"Is it finally here......" Shirou slowly stood up, glanced at the fragments of the seven green swords on the ground, and began to estimate the power of Gilgamesh's blow in his heart, "After all, he is the best among the Heroic Spirits, and if he is so easily cornered by me, it seems incredible." I'm afraid that until now, he has not seen me as a real equal 'challenger', right? ”

He asked quietly, "......What is this weapon?"

"Hmph, the so-called miscellaneous has actually forced this king to this point, which is not bad in terms of the level of the weak, so let's praise you." Gilgamesh's tone remained the same as usual arrogance, making it impossible to hear the slightest hint of "praise" in it, "But don't get me wrong, in the eyes of this king, you are just an annoying little flying worm, and you haven't even dropped the word 'threat' at all." It's only because this king is completely tired of your endless annoying tricks......"

He danced the halberd with both hands, and the blade of the cold blade was covered with a layer of thunder and lightning light, and a fierce aura that seemed to crush the world poured out from it, almost drowning this not small back garden.

“…… You can die in peace for me! ”

Before the words fell, Fang Tian's halberd drew a beautiful circle in his hand, and a halberd swung out!

At this moment, all the fighting cells in Shirou's body were frantically warning that the six-month training was not a trick, and during the practice, Shu and Nobita would release the kind of "potentially death" attacks on Shirou from time to time, and without giving him any prior notice at all, let him dodge, so as to exercise his judgment and nerve reflexes in a short period of time. The course was severely criticized by Saber for being too dangerous, and on several occasions Shirou made a mistake in judgment or dodging, and most of his body was hit, and then he had to be healed again by the white magic of the tree...... If you didn't know the inside story, this scene would look no different from torture to extract a confession, and it was a particularly curious kind of torture. Saber insisted that she had worked as an instructor and trained newcomers, but she had never used such a cruel method.

However, the tree changed her mind with a single word.

He said, "When you really go to the battlefield, everyone else is in the form of killing him." ”

He was right, and this terrible thing had to go on.

Thanks to this training, Shirou's sensitivity to "death" attacks has greatly improved. He knew very well how terrifying those high-grade treasures really were...... With just one blow, if it was in the middle of the mouth, the power in it would be enough to penetrate the armor and seep in, shattering one's own blood and internal organs. He first raised a wall of ice about four meters thick in front of him, and then protected the only two flying swords in his heart, kicked his legs, and retreated backwards! There was a loud "bang", and the ice wall shattered under the heavy blow of Fang Tian's painting halberd, turning into tens of thousands of broken ice slags and flying out, while the rest of Wei took advantage of the situation and shook two green swords, almost overturning the retreating Shilang again.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, pulled his body back, and exerted force on his right leg, so that he was not blown out of the way. With this retreat, he retreated nearly six or seven meters, and Shirou's feet drew two shallow marks on the ground, and the ground was covered with broken ice slag.

"Whew...... It's completely suppressed...... It is worthy of being the oldest heroic soul killer in human history, and the treasures he has are not only large in quantity, but also in quality. ”

Shirou froze and stretched out his right hand to the sword box behind his back.

"In this case, in order not to be killed by him, in order to win this battle, let the 'Emiya family' establish prestige in the circle of magicians from now on...... That's all I can use. ”

"Zheng!"

With a sharp thud, Shirou pulled Nobita's silver sword out of his back. The sword was as light as paper and as thin as a wing, and the weight was barely felt in the hand. Even if there is no bright light source in the current environment, it can still reflect a silvery light, like a bright moon reflected in the stream, wrapped in a hazy moon halo. The moment the sword was unsheathed, a strange beep came from the blade, and this slight tremor seemed to be the language of the sword, which was transmitted through the light and delicate sword body to Shirou's tiger's mouth, and then to his brain, causing him to feel a slight sense of vertigo.

After all, he is not the master of the silver sword, and if he wants to carry the power on the sword, he always has to run in a little.

Countless golden-blue borders unfolded before his eyes, each with a name written in beautiful calligraphy, and six of them were the most massive, dominating about two-fifths of Shirou's vision. They are 、、、、 and. When Shirou focuses his vision on one of these abilities and gazes for more than three seconds, the large border will automatically "open", with the B in a slightly smaller font below

The specific function of the UFF. In addition, there are hundreds of smaller frames that fill Shirou's remaining vision, the same with some utility buffs, and some are instructions for immunity to negative buffs, layer after layer, dazzling people who look at it.

After about forty seconds, the words slowly faded from view. But as soon as Shirou's mind moved, they would soon resurface for him to see.

A silver sword, a sword that slashes down demons, never breaks. Made of 100% pure Mithril, it can almost be regarded as a natural carrier of magic, and when the magicians of the Dream Universe created this sword, they piled almost all the magic spells that could be stacked on it, and forcibly "poured" it into an artifact. When the Silver Swordsman picks up the sword, he can't see these things...... Because he is a man of destiny, the silver sword was created to fulfill him, so the power of all the spells will naturally completely cover him, allowing him to overcome obstacles and kill the Demon Spirit Emperor.

Kashirou wasn't a silver swordsman, maybe he was qualified, but he wasn't.

Except for Nobita, no one is a silver swordsman.

"......" This time, Gilgamesh was really a little surprised, "Bastard, where did you get this sword?" ”

"It's not a fake, anyway." Shirou said very tactfully, while playing an extremely light and handsome sword flower, pointing the tip of the sword at the invincible emperor, "Maybe now, I am finally qualified to challenge you, right?" Just use this magic sword. ”

This time, however, he didn't lash out at being offended.

"It's kind of interesting...... It's really fun. Gilgamesh's eyes flashed eagerly, and he did not rush to make a move, but opened his arms, and for the first time said in a real 'consultative' tone, "Hey, miscellaneous, if you fall at the hands of this king in a while...... If you don't, you're going to lose. When the time comes, the king may consider sparing your life and sparing you from the death penalty. ”

Shirou didn't say anything, because he knew that the other side must not have finished speaking.

"On the condition that you give it to me." Gilgamesh made no secret of himself, pointed to the sword in Shirou's hand, and said in a natural tone, "An artifact in exchange for your cheap life, this king is enough to be gracious." ”

"It doesn't match your color scheme." Shirou sneered.

"Hmph...... Bastard, you don't want to make an inch. Gilgamesh sneered in return, "The level of forging of this sword is not something that humans can have, it's up to you...... It doesn't play out its true power. Wouldn't such an artifact fall into the hands of a mongrel like you? Let the king put it in the king's treasure and treasure it. ”

Of course, this kind of rhetoric is only a rhetorical prestige, and the real reason for this is absolutely impossible for Gilgamesh to say. Because he is the king, the idol burden of this position is generally heavier, and he must maintain a perfect image at all times, and he will not let anyone in the world perceive his worries.

But he is not a perfect god after all, and there will always be times when he is worried.

For example, when you see through the real treasures of this archer.

Another example...... Right now.

The fact that this seventeen-year-old mortal, who was supposed to be in the midst of adolescence, was restless enough to challenge a noble and heroic king, was annoying enough...... And when he unveiled the silver sword, the Hero King's evaluation of him finally improved from a "somewhat interesting clown" to "a dangerous assassin". Because at this moment, the "omniscience" ability provided was directly blocked, and he could not see anything on the silver sword, nor could he parse it. Not only that, but even this imp who was originally under his control couldn't see it...... There was some kind of deep shadow oozing from the sword, enveloping the imp in it, and even blocking the double detection of He.

At this moment, Shirou has become a black box for him that cannot be opened. He didn't know how much physical strength the other party still had, how much magic power he still had, enough magic power for him to unleash a few decent magic skills, how quickly his mana was, how many pieces of his mana were restored, and whether he could still have any killer features hidden...... And these things were known thirty seconds ago.

He didn't know what the buff was like, but he couldn't let the sword wander out of the King's Treasure. Something that is really threatening...... You have to take it into your own hands.

This is the way of king of Uruk.

He opened his King's Treasury coldly, and without warning, he poured out another batch of treasures, and the artifact that could be counted immediately turned into a torrent of heaven and flew towards Shirou, blocking every corner he could theoretically dodge. The hero king has always been a man with little chivalry, rather, in him

The "righteous" knights in their eyes are particularly ridiculous...... If the situation requires it, he can not hesitate to use deception, inducement and other means to send a person to a dead end, and this does not prevent him from becoming the famous king of epics in history.

As early as the moment the Silver Sword appeared, Gilgamesh had already decided to take Shirou's life, and the words he said afterwards were largely to make the other party let his guard down.

Fortunately, Shirou didn't believe it either.

At the moment before the enemy attacked, his "super intuition" that had been trained by Nobita and Shuki came into play again, and he immediately rolled on the spot. However, this time, the speed of the treasure ejection was much beyond his expectations, and he had almost achieved the "limit dodge", but he still heard the wind "whirring" from the top of his head, and the sharp treasure was separated from his scalp by a distance of more than ten centimeters!

"Rate of fire...... It's getting faster! ”

This thought flashed through his mind, and in the next moment, the tumbling Shirou got up with lightning speed, and without any hesitation, he sprinted to the right front, trying to close the distance between him and Gilgamesh again. But now is not as good as in the past, at this moment, Gilgamesh has already faintly sensed the threat of Shirou, and began to get serious, turning on the power of the King's Treasure to the maximum, and the rate of fire of the Treasure is about twice as fast as before! They have already exceeded the dodge limit of humans, although Shirou is not considered human anymore...... In short, as soon as he stabilized his figure, he was confused by a few precious weapons.

"Boom!"

After a shot, the momentum of the advance inevitably stalled, causing more Noble Phantasmas to paste on his body one after another. However, Shirou did not shatter into several pieces as Gilgamesh had expected, on the contrary, a ghostly figure in the shape of a mountain peak, grayish-black, appeared around him, and it simply kept out the flying treasures. The blade that shimmered with divine light slammed into the Yamagata Phantom, but it only struck a few ripples as light as a feather, no different from scratching your boots...... Not even its foundations can be shaken.

Only Shirou could feel that this layer of "Yamagata Phantom" was actually an all-round shield, and after being attacked, its shield capacity was decreasing at a slow rate, but fortunately, it was not falling too much. In addition to his busy schedule, he also calculated that if the other party maintained the current output, it would take about ten minutes to completely break the shield.

"What the hell is that...... this time there was nothing on the battlefield that obscured his vision, and Gilgamesh naturally saw this mountain shield, and he found that he didn't even have this thing in his knowledge! After all, there are not many things that can be blocked, and if such a divine sword has really been handed down in history, it is impossible for him not to know!

"I see, the passive nature has been brought into play, and it seems that I don't need to use defensive magic." Shirou took the opportunity to get a few seconds of rest, relaxed his nerves, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Then take advantage of this time to ......"

"Zizi ......"

There was a sound in the air that resembled a noise of radio waves, and each circle of the King's Treasure was covered with a layer of green light, which did not seem to have the intention of attacking, but was shrouded in a disc-shaped circle originally composed of "golden light", and analyzed the treasure projected from it. The whole process was silent and silent, and by the time Gilgamesh realized that something was attached to his king's treasure, it was too late.

Shirou had quietly parsed most of the treasures in the King's Treasure.

The young man standing in the center of the treasure rain was unhurried, took a deep breath, shook his arms, and directly started the largest projection magic in history! Two rays of light burst out from his eyes, and above his head, countless light blue phantoms bloomed, condensing into handfuls of "fakes" out of thin air, faintly fighting against the king's treasure opposite. Momentum...... After all, it's a replica, and the condition is a little worse, but the quantity and quality are really comparable.

Shirou is a pragmatist, he can use it, and he doesn't care much about appearances.

"Impossible!" At this point, Gilgamesh finally let the surprise control his expression, "You...... It only took these few seconds to copy most of the king's treasure? Just use that low-level projection magic? ”

It's no wonder that he was surprised, because projection magic is indeed a not very clever magic, and there are not many people in the magician circle who can use it, and Shirou is currently the only one who has developed projection magic to this point...... For Gilgamesh, this operation is undoubtedly quite incredible, similar to a person who perfectly controls all the electronic facilities on an aircraft carrier with a single mouse click.

"I said it before...... "He raised his head slowly, the light in his eyes flickered and floated, and he initially had the posture of a hegemon, "There is no truth that you can't win the real thing without a fake." ”

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