"Manifest, Aestus-Estus!" Luo Fengyun whispered, the red long sword was held in Luo Fengyun's hand, and flames were still burning on the sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Aestus-Estus emits flames when the wielder is in high spirits, making it look extremely dazzling.

Luo Fengyun's mood was indeed high at this time, aestus-estus (Meteoric Iron Tatar Primordial Fire) was responding to Luo Fengyun's battle intent, Xue Tianyun's eyes condensed slightly, she knew almost all of Luo Fengyun's abilities, but she didn't know that Luo Fengyun had such a weapon.

"I'm going to ......" Luo Fengyun whispered, his golden eyes streaked across the night sky, bringing up electric light.

Xue Tianyun retreated, and several magic shields suddenly appeared in front of him, Luo Fengyun didn't care at all, and waved aestus-estus (Meteoric Iron Tatar Primordial Fire), slashed the shield, and slashed directly at Xue Tianyun.

"Did anyone tell you that you must be cautious when dealing with magicians?" Xue Tianyun suddenly laughed, and several magic arrays instantly erupted around him, "Bondage!"

Luo Fengyun was suddenly tied to the air in a strange posture.

(Bundle play?)

"But did anyone tell you......" Luo Fengyun turned into a shadow and disappeared in place, "I got a new skill?"

"Of course not, but you should have a cooldown for this skill. Xue Tianyun glanced at Luo Fengyun defiantly, "Let's make a bet." ”

"Bet, bet on what?" Luo Fengyun was also aroused, "I'm quite interested." ”

"Just bet on winning or losing, you win me, I'll let you kiss you, I win you, I'll kiss you. Xue Tianyun said with a grin.

"Smack. Luo Fengyun slapped himself in the face, "Does this make a difference?"

"Of course there is, one active and one passive. Xue Tianyun sat in mid-air, "I'm curious, who is your third hero?"

"Well, you'll soon find out? Your system's ability to gather intelligence is definitely not much worse than mine, come on. Luo Fengyun glanced at Xue Tianyun, then clenched aestus-estus, "By the way, I'm going to modify the conditions just now." ”

"Then I'll wait until you win!" Several magic arrays appeared, and countless rays of light swept directly towards Luo Fengyun.

"Whew-" Luo Fengyun suddenly exhaled, then his body relaxed, and then, as if he had seen through the blind corner of the light, he forcibly avoided all the light.

"Oops...... It's dangerous. Luo Fengyun smiled, this is the role of his "Infinite Martial Arts", temporarily confusing his consciousness, and then letting the body judge the action for himself, this is his purpose just now.

"Awesome ......"

"Looks like it's my turn to attack. Luo Fengyun slowly closed his left eye, revealing only one right eye to look at Xue Tianyun.

Bend over, lean over.

Xue Tianyun knew very well that this posture, whether it was the Tiantong-style sword drawing technique or the Flying Imperial Sword Flow, all started in this posture. The next step is to be careful or distance.

"Tiantong-style sword drawing technique Wind Zero Type Seven - Yunling Breaking the Dragon's Lair!" The aestus-estus (Meteoric Iron Tatar Primordial Fire) in Luo Fengyun's hand burst out with a fierce red light, like a red meteor, directly piercing the night sky, and approached Xue Tianyun's side!

……

The other side.

Without hurry, Emiya Kiritsugu slowly walked into the center of the uninhabited porch with decisive and light steps.

He moderately relaxes the muscles of the whole body and does not exert excess force on any part. On the other hand, the nerves are like a mirror that is quieter and clearer than the surface of an icy lake, reflecting the panorama of the surrounding area. Sharper than hearing, clearer than visual, without any dead ends. Transform yourself into a probe that will immediately detect the slightest movement, and wander in the dark.

Yan Feng Qili should be somewhere in this Fuyuki Civic Hall, waiting for the arrival of Emiya Kiritsugu.

As a result, Kiritsugu's ambush plan did fall through. But he felt no remorse. Because he was finally able to grasp the true face of Yan Feng Qili, an enemy full of mysteries, it was quite rewarding. It was precisely because all of Kiritsugu's predictions fell short that he relied on the elimination method to come up with the answer.

In a word, the man had no interest in the Holy Grail.

More often than not, all masters fight for the Holy Grail. This preconceived notion has blinded Kiritsugu to this day. Because of this, Yan Feng Qili's actions that had nothing to do with the Holy Grail made Kiritsu puzzled.

However, Kiritsugu saw Kirei's strategy for the Chalice Advent ceremony tonight and realized that he had made a fundamental mistake.

The purpose of the Rite of Grace is not the Holy Grail, but the bloodshed in the process of achieving it. That reason is neither inquisitable nor needs to be explored. It is enough to understand who the agent is targeting.

Kiritsugu slowly gripped the handle of Thompson Contender's gun, the solid walnut touch of his fingers, and he pondered the face of a man he had only seen in photographs.

Even if I think about where I am and how I have formed a relationship with Yan Feng Qili now, it is only an empty attempt. Kiritsugu's life was not easy enough to assert that he had never made a feud with anyone. It's just an outsider who broke into the Holy Grail War purely because of a personal grudge against Kiritsugu - that possibility can only be ruled out on probabilistic grounds. Although it is extremely unlikely that an outsider survived the Holy Grail War to the end and directed a farce that disrupted the direction of the Holy Grail's belonging, the reality is in front of him, and Kiritsugu has no choice but to accept it as a fact.

Emiya Kiritsugu never sought the truth and the answer to things. For him, the only thing to care about is the situation.

He just vowed in his heart to save more people. There is no distinction between high and low lives saved. The scales in which sacrifice and relief are measured have nothing to do with the justification or the circumstances. That's how he survives. He would never be foolish enough to inquire into the meaning of his actions.

So, there is no longer the slightest fear and sense of crisis in Kiritsugu's heart that he once had for Yan Feng Qili.

From the moment he knew what his purpose was, the man was reduced to a mere obstacle to Kiritsugu's progress. No matter what kind of strong enemy the other party is, as long as you are sure that it is the person you must challenge, then you will no longer be the object of affection. There is no fear, no hatred, neither contempt nor mercy, only exclusion is considered. That's the only function that Kiritsugu has given to himself as a killing machine.

Although he already has a goal to live, for this goal, even if he turns into a killing machine, he will not hesitate.

He left the recital hall and went down the hallway. Suddenly, black smoke filled the air. The point of fire should be the battlefield underground. Judging by the depth of the smell, it seems that the fire has spread to various parts of the building. However, all external communication lines, including fire alarms, have been cut off, so that as long as the flames do not spill outside the building, they will not be detected by nearby residents.

With each step, the mood became more and more intense, and the blessed verse could not help but blurt out.

The Lord awakens my soul, please guide me on the right path beyond Allah. Even if I walk in the valley of death, I am not afraid of the devil, for Allah is with me—

Here he is. Now I will inevitably meet him.

Emiya Kiritsugu is nearby. Just as Qili longed for his arrival, he was also chasing Qili.

The flames had dispelled the darkness and swayed and danced throughout the hallway. The heat caressed Qili's cheek, but he didn't care. The tide of blood tumbling in his heart was hotter than the flames.

For the first time, she felt blessed. The God, who had never favored him in his life, finally gave him a revelation.

What he is looking for is this outpouring of hatred, this joy of battle!

……

Back to the Valhalla's side.

Although Artoria joined forces with the King of Conquest, there was no way to take Gilgamesh in a short time.

"Cut ......" Artoria gritted her teeth, then raised the golden sword in her hand.

Iskandar also understood what Artoria meant, and then the two Heroic Spirits opened the Innate Barrier at the same time!

The Knights of the Round Table and the King's Army appeared at the same time, and Gilgamesh looked at the two in front of him lightly.

"What's the matter, you can't match it alone, and you have to fight with an army?" Gilgamesh laughed, "then let you see." ”

Gilgamesh used the key in his hand to open the vault of treasures in the void. However, he did not unfold the "treasure of the king", and only took out a mere sword.

"Because of this, I will stand in your way, conquer the king, the king of knights"

- Can this weapon really be called a "sword"?

It's just weird. It has both hilts and gauntlets, and is similar in length to a normal longsword. But the most critical part of the "sword body" is far from the traditional sense of the sword. I saw that the three cylinders were tightly connected, and the not sharp blades were twisted into a spiral, and the three cylinders slowly wound together like chains, whirling and stretching out each other.

Yes, it can no longer be called a sword. Anything that was born long before the concept of the "sword" came into existence could not have taken on the shape of a sword. It was made by God before the creation of man, and it is a witness to the manifestation of divinity at the time of creation.

I saw that the three-stage cylinder like a grinding disc echoed the movements of the celestial sphere, each rubbing and rotating with a weight and strength comparable to the earth's crust, and the expanding magic that rolled out was simply immeasurable.

"Come, put an end to your endless dreams, and I will show you the laws of the world myself. ”

Gilgamesh's arms were raised above his head, and the Initial Sword began to spin slowly. Each lap is quicker and quicker......

Witnessing this, Iskandar, instinctively feeling the danger imminent, raised the reins and urged Busefarus.

Artoria also raised the golden sword of victory (caliburn) in his hand and gave the order to charge.

"Let's go up/charge!"

It doesn't hurt to give up the initiative to Gilgamesh. But he was only allowed to unleash one blow. Before he could take any follow-up actions, the "King's Army" and the "Knights of the Round Table" would ravage the golden shadow to death.

In this case, the key is how to survive the first blow. The other party was Gilgamesh, who was proud of his unparalleled treasures, and he must have a reason to bet on this blow.

A treasure against the army?

Treasures of the city?

Or is it a sniper-type treasure against people, the other party intends to capture the thief and capture the king first, and shoot Iskandar and Artoria in one fell swoop......

"Boom" roared with the sound of a hurricane, and Gilgamesh's hilt burst with swollen magic.

"Wake up, EA. The stage is set up to match you!"

EA - In ancient Mesopotamian mythology, it was the god of the earth and water in charge of the "heaven" and "middle".

The "Obedient Sword EA", as he called it, was the first sword that witnessed the feat of creation in the age of mythology. Its blade was given the task of splitting the chaotic sky and earth in half and giving it a definite form.

Now, the whirling Excalibur is rolling up a gale of wind, ready to repeat the miracle of creation. The golden hero king proudly declared.

"Look at it—this is the [Enuma-Elish]!"

The sky is screaming, and the earth is roaring.

The swollen beam of magic shook the laws of the universe and rushed out.

Gilgamesh swung his sword down, not aiming at anyone at all.

There's no need to target anyone anymore. What is cut by the blade of the sword is by no means limited to any "enemy".

Before the sword fell, everything was nothing more than a meaningless mess of chaos—

After a sword swing, a new law separates the heavens, the sea, and the earth.

The stirring power that opened the world rushed out, which had long been beyond the scope of the treasure of the city. All things, visible and invisible, are falling apart under this unparalleled power. This is the true face of the "Treasure of the Realm" that makes the Hero King claim to be a transcendent.

Artoria holds the golden sword of victory (caliburn) in her right hand and another sword in her left hand.

It was the weapon she used before she regained the caliburn of knightly glory—

It's called Excalibur!

Gritting her teeth, Artoria decided to liberate both Noble Phantasms at once.

"EX-calibur (Sword of Oath Victory)!" The first blow is just to stop EA's attack, and the real purpose is the second blow-

"Caliburn!" the two golden rays of light converged to block EA's attack.

"Can't stop it!" Artoria gritted her teeth, but still stubbornly held on to keep EA from bombarding her army.

"King!"

"King!"

"What are you waiting for, retreat!" Artoria commanded, gritting her teeth.

"Yes!" all the hundred and fifty knights disappeared, and Iskandar took advantage of the situation to disarm the king's army.

Artoria couldn't hold it for a while, and was directly blown away by EA.

Iskandar hurriedly caught Artoria, "Knight King, do you have a better way to deal with him?"

"I ......"

"Saber, use this!" At this time, Alice Fell threw a scabbard at Artoria, who took the scabbard and immediately showed a happy expression on her face.

"Come on, Hero King, the second round between us begins. Artoria clenched the scabbard in her hand, "This time it will be us who will win!"

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