Clang!

In the midst of the sparks, Emiya Shirou once again struck down Beowulf's attack, and looking at the outcome of the stalemate between the two sides, Beowulf had a strange feeling, as if he was fighting himself.

"Didn't this guy just copy my Noble Phantasm, but also my combat skills?"

Although he is a battle maniac, it is precisely because of this that Beowulf is extremely sensitive to combat matters, and immediately thought of this possibility.

Swish......

The silky sound of breaking through the air regained Beowulf's attention, and the cold flash of the knife sliced into his throat while the two were at a stalemate.

Syllable!

Beowulf relied on his battle instincts and reflexively raised his hand to block the other hand of Emiya Shirou's attack, but with the help of the power of his palm, Emiya Shirou also got out of the confrontation between the two sides.

The ethereal light of the sword was as powerless as a phantom, and in an instant it reversed direction and cut to the other side of Beowulf's body.

Is this guy getting faster?

Beowulf felt his scalp tingle for a while, and he couldn't even react for a while, but fortunately, the Akabara Hound itself has the characteristics of being able to attack perfectly, so he just unconsciously waved his long sword, and he could block the opponent's attack completely by instinct.

After fighting for so long, Beowulf has already discovered the problem of Emiya Shirou, this guy doesn't look like a novice in combat at all, and it can even be said that his combat experience should not be at this age at all.

Precision, dodge, distance control, feints...... This kind of practical combat skill, which requires years of training to master, can be displayed very easily in the hands of the little guy in front of him.

It took less than ten minutes to go from a complete novice to such a level of proficiency, and during this time Beowulf watched Emiya Shirou's progress, it would be outrageous to say that he was a genius.

And the fighting style has changed too much, sometimes it becomes as wide as itself, and even does not hesitate to make actions of exchanging injuries for injuries, while sometimes it becomes extremely precise and elegant, and it looks like a strange sense of disobedience.

As long as the little guy in front of him is still a normal human being, it is impossible to achieve such a level.

So although the conclusion is outrageous, there is only one possibility...... The opponent's projection magic can not only replicate the treasure, but also the combat skills of the projected treasure's owner himself.

Beowulf, although he didn't know much about magic, was well aware that it was definitely not normal projection magic.

"But...... Who did he copy of that treasure? It's rare to see such a strange weapon. ”

Beowulf glanced at the exaggerated Japanese long knife in Emiya Shirou's other hand, which was a little strange, that long knife looked a little outrageous, and it could even be said that it was no problem to be a pole.

It was also since the projection of the long knife that the battle between Beowulo and Emiya Shirou had reversed, from the original suppression to being suppressed.

The knife was very strange, it was such a big weapon, but the trajectory of the knife seemed unusually strange and light, and it would always be cut out in places that Beowulf didn't expect.

After thinking about it, the two sides made two more moves, just like before, although Beowulf held up "his own" weapon, his body was still scratched by another long knife in the hand of Emiya Shirou.

The accumulated injuries and pain completely detonated Beowulf's sanity, causing his eyes to turn red.

Clenched the long sword with both hands, the muscles on his body swelled rapidly, and in an instant, the whole person's size grew again.

"Drink!"

With a roar, a huge amount of magic energy erupted from his body, and the seemingly decorative tattoos on his arms began to glow scarlet.

Rumble!

The tremble underfooted him, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, Beowulf's blade was already a few centimeters in front of Emiya Shirou's eyes.

Ula ......

Fortunately, Emiya Shirou blocked the blow with the help of the characteristic limit of the Akabara Hound in his hand, but with the harsh sound of metal rubbing, when he regained his footing, he found that the Akabara Hound on his left hand had become two halves.

"It seems that the treasure projected by you has a big gap with the original in terms of quality."

With the sound, Beowulf once again pounced in front of Emiya Shirou like a beast, and raised the Akabara Hound in his hand to cut it down.

At this critical moment, Emiya Shirou decisively abandoned the long sword in his left hand, which had begun to disappear into a reiko, and instead held the long knife like a long pole with both hands.

The various combat skills passed from the treasure rushed in, and in an instant, they were summarized in his mind, and then Emiya Shirou slashed out the combat skills that the owner of this weapon had honed after a long period of training.

"Yan Hui!"

The bright sword light came to Beowulf's eyes one step before the Akahara Hound cut it off, and it was obviously a long knife, but after the dimensional distortion, it showed the effect of three long knives attacking at the same time.

Bite!

Burst! Burst!

Beowulf wielded the Akabara Hound in his hand and tried his best to block the knife closest to his head, but the remaining two knives could not be dodged, so he could only use his body to carry it.

In an instant, the brilliant sword light cut two huge scars on his waist and ribs on both sides.

However, Beowulf was also a battle-hardened man, and immediately controlled his muscles to clamp the broken blood vessels, slowing down the blood flow that was about to gush out.

"Ahem!"

Coughing twice with great effort, Emiya Shirou stood still and did not continue to attack, but gasped for breath, his hands trembling slightly.

There were even some fine blood spots on the arms, which were caused by the capillary damage caused by the force that was too violent for a moment.

Emiya Shirou still underestimated the difficulty of Yan Hui's stunt.

Strictly speaking, "Yan Hui" is not a real treasure, because it does not need to rely on a specific weapon to be cast, as long as the skill is up to standard, theoretically anyone can use it.

In other words, if Emiya Shirou's arm strength is stronger than the owner of this knife, the power of the swallow return he uses may even be stronger than the original owner.

In a sense, this Noble Phantasm avoids the defect of projection magic that reduces its power due to the decrease in the level of the projected Noble Phantasm.

Correspondingly, if he wants to rely purely on his skills to show the ability to leap in space, Emiya Shirou has not broken his hand after using it, which can already be regarded as his sub-servant's body is strong enough.

However, the lack of physical fitness and skill still has a certain degree of impact, according to the original effect of the treasure, the three knives should all be cut on the opponent's vital point.

However, because Emiya's arm could not be loaded, there was a slight deviation in accuracy, so that except for the one that went to the head, the remaining two stabs only left Beowulf seriously injured rather than killed.

"Hey! Good job, boy! ”

Beowulf felt the sharp pain on both sides of his body, and instead showed an excited smile on his face, his current state is actually not very good, the waist and abdomen injury will affect the play of core strength, for a strong person like them who rely on their body to eat, it can be regarded as a second only vital injury.

However, Beowulf didn't care, he had suffered more than this number of times in battle during his lifetime, and the final result was that his opponent was killed by him.

Compared to the dragon's claws piercing his chest, such an injury could only arouse his fighting spirit at best.

Bang dang.

The Akahara Hound was thrown to the ground, and Beowulf clenched his fists again, which meant that he had truly regarded Emiya Shirou as his enemy, and that he would fight to the death with all his might.

For Emiya Shirou, who is already fighting the other party for the third time, of course he knows what this means, but he doesn't have any intention of backing down.

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Emiya Shirou lifted the projected long knife, this weapon was too "delicate" for the next battle.

He needs to project a more rugged, furious weapon to fight the other side.

Treasures that he had seen or had never seen before came to his mind, and they were the memories of Emiya Shirou, who had lent him strength in addition to him.

After quickly rejecting a large number of options, Emiya Shirou set his sights on a ruggedly shaped weapon.

"Looks like you're ready, so come on! This is the last battle between us! ”

Beowulf let out a wild laugh, his fists glowing with blinding magical light.

Projection ...... Begin! Ignoring his opponent's provocation, Emiya Shirou gathered his hands in front of him in a grasping position.

As the magic circuit opened, a sharp tingling sensation spread throughout his body, but with the memories of the battle between the two Emiya Shirou, he was able to control the pain perfectly.

And then...... Based on the data analyzed in your own memory, you can recreate the treasure in your hand!

A large number of spirit sons gathered in his hands, forming a huge weapon that was as tall as him, which was not so much a long knife or a giant sword as a stone pillar.

The huge size of the body is just a glance, and the strong man who can wield such a weapon is definitely very human.

Nameless Axe Sword!

After the completion of Emiya Shirou's projection, Beowulf has also liberated his treasure.

"Grendel Buster!"

Emiya Shirou clenched the giant weapon in his hand, feeling the memories transmitted from the weapon, and also liberated the treasure.

"Shoot Nine Lives!"

Thundered!!!

The sound of the two colliding doesn't sound like a human battle, but more like a natural disaster like a landslide.

The battle began and ended in the blink of an eye, and the battlefield between the two fell into an eerie silence.

"Good job, boy."

Beowulf was the first to move, but as he moved, huge wounds erupted all over his body.

As the huge wound in his heart burst open, Beowulf also lost his strength and fell to the ground.

In the split second just now, Emiya Shirou brandished a huge weapon and unleashed nine attacks, which were nine consecutive attacks that were released at a high speed that overlapped all the attacks.

The move is to quickly attack the upper arm, collarbone, trachea, temples, diaphragm, ribs, lower body and thighs, and finally penetrate the heart.

"It's a pleasure to fight......"

Beowulf didn't panic in the slightest when he felt the passage of his life force, but instead showed a satisfied smile, and he didn't say anything more, but just watched his body turn into a spirit child and dissipate little by little.

"Ahem!"

Emiya Shirou coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, and the whole person involuntarily fell to his knees, not only the treasure projected in his hand, but also the decorations on his body that represented the power that were given to him began to dissipate.

There were two deep fist marks on his body, which were the counterattacks that Beowulf inflicted on him at that moment, just two punches, but almost all of his ribs and sternum were broken.

As the epic Beowulf who killed the evil dragon alive with just his fists, the destructive power of his fists can be imagined.

If it weren't for Jekyll's elixir that could hide most of the injuries suffered by the other body in the case of changing personalities, Emiya Shirou might have died by now.

However, even if most of the injuries were hidden by the effect of the elixir, Emiya Shirou, who had recovered his human body, was not in a very good state, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and it seemed that he should have injured his internal organs.

"It seems that the winner has been decided over there, aren't you going to help your partner?"

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada dodged Red A's attack in a bit of embarrassment, but judging from the expression on his face, he was not affected by Beowulf's death in the slightest.

"Cut! Spare your life first! ”

Red A originally wanted to refute the other party, telling him that it didn't matter if the guy died, but Rin Tosaka's order had already been given.

He knew very well that if he wanted to disobey the order, it was estimated that Rin Tosaka would use the second spell in the next moment, and it was better for him to move now than to make everyone's faces ugly at that time.

Looking at Amakusa Shiro Shizhen, who relied on the grass and woods to disappear quickly, Red A's face was a little unhappy, but he still glanced vigilantly at Ku Chulalin, who had not made a move, and instead grabbed Emiya Shirou's collar and led him up.

Just as he was about to say something, Cu Chulainn and Red A turned their eyes to the air on the other side at the same time, where Zheng Shu's figure quickly approached from small to large.

Thundered......

Accompanied by the continuous sonic boom and shock waves, Zheng Shu also came to the battlefield of several people.

“Rider？！”

Seeing the unconscious Medusa who was held by Zheng Shu's hands, Jian Tong Sakura screamed and rushed over.

At the same time, Rin Tosaka and Illya finally calmed down after seeing the arrival of their highest combat power, ran out of the hiding place, came to Red A's side, and carefully examined the injuries on Emiya Shirou's body.

"It's ...... It's incredible. ”

Cú Chulainn, who was originally relaxed, also put away his indifferent expression after seeing Zheng Shu, and turned serious.

He felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression from the other party's body, and even if he didn't show hostility towards him for the time being, he felt his muscles tremble.

The last time he felt this way was when he encountered a giant wild boar as a child.

After carefully examining Zheng Shu's appearance, as well as his height and strong muscles beyond the limits of ordinary people, Cú Chulainn suddenly recalled what his imperial master had said.

"Are you Zheng Shu?"

"Huh? That's right. ”

Zheng Shu glanced at Cú Chulainn, a little puzzled how he recognized himself, the two should not have met at this stage.

He came here mainly to catch the servants on Amakusa Shiro's side, and according to the inference, Amakusa Shiro Shizhen should have also used the same method as himself, sending different servants to attack the other two floating fortresses.

There is no need to look at the Radiance Compound Grand Temple, even if it is so far away, Zheng Shu can feel the rapid disappearance of the aura on both sides, although one of the aura disappears a little abruptly, but with Karna's character, he should not do anything to hide himself.

So Zheng Shu came here very neatly, but unfortunately, it was still a step late, although he saw the traces of the battle, it was obvious that the enemy had retreated in advance.

However, he was quite curious about what Cú Chulainn was doing here, it seemed that he should be in the same group as the floating castle above his head, but looking at his position and the appearance of several people around him, it was obvious that he had not been involved in the battle just now.

What is this? Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight shouldn't be like this, right?

Zheng Shu was a little unsure of what the other party was thinking, but fortunately, Kirizakura understood his doubts, and after checking Medusa's state, she ran to his side and whispered what happened here.

"Interesting, is it good?"

"Yes, I don't know exactly what my lord is thinking, but that's what she commanded."

Cú Chulainn was a little helpless, and then his face was stunned, as if he had received some order.

Zheng Shu could see that his face had changed many times in an instant, and it should have been through "reading" and then communicating with the master on the other side.

After he finished communicating, Cu Chulainn's face looked a little reluctant, but he was helpless, so he could only look at Zheng Shu with a stinky face.

"Ahem! Just after talking to my master, she said she wanted to see you. ”

"See me? Where and when. ”

"Now, here." Cú Chulainn glanced up, "And it's already down!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Shu heard a cry of surprise from above.

"Zheng Shu ......"

The voice sounded like a young woman, Zheng Shu looked up and saw that everyone was stupid, only to see a figure jump directly from the floating city and quickly fall towards Zheng Shu's position.

Zheng Shu unconsciously glanced at Cu Chulainn, and his eyes revealed obvious information: "Is your master a madman?" ”

"Obviously, yes!" Cú Chulainn's gaze responded.

Zheng Shu moved his position a few times, and found that the figure falling from the sky was also constantly adjusting his body, and it seemed that he was staring at himself falling.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Shu decided to stop and see what kind of moth this guy was up to.

(End of chapter)