Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

The surging lightning collided with the tranquil lake, instantly creating countless magical turbulences that exploded into an incomparably dazzling brilliance hundreds of meters in the air.

The sound, like the rising sun, startled countless people from their sleep. They drew back their curtains and were horrified to find the entire sky a tapestry of purple and blue light, which eventually subsided.

World-famous painting: "Gas Explosion"

One is an A+ level Noble Phantasm, capable of distant ravaging and domination.

One is an A++ level magic sword, "Binding Chains Broken - Overwhelming Lake Light".

Logically, it should have been a close contest.

However, after the wave counter ended, the damage to the new moon and Iskandar was different.

Shuoyue, standing atop the high building, was unharmed, though the demonic sword in his hand dissipated into spiritual particles. However, the scene opposite him was far more tragic—the Divine Might Wheels were riddled with craters, and the two bulls were bellowing weakly, their bodies charred black, with one even missing a piece of its horn.

But this is not incomprehensible. After all, although it is a beam attack, compared to the light cannon released by the new moon, the Conqueror King personally drove a car into battle.

The light cannon can be dissipated, but how can the Conqueror King perish along with it?

So the truth is this: the new moon was unharmed, and after fighting the enemy's Noble Phantasm, it had lost the ability to fight again.

That's how it should be—

!!

What a terrifying roar it was!

It's like the mighty power of someone who, after a bloody battle and covered in wounds, still manages to muster the strength to trample the world under their feet.

With a roar, he drove the oxcart forward. Although blood was still spurting from his burly body, his blood-stained face looked even more ferocious!

"what!"

Shuoyue had no idea that the seriously injured person would suddenly attack. Caught off guard, she was shocked by Iskandar's expression. In just a moment, the spiral sword she had raised was no longer ready to be launched. She could only roll sideways in a sorry state to avoid the powerful slash of the Cyprus Sword. Then, she took out a spear from the Imaginary Number Pocket with her right hand and thrust it behind her by instinct!

"Ding!"

The spear tip was deflected by the bull's horn. Although the divine bull roared in pain, Iskandar had already taken advantage of the new moon's open space and slashed down with his sword without mercy!

At the critical moment, Shuoyue finally recovered from her daze, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes. She dragged the tip of her spear backward, completely disregarding defense and attacking in response to attack!

"Pfft!"

"Shh!"

The blade and the spear tip flashed blood simultaneously, and the two figures on the high-rise building seemed to freeze in place.

The cool night breeze carried away the bloodshed and deathly silence from the rooftop.

"Tick, tick."

That was the sound of blood falling to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, Shuoyue's red rose ignored the battle armor and pierced through his left abdomen completely. The Cyprus sword was blocked by the white sword Ganjiang projected from Shuoyue's left hand, leaving only a bloody mark on Shuoyue's face and unable to advance any further.

An inch longer, an inch stronger; moreover, Iskandar is a king, and his combat skills are inherently weaker than those of the new moon.

The outcome has been decided.

However, Sakuyue knew he couldn't kill Iskandar—because his figure had begun to dissipate. Clearly, Waver had realized the crisis and, like Kariya, was calling for the Servant's return.

Shuoyue's left hand was restrained by the Cyprus Sword, and the gun in her right hand was locked by Iskandar's muscles, preventing her from advancing any further.

"Brilliant strategy." Despite the defeat, Iskandar's face showed no anger, but his usual smile was also gone.

"But Shuoyue, have you realized your shortcomings—"

The sound gradually faded away, signaling the retreat.

[The encyclopedia entry has been updated]

[Record Condition 2: "Defeat/Kill Iskandar", completed.]

[Reward: 'Riding' Adaptability!]

[Additional Explanation - Skill Adaptability: This reward grants the host abilities and aptitudes they did not originally possess.]

Shuoyue slowly lowered her gun, wiped the blood from the wound on her face, and showed no joy.

If Iskandar's injuries had been less severe, if his combat skills had been more refined...

Then it would be Shuoyue who would suffer severe damage or even death.

"Is my combat awareness still lacking? After all, I'm just an ordinary person who inherited the power of a great hero."

The wounds on my face healed quickly, but they left deep scars in my heart.

"Your cultivation is still insufficient..."

Sighing like this, the new moon looked up at the moon, and under the bright moonlight, a golden and green flying boat hung in the air, brazenly displaying its presence.

In this Holy Grail War, there is only one king who enjoys such luxury.

"Crack, snap, snap."

A calm round of applause rang out as the golden king, sitting cross-legged atop 'Vimalakirti,' clapped his hands and uttered a condescending praise.

"As a cook, you have put on a wonderful performance for me, managing to beat that person up like this. Not bad, I am very pleased!"

Shuoyue looked at the arrogant Gilgamesh expressionlessly: "Is that so? But unfortunately, I'm not particularly happy."

Upon hearing this, the Hero King's pleased smile instantly turned into a cold sneer:

"You have no right to bargain in front of me. Even if you try to pull me apart, you'd better give me a smile!"

The Gate of Babylon behind him was unleashed, and several Noble Phantasms shot out, but were swiftly shot down by Shuoyue's drawn bow.

Seeing Gilgamesh's face suddenly turn cold, Shuoyue finally revealed a slight smile.

"As my last prey, please join me in a battle of archers, King of Heroes."

Chapter 149 The Battle of Archers

A magical light screen was projected onto the wall, showing two figures separated by a kilometer-long street, gazing at each other from afar.

A white-haired, golden-eyed youth held an unnamed iron bow, his robes fluttering; a golden king stood with his arms crossed, surrounded by a treasure vault.

"Oh, this is going to be a fierce battle." Someone sat backwards in a chair, chin resting on the back, lazily staring at the magic light screen as if watching a movie.

Beside him, Miyu, dressed in casual clothes, looked at her Master, her brother, but occasionally glanced at the man beside her.

With white hair and black eyes, his skin was almost brown, his bare arms were muscular, and his eyebrows had a signature lightning bolt shape at the end.

It's worth mentioning that Shuoyue does not have these eyebrow features.

"Strange?" As if noticing Miyu's gaze, the man answered casually without turning his head:

"At Einzbern Castle, I disguised myself as that guy; in fact, this is my true appearance... Of course, the soul is another matter."

Miyu remained silent, but in her heart she wholeheartedly agreed with the man's last words.

Although she vaguely felt that Shuoyue's appearance had changed, she could feel his heartfelt affection, just like the brother in her hazy memory.

But this man was different.

Although his hairstyle was exactly the same as Sakuzuki's if he let his hair down, Miyu couldn't sense any closeness between them at all. It was as if this man had never met the girl 'Miyu' in his entire life.

Although she was momentarily distracted by his appearance and was taken away by him, the reason she did not try to escape was because she sensed the tremor of his spirit core.

It was as if some kind of will was constantly telling Miyu that the man in front of her was trustworthy.

"Who...are you?"

"I'm just an unnamed character. Although the Counter Force thinks highly of me and keeps protecting me, in the end I'm just a loser. All I can do is shift the blame to others."

"You are not my brother."

"Of course, and I also know that the guy who delayed the entire Holy Grail War for your sake didn't realize he wasn't your brother."

"Not my brother? What are you talking about? My brother is..."

“From the very beginning, the Servant he summoned was wrong.” The man interrupted Miyu’s rebuttal and said calmly, “Without the designation of the Holy Relic, his ‘affinity’ with you is not enough to support the manifestation of such an abnormal Servant as you.”

"If the summoning ritual goes smoothly, the Servant summoned by the new moon should be the complete opposite of you."

Before the stunned Miyu, the man's voice carried a mocking tone, seemingly directed at no one in particular:

"If he still hasn't come to his senses... humph, he won't be as 'lucky' as me."

Two figures stood facing each other across a street a kilometer apart.

Shuoyue held an unnamed iron bow, his white robes fluttering; Gilgamesh crossed his arms, surrounded by a treasure vault behind him.

"Since you want to challenge my majesty, then go ahead and try, cook."

"So, before the war begins, shall we have some bets?"

Despite being so far apart, the two were able to converse without any obstacles.

"Oh? I'd like to hear what tricks you, the cook, have up your sleeve this time."

"It's very simple. We'll use the outcome of this battle as a wager, and the winner will be allowed to ask the other for a treasure."

"Hmph, so you're still after my treasure trove after all!"

"No, no, I just want to get myself a better bow."

"Forget it, you fool. I have no idea what you have that I would collect!"

Unexpectedly, the ever-proud Gilgamesh refused Shuoyue's bet, his raised eyebrows revealing his impatience: "I already showed you mercy by bestowing the golden apple upon you last time, don't push your luck, cook!"

A bright golden light shone behind him, and a long spear shot out, hurtling towards Shuoyue's head amidst the sound of wind breaking.

The new moon drew its bow and easily shot the arrow, but immediately afterward, the ripples that spread out in the field of vision illuminated the night sky as brightly as the sun.

"Since you enjoy shooting, then take on all of these!"

At his command, the Gate of Babylon behind Gilgamesh shone with its full glory.

Although he agreed to a proper archer battle, for Gilgamesh, it was no different from his usual battles—it was simply a matter of opening the Gate of Babylon and throwing out the treasures inside.

Shuoyue was already very familiar with this kind of attack, but this time, he did not use any other methods.

This is a sparring match personally conducted by the Hero King Gilgamesh. Such an excellent opportunity for training can only be seized with the longbow in hand!

With its 'clairvoyance' fully activated, its eyes, like cameras, rapidly captured incoming light and shadow. Then, a projection magic was displayed, not for attack, but for an endless supply of ammunition. Arrows were nocked on bowstrings and fired with lightning speed, intercepting one Noble Phantasm after another, their speed so fast that they even left afterimages.