Chapter 221: The End of Yan Feng's Ceremony
Bai Shuo rolled up the sleeves of his clothes that were a little in the way, and under the clothes, layers of bandages were revealed, and most of the strength was needed to protect the wound. Although Bai Shuo didn't want to do it when he was seriously injured, no one knew what would happen next; Since it is a latent crisis, then it is better to rule it out in advance.
Besides, for people like Yan Feng Qili, he has no pressure at all to move. There was a truth he had long understoodβthat in this world, the death of some people would make most people better off than when he was alive.
There is no doubt that Yan Feng Qili is such a person, and regardless of his twisted surname of devastation as happiness, just after the Fourth Holy Grail War, he will turn almost all those who survive the catastrophe into the state of the living dead, providing himself with a steady stream of magic to feed the Heroic Spirits.
Having that kind of mutilated and distorted surname is already a disaster for this society in itself, and if you kill it, you can say that it is a good deed.
The spell gradually lit up on his hands, slowly narrowing the distance between himself and Yan Feng Qili, and said, "Time is pressing, and I don't have the heart to explain to you why you have to die." So, I'm going to trouble you to be a fool. β
At this moment, his strength, because of the wound and his own mental method that had not yet fully recovered, had fallen to the three-star level; But even so, in the face of Yan Fengqili, who is not inferior to his own strength, he also has the certainty of victory.
The six black keys were sandwiched in the palm of Yan Fengqili's palm, shining with cold light like the wings of a bird.
With the wave of Yan Feng Qili's arm, two black keys came out of their hands, screaming because of the friction of the air, comparable to bullets shooting in the direction of Bai Shuo.
There was no pause at all, and two black keys came out of his hand, and in an extremely short period of time, dozens of black keys were thrown out by Yan Feng Qili's ten fingers, turning into a torrential rain that completely enveloped Bai Shuo.
The cold blade that covered the entire field of vision pierced rapidly, with an impact force strong enough to pierce through the steel, like a swift bird, but it was strangled by Bai Shuo in his hands.
Facing the sword blade that was constantly piercing, Bai Shuo's hands were flat and five fingers together, turning into a blade-like hand knife, and with the piercing of the black key, his palm suddenly crossed a strange long mark in the air.
There seems to be a tremendous force on the palms of the two hands, driving the rapid air currents to flow with the palms; At the same time, the palms of his hands turned into indestructible knives and axes, and his body twisted and flew in the air, driving the hurricane-like air current, forming a defensive force that had evolved to the extreme - an invisible circle!
Bai Shuo didn't expect that he would need to use this martial arts technique that had been integrated into his own laws and enchantments one day, and as the light surged in his body, the air currents from the outside world echoed, one after another, turning into a solemn and slow wind, killing all the black keys that were rapidly stabbing in the air.
In the killing machine woven by the invisible circle, the blade of the sword formed by the magic power broke into pieces inch by inch.
The next moment, the figures of the two collided together.
Brute force and skill were constantly released from the palms and bodies of the two, and the figures of the two were constantly intertwined in an extremely small space, and every second there was a violent sound from the place where the two fists intersected.
Liang Chengcheng, who had carefully put away his master's spell, stood in the corner, clapping and cheering continuously: "Come on, captain!" The captain played well! Huh? Don't slap your face! Don't slap your face! β
Although I don't understand why Liang Chengcheng didn't let him be slapped in the face, if he didn't slap his face...... Bai Shuo's palm was wrapped in the violent air flow and pressed towards Yan Feng Qili's chest, and the gentle palm was flashed by Yan Feng Qili at the last moment, grazing his shoulder blades and hitting the air.
The soft sound of bones shattering was accompanied by sharp pain coming from his shoulder, and the friction of the edge alone made Yan Feng Qili's shoulder crush a huge depression.
The joints of the shoulder blades and arms were shattered, and the broken bone stubble came out of the flesh, which was terrible.
The furious battle continued, and the arm was gone, but there was no confusion in the rhythm of Yan Feng Qili's battle.
But it still can't change his ending.
A minute later, his left arm was fractured.
Five seconds later, his right leg broke, and immediately after, Bai Shuo smashed a shocking depression in his chest.
Twelve seconds later, the battle ended.
Bai Shuo stood in front of Yan Feng Qili, overlooking Yan Feng Qili, who had no ability to resist underground.
Struggling, writhing on the ground, Yan Feng Qili spit out a mouthful of blood, looked up at Bai Shuo, and smiled hollowly and easily:
"Is this, my, the end?"
He made a hoarse voice, unwilling? Saddened? Suffering? Still reluctant? He didn't know it himself, but he felt a little empty in his heart.
He suddenly remembered how the woman had looked before she died, and his wife stroked his cheek with tears in her eyes: "I love you." β
Love...... What kind of shallow thing is it? Don't understand...... Happy? Happiness? Or is it a painful cancer?
He didn't know, and he was dying.
"No last words?" Bai Shuo squatted down and looked at him and asked, "Don't want to say something?" β
"There is no point in saying anything." He looked at Bai Shuo's face vacantly, as if he had seen through his face to see the pale sky.
The hallucinations began to happen, and in the white, all sorts of hallucinatory things appeared, making his pupils flutter.
Bai Shuo looked at his face and asked, "Reluctant?" β
"Nope."
"Unwilling?"
"Nope."
Is this the Yanfeng Qili?
Bai Shuo looked at the enemy who was about to die in front of him and said, "At least say something, right?" β
Yan Feng Qili coughed up a trace of blood, staring at the sky vacantly, and the broken lungs emitted a muddy gasping sound like bellows.
A hollow, twisted smile appeared on his twitching face, stiffened with relief and relief.
In the end, Yan Feng Qili never had a last word, nor did he show any weakness, and ushered in his own end as an inhuman monster.
"I always felt like this thing was dead, but I'm still upset." Bai Shuo clapped his hands and stood up from the spot, looking at Liang Chengcheng, who was holding half a bottle of the Sage's Stone behind his back, and dipped his finger in his mouth.
Bai Shuo carefully re-fixed the wound on his back with the silk thread twisted into the enchantment, then changed the bandage with the healing spell applied, raised his head and looked at Liang Chengcheng, who was sweating all over, and smiled:
"Looks like you're having a hard time, so let's get started."
"Then hurry up and ......." Liang Zhengcheng squatted on the ground, carefully dripping liquid red stone into his mouth: "I feel like I'm about to melt away like a lump of ice cream." β
"Well, well, where is the spell? I'm here to help you. β
Bai Shuo stretched out his hand and took the spell written by Liang Chengcheng to sign a contract with the Heroic Spirit, and frowned: "Is it really okay to read it like this?" β
"The incantation is only superficial, and it is necessary to understand the spirit of the meeting deeply!" Liang Chengcheng glanced at him: "It's the same as signing a contract, anyway, it's just going through the motions and showing it to the Holy Grail system." Hurry up, or I'll hang up. β
"Okay, okay." Bai Shuo took a deep breath: "Magic circuit, open!" β
Imagine an electric light coming in from the top of your head and spreading throughout your body. Under the mental hint that had been set up a long time ago, the magic circuit that came with strengthening the magic eye was opened.
Quantity...... There are only three of them for poor Baba.
Taking a deep breath, Bai Shuo stretched out his hand to Liang Chengcheng and recited the incantation that made him feel wrong:
"Omit from the previous ......"
Wait, is it really okay to omit like this...... He looked at Liang Chengcheng suspiciously, but the other party urged him to hurry up, so he had to continue to read:
"Listen up!" "I'll give you magic, you work for me!" (Thou art under my command; My fate is attached to your sword. "Those who have been caught by the Holy Grail, who can hear it, who have the same opinion as me, squeak ......" (Respond to the call of the Holy Grail, follow this will and reason, answer me!) Bai Shuo raised his eyes and looked at Liang Chengcheng, and his eyes conveyed the meaning of the past: Is it really okay to read it like this?
"Comprehend the spirit!" Liang Chengcheng gasped, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, hurry up!" β
Bai Shuo sighed and continued to recite the eulogy on the paper: "Say it in advance, come to you, I may or may not do a good thing." (I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all the evils in the world.) "I have three commands, and I will be obedient to me within seven days, and I will do whatever I like after the expiration date. "I won't reimburse you for the travel expenses you came here, you can figure it out by yourself...... That's all there is to it, there is no shady, and the final interpretation belongs to the Holy Grail ......" (Appear through the wheel of inhibition!) Guardian of the scales! At the moment when he finished reading, a huge amount of magic power surged out of mid-air, some of which entered Liang Chengcheng's body, while the other part flowed into Bai Shuo's magic circuit.
"Rub, that's okay?" Bai Shuo looked at the vision in front of him, and didn't expect that he could really pass the approval of the Holy Grail system with the help of a spit version of the spell, could it really be the same as what Liang Chengcheng said, comprehending the spirit?
There was a sudden burning pain in his wrist, and in the midst of the severe pain, three concentric circle-like spells appeared on his wrist, and at this point, Liang Chengcheng completely became the heroic spirit of the Hope Team.
"Concentric circles?" Bai Shuo looked at the red spell on his wrist and showed a smile of understanding: "It's really suitable for me." β
Spells are different for each person, and the Grail system determines the shape of the spell based on each person's caste and characteristics.
Just like Emiya Kiritsugu's spell, the shape of the spell resembles the hour hand and the scale, symbolizing his magic 'inherent time control' and his ideals as the embodiment of justice.
His adopted son, the protagonist of the Fifth Holy Grail War, Shirou Emiya, whose surname is Sword, finally completed the embodiment of the infinite sword system as a human being. The shape of the spell is also a sword and scabbard.
Tosaka Tokitomi and her daughter Rin Tosaka are both magicians who learn gem magic, so the spell is intertwined into the shape of a gem; The difference is that Tosaka Tokitomi's spell, which is more advanced than Rin in terms of gem magic, is also more rounded in shape, closer to the form of a gem.
Once the shape of the spell is decided, it will not change, and even if it is taken away by another master, the shape will not change.
And Bai Shuo's magic is based on a circle, separating the inner and outer layers of enchantment magic, so it is a matter of course that there are three concentric circles.
"Three." Bai Shuo looked at the spells on the back of his hands, and took the two spells that had just been taken from Yan Feng Qili's body from Liang Chengcheng's hands, and in his space, there was Kenis's severed right hand, and the right hand that was soaked in the culture liquid had not completely lost its vitality, and the two spells on it were also intact.
"In other words, if I didn't learn math wrong in elementary school......" Bai Shuo looked at his spell and laughed:
"We've got seven spells?"
(To be continued)