Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

Noticing the soldiers' horrified gazes focused on them, Nero wanted to get angry, but in the end he was powerless and uttered a groan that sounded like a sigh: "You...rejected me too?"

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Rosario stood up and knelt on one knee:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, we all think that the general is doing the right thing. These strange...enemies must be wiped out completely."

"Really?" Nero smiled sadly.

This is no longer a matter of life and death for the United Empire's army. Their commander has already drawn his sword against Augustus. Even if Nero says this is treason, the Senate will not object, and neither will the people of the world.

But even so, they, including some of her royal guards, still chose to support the white-haired general and gave silent support to his rebellious behavior.

The feeling of being abandoned by the world hit Nero like a tsunami. Nero lowered his head and watched the soldiers of the United Empire all fall into the pit, crying and shouting for mercy. However, the bloody giant figurine that looked like an Asura was silent, and the shovel in its hand kicked up dirt, burying all the sounds and movements.

One, two, three...

The wound on her neck brought a chill that spread all the way to her heart, extinguishing her fiery passion.

As the last handful of dirt fell, the stars in the girl's eyes went out. She lowered her head as if she had lost her soul, and remained indifferent even when Shuoyue let go of the sword.

In the newly filled dirt pit, the countless arms that broke through the soil like plants and desperately stretched towards the sky were engraved in Nero's mind like hell.

Even the white-haired general's voice turned into the whisper of a devil:

"Please leave, Your Majesty. I will send a scouting team to escort you."

"no need."

Under the setting sun, the red dress dimmed. Nero did not even glance at the new moon. He just stumbled down the platform and walked out of the city without looking back.

The broken rose fluttered in the wind and sand, was lit by the setting sun at the end of the horizon, withered in the silent waves, and disappeared.

Even so, the last Command Seal in her hand still shone brightly.

The white-haired general watched her leave, then finally turned his eyes away and walked off the stage step by step.

"You won't send troops to escort her?"

"Haven't you figured it out? She is more than just the Roman emperor of this era. She won't die even if I die." Shuoyue said calmly, "Weber, I entrust these soldiers of mine to you."

"Me?" Weber was startled, with an ominous premonition in his heart, "What are you going to do?"

Under his uneasy gaze, the white-haired man grinned, with undisguised malice in his blood-red eyes.

"I'm in a bad mood, so I'll go out for a walk."

As soon as he finished speaking, blood gushed out. Waver barely opened his eyes in the strong wind, but the man was no longer in sight.

Looking at the soldiers who were looking at him in surprise and a little uneasy because they had forced the emperor away, Weber's mouth twitched and he felt a pain in his stomach.

"Hiss... retribution comes so quickly."

Blood is surging.

A blood-red light was speeding across the wilderness, but its direction was completely different from that of the departing young emperor.

Shuoyue used the blood evil to move forward quickly, with a blood-red flame burning in the depths of his eyes.

As early as in Pisa, he understood that his ideas were incompatible with Nero's and that they would part ways sooner or later.

Rather than continuing to have lingering feelings, it is better to cut them off cleanly... along with the girl's ignorant feelings.

After all, Nero didn't know that she was not purely "herself" at this moment. Was her every word and action affected? Was the love at first sight a smokescreen thrown by some evil beast to soften Shuoyue's heart?

What Weber said was right. Holding Nero and sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire was a torture for both of them. Now the main actors have entered the scene, the curtain has been opened, and Shuoyue vowed to take on the mission of that famous general, running through the troubled times to prevent the birth of the beast.

Where is the time to care about love affairs?

Keeping Nero's matter deep in his heart, the white-haired man stared at the gradually revealing magnificent palace with eyes as sharp as torches, muttering to himself.

"Holy Grail..."

Blood surged, and a heavy axe like the one that opened the sky took shape in mid-air. The blood-colored inscriptions were clearly visible, just like its edge that was so sharp that it could catch the eyes of colleagues.

Under the astonished gaze of the gatekeepers, the man slowly clenched his raised hands, then turned himself into a stream of light and broke through the palace gate in one breath!

The huge blood-red axe blade swung down from mid-air, like an angry meteorite smashing down, and embedded itself heavily in the center of the palace.

"Boom——!"

In the devastating explosion, a figure broke through the flames and air waves, moving forward towards the depths of the palace without slowing down, and continued to move forward!

Target, the Holy Grail!

Chapter 280 The Holy Grail and the Defeat

Breaking through the palace went much more smoothly than expected. Caligula, who was summoned with the help of the Holy Grail, had been killed. Caesar was fighting the Roman Empire in Pisa. Alexander, Darius III, and Leonidas were annihilated by Shuo Yue not long ago. Zhuge Kongming took the initiative to surrender to the enemy.

Not a single one of the six servants was retained.

Nowadays, in the huge United Roman Empire, there are not even a handful of people who can be called servants. In Shuoyue's opinion, this is a good time for a single soldier to break in.

You must know that Daqin Wuan is best at blitzkrieg!

A blood-red streak tore through the air, and the hastily rushing soldier was cut in half by Shuoyue's sword. He chased the gradually deepening magical aura, searching for the trace of the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail, that was why he chose to break into the capital of the United Empire.

The so-called servants, in the final analysis, are just familiars, or to put it bluntly, slaves, people who have no choice but to hand over the chains that bind them to their masters.

In Shuoyue's camp, both he and Zhuge Kongming were constrained by others.

Waver was summoned by the Holy Grail, so the ownership of the Holy Grail naturally belonged to the United Roman Empire. However, Shuoyue had forced Nero to such an extent that she had not even used her last Command Seal. He even suspected that Nero had learned some of the truth, so he was clinging to this last insurance measure.

If Shuoyue wants to completely get rid of the control of these two "Roma", besides killing their respective masters, there is only one way left - that is to obtain the Holy Grail.

With the Holy Grail, all problems will be solved. Shuoyue can also summon servants from it to fill the combat power gap in his own camp.

Thinking of this, Shuoyue did not stop moving. The blood gathered into a 40-meter-long sword and killed several soldiers who escaped 39 meters away. When he turned the corner, a man in a green coat appeared in front of Shuoyue with a fierce look on his face.

"You... actually invaded my territory, my intelligence room!"

"Shut up, you annoying guy!" He was responded with a merciless blade.

"Guuu!" The brown-haired man managed to turn over and jump away, but was hit hard in the abdomen right after that. He flew backwards like a rag bag and embedded in the wall. Dust fell down. The man managed to open his eyes, but saw Shuoyue waving a Guandao made of blood, murderous intent in his eyes, stomping on the ground and jumping towards him.

The blood mist swept and continued to spread, swallowing up everything around it. As the white-haired general moved forward, everything was torn to pieces by him.

Can't hide!

The brown-haired man was shocked at first, and then he became angry as if he was humiliated:

"Damn it, then let me show you how much my king loves me!"

A flash of light suddenly appeared, accompanied by a surge of evil magic power. A demon pillar with a red wriggling skin and red eyeballs rotating on its twisted body rose into the sky, and malice and magic power surged like a tsunami.

"I am Levrenol Flauros! One of the seventy-two demon gods! The demon god Flauros!"

Leif, who came with the Holy Grail, was the culprit who caused the creation of this singularity. He was also the Grand Bomber who caused the explosion of Chaldea and the sacrifice of Director Olga Marie.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka were present, he would inevitably lead his servants in a tough battle with him.

Unfortunately, the person standing in front of him was Shuoyue, who knew the Demon Pillar very well.

With a light shout, three blood-colored terracotta warriors emerged, withstanding the magic bombardment of the Demon Pillar and firmly imprisoning it. And directly opposite the Demon Pillar, Shuoyue held a blood-colored spear, and the tip of the spear stretched out, tearing the powerful light cannon from the center, and then pierced the center of the Demon Pillar without slowing down!

The Demon Pillar will not trust humans, so the Holy Grail must be kept by Leif himself, which means it is here!

Under Leif's astonished gaze, Shuoyue easily found the bull's eye, and the spear burst out with crazy blood light, engulfing the surrounding flesh and blood tissue, and digging out the golden cup hidden in it.

"I will accept your Holy Grail!"

“What… how did you know that!” Facing the New Moon holding the Holy Grail in his hand, Leif, who had transformed into the Demon Pillar, was extremely angry. “Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! Intelligence room, open the court, dig back into the past, shoot down the future, “Incineration Type·Flauros”!!!”

Under the torrent of magic power comparable to that released by a treasure against a city, the three blood-colored terracotta warriors shattered and merged into Shuoyue's body, forming a thick crystalline cocoon that resisted the final counterattack of the Demon Pillar.

Without waiting for Leif's attack to end, Shuoyue, who was standing in the crystal with the Holy Grail in his hand, calmly waved his hand. Blood gushed out from under his feet and turned into a flying boat floating downstream, quickly evacuating out of the palace.

Although he didn't know why the God-Ancestor Romulus didn't stop him, if he didn't run now, when would he run?

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

“Roar——” The ground shattered, and a dragon head with only a skeleton left crawled out from the bottom of the abyss, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a wave of light of destruction, covering the fleeing Shuoyue.

Under the double attack, the blood-colored crystal could not hold on and shattered instantly.

"Tsk!" The flying crystal fragments reflected the flowing light, and a figure emerged from the light. He rolled on the ground for a few times and bounced up again, assuming a fighting posture. However, the left half of the man's body was charred, and the place burned by the light cannon was still emitting green smoke.

But with EX level endurance, Shuoyue didn't suffer much damage.

Amid the deafening roar, the Demon Pillar roared angrily and ran towards him slowly, but Shuoyue completely ignored the embarrassing Leif and just stared at the sky.

Black mud fell from the golden cup, and the spectacle like a waterfall blocked the white-haired general's way, burning everything, filling everything, and stinging everyone's eyes. Behind the deep black curtain, a petite figure wearing a crown held the Holy Grail and sneered silently.

beast)……"

The big boss behind the scenes who escaped from his imaginary shadow and stirred up trouble in this singularity has now taken the initiative to step forward and wants to kill Shuoyue here!

Without giving him the chance to recover with the help of the Holy Grail, the figure floating in the air slightly hooked her hand, and her followers roared and soared into the sky, gathering the destructive light in their mouths again. At the same time, their thick and powerful tails tore through the air and lashed towards Shuoyue.

Shuoyue roared, his whole body covered with a layer of blood-colored crystals. He jumped high, crossed his arms, and rushed into the sky with the help of the power of the beast's tail. The spear in his hand stabbed forward and pierced through the ferocious beast's head. Then a blood-colored barrier appeared in the air. He took a step forward, used the force to change direction, and held up the condensed long stick in his hand, and attacked the floating black figure like a cannonball!

Monster, take this stick from me!

The arc-shaped sweep exploded, and even the air made an explosive sound, spreading in all directions. The porcelain vases in the palace shattered one after another, and the walls trembled and cracked.

What created this noise was a blood-red spear and a slender and delicate hand.

Shuoyue's eyes widened, and then he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

“Woo-hoo!”

It was as if the scene was being repeated. The white-haired man flew backwards and was stuck in the wall like a dart. When he recovered from the dizziness, he saw a tentacle emerging from the ground, and its sharp tip stabbed towards him!

Blood-colored crystals gathered together layer by layer, but not for defense. Shuoyue's arm muscles exploded with blood. Holding a ten-meter heavy hammer in his hand, he used the force to twist his body and smash the wall!

With a loud "bang", it was as if a colorful silk shop had opened, and red, black, and purple all burst out from the inside of the tentacles.

The tentacles let out a dying cry, and this time they completely stirred up a hornet's nest. The earth's plates were completely shattered. Tentacles and animal heads emerged from the ground one after another, turning into heavy hammers and smashing towards Shuoyue, trying to smash it into a meat paste with pure weight and force!

"Haha, die for me, "Incineration Type Flauros"!" Leif, who finally arrived, naturally would not miss the opportunity to beat the man who was down. His magic power condensed instantly, and he sprayed a torrent of magic power towards the man who had no support in mid-air.

Is this the end of it...?

Like an eagle falling with broken wings, Shuoyue looked around and couldn't help but sigh. He took a deep look at the sneering beast shadow in the distance, and then his body broke apart on its own initiative.

"Boom!!!" Amidst the loud noise like thunder, the beast heads collided with each other. While they were dizzy, they were hit by the full force of the Demon Pillar, burning their skin and flesh. They howled in pain and anger, and cast angry eyes on the lonely Demon Pillar, gnashing their teeth and sucking blood, eager to try.

Leif seemed to sense the crisis and took a few steps back stiffly. However, the beast in the sky did not pay attention to the conflicts among his followers, but stared at somewhere in the void.

When the smoke cleared, where was that man still there?

[Successfully returned to the original world line, please re-enter the singularity within three days! ]

Chapter 281 Another Dream and the Holy Grail Wish

Blood, bloody sky, as if someone had peeled off the clear skin and tore the sky into a bloody wound.

The sound of flesh and bones being crushed echoed, like an aria of doom, crazy and disorderly. Thick water vapor and splashing blood gathered into a sticky fog, and scarlet moisture rose from a huge deep pit and adhered to people's faces, like a creeping human skin mask.

Thunder roared across the gloomy sky.

The heavy rain gathered in an instant and fell towards the earth. She subconsciously spread out her palms to catch the falling raindrops.

The dazzling red stung her eyes.

The hurricane howled and roared.

Her perspective rose uncontrollably, and when the man standing beside her came into view, she held her breath in disbelief.

A head of white hair looks so lonely and desolate under the blood light.

Further away from where the line of sight reached, soldiers in Hu clothing had their necks torn by sharp blades, blood spurting out from the severed parts, and their bodies twitched a few times before they stopped moving. The executioner turned numbly and walked towards the next target, while the orderly dragged Shang Wen's body and threw it into a mass grave.

What similar people, what similar pictures.

"This is your sin." In the panic that gripped her heart, she heard her own voice. The voice seemed to come from the abyss, with dead calm and hysterical madness.

"For you, all this is worth it."

The general in black Qin armor turned around and responded calmly. Although the face was covered by mist, it was so familiar to her that her chest ached.

"Blood debt must be paid with blood. No matter how violent the thunder strikes, I will not die a good death. I will bear the responsibility."

In the distance, there was the roar of thunder god and the flapping of black bird wings, shattering the wronged souls that emerged, but the crying of the dead never stopped. The bloody rain poured down, not falling on the white-haired general, but soaking her red dress.