One Hundred and Six - True Jewel Magic

"Steel-is-my-body-and-fire-is-my-blood"

Greeting Zelridge, Emiya Shirou crouched lightly on the ground

As the incantation was chanted, a large and regular burst of magic erupted from his body, and the long silver hair gradually fluttered in the air due to the strong wind caused by the magic power.

"No way, since you've said so"

Rubbing the silvery, strong strands of hair on his head, Zelrich smiled softly and bitterly. In the next moment, his hands were clasped with eight cyan gems

"Anyway, it's not that I haven't faced this kind of Cheng dù's opponent, and it doesn't hurt to play it once, old man, I'll accompany you to hell this time."

"Your Excellency the Second Envoy, Now"

"This kind of battle is beyond your control. Stand out, keep your distance, and find a safe place to watch. It's a rare opportunity, but don't come forward to help no matter what happens, this is now our monster realm!"

With a slight wave of his hand to his assistant, Zelrich took a slow step forward

"I-have-created-over-a-thousand-blades"

“S-E-T”

The magic was pouring into the gem in his hand, and the cyan light filled the semicircle centered on Zelridge

It's not as strong as Emiya Shirou, but it's a little more pure, even if he can't use the magic of his heyday due to his death, it's still a torrent of magic that is even better than the master of Barsermelo, who is known as the top magician of modern times

Two thousand years, not in vain!

The magician's robe fluttered in the wind, and the last hint of a smile had been put away on his face

A long-lost image flashed in his mind, but Zelrich smiled bitterly again in his heart.

How many years have you left that you haven't chanted in battle?

No, it's better to say, how many years have it been since he ascended to a high position in the Magician Association, and I don't know when I started to pamper myself, and I no longer faced the crisis of life and death like when I fought with Zhu Yue?

Perhaps, I have to thank this spider for messing with this kid, right?

Let yourself have the opportunity to feel the flow of blood again.

"Unknown-to-death, nonknown-to-life"

"Boom, Eight Companies!"

Behind him, a group of magicians, along with their assistants, had retreated a certain distance.

Then there's no need to hesitate

The sound of the wind filled the ears of the crowd, almost banishing all other sounds. With a gentle flick of the handle, eight cyan magic bullets came out of his hand.

Eight angry winds rolled up, and the cyan magic bullet flashed in the air, hitting the big spider in the middle of the field that was about to rush towards Joan of Arc

"Shh

The body, especially the head that still bleeds purple blood, was hit hard, and the big spider roared angrily.

The head looked around, as if trying to find out where its attacker was

“S-I-G-N!”

however

Before he could find the man, Zelridge appeared behind the spider, and with it, ten red gems that were almost the size of a small football struck the body of the prey in front of him

And this time, it is aimed at the wound on the head of the large spider and the small forefoot that has just been bitten by the primate killer.

"Shh

The blazing flames burned the wounds created by Emiya Shirou and the primate killer. However, instead of speeding up the bleeding of the wound, it was better to say that under the mutated flame of Zelridge combining a small number of other elements, the pain brought by the wound to the big spider was multiplied without an upper limit

A scream of pain was reflected in the eyes of the big spider

Zelridge, with his robes fluttering in the wind, and the gems floating in tens, behind him

"Let's take a good look at the extreme of the second magician."

He smiled a little, as if he had regained the fierce fighting spirit of the year. Under Zelridge's command, dozens of gems bombarded the body of the giant spider without stopping

"Have-withstood-pain-to-creat-many-weapons"

Zelridge in front of him has joined the battle, colorful gems bombarded the body of the big spider without interruption, and under the magic of Zelrich's whole body, each gem almost had a tank-like blow

In addition, the wind attribute magic attack that Barsermelo was waiting for the opportunity for a while, and he was trapped by the top master of the two magicians, and the big spider couldn't even take a step, and was suppressed to death

At the same time, keeping in mind the experience of the primate killer, and not getting carried away to catch up and besiege the big spider, Joan of Arc carefully stood outside the crystallized earth, guarding the moment when the big spider broke through the attack of Zelrich and the two

"Yet-those-hands-will-never-hold-anythings"

Taking advantage of the delay of the three people in the field, he gently chanted the sixth and penultimate mantra

The atmosphere changed suddenly, and in an instant, it changed from regular to furious, and a huge magical cyclone erupted from Emiya Shirou's body.

The flying sand and rocks are not a problem, and the wind is so fierce that it even blows the trees next to it to the ground.

Even if Izerridge said it, I stood obediently in the distance, and I felt the flow and momentum of the magic

Except for Weber, who had witnessed the battle of the Heroic Spirit, the elite magicians of the Clock Tower stared blankly at Emiya Shirou and the battlefield in front of him, unable to speak.

This is the battle between the really strong?

Whether it was the seemingly slender blonde girl in the field, or the Barsmelo who usually worked with a serious face, or the fourth magician in front of him who saw her body for the first time, the magic and momentum of each of them probably exceeded the sum of these magicians

Crown class? Lordship?

How powerless this qiē seems in front of these people

No wonder, even assists are not allowed, and the second magician will make them retreat to such a distance

Even if you just get involved in the aftermath, you will be killed 100%.

This wasn't a battle they could have meddled in

"Soas-i-pray (so as I wish)"

Putting his left hand in front of his chest and squeezing his fist hard, Emiya Shirou slowly stood up.

"Unlimited-Blade-Works" !!!!

Then, with a vigorous wave of his left hand, the red flames galloped through, enveloping the entire forest

P.S.1: Tomorrow is going to the registration day, theoretically it can be updated but accidents are not ruled out