Chapter 473: Wei Gong vs Ye Zhao

"Brother Ye Zhao?"

Emiya's face showed a hint of surprise.

The man in front of him was really familiar to him, he had experienced life and death with him in the underground palace of Chongjian Kingdom, and fought side by side.

"Why are you here?"

Regarding his affairs, in the final analysis, Wei Gong didn't know anything about him until now, and it could even be said that he didn't know anything, only that Ye Zhao had fought with him, and he, like Shaorou, was a person who walked in the dark.

Didn't expect to meet him here.

However, he immediately caught a hint of something strange from the other party.

Even the companions who were once familiar with each other could not hide the murderous aura in their chests at this time.

I don't know what he has experienced in the past year.

"Are you here for these protons too?" Emiya blocked the sword glass behind him.

Ye Zhao shook his head slightly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

The golden sword in his hand was the loot sword [Boundless] obtained from the dark palace, and on the other hand, it was the [Nightmare Grip] he had created for him.

It is also a mockery, he only feels that his life is like the names of these two swords, the endless life that is mastered by nightmares, and he can't extricate himself, is full of suffering.

Perhaps, as His Holiness said, once you choose this hellish demonic path, there is no turning back.

"Nope." Ye Zhao raised his head and met Wei Gong's gaze, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, "I'm here to kill you." ”

Emiya's heart shrank violently.

"Kill me? Why?! He couldn't understand what Ye Zhao said at all.

"For the sake of the world." Ye Zhao said righteously.

That's even more ...... Incomprehensible......

"What...... Bullshit logic?! There was a huge shock in Wei Gong's eyes, what happened tonight, why did everyone he met put on his lips the country, the world, the world, and the common people, which were untouchable and headaches?

"What does my life and death have to do with the people in the world?!"

"I already knew that one day, you would shine." Ye Zhao smiled with satisfaction, as if looking at his dearest brother, "But, you know what, the more dazzling it is, the easier it is to fall." ”

His expression was grim, "Every sword you build has the potential to change the world. We can't let your presence destroy a plan that has been built up for decades. ”

"You guys?" The puzzle on Emiya's face deepened, "Plan? ”

He remembered the night long ago, when he was in the form of Jiang Liyue, chasing them down.

"No wonder, the people of the Sword Division want to arrest you."

Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No matter what kind of criticism and misinterpretation we suffer, the future generations will help us correct our name." ”

His heart was slightly touched, this sentence was said to Wei Gong, and it was also said to himself.

He's given up too much for that goal.

It even includes the teacher and his own life......

He took a deep breath and tightened his grip on his sword.

"I'm sorry."

Emiya's pupils suddenly dilated.

In his gaze, Ye Zhao's figure suddenly disappeared.

Then a sword light appeared in view, striking at his chest.

So fast!

He didn't even have time to feel the fluctuations in the air.

The long sword moves silently, smoothly and sharply.

Jian Liuli and Bei Mingquan were at a loss, with a frightened expression on their faces.

……

The Twelve Heavenly Pillars of Xuanyun City, plus the largest imperial city, were held up in the night sky by huge discs, and from a distance they looked like giant dragons floating in the air.

Or the Morning Star.

Underneath the pallet are huge hollow columns hundreds of meters high, which rotate smoothly and evenly to the ground.

A huge cyclone erupted upwards from the mountain pass on the ground, emitting a deafening roar.

Chen Xi squatted in the distance, looking impatiently at these huge cyclones surging out of the ground, his eyes were like stars, flickering in the dark night.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Even on a winter night, the air around is still hot.

At the same time, in his vicinity, a number of Dark Ranger people were quietly waiting.

Especially the tall figure near the bottom of the pillar, a pair of eyes were always fixed on the cyclone.

Known as the Demon Hand, the Dark Swordsmith is now tied to his former employer and has become a two-headed monster.

Since last night, and now, they have tried more than once to stop these cyclones that are spewing upwardβ€”

The results all ended in failure.

The thirteen pillars, which seem to be a chaotic layout, actually make a lot of sense.

The cyclone below had carved into almost the weakest point of the earth's crust, and when they tried to drain it by digging other places, they found that all the other rock formations were extremely deep.

In order to dig a bigger cyclone hole, it looks like you need to dig at least another three to five hundred meters down.

They could almost imagine that the place where everyone was standing, although it was located on a volcanic belt, was only about a hundred meters wide and a crack extending from the magma layer.

And the thirteen disks of the entire Xuanyun City are built on top of this.

In other words, even if they can dig wider the cyclone crack underneath, it is impossible to shake the foundation of the support.

Searching for this, they immediately changed directions-

Try to destroy it, or tilt the pillar underneath to achieve the goal.

But......

Chen Xi recalled what had happened in the past two days, and his expression was depressed.

When they tried all kinds of means, even the Excalibur forged by that strange man, in a vain attempt to destroy the giant pillar, they found that it did not have much effect on it.

Come to think of it, these giant pillars have endured such a fierce cyclone attack below, coupled with the high temperature, they have survived thousands of years of standing, and even in their eyes, they still maintain a brand new appearance.

So, how could it be that such a brief attack could be toppled by such a short attack?

But -- and now he's bothered him -- there's another conundrum --

Since these pillars are indestructible and hot and cold, how were they built in the first place?

Haven't the construction methods, as well as the internal structure drawings, including the development of materials, been handed down?

So what kind of terrible people should have built the city at that time?

……

Shang Yunxiang flew in the air, his whole body glowed with a faint white light, his hands were wearing silk gloves, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch the outer wall of the Heavenly Pillar.

It doesn't feel as smooth to the touch as it looks.

On the contrary, when he turned his head sideways, he saw that it was covered with coarse fine particles.

"What are these?"

……