"Boom ————"

After the vast sword qi flashed away, the entire illusory castle was cut in two, and gradually fell apart under the faint roar.

Piece by piece, the walls, the cornerstones, the houses, the ground...... Falling out of mid-air and falling towards a hundred-meter-deep crater, the entire castle was like a dough paste, and it quickly disintegrated without any external force.

"Ah...... The root of fantasy is far away......"

The white-haired young man raised his head, as if there was a god he believed in above, and stretched out his hand to try to grasp something, but in his eyes, the thing that had been stagnant somewhere was now quickly moving away.

"My apocalypse, O God of Satan...... Please forgive me for being useless...... Tokugawa! Curse you with the remnants of my life, don't think about it going on for hundreds of years! My soul, my will, curse you, even in hell, and make you pay for the loss of tens of thousands of lives in Shimabara......"

After he uttered a vicious curse from his mouth, his entire body was like confetti, and as soon as the wind blew, it turned into black ash and dissipated, leaving not even a trace of survival, and the breath of life was even more annihilated.

Musashi, Rika Fujimaru and Masashi Chiko Mura reappeared in the crumbling illusory castle.

Chiko Muramasa held a sword in his hand that seemed to have just been forged, and the reddish blade exuded a scorching heat, as if one could feel something homogeneous with the gods.

"What a killer feature, old man......"

Musashi looked at Chiko Muramasa with a look of amazement, "Let's get out quickly, this castle feels like it's going to collapse, I don't know if the flying dragon is waiting for us below." ”

"Well, you can go with Miss Fujimaru."

Qianzi Muramasa nodded, a disapproving smile appeared on his face, "It's a pity that the old man can't leave with you...... This is all Mu Jiao's knife is an artifact that can only be used by gods, and the old man forcibly uses it as a servant, which is a huge burden on the spirit base...... Sister and brother Asu, please leave it to you. ”

"Old man......"

Musashi was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

Looking closely, Qianzi Muramasa's body was already gradually dissipating, turning into countless extremely faint golden points of light, a phenomenon that would only appear when the Servant returned to the Throne of the Heroic Spirit.

Artifacts are weapons that can only be used by gods, and even if they are demigods, it is extremely difficult to use them, let alone servants who have achieved them as mortals.

Originally, Qianzicun should not even be able to wield the divine sword, but because it was the knife he created, he was able to forcibly use his service as a forger, relying on it to destroy the inherent enchantment, but even so, he paid the price of the collapse of the spirit base.

"I know, you can go with confidence, old man."

Musashi said silently: "Ah Su and Tian Suke will leave it to me, and I will settle them down if I say anything." ”

"Hmph...... You have nice things to say once in a while. ”

When Senkomura heard this, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and then his body completely turned into a point of light and dissipated in front of Musashi and Fujimaru Rika.

With it, the divine knife in his hand also turned into a point of light and disappeared, leaving no trace.

"Hurry up and get out of there, this illusory castle won't last long!"

The figure of Sherlock Holmes appeared from the light screen again, urging the two of them to retreat quickly with a serious look.

"Lixiang, you should get out of here first, you should be able to leave if you find the flying dragon."

Musashi said this as he turned around, his expression suddenly cold, "There is one last enemy here. ”

"Oops, oops."

As if in response to her words, a man dressed in a wandering samurai costume stepped out of the corner with a nonsensical smile on his face.

"The employer has disappeared, so how can I repay the kindness of this meal and night?"

It was a handsome blue-haired swordsman, holding a long sword more than five feet long and as long as a bamboo pole, with an elegant and calm demeanor.

"Your Excellency is the famous Shin-Washi Musashi, right? Under is Kojiro Sasaki. ”

He raised the long sword in his hand, and said with an elegant smile: "I can't forget the kindness of Your Excellency the Demon Master, Your Excellency's second knife flow is really good, how about it?" Let's decide the winner here, right? ”

Kojiro Sasaki?

The moment she heard the name, Musashi's hands clenched fiercely, and an extremely belligerent smile gradually appeared on her face, and at the same time, she also felt a great amount of pressure, and a faint sweat oozed from her forehead.

There was a contradiction on her face, but the emotions surging in her heart were extremely hot.

"A fateful showdown? I didn't expect to be able to see two Sword Saint powerhouses in one day, if the previous one was snatched away by Ryuxia Sauce, this time I can't let it go no matter what! ”

Musashi clenched the twin swords in his hands, and a strong battle intent appeared in his azure eyes, and at the same time he shouted, "Come on——! ”

"Fight it out!"

…………

"The knife of Du Mu is strong, and if it is strong, it is a pity that it has no chance with me."

Ryuxia withdrew her gaze from the direction of the top floor, and the look in her eyes remained unwavering.

The power of the divine sword, which can break through the inherent enchantment with one sword, is self-evident, if it is an ownerless sword, then Ryuxia should have rushed up by now, snatched the sword, and then used the [Noble Phantasm Value Enhancement Opportunity] to turn it into his own Noble Phantasm.

It's a pity that it is a thing with an owner, and its owner is Chiko Muramasa, and that knife should be his treasure, so it can be forged on the spot, but when Chiko Muramasa leaves, it also disappeared with him.

It is true that Ryuxia's [Bearer Spirit Root] can turn other people's things into his own, but if it is a treasure, it is a different matter, the essence of the treasure is a magic aggregate after all, and it is only a projection of the real treasure, not the weapon itself that has left a great name in history.

The only thing that can be transformed from the [Bearer Spirit Base] is the treasure body that has gone through a long history and has been left to the present, just like the holy spear that Ryuxia borrowed from Gray, rather than a replica made with magic power from the hands of the Servant.

"This castle is almost crumbling, so there's no time to waste."

Lu Xia did not hesitate, let the eighth room appear in his hand, and then took out a palm-sized square object from the different space of the eighth room, on which a slightly exaggerated mouth and eyes were carved, but at the moment it was completely closed, as if in a deep sleep, at a glance, it was as delicate as a handicraft.

"Use [Noble Phantasm Increase Chance] to limit the target - Holy Lance Lengominiade."