Chapter 250: Welcome to the Land of Shadows
After sending Shinji away with the first leg of power, Skaha pulled out his twin guns and said as he pulled the guns:
"It's almost time for you to get up. He's gone, and the effect of the magic is almost gone. It's just magic that leaks out unconsciously, and it won't kill you. β
The restraining force does not allow humans to go to the "root", since they sent people to intercept and kill the Araya Zonglian, how could they let go of Shinji, who walked faster. The reason why Araya was killed, but Shinji was unharmed, was because Shinji unconsciously released a magic that pressed the guardians to the ground, unable to move.
The Guardians are Heroic Spirit-like beings, and the third magic is the magic of the soul, which is extremely poor. When he was half-hanging, it wasn't so much, once the magic was completed and he became a magician, then no matter how many guardians came, it was useless - that's why Emiya Shirou would say that Shinji couldn't kill him if he knew the reason.
The magician is the enemy of the "world", and he is also the helpless person of the "world".
As soon as Skaha finished speaking, the Guardians, who had fallen into the sand like dead bodies, began to rise one after another. The first thing he did when he got up was not to attack, but to cross Skaha and chase in the direction that Shinji had left.
Skaha wasn't surprised, switching his shots from forehand to backhand, outlining on the ground.
"I see, do you think that Shinji hasn't really lifted the lid of 'magic' yet, and thinks there is still a chance to kill him? Hehe, that's a good idea, but just let you go through like this, won't my efforts be in vain?"
The yellow sand recesses downward, forming a whirlpool, and the ancient gate emerges from below, slowly opening.
"Stay with me a little longerβthe death-filled Gate of Skye!"
The direct effect on the soul attraction is ten times greater than it was in the present world. You know, this is the outer part of the world, where the real demon realm is, and without the limitations of this world, the power of the Shadow Country can finally be fully manifested.
The massive suction swept everything around him, including the Guardians in full pursuit, as well as Skaha himself.
By the time the Guardians shake off the effects of suction and regain control of their bodies, the desert scene is gone, replaced by a monotonous world of black, white, and gray.
Judging by the shades of color and the vaguely recognizable silhouette, it seems to be a castle, and the only color in the castle is the peerless Eternal Queen sitting on the throne.
It is not a servant of the materialization of the soul, it is not the manifestation of magic projected from a distance, it is a real, flesh-and-blood existence.
Just sitting there made the Guardians below feel infinite pressure, as if facing the top of all the Guardians, it was difficult to drive the seven "crowns" with even inhibition power.
"Welcome to the Shadow Country. The real Skaha spoke, "This is my country, and even the inhibition is hard to interfere with. Please stay here for the time being until my disciples return to this world. If you don't want to, you can defeat me by force, and you who have the protection of restraining power are to some extent the same as me, you are all immortal, and you can challenge me a few times if you want. β
The majestic gaze spread backwards and fell on the last three guardians, who were none other than Emiya Shirou, Emiya Kiritsugu, and Okita Soji, who had just been annihilated by the "Extinction Stab".
No matter how powerful the "Extinction Thorn" is, it can only kill them once, and after that, Alaya summons them from the Throne of the Immortal again, and is very unfortunate to be sucked in by the Demon Gate again.
By the way, entering the gate of the Demon Realm also requires dying first, and it is also because of Alayya's protection, the guardian cancels out the effect of instant death this time.
The queen of the Demon Realm raised her hand and made a move, and two magic spears flew out from both sides, levitating in the air.
It's not a treasure, it's the real thing, a Deaththorn Demon Spear made from the bones and teeth of the Wave Beast!
"It's been a long time since I've actually fought, can you ignite my long-lost blood?"
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Teenagers and girls, sweating like rain, working in full swing, well, maybe add a passionate and emotional.
Don't think about it, they don't do anything that is inappropriate for children, and what they do is more physically demanding than some of the most primitive sports.
They were forging, more precisely, forging knives.
In the first spiritual vein node of Fuyuki City, a corner of the best spiritual place of Liudong Temple.
The swordsmith who forged the sword was the twenty-seventh generation of Chiko Muramasa, and he was also the only lord who did not go to the altar tonight.
Originally, he was going to watch the final ceremony with the Emiya family, but just as he walked to the fork in the mountain road, he heard a long-lost voice, a long-lost call.
The sound made him give up the idea of going to the ceremony, and walked into the Liudong Temple with the forge and hammer on his back, and walked to the waterhole in the backyard.
He said that the water here is water with spiritual power, water with special powers, and water that is indispensable for forging knives.
Then, he began to make a fire, put the blade that had been tempered all this time on the cutting board, and forged it again and again with the hammer he had obtained from his master.
This extremely strange move, which seemed to ordinary people, naturally disturbed the monks of Liudong Temple, but fortunately, the young girl who accompanied the young man came forward in time.
She's none other than Ayako. Worried, she stumbled upon Shirou's anomaly and quietly followed.
Ayako has always had a bad relationship with Yanagito Issei, the son of the head of Yanato Temple, and was identified by the latter as an enemy of the Buddha, but because of this, she is familiar with the monks of Yanato Temple, and with her as a guarantor, the monks don't care too much even if they think it's strange.
Although the connection between Liudong Temple and the mysterious world is very weak, living in such a high-quality spiritual land, there will always be some gods and ghosts, and the ability to accept it is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
So, the young man had to concentrate on forging knives, and there was a beautiful female assistant to help carry firewood and water.
Of course, at this time, Shirou had already entered a state of self-forgetfulness.
He had only forging in his heart.
All he had in his head was Master's demonstrations over and over again.
All he had in his eyes was the hammer, the blade, the blade, the blow, the water, and everything that mattered.
A soul-engraved voice echoed in his ears.
"People will grow old, no matter how strong the body is, it will fail, and the soul will not be able to withstand the passage of time and will become corrupted, mutated and stinky. β
"No matter how evil is, it will continue to rise like weeds. β
"What to do, swing the hammer, and with every blow, the belief in saving the common people will be forged into the iron bones. β
"What to do, step on the bellows, and each wind blows its own thoughts of redemption into the furnace. β
"What to do, quench with bare hands, every quenching sound quenches your life into the blade. β
"This body is made of the sword, that is, my body is gone, my name is unknown, and all that is forged is dust. β
"This blade alone is only forged by the common people. β
PS: Guardian: Sell skin, don't come here, you battle maniac, don't come here!
PS2: Shirou: One I'm being beaten, and the other I'm pretending, it's unbelievable.
PS: Someone asked the height of the head office, yes, the head office is indeed not as tall as the master craftsman, but don't forget that the head secretary of the demon god is on stilts, so he is taller than everyone. Complain a little about this setting, even if the female character plays with high heels, after all, many boots also have heels, and the right is regarded as a variant, but stilts - big sister, are you acrobatic? Do you want to top a ball and step on a wheelbarrow?
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