Chapter 905: Before the Arrival
As the oldest heroic king, Gilgamesh was arrogant, born to surpass all and despise all beings, and ordinary people were like ants, but in this golden sword light that covered the sky and the sun, he seemed to see the cries and prayers of hundreds of millions of living beings across time and space. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Under the sun, moon and stars, among the mountains, rivers and grasses, whether it is the art of farming and animal husbandry or the strategy of unifying the four seas, all emerge, those who resist with flesh and blood in the face of the turbulent torrent, those who work hard in the scorching sun, those who defend their homeland with swords in their hands, the seemingly small existence gathers into an incomparably huge and magnificent picture with their own blood, tears and shouts.
In the face of the resonance of the faith and will of the people of the Chinese dynasties in Kyushu, even the brilliance of the gods will be eclipsed, and the invincible hero king will feel as insignificant as a grain of wheat falling into the sea.
In terms of pure destruction, Xuanyuan Xia Yu can't compete with the earth-opening power of the Pangu Axe, and it has no advantage compared to Gilgamesh's claim to cut the world's heaven and earth, and it has no advantage over the opening star, but this is a unique sword of the Holy Dao, and before the sword qi can be brought to the body, the spiritual will has been crushed by the faith and will of this billions of living beings, not to mention that it is Yuwen Tuo who wields this sword.
As the reincarnation of the artifact Kunlun Mirror, Yuwen Tuo itself represents the power that crosses the shackles of space, so that the Xuanyuan Sword directly crosses the space barrier and breaks through the air, truly reaching the point of being unstoppable and unavoidable.
"Even the greatest and bravest heroes are human beings, so they must learn to live with joy, to experience the happiness in front of them, and finally to accept the inevitable fate, the fate of death............ It's just that the day of death is not now."
Gilgamesh seemed to return from the pure gold in front of him to the spring of the lost immortal grass, to the pond in Uruk where he had reunited with the ghost of Enkidu, but just as his consciousness gradually became blurred, the huge pressure from his heart suddenly relaxed, and the whole person came to his senses again.
Almost as soon as it came into contact with the golden sword light, the crack quietly appeared on the golden armor of Gilgamesh and spread greatly, and the originally orderly cycle of magic power was shattered by this unstoppable golden cut, but the damage of the body was nothing compared to the suppression of the mind, just before the self was completely engulfed by the gold, a chain shot out directly from the void, binding the gold in front of him.
Compared with half of Hercules' divinity and two-thirds of Gilgamesh's divinity, whether it is the Xuanyuan Sword, one of the Kyushu artifacts, or the reincarnated Yuwen Tuo of the Kunlun Realm, their own divinity is extremely pure, which also increases the power of the Heavenly Lock to the extreme, and it really slows down the golden giant sword a little.
The difference between life and death is often the difference between life and death, and almost as Gilgamesh took advantage of the Locks of Heaven to dodge, he clinged to the Hero King's body and unleashed a golden storm that would last represent destruction............
"Can't you supply mana, this heroic form is really unbearable......"
Yuwen Tuo frowned, this feeling of weakness was unbearable for him, who was once invincible in the world, and said coldly to Gilgamesh in front of him under the turn of his thoughts: "Your luck is good, in that case, then I will give you the right to take revenge with your own hands, but the next goodbye day, if you are just what you are now, then the strength of this so-called king can not even compare to a finger of the deity." ”
After Yuwen Tuo shot with a sword, the whole person suddenly seemed a little transparent, and the golden sword in his hand turned into a spirit that spread all over the sky and disappeared.
This attitude of almost charity was undoubtedly far more unbearable to Gilgamesh than the contempt in the previous words, and the uncontrollable anger completely occupied his mind, but before he could react, the proud figure of the preface had disappeared like a mirage.
"Miscellaneous, chopped, chopped, chopped, chopped! No matter how powerful you are, it's not an excuse to anger my hero King Gilgamesh, and the next goodbye day, good, good, good, very good, but now, the ants lying on the ground, use your death to bring some insignificant pleasure to this king! ”
Compared with the incomparable magnificence in the light golden ripples of the Gate of Babylon when he first appeared, Gilgamesh is too embarrassed now, and there are large cracks on the golden armor, although there are no substantial wounds, but the magic power of the golden sword qi is more obvious, but now this embarrassed hero king is much more dangerous than the once gorgeous hero king, since being summoned from Valhalla, Gilgamesh has shown his full strength for the first time.
At the same time, on the other side of the Holy Grail War battlefield, in the courtyard of the standard Japanese dry landscape style, a teenager with short crimson hair seemed to have just been salvaged from the water, bean-sized sweat drops kept dripping from his face, and his T-shirt had already been wet, and his constantly trembling legs could no longer support his heavy body, and he fell backwards to the ground.
"Shirou, you are really inferior, Sister Anne has already helped you like this, and she has only lasted for such a short time."
Rin Tosaka is still in a classic red dress and black dress, with a double ponytail tied to his head and flicked with the movement of his body, although his words are full of complaints and ridicule, but the whole person still ran to Emiya Shirou's side and helped him up at the first time.
"I'm sorry, Rin, Annie, just now the speed of the loss of mana in the body instantly increased a lot, and the strength of the whole person seems to have been suddenly drained......"
Emiya Shirou stood up and patted the dust off his body, and scratched the back of his head with his left hand in embarrassment.
"Sister Rin, you can't blame Brother Shirou, according to Chen, Saber's Xuanyuan Sword originally consumed a lot of mana, especially crossing the plane barrier to inject magic power into the servants in another time and space."
A girl holding a teddy bear doll said with a smile, it didn't seem to have affected her mood at all because of Emiya Shirou's failure, obviously the role of this saber has completely exceeded her original psychological expectations, but the Chen in his mouth doesn't seem to be so optimistic.
"Damn Jin Shining, don't go to demolish that church and what is the strength of the Taishi, Yuwen Taishi is too, it's too important, if this sword of evil and demon is split on the top of the church, no matter what plan the East American team has, it will have to be scrapped, this is a good ......"
Chen Chen, a young Chinese man in a blue and yellow Fang Shi feather robe, pushed the door in with a cold face: "Wei Gong Shirou, if you continue like this, it doesn't seem like a trend to achieve peace wishes, the twenty-seven magic circuits sleeping in your body have awakened, and my Yuanyang Gathering Spirit Array has increased the speed of your absorption of magic power by more than ten times, and in such a situation, it only lasted less than five minutes, don't you want to compete for another Holy Grail, you really want to compete with that one!" ”
"Chen, the coyote is not Emiya Kiritsugu, this kind of half-person can do this kind of thing is already very good, the battle for the Holy Grail is just a branch task, isn't it, to be able to win the best, it is more important to eliminate the East American team, with such a powerful Heroic Spirit Support, this team battle is already won, what are you worried about?"
Anne blinked her big watery eyes, and her slightly confused demeanor was even more delicate and lovely.
"How can it be so simple, although the East American team is under us, but the difference in strength between the two sides arranged by the main god is not too big, they chose not the knight king or the hero king, but the pair of seemingly incompetent evil combination, Yusheng Ryunosuke and Gilles de Rice, as a dark mysticist, you should be able to imagine what this represents."