My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

The next moment, the handsome spearman stared and shouted angrily, and the gun in his hand became even more heroic, swinging away the approaching Shuo Yue and even the dozens of weapons that followed him to kill him!

But no matter what the situation, he is still the number one in the Fiona Knights, and he is still the superb spearman Diarmuid!

The flesh and blood body could not resist the soldiers' front. In order to take a step forward, Shuo Yue had no choice but to project the black and white swords and hold the vermilion spear. Her knees trembled and she almost knelt down.

As a third-level cavalryman, Diarmuid's strength is far superior to his. What's more, although he is damaged now, his momentum has not diminished but has increased. If he continues like this, Shuo Yue will only end up being torn apart by both spears.

Although his skills are not as good as others... Shuo Yue's mouth curved, and he raised his sword and charged forward.

I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve!

The gun blade collided with the two swords, causing fierce sparks again, but immediately afterwards, Diarmuid looked surprised, and the spear he was holding was raised high like a python that was knocked away by a punch!

Looking carefully, the young man with golden eyes held a heavy hammer in both hands, grinned at him, turned around, and smashed it!

Boom! Amidst the majestic air waves, Diarmuid, who had hurriedly set up Huang Qiangwei, flew upside down. The moment he landed, his legs exerted force and rolled back like lightning.

This young man's world belongs to him both at close range and at long distances. The victory that belongs to him, Diarmuid Odina, lies only between his spears!

Shuo Yue was obviously aware of this, and while manifesting two Uzis and pulling the trigger, he quickly retreated, trying to distance himself.

It's useless! The two guns spun around, blocking most of the bullets for Diarmuid. Even if a stray bullet landed on him, it would bounce away under the mysterious suppression. With the agility bonus of up to A+, he looked like a sports car. He approached Shuo Yue in the blink of an eye and stabbed out the magic spear without mercy:

You lost, Shuo Yue!

No - the golden-eyed young man stopped, the smile on his face was as fresh and clear as ever, and he was confident of winning.

It's my victory.

The demon-breaking red spear and the sure-destroying yellow spear went one after the other, cutting two blood grooves on the fragile flesh.

What! Kenneth, who was watching the battle, widened his eyes and coughed violently because of his excessive emotions.

It's actually like this... Lian Ye opened his mouth slightly and lost his composure.

How can this be?

Obviously this kind of thing shouldn't happen!

The same shock was also lingering in his heart. The warrior's instinct made him retreat quickly and distance himself, but the excessive shock made him touch the two wounds on his arm and waist, speechless.

The Demon-Destroying Red Rose and Destroying Yellow Rose did indeed work, causing great damage to the enemy.

But that enemy is not Shuo Yue, but him, the master of these two magic guns!

When an archer doesn't use his bow, it's not because he has lost his way.

Opposite him, the uninjured young man smiled, and the two magic spears in his hands, red and yellow, were so breathtaking.

Vermilion versus vermilion.

True yellow versus true yellow.

Using projection magic to copy the twin spears, Shuo Yue, who severely injured Diarmuid first, let go, letting the two magic spears turn into spirits and dissipate, and held the dark nameless iron bow in his hand:

It's because I'm worried that my arrows are too fierce and the enemy won't even have a chance to step into the trap!

As the dusk light fell, the young man's confident and proud voice resounded in the abandoned factory, announcing the victory of this confrontation.

After the shock, the two bystanders also regained their ability to think.

Putting his hand on his chest, he let out a long sigh of relief: I didn't expect Shuo Yue to have such a move. I won't lose unjustly.

However, another bystander was not so shocked. Kenneth's face was gloomy, and his whole body was trembling with anger and fear.

No one understands the functions of these two Noble Phantasms better than him - when he only injured his finger, his strength was greatly reduced and the Noble Phantasm was sealed, but Diarmuid's entire arm was cut and suffered With such an injury, his defeat is already doomed!

Suddenly, the fire in Kenneth's eyes extinguished, and his eyes turned into an unfathomable sea surface, with raging waves beneath the calm.

No, there is another way to turn defeat into victory.

He lowered his head, summoned the last of his strength, and communicated about a certain miracle he still possessed.

Diarmuid

[Character Information]: The famous hero of Celtic mythology, Diarmuid Odina, a popular knight of the Fiona Knights, the tragedy of Di's life unfolded when Finn married Granny, the daughter of King Commack.

[Hidden Information]: Known as Diarmuid with the Brilliant Appearance and Diarmuid with the Mole of Tears of Love. His beautiful appearance earned him the title the dream lover of all women and girls in Ireland at the time, but he seemed to be troubled.

[Recording conditions

1. Get Diarmuid’s approval (completed)

2. Defeat/Kill Diarmuid (Completed)

[Record Condition 2 has been completed, and you have received the reward: The Spearmanship Experience of the Heroic Spirit Diarmuid! 】

A huge amount of knowledge poured into his brain, and Shuo Yue shook his head. The close combat marksmanship that allowed him to compete with others and gain the upper hand became his nourishment.

If Shuoyue could now possess a Noble Phantasm that was not inferior to Diarmuid's, he would definitely be able to stage a wonderful two-gun battle with him, instead of just relying on the battle memory brought by the projection weapon.

Although the wound has a similar curse, it is not irreversible. After a brief period of confusion, he also noticed something was wrong with his own injury, Really? It's... a fake.

There is no other way. If we don't have enough hard power, we can only rely on these replicas to win. Shuo Yue said, spreading his hands.

Your Excellency, you are too modest. Even though the injury on his arm could not be healed for a while, the spearman still showed an appreciative smile. The spirit of the Yellow Demonic Spear dispersed, and he raised the Red Demonic Spear with one arm, Play hard to get , luring the enemy deep... Your tactics are really brilliant.

But even so, do you still want to continue fighting? Shuo Yue already felt the fighting spirit and calmly drew the bow and string.

Exactly. Diarmuid, whose wound was still bleeding, jumped forward and attacked Shuo Yue again. Although I lost the battle, this 'war' for the Lord is not over yet.

But this time, the young man holding the bow was no longer merciless, the iron bow vibrated continuously, and every blow filled with magic power was comparable to a bomb!

But even so, the red gun light still penetrated the blockade - just because Kenneth outside the field raised his arms and shouted:

Order it with a command curse! You must bring me victory!

As you command, my lord!

The first time, the first time I was summoned, I fully accepted this command spell with my own will.

In just the blink of an eye, the man with the flames of magic on his body came to kill him. A magic gun broke the blockade of the two swords without any hindrance, and was placed on Shuo Yue's fragile neck.

At least when it comes to command spells, my lord has never been stingy! The handsome spearman with a bright face announced happily as his left arm hung weakly.

Really? Shuo Yue said without comment, walking sideways from the still red rose and walking back to her side.

He had already got what he wanted, and the so-called honor and victory or defeat didn't matter at all.

What's more, he is also looking forward to the battle between and.

It's your victory.

Thank you for your generosity, Lord Shuoyue. Diarmuid bowed his head slightly, showing respect to this powerful and humble opponent.

And when he raised his head, his eyes crossed the fighting spirit and inevitably fell behind her, who had woken up at some point.

Although unable to speak, this involuntary woman, the fiancée of the second master, was looking at the hero's figure passionately with her sincere, sorrowful eyes, desperate to tell him.

Chapter 95 The continuation of the Battle of Warehouse Street

Again, this look...

The excitement of winning the first battle with the help of his master dissipated. He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, his handsome face full of compassion.

What is loyalty? What is love?

After Diarmuid defected with Princess Granny, the jealous Finn Macul sent all his troops to pursue the two eloping people, hunting them like wild beasts.

The battle with the giant Harbon, the battle with the nine Galba, and the battle with Finn's wet nurse The Mortar Witch... The various heroic deeds written by Diarmuid and Granny during their escape are even more extraordinary. It was because of his original name in the Fianna Knights, but for Diarmuid, who wanted to become a loyal minister, these heroic legends were too ironic.

As his spears cut through his foes, his chivalry is torn as well. He was tortured by conflicting loyalties and sacred oaths, but the two skillful magic spears still pierced his opponents before he could be confused, causing unnecessary death.

A woman and two men - rivers of blood and mountains of corpses just for the affection and persistence of these three people.

Seeing these unnecessary sacrifices, Finn was the first to give in in the end. The old monarch finally recognized the marriage between Diarmuid and Granny, gave Diarmuid his due status and territory, and accepted him as a vassal again.

This is the peace Diarmuid has longed for, but Finn has not really forgiven Diarmuid.

He knew that Diarmuid had been banned from death by a wild boar (his half-brother turned into), so he deliberately created an encounter between Diarmuid and the wild boar.

After Diarmuid was seriously injured by a wild boar, Finn knew that his healing water could save Diarmuid, but he spilled the water in his hand twice. By the time he got water for the third time, Diarmuid had stopped breathing.

Now, Diarmuid has become a Servant and was summoned to modern times. When he looks back on his past ending, he still feels no regrets and has never hated anyone. While he wants to repay his wife's love, he can also empathize with Finn's anger. It's just that fate is really undesirable.

Diarmuid's life was not all suffering and lamentation. The joy of having a drink with his master and the caressing of his beloved wife became irreplaceable and precious memories in his heart. Even if his life ends in tragedy, Diarmuid has no dissatisfaction with his fate, because he and the people around him have worked hard to survive.

He didn't want to deny that one and only life that had become a thing of the past.

But if possible, if he has a second life and can carry a gun as a knight again——

The possibility of such a miracle became the long-cherished wish of the heroic spirit Diarmuid. The honor he had lost from his own hands in the past and the pride he could not achieve, he fully hoped to have a chance to regain them all.

A path that could not be realized in the previous life, living for the original purpose of chivalry.

That's all his wish was. It shouldn't be some unattainable extravagance.

But unfortunately, his master Kenneth also has a fiancée.

As if it was destined, the woman named Sorawu was also the princess of the Sophia family. She also didn't love her husband, and she was also...succumbed to the unparalleledly handsome Knight of Tears. captive.

However, the front of Diarmuid is shrouded in ominous black clouds, and the evil deeds he carries will set the stage for a break between him and his new master, Kenneth.

If he wins this battle, he will definitely be caught in the dilemma between his master and Solaw, and if he fails in this battle... his master will die because of him.

Suffocation naturally rose in my heart, but it was dispelled by a clear voice.

What's wrong,?

Opening his eyes, Diarmuid saw the blond knight king holding an invisible sword, casting a calm gaze at him.

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The battle is about to begin. If you don't concentrate carefully, you will lose quickly.

She was not joking. Her powerful aura was accompanied by magic power, forming a shining armor that covered her whole body, making people think that her petite body was as tall as hundreds of thousands of feet.

The barrier of the Wind King was released, and the dazzling golden sword appeared in the whirlwind. Suddenly, as if he realized something, the dull hair on his head shook, and he turned to look at the golden eyes who had already arranged melon seeds and happy water. youth:

Shuoyue.

She didn't say anything, but Shuo Yue already understood what she meant.

I know, I know... By the way, you are obviously not injured, okay? Is it really a man to be so generous?