The wasteland of swords.

The flames that wander on the earth are like the boundaries of the Dao, the color of the flames fills the field of vision, and the gears rotate in space, in a word, this is the forge.

Divine Sword, Demon Sword, Demon Sword, Fairy Sword, Spirit Sword, Holy Sword. As far as the eye can see, there are all ownerless swords, if you measure it by the value of the sect of the Holy Land in the outside world, as long as you enter here, you can obtain countless years of accumulation.

The fragments of the sword rained down, the divine light was brilliant, and the sword qi rose to the sky.

But in the end, only the glow of magic was surging.

Valhalla Palace was puzzled that the other party could clearly control their weapons, but they did not attack the key points despite several flaws.

Crossing the space and getting close, Weigong Shirou held a Western long sword engraved with an elven inscription and handed over to Mo Ye, the cadre in the hands of the Heroic Spirit Weigong, and a crack suddenly appeared in the sword body of the pair of double swords woven by the inherent enchantment.

And Emiya Shirou's blade is also stuck in it.

"Projection, begin."

Through the product of the same magic, the magic of the two is linked together in this moment.

Immortal Guard's eyes widened suddenly, "You guy."

The basic skeleton is explained.

As if he had given up resistance, Emiya Shirou ignored the attacks of the other two from a distance, and pressed the Heroic Spirit Emiya forward a distance of ten meters with a frenzied sword style.

[It was in a desert climate in a country, and he watched the children who had lost their homes unclothed and living on the streets, and they were picked by soldiers who drove jeeps, and those who were 'in good shape' joined them.

For the first time.

The existence named "Emiya Shirou" understood what he had to do. 】

"Reading my past?!"

Heaven, earth, east, west, south, and north, six sword rays appeared in a row in one breath, which was enough to tear the body into different pieces.

Emiya Shirou kicked Einomiya in the abdomen, borrowing the opponent's body to pull himself and the other party apart.

The long sword in his hand quickly returned to the defense, and picked up the sword qi that was essentially bullets.

But even so, it still gave the other party a chance to take advantage of.

Visible bone scars appeared, bare bones and flesh exposed to the scorching air, and the weapon, which looked like a combination of a spear and a sword, was pinned down by Emiya Shirou, and a backhand sword was also pierced into Emiya's ribs.

"Projection, begin."

[In the infernal hellish darkness, the gears are still spinning, and when I open my eyes, it is the person like my eldest sister lying in a pool of blood, and he holds a gun in his hand. 】

"You're crazy." The Valhalla Palace said aloud as he drew his sword.

He understood what the man wanted to do, and why it was included in the contract signed by the other party with the inhibition.

Gain skill in the course of battle? It's not just the person who wants to read the past they have experienced.

"I'm going to vomit just looking at these things."

Ignoring the knife wound, he glanced at the cold-eyed black archer, and said:

"Indeed. What you have experienced can only be described as hell. ”

If you have to count it, in addition to the nine-character secret, he also has a lot of means to use, plus temporary buffs

Even if these guardians had the support of Alayya, infinite magic power, and the ten-way sword technique that had been extended to the level of the advanced realm, these heroic spirits Emiya were definitely not the opponents of Emiya Shirou.

But now, he has to use what can be called "stupid" to fight these heroic spirits Emiya.

"Although I have long known that Emiya Shirou's mind is not normal." Su Lin said in the fog of history:

"But I thought he would be cured by Illya, but now it seems that the situation is even more serious."

"Mr. Gram, help him make an appointment with Dr. Adam?"

Klein squinted at Su Lin, who was carrying the camera over there, was silent for a moment, and replied, "It's better to make an appointment for two numbers." ”

"Youke is so caring, and I'm still worried about our fiery mental health." Su Lin was joking, but he put down the professional camera, and his eyes were also full of surprise:

"Carrying these memories of the soul that is the same but does not belong to oneself, it would be good if I could hold on, if I couldn't."

"He's probably not going to look good."

Even Su Lin didn't expect Emiya Shirou to choose such a approach, and the memory was forgotten, but with the resonance of the soul, even he wouldn't be interested in that thing called Tony.

The human soul has a certain degree of tenacity, especially the monks who have cultivated the divine soul, and their tenacity is able to withstand a lot of information.

But in the face of another self of the same origin, if it resonates with the memories born by his soul, even if his current self is different, Su Lin, who is a trick like Emiya Shirou, suspects that he will eventually collapse to the point that he can only be rescued by reversing time.

The premise is that reversing time is useful.

"Crazy?"

Emiya Shirou pulled the long sword out of his own body that had been reversed in Lingji, panting and pulling away, not only the wounds on his body were repaired extremely quickly, but even the three heroic spirits were the same.

"Didn't you say it yourself? Emiya Shirou is a distorted being in his own right, a hypocritical messenger of justice who lives for the happiness of others. ”

He seemed to be sneering, but more like he was trying to hide the impact he was currently suffering.

"An arrogant hypocrite."

He realized that he was thinking too simply, that the memories that had been passed down his soul were being stripped away from the 'present', and that every soul-to-soul connection had to endure the erosion of years and memories.

"If you get some strength and some opportunities, you will be arrogant and can't find the north and the south." Guarding Shirou clenched the long sword in his hand, and suddenly rushed towards the Heroic Spirit Guard, roaring:

"What righteous partners, immature thoughts, one-sided thinking, stepping on the path of self-righteousness and recklessness."

"That's right, right?!"

Without any possibility of strain to advance or retreat, he slashed forward in the face of the enemy's attack, just to get the moment when the swords collided and sparked.

The Heroic Spirit Palace looked at the young man who had been cut by the sword several times but was still about to rush over, and the immature face that had not yet faded already had such a powerful power.

When the sword that flies out is close to the opponent's side, it will be under the control of the opponent, and even the illusion collapse cannot be done.

I don't know exactly what he wants to do, but from a rational point of view, he should avoid engaging him in close combat and cooperate with the other two Guardians.

"Why?"

He subconsciously raised the cadre Mo Xie in his hand, and a disgust that was difficult to contain and rose from his heart forced him to act irrationally.

呲——!

The sword collided with the sword, and the grid opened and intersected again, as fast as lightning, and in just one second, there were dozens of slashes that exceeded the limit and pointed directly at the opponent's vital point.

["Instructor. The long-haired girl named Kishiba Shirano called softly, "When this war is over, we." 】

【Shirou! It's almost time for you to go back to the clock tower and learn with me. 】

Scattered memories and sounds.

"The spiritual base in your body. Is it Emiya in the plural?"

The sound resounded in all directions.

Emiya Shirou will make mistakes when he is affected, and occasionally every new wound will become deep enough to reach for a bone.

"Not enough."

His sloppy eyes cleared again, and at the moment of stabbing at his shoulder blades, he adjusted his position to pick up the warrior from below.

In the end, a tug-of-war of brute force was once again formed.

[Kill.] To save ten people is to kill one person, to get caught in the whirlpool of human strife with human beings, to stop the war is to be carried out by killing, to save civilians is to snipe those soldiers who do evil, even though he wants to save everyone. 】

[There is a gap between the ideal and the reality, this kind of behavior is destined to not be understood by others, immersed in the sword mound alone, intoxicated with the dream that he is looking forward to. 】

"Why?" Valhalla asked, "What's the point of doing something like this?" ”

The headache is to the point of paralyzing the eyeballs, even if it is viewed from a third-party perspective, but the memories that flow to me and the essence of the other person's soul are still like superimposed wind and waves.

"Hypocrisy can't save anyone, but knowledge and power can" Emiya Shirou exhaled a long breath and looked at each other with tired eyes:

"I can go farther on this road than all of you!"

"Even though most of my power now comes from the outside world, one day, I will be where you have never seen before!"

Valhalla looked at the sparkle in the other party's eyes, and under that blood-stained face, he once again felt that disobedience.

A contradiction that I once had.

"Tsk." Valhalla doesn't know how to describe her current mood, maybe she should describe it as angry:

"Take Illya's hand and don't let it go of me! What the hell are you going to do with this look?! ”

A flash of light that was enough to blind an ordinary person burst out from the gap between the swords, and then it was like a rain of blades colliding, but the speed and power were very different from the situation when they used the immortal method before.

"Projection, begin!"

“Trace，On！”

Valhalla didn't understand why he subconsciously opened a duel between projections with the other party, abandoning all foreign things and returning to the essence of projection magic.

All he knew was that it was a contest between swordsmiths!

The holy sword Durandar collided with Wang Xuan's sword in the stone, and he no longer even carried the sword qi of Sensen's coldness, relying on pure sword skills.

["Shirou Emiya, who committed war crimes, crimes against humanity, and espionage, provoked one hundred and thirty-four war conflicts in an attempt to provoke World War III. Sentenced to death by hanging! ”

In the courtroom, the man was only smiling in the face of the charges he had been given, and his throat, which had not been watered for many days, was sore, but not to the point where he could not speak.

Finally, at the edge of the iron cage, he saw his former companion Lost standing in the shadows and watching this happen.

"Only hangings can preserve your brain, blood, and spinal cord in the most complete way. These will be sent to the Clock Tower for sealing designation after tomorrow. ”

"That's fine."

Instead, the man slammed the door and walked away, seemingly dissatisfied with his answer. 】

"Is that good?" That kind of thought was forgotten long after the other party became a guardian!

Countless parallel worlds, endless killings, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood are not exaggerated.

As long as there is a need, as long as there are calamities that cause the world, as long as there are people who may cause the world to be destroyed.

No matter what country, what point in time, what world line, as a guardian, he will do the work of a scavenger, and wipe out those innocent people who are related and may have dangerous factors, even if they are just implicated!

When I came to my senses, I was already standing in a hell of countless corpses.

And the one who created this hell with his own hands is

"Me? Hah. has been affected. Emiya Shirou shook the other party away, leaving himself some time to buffer, "Should I thank you for not attacking at this time?" ”

Engraved with these memories, we must not forget that the current Emiya Shirou can do it, and his body tells him so.

The other two Guardians had already recovered, but they were watching Emiya Shirou at this moment and did not make any other moves.

The elderly Emiya Shirou, not Chiko Muramasa, asked, "The old man only asks once, what do you want by doing this?" ”

"It's the kids who make the choice." Wei Gong Shirou often listened to Su Lin, Lu Mingfei and others talk about jokes to soothe the spirit, and at the same time used it as an answer: "Adults naturally choose to take it all." ”

Whether it is the happiness of that girl, or the fact that it is a partner of justice, all will not be left behind, and even the feelings that support these motivations are born from a fake.

But there is no doubt that this feeling is real.

"In the world I work in now, there will be many planetary creatures involved in disasters in the future, although I don't think Su Lin and others will sit idly by, but I want to do as much as I can."

"Grow faster."

"You're dead and you're a Guardian, so there's no way to continue on this path."

"Then leave it to me." Emiya Shirou smiled at the three guardians, Emiya, stretched out his hand, and said:

"Your ideals."

Valhalla finally understood where the incongruity in this man came from.

This arrogance.

Trying to take the place of Emiya, who was all towards the finish line, went far away, and when it was clear that the run had reached the finish line, the man tried to tamper with the rules and change it to the way of a relay race.

How arrogant?

But it was as if he had heard it somewhere, in the distant past, on that full moon night, it seemed that he had promised another person like this.

It's just that because he was once in the depths of hell, he has a guilty conscience and wants to do something for the person who didn't survive, and that man's ideal is undoubtedly the best direction.

So.

will have strange emotions towards this guy.

"There was once a fool who said that to a man with a scruffy beard, but you've probably forgotten it." The elderly Emiya Shirou glanced at Emiya, who was projecting a spear and sword next to him, and said:

"It's just that when people get old, they like to remember the past."

He projected the furnace and began forging the blade on the spot, the hammer striking again and again on the fiery steel.

Yingling Weigong glanced at Emiya Alter beside him, and finally looked at Emiya Shirou and said:

"If you can't keep up."

"You just drown with your ideals."

(End of chapter)