Chapter 551: He Surrendered
"Poofβ"
Blood gushed out, and the pitch-black halberd cut an arc in midair, mercilessly severing the neck of the person in front of him.
At the same time, the scarlet spear also pierced out like a long dragon, instantly piercing the chest of the tall general.
"Plop!"
The blue armor body that had lost its head fell to the ground with a bang, but even so, the spear in his hand was still clenched tightly and never let go.
Lu Bu looked at the fallen headless body at his feet with a calm expression, raised his hand to grab the barrel of the gun on his chest, and pulled it out with a snort.
"Nice ...... fight"
Lu Bu looked appreciatively at the fallen head on the ground.
It wasn't until the scarlet eyes with a hint of satisfaction and regret gradually lost their light that he raised his head, ignoring the blood-drenched wound on his chest, and announced his victory to Lin Zhongtian.
Lin Zhongtian nodded, and then waved his hand lightly.
In an instant, the silver light flashed, and Lu Bu's tall figure appeared in the audience.
Facing Tong Shen's slightly complicated gaze, Lu Bu nodded, indicating that he had won.
Then, he walked to Tong Shen's side and looked at the other two battlefields below that had not yet ended.
With Lin Zhongtian providing magic to the Heroic Spirit, Artoria finally showed her true strength as a Saber rank.
Infinite sword light continued to bloom from the holy sword known as the 'Sword of Victory of the Oath', slaying opponents again and again, and then engaging Berserker who had come back from the dead.
ββ¦β¦ How many lives are there? β
Lu Bu asked calmly.
Rin Tosaka glanced at him and sighed: "Counting the lives that died before, the current Berserker only has three lives left, I really didn't expect that Saber, who got rid of Emiya's classmates, actually has such a powerful power......"
"I suspect that even Rider you aren't necessarily her match."
Hearing Rin Tosaka's words, Lu Bu didn't react yet, but Emiya Shirou's face was embarrassed, and his expression looked a little sneering.
Lu Bu looked at Saber below in silence and did not say anything to refute.
He had already felt the terrifying power contained in that holy sword......
If it was a martial art alone, Lu Bu was confident that he could fight ten Sabers.
But when it comes to energy vs. bombardment, he's really no match for Saber.
"Don't say it's you, this level of energy output power is considered a medium existence among the members of the alliance."
Deng Yougang considered the language and said softly: "It's really not good, just replace me!" β
Lu Bu shook his head: "Let so-and-so try first." β
Deng Yougang thought about it and decided to respect Lu Bu's opinion.
"Your opponent doesn't have to be Saber, though, and the guy in red looks pretty strong."
Hearing Deng Yougang's words, Lu Bu turned his head to look at the suspended projection light curtain on the other side.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! β
The same knives collided with each other in the air, and then exploded in the most brutal way.
The sky lit up with sparks of explosion, and Gilgamesh stood atop the flying boat, glaring at the calming red-clad heroic spirit below.
"Why...... Why?! β
"It's just a fake!"
"How can you compete with the king's treasure?!"
"There's no why." The red-clothed heroic spirit walked calmly, and said lightly as he walked forward, "There is never a reason in this world that 'a fake is better than the real thing'. β
"If you claim to be the real thing, then try to completely override me and beat me to this fake ...... with dignity."
"Damn!" Gilgamesh glared at the red-clothed heroic spirit, and more golden ripples suddenly appeared behind him, "It's too arrogant, miscellaneous cultivators!" β
With a shout of rage from Gilgamesh, countless precious treasures emerged from the golden ripples, and then in the form of projections, they continued to blast towards the red-clothed heroic spirits on the ground.
In the face of the sword bombardment in the sky, the face of the red-clothed heroic spirit remained calm.
As he walked slowly, he slashed his calm gaze across the sword that shot from above, and the myriad treasures that had just peeked out of the golden ripples.
"Boom!"
A violent tide surged in the spiritual world, and the red-clothed heroic spirit tracked the sword with the naked eye, and frantically analyzed the composition of each treasure with an ultra-high speed that was almost rampant.
In an instant, countless replicas that were exactly the same as the opposite side were projected behind the red-clothed heroic spirit, and then projected out in the same way, accurately colliding with the countless treasures that shot out.
"Whoaβ"
The whistling sound of breaking through the air struck, and Gilgamesh's pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned sideways to dodge.
A long sword with a curved blade cut through the sky, passing through the barrier formed by the bombardment of the Phantasm for the first time, and speeding through Gilgamesh's incredulous gaze.
"This ...... How is this possible?! β
Gilgamesh's eyes widened and he muttered in disbelief.
"Ben Wang...... It's actually suppressed?! β
Although it was just an innocuous fish that slipped through the net, the meaning contained in it made Gilgamesh both stunned and angry.
"With thousands of treasures, you are also the pinnacle of the Heroic Spirits."
The red-clothed Heroic Spirit suddenly spoke, and then in Gilgamesh's angry gaze, he said calmly: "But even if you have a large number of Noble Phantasms, you are always only one owner, because you have too many of them, so everything is only a general understanding, and you will never hone a single Noble Phantasm to the extreme......"
"If the opponent is other Heroic Spirits, even if I create such a world, I can't easily compete with it."
"But you're different, I don't need to think of any strategy against you, just copy the same weapon as you without thinking!"
Hearing the calm words of the red-clothed hero, Gilgamesh felt that he had been greatly humiliated.
He immediately shouted angrily: "Damn, but just an impostor, how dare you-"
Before the words fell, the red-clothed heroic spirit on the ground suddenly jumped up, and the countless swords projected behind him continued to collide with the treasures that shot out of the golden ripples, while he himself continued to step on the treasures that broke and fell in the air, climbing upwards at an extremely fast speed.
Gilgamesh was halfway through his sentence when he realized that the other party was messing with his mind with words.
But when he reacted, the red-clothed heroic spirit that jumped up had already stepped in front of the flying boat with a broken sword, projecting black and white short knives in each of his hands, and slashed towards Gilgamesh with a roar.
"Damn!"
Gilgamesh's eyes widened in rage, and he drew a long sword from the golden ripples, blocking it in front of the twin blades.
But the red-clothed heroic spirit in front of him, or the future Emiya Shirou, is not as immature as the current Emiya Shirou.
He has been through a hundred battles, and he has a thousand blades in his hands, and in terms of physical skills in melee hand-to-hand combat, he is not at all comparable to Gilgamesh, who relies on Noble Phantasms.
"Qiangβ"
The black and white swords collided with the sword, and then launched a fierce attack like a storm.
Looking at the sword light and sword shadows in front of him, Gilgamesh finally felt a deadly sense of crisis.
In his King's Treasury, there was also a powerful weapon that resembled a sword, not a sword, and it was the most powerful magic sword in his treasury, and one of the strongest weapons that the Infinite Sword System could not replicate.
If only it could be removed, Gilgamesh could turn the battle upside down.
However, the magic sword was too precious, and Gilgamesh was worried that his local tyrant would accidentally shoot it out, so he specially placed this magic sword in the depths of the king's treasure.
The lock must be unlocked with a key before it can be removed.
But now, in the face of the non-stop offensive of the Red A, Gilgamesh couldn't find a chance to take out the key, let alone take out the [Sword of Heaven and Earth] from the depths of the treasure house!
Finally, after a sword collision, the black dagger grabbed the gap in the sword light, swung it out, passed through it, and severed Gilgamesh's right arm with a snort.
Blood poured frantically from the severed arm, and the pain brought Gilgamesh to its impotent rage.
He glared at the red-clothed heroic spirit with a calm expression in front of him, and shouted with a look of majesty that did not weaken in the slightest.
"This king has to admit - now you are stronger!"
The words fell, and the space around them suddenly froze.
In the next instant, the land of the barrier filled with swords shattered.
The two men, who were originally engaged in hand-to-hand combat, were engulfed in a burst of silver light, and then appeared on the ground on either side of the arena.
Looking at Gilgamesh, who was suddenly stretched a long distance in front of him, Red A couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his double sword, frowned, and looked at the sky suspended in the sky.
"I need an explanation."
The red-clothed heroic spirit said with a frown.
Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, glanced at Gilgamesh, who was also stunned, and said softly, "He surrendered." β
ββ¦β¦β
Hearing Lin Zhongtian's fluttering words, the entire arena fell silent.
The faces of Tong Shen and the others in the audience became a little strange.
Gilgamesh's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally turned a reddish pork liver, which looked very amusing.
"Nonsense!" Gilgamesh snorted angrily and glared at the Heavenly Dao in the forest in the sky, "This king did not surrender, he just admitted that he is stronger now!" β
"Hurry up and put this king back into that world, this king wants to-"
Before Gilgamesh finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian shook his head and interrupted unceremoniously: "No. β
Gilgamesh glared at Lin Zhongtian angrily: "Why?!" β
Lin Zhongtian still said the same thing: "Because you surrendered." β
ββ¦β¦β
Gilgamesh's face turned red.
Finally, as if he couldn't bear this humiliation, he directly took out a giant key shining with golden light from the golden ripples, which was the key-shaped treasure that opened the King's Treasure Vault - the King's Law Key!
"In that case, let Archer, along with the entire arena, be reduced to ashes!"
As Gilgamesh's angry words came, a dense intricate red streak of red lines shot out from the top of the key, spreading like a forked branch toward the sky.
In an instant, the entire sky was covered in red crystalline magic circuits.
Today's two watches, the second watch will be later
(End of chapter)