the emotion of regret, but this humiliating fact has indeed pushed her to the brink of crisis.

Affected by the power of the King of Heroes in the class card, even if she could abandon all emotions, she still made the mistake of underestimating the enemy invisibly, ignoring the biggest difference between the person who calls himself Sakutsuki and Shirou Emiya - —

The crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom of the Ensworth family, substitution magic.

As long as he can replace the space faster than her, he can attack her before she evacuates.

It wasn't that she was completely unaware. She had already taken precautions before the war started. But during the battle, why did she forget this crucial variable?

...Perhaps the hero king of ancient Babylon would be more happy to see her defeated.

For that extremely proud heroic spirit, how could Endsworth, who forcibly took away his power, not be a despicable usurper?

With only a moment of thought in her heart, Angelica took action before the young man's blade approached.

Lock of Heaven!

Layers of ripples spread out, and countless chains jumped out like snakes, quickly surrounding Shuo Yue.

In response to this Noble Phantasm, the man shouted angrily:

wishful thinking!

The projected sword vibrated in the blink of an eye, and Shuo Yue waved the general Mo Xie in his hand. His steps were slightly wrong, and the displaced space caused the flying chains to lose their direction.

In front of an ordinary human being, the heavenly locks that claim to be able to lock gods are nothing more than harder chains.

You are just a counterfeit that took away the power of the King of Heroes. You don't have the majesty of the King, the aloofness of the King, the pride of the King - you don't have the ability to control the key to the King's Law at all!

Shouting loudly, Shuo Yue freed herself from the overlapping chains, but her opponent was no longer in sight.

But when he looked up, what he saw were golden ripples symbolizing the opening of the treasure house!