Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

Zouken Matou's body began to dissipate, his eyes wide, cursing incessantly, "You bastard... bastard...!"

"The crippled, the aged, I summon them all. They entrust themselves to me, learn from me, follow me. Even in moments of rest, they do not forget to sing, do not forget to pray, do not forget me."

As Kirei Kotomine continued chanting, Zouken Matou's body could no longer hold on, transforming into insects and gradually disintegrating.

"With my lightness, I lay down all burdens and let rest in my hands. Because of your sins, I anoint you with oil and brand you with my mark. Eternal life is given by death. Forgiveness is now, I swear by my flesh."

Even with only his head remaining, Zouken Matou couldn't resist a sarcastic remark: "What can this change? You can't be saved."

Kirei Kotomine ignored him and uttered the final incantation, "Gaze upon this soul with mercy!!"

With a flash of white light, Zouken Matou's entire body was completely disintegrated.

"Hassan...you, sigh!"

"Kirei Kotomine did a great job. It can be said that the culprit behind all this is this old bug."

Although Hassan was somewhat shameful, he was still a Heroic Spirit after all. Kirei Kotomine was able to judge in a moment that he couldn't deal with Hassan, so he decisively went to deal with Zouken Matou, who was his Master. He did a really great job.

Type-Moon Fate/Zero World

“The chants of the Holy Church work directly on the soul, regardless of where the object of purification is.” Kirei Kotomine stared blankly at his future self, and seeing Zouken Matou struggling in pain, he felt a strange sensation.

He placed his hand on his heart, a slight smile playing on his lips. So this is what pleasure is!

……

Who's the happiest to see this scene?! Of course, it's our Uncle Yan Ye! He can barely contain his laughter, "Hahaha...cough cough...hahaha!"

That old man is finally dead.

P.S.: Well, this was, after all, Mapo's shining moment.

Chapter 314 Emiya the Great Appears! Projection... Loading!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Shirou Emiya, being chased by Berserker, looked wearily at the massive rift ahead of him, facing Illya. They had nowhere left to run...

"Shirou, put me down and run by myself." Illya knew that the other person's target was her, and if this continued, neither of them would be able to escape.

"How could I..." Even though he was exhausted, Shirou Emiya had no intention of abandoning Illya, but before he could finish speaking, a loud noise came from behind him.

[Shirou Emiya looked back and saw two enormous trees being thrown into the air and crashing down on them; they had only survived by jumping into the crevice.]

But then the ground began to tremble again, clearly indicating that Berserker had arrived nearby. Illya quickly said, "Shirou, you'd better run! Berserker is looking for me!"

"Shirou!!" Seeing that Shirou remained unmoved, Illya could only call out again anxiously, and then Shirou Emiya pulled her into his arms.

[Shirou Emiya patted Illya's head and said softly, "A brother should save his sister."]

"Don't worry about it. You called me 'big brother,' so I'm your brother, even if we're not related by blood."

After saying this, Shirou Emiya stood up and took off his coat. Illya still tried to stop him, saying, "Shirou, once you've used Archer's hand, there's no going back."

“I know…” Shirou Emiya tossed his coat aside, fully aware of the consequences of his actions.

Tears welled up in Ilya's eyes. "I'll die!"

“No.” Shirou Emiya tore off a sleeve from his clothes, a strange glint in his eyes. “It’s precisely to avoid dying that I need to use it.”

[Illya, bewildered, cried and asked, "Why...why are you working so hard, Shirou? You haven't done anything wrong."]

[Shirou Emiya paused for a moment after hearing Illya's words, then closed his eyes with a sense of relief. "No, I've done many bad things, but... thank you!"]

“My sister… I see a familiar boy in you, the man who fought through the Holy Grail War in one night for his sister.”

"It's another future without an end. Once we use Archer's arm, there's really no turning back."

But there was no other way at this moment. Archer's arm was not used to fight to die, but to fight to survive. Without fighting, he could not survive.

Magical Girl Illya World

"I haven't done anything bad...that's probably how it seems to others." The great hero Emiya knew what kind of person the boy named Emiya Shirou was.

The fact that he didn't kill Sakura is the greatest evil that Emiya Shirou believes he has ever committed.

But... since you've made up your mind, don't let down this remaining power. Even if there's no future, use this power to protect your sister!

Type-Moon Fifth World War

Having been at the Emiya residence for some time, Illya secretly wiped away tears upon seeing this scene, repeatedly patting Shirou Emiya's back with her small hands, "I'm the older sister!! I'm not some younger sister."

"Uh... I understand, can you let me go now?" Even though he said that, Shirou Emiya still patted Illya's little head with some doubt. She was so small that he could probably pick her up with one hand. Was she really the older sister or the younger sister?

After hearing Shirou Emiya's reply, Illya kicked Archer, who was standing silently to the side... He clearly knows his own identity, yet he always acts like a riddle-maker and doesn't even call her "older sister."

Red Archer, who was inexplicably attacked, dared not utter a word of anger. He could only rub the spot where he had been kicked and look at Emiya Shirou on the screen with some relief.

Perhaps Shirou Emiya is suffering in this timeline, but this is also the path that Archer wanted his past self to pursue.

It's not about acting for the sake of so-called justice, nor is it about being bound by one's own beliefs; it's about acting solely based on one's own convictions and actions.

After tearing off his long sleeves, Shirou Emiya silently walked up the large tree that had been thrown to him.

What will be the consequences of using this hand? I don't know. Perhaps... my vow to protect Sakura, my determination to bring Ilya back, and everything else will be forgotten.

However, he only gave me his hand because he felt it was necessary.

"Defeating him wouldn't be a problem, Illya." Shirou Emiya's eyes were filled with determination; this was something he had to do.

"Um!"】

[Upon receiving Illya's return, Shirou Emiya stepped forward, tore off the sealing shroud binding his hands, and walked towards the rising sun.]

[In an instant, Shirou Emiya transformed into a green spirit, traveling through the magic circuits to the depths of the origin, where howling winds raged and a sand-like mist filled the air.]

"Both body and consciousness are collapsing into numbness. What was the purpose of coming here?"

"And why did it become like this? Why have we fought until now?!" Emiya Shirou, clad in green, raced forward against the sandstorm, seemingly forgetting why he had come here.

At this point, the background music started to explode.

[Cracks began to appear on Shirou Emiya's green body. Deep within the mist, he saw Archer (Red Archer). At this moment, Shirou Emiya's green body was constantly tearing apart.]

[Red A glanced back at him before continuing forward, "Can you keep up?!"]

With a loud crack, the green glass shattered, and Shirou Emiya leaped out, running quickly forward.

"Asking me if I can keep up?!"

"Ridiculous!! It should be you..." Emiya Shirou's eyes were fixed on the figure ahead, and he resolutely chased after it, breaking through the fog.

[The red and green magic circuits gradually connected with his body, and a seamless connection, as if welded, appeared at his arm.]

"Follow me!!!" Shirou Emiya passed Archer's figure, the mist vanishing completely, and under a clear blue sky, Archer watched his retreating back with a smile.

"The arm that used force against Red A now knows the consequences... Its body and consciousness will gradually collapse, it will gradually forget everything, and it may even forget the promise it made back then."

"This is true steel-like body and crystal-like heart! Even so, they still charge forward... So cool!!"

Everyone who saw this was filled with awe. He had already surpassed his future self, who was bound by ideals... The fog he had broken through was the best proof that he had broken free from the confusion in his heart.

Forcibly fusing the power of a heroic spirit with a human body will cause the body to be eroded by the power. Even so, one will forget everything, the body will collapse, and even if this life has no meaning, this body should still be made by the sword!

"You ask me if I can keep up?! Ridiculous... I can lose to anyone, but I can't lose to myself..."

The Seventh Singularity: Absolute Demonic Front

"Forcibly pushing a magic circuit to use an unbearable technique comes at a price; magical power directly rampages and materializes within the body... ...You've really got some skills, Shirou Emiya!" Merlin smiled slightly upon seeing this. No two magic circuits in the world are exactly alike.

But at this moment, their magic circuits perfectly matched, which also meant that Shirou Emiya's life was beginning its countdown.

"Hmph... As a subject, you did a decent job!" Even the smile on the wise king's lips could no longer be seen. It seemed that Red A, who had not found the answer on this timeline, had finally found peace of mind when he saw Emiya Shirou at this moment.

Because at this point, Shirou Emiya was no longer bound by ideals; his past self had broken free from the shackles of justice and found his own path.

…Mahoutsukai no Yoru

"Hehehe, I'm getting more and more interested in you, Emiya Shirou!!" Aozaki Touko's eyes lit up with excitement. A combination of a human and a Heroic Spirit, a connection between the magic circuits of the future and the past, she had personally pulled the trigger of her life's countdown.

And after watching for so long, this is the first time Aozaki Touko has seen Archer smile like this... as if he is marveling at the existence of this version of himself, and even feeling proud of having been this version of himself in the past.

The Type-Moon Fifth World War timeline is exactly what Aozaki Touko had imagined. At this moment, Archer feels both gratified and somewhat relieved.

"He broke free from the shackles of his ideals and became a real person with flesh and blood. This was a wish that Shirou Emiya himself wanted to realize."

From the moment he emerged from the mist, he was no longer a hero of justice, but Shirou Emiya!!

Under Archer's relieved yet gratified gaze, Shirou Emiya continued running forward, then leaped off the cliff.

Looking down at the Berserker below, he calmly uttered the words everyone knew so well: "Projection... Begin!!"

Unlike before, Shirou Emiya seems to have accessed Berserker's memories, with images of Berserker's previous twelve trials flashing through his mind.

"Click!" With the sound of a gun being cocked, Shirou Eiji landed on the ground.

"Projection...loading!!" With these calm words, Shirou Emiya emitted white steam, then raised his arm, the shroud binding his wrist fluttering in the air.

As a green magic circuit appeared, light materialized in his hand. Shirou Emiya abruptly opened his eyes, blood trickling from the corner of his eye, and shouted the name of the Noble Phantasm: "This... Shoots a Hundred Heads—!!!"

Magic surged through his body, and with a dazzling green magical light, a machete identical to the one Berserker held appeared in his hand.

Facing the charging Berserker, Shirou Emiya swung his Noble Phantasm. Rapidly sliced ​​marks appeared on the Berserker's body, leaving eight massive fissures behind him.

"Ugh!!!" Without pausing, Shirou Emiya roared as he unleashed his Noble Phantasm, piercing through the resurrected Berserker. The immense force tore a huge crack in the ground.

[B-kun, who was about to dissipate, regained his original intention, glanced at Illya, and said only one sentence to Shirou Emiya, "From now on, you will protect her."]

After speaking, it transformed into golden specks of light and vanished.