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Among the wreckage of the palace. Bai Shuo, who is wearing armor and holding a sword, wields the sky! Cong Yun's blade pierced the body of the enemy in front of him, and the blade swung horizontally, smashing Yuan Lu Zhi in front of him into two. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mutilated corpse that had fallen to the ground wriggled and put back together, rejuvenated by the infinite demonic energy, but one foot stepped on its chest.

Bai Shuo's indifferent face was reflected in the yellow snake pupils: "Can you still live like this?" The vitality is so tough. ”

In an instant, the power of the soles of the feet changed from trampling to crushing in an instant! Under the sudden burst of power, the bridging corpse was trampled to pieces again.

The blades of the clouds of the sky flickered in the air, leaving behind scattered cloud trails that were intertwined into a web.

And Yuan Lu Zhi's head was also completely shattered into slag, and the black divine power core was completely torn apart, and there was no way to resurrect it.

Pulling the blade from the wreckage, Bai Shuo turned his head to look at the other snake demon behind him who was barely blocked by Ottoria's heavy sword.

The trajectory of the blade instantly penetrated the distance between the two, and Bai Shuo's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Next, it's you." ”

The black scythe was shredded by the chirping clouds of the sky, but it paused for a moment as it was about to pierce its heart, allowing it to temporarily escape from its suffocating death.

The perfect opportunity slipped away from under the blade because of Bai Shuo's stagnation, and Ottoria looked up, only to see Bai Shuo with a stiff expression.

Bai Shuo, who was still in place, suddenly let out an angry whisper, "Grass." ”

Ignoring the snake demon that was close at hand, he turned his head into the depths of the city with difficulty, and saw the killing intent rising into the sky.

The incomparably familiar fluctuating dagger of killing intent

Feel the wavelength of the soul burning rapidly in the flames roar, breaking through the limits of the past and reaching terrifying heights.

The handle of the knife that was clenched by Bai Shuo made a creaking sound. His knuckles were pale from excessive tightening.

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the communication channel: "The next thing, please." ”

In the cold silence, a crazy light appeared in Bai Shuo's eyes, and his whispered voice trembled a little: "Eldest grandson.........

At the other end of the city, a cold-faced snake demon fell to the ground from mid-air, stepping on the blood of his enemies.

Beside him, two identical snake demons resisted the general's attack, while the black scythe in his hand used the back of his sword to provoke the enemy who was still smoking on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at Changsun Wu, who was covered in blood on the long handle of the scythe, and made a voice that was so blurry that Changsun Wu could barely hear clearly: "I've seen you." ”

Eldest Sun Wu twitched, not feeling the numb fingers, as if warm water was leaking out of his body with heat, making him colder and colder.

He tried to open his eyes wide, and let out a hoarse laugh with the damaged alveoli: "Ha, are you still an acquaintance?" ”

"I remember, you're very good at boxing." Yuan Lu Zhi smiled as he looked at his hands that were constantly oozing out of danger.

"If you cut it off......"

A subtle sound rang out as the scythe swung it, as if flesh and bones had been torn apart, and a huge scar suddenly cracked on Changsun Wu's shoulder. The lost arm was attracted by gravity, falling into the slowly accumulating blood, twitching its fingers under the residual bioelectric signal.

A hoarse wail came from Nagabetake's throat, and he fell from the hilt of his sword, rolling on the ground, but stubbornly unable to die.

The soles of the snake demon's feet stepped on the back of Changsun Wu, and sneered, "..... What do you have left9"

"It's a stubborn life." The snake demon's voice penetrated into Changsun Wu's ears: "The ugliness of your struggle makes me happy. ”

The blade of the scythe slashed against Chang Chowu's face, and Yuan Lu Zhi's snake eyes admired his struggle: "Struggle to die, this is the end of resisting me." ”

Nagabetsu Takeshi's throat, writhing on the ground, made a hoarse and indistinct sound, like a cry of extreme pain, and like the wail of a beast after it had gone crazy to the extreme.

His pupils fluttered, and all the light and shadow in front of him began to shake until they finally turned into a blur of haze.

A rare white corner of his skirt floated past him, and he tried to reach out his hand that no longer existed to grasp the fleeting memory, but he could not touch it.

In the corner of his eye, there was a trail of water that diluted the blood on his cheeks, and he murmured in his throat with a mournful voice: "Youxi ......"

When everything is lost, you will understand the beauty of the past, which is something that Changsun Wu can't help but want to cry when he thinks of the past countless times.

Although he did not say it, he understood that in his soul, the kind of thing that silently eats away at the soul and leaves pain and regret is called remorse.

Every moment, he wanted to go crazy to find her vanished shadow, but he could no longer find it; Until now, the delusion is finally extinguished.

"Don't know... Don't go. The eldest grandson, who had never shown his weakness, wept loudly: "Put my daughter's heart... Give it back to me!! ”

As if mad, he writhed wildly on the ground, crawling forward with difficulty, wriggling and wriggling until he finally found his right arm, which had long since fallen from his shell.

Farro has lost his ugly attitude with the enemy

out of interest. Slowly raise the black sickle in the sheep. Prepare to decapitate him.

Feeling the blade raised high behind his back, a cruel smile appeared on Eldest Sun Wu's face stained with tears and blood, and he suddenly bit on the wrist chakra of his right hand.

In an instant, what was abandoned was ignited, and Rumo's killing intent fluctuations burned into the sky, and even the slashing blade bounced off under the terrifying explosion.

Rumo's killing intent and fierce light were entangled, and in the center of them, the body of Changsun Wu was burning!

The flames that had poured everything out were burning, and the shells, the blood, and the last souls were thrown into the flames!

The burning body that had lost its gravity beam slowly floated, and the blood on Changsun Wu's face slowly evaporated, but the red hair and beard soaked in blood did not change back to their original appearance.

He had a wild grin on his face, a big smile, and under his clenched teeth was a dark golden rune bayonet

The slowly shattering rune card emitted golden points of light, merging into his body, along with the broken shell, as well as the origin power and rules that seeped out from the chaotic space-time.

In the transparent flames, the huge gap in Changbeiwu's chest quickly tightened, but the flesh and blood in it were all melted into the burning flames, leaving only the mutilated body.

The middle-aged man who had lost his arms stood on the earth again, as if he was carrying the weight of the whole world, which was an immeasurable weight.

"For the first time, I want to thank you, Emiya Kiritsugu." He muttered a faint murmur in his throat, stepped barefoot on the pool of blood, and showed a crazy smile: "What you can't do, just let me come!" ”

The rune card between the teeth shattered into shards of light, and the last traces of Emiya Kiritsugu left in the world merged into his shell.

Once, under the extreme urging of the inherent time control, with the power of humans, Emiya Kiritsugu once achieved an overwhelming advantage in the battle with Takeshi Changsun.

Although the part of him who is human is dead, he still has one last obsession, a gold-level rune: immeasurable weight

Gold Rune: Weightless to measure.

Life is not the foundation, but there are always people who take the responsibility of the scales and measure life and death.

When you hold this symbol, you know the weight of life.

As a wishing material, it is a one-time consumable. The identity of the "world" in which it is currently located after use is regarded as the agent of the will of the world.

Before the soul burns out, it will gain the support of the world, and the level of explosive power depends on the willpower and ability of the holder.

Changsun Wu once accepted this chicken-like card with disappointment, but he didn't expect that one day it would be used on himself.

In the midst of the flames, Changsun Wu carried the weight of the entire world on his back, raised his head and looked at the snake demon who raised his weapon: "Did you hear that?" The sound of this world crying ......"

At that moment, the power of the runes caused Changsun Wu's soul to expand, burn, and extend upwards without limit, and finally touched the will of sorrow that was ubiquitous in this world.

This chaotic world, which had been recorded from the original time and space by the Demon Refining Pot and divine power, was screaming, and everything was irretrievably coming to an end, and it felt the crying voices of countless lives in its body, wailing under the continuous heavy blows.

The will of the slowly dying world utters over and over again a plea that no one can hear, for someone to put an end to the source of all this destruction.

Finally, it found a will to listen to its own voice. In an instant, the thoughts that came like a tide made Chang Beiwu's soul almost suffocate in infinite spiritual power.

"What a failure you are a human being."

Chang Chowu slowly raised his head and looked down at the angry snake demon: "Even the world has begun to hate you. ”

The serpentine shadow behind Yuan Lu Zhi angrily spat out the core, and the snake demon clenched his weapon and aimed it at Changsun Wu's face: "I don't know what to say!" ”

"Don't understand? That's it. Eldest Sun Wu raised his right hand, which had long since ceased to exist, and pointed at Yuan Lu Zhi's face with his non-existent right hand.

It was as if a huge will had been poured into his body in the void, giving him endless power.

The restraining force of the new life of this world chose him as its representative, and with the body of the eldest grandson Wu, issued a harsh pronouncing of Yan: "In the name of the general will of this world, declare you a heretic!" ”

In an instant, the eldest grandson Wu, who was shrouded in flames, stepped on the green bricks along the way, and came to Yuan Lu Zhi in front of him with a roar.

Yuan Lu Zhi's snake pupils instantly expanded, and after reacting instantly, a trace of ridicule appeared in the depths of his pupils.

Eldest Sun Wu, there are no arms anymore.

A boxer without arms is nothing.

However, the burning eldest grandson Wu showed a cruel smile, the flesh and blood on his shoulders squirmed, as if there was a non-existent arm waving, and the fist that had disappeared without a trace smashed into Yuan Lu Zhi's jaw.

"Jinglong Fist!"

In his roar, Yuan Lu Zhi's pupils spread due to the violent impact, and his body flew into the sky.

How can it be...... Obviously there is no fist......