Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

However, the one who received this string of spear strikes that was as sharp as a stone wall was the Dutch 'Dragon Slayer Siegfried'. His swordsmanship had reached an inhuman level, and he used the slight loss of time to gradually close the distance.

However, a swordsman cannot take it for granted that he can defend against the spear's stabs just because he is excellent. It is impossible for him to completely withstand the continuous attacks of the spear that have entered the divine realm with just skills.

Even so, Hei calmly shortened the distance. It was an extremely reckless act that even those who should have known his legend wanted to stop him.

Only by daring to sacrifice can one succeed... It is too simple to say it. However, it is extremely difficult to put it into practice, and most people are deeply trapped in the quagmire of death.

Hei took a step forward, using minimal movement to manipulate the greatsword, barely blocking the long spear's continuous attack. But since he was moving forward, he couldn't keep up with the speed of the long spear. Several times the thrusts hit the vital points, cutting the artery and piercing the eyebrows - it should have been like this.

! ? "

Witnessing that strange sight, Hong immediately stepped back, distanced herself from him, and glanced at Kuro with a look that seemed to freeze him.

"The wound is so shallow."

It wasn't just one shot, but seventy-eight times the gunshots hit Hei. Every shot hit the vital part without any deviation. Whatever he thought, he took a calm stance.

It's not that he wasn't injured. But the wound was ridiculously shallow. With the power of Karna's spear, it wouldn't be surprising if his arm was shattered and his eyes were gouged out. But Gold's healing magic immediately blocked Kuro's wound, which showed that Siegfried's wound was so shallow that he could even regenerate immediately.

How is it possible? If all those consecutive attacks were blocked, it would be unbelievable but theoretically it would make sense. However, it is impossible that he only suffered this much damage after being hit directly...

This is both an impossible event and a real phenomenon. So, there must be a reason. He is either blessed by God like his own camp, or he has gone through a lot of hardships, or else——

Ah, I see. I understand."

A long-lost feeling of exaltation surged in my chest. This Hei was indeed very similar to 'him'.

...Undoubtedly, when it comes to astonishment, Hei is no exception. His illegal-level ability, the Dragon Blood Armor, reproduces the legend of the heroic spirit Siegfried who bathed in dragon blood, and can invalidate attacks below B rank.

In other words, if the Noble Phantasm is not fully activated and the gun is used as a simple weapon, it is impossible to hurt it.

However, all the seventy-eight consecutive attacks left him injured. Although the injuries were minor and could be recovered immediately with just healing magic, this fact was enough to make the Heroic Spirit Siegfried shudder.

That is to say, Hong's spear has physical attack power equivalent to A-rank. Needless to say, the spear itself must be a very rare item. But it is impossible to release a blow that can penetrate the dragon armor with just these. This is a destructive power that can only be produced by amazing physical strength and excellent skills.

Fantastic.

He didn't show it on the outside, but he felt joy in his heart. He had never even had the experience of fighting such a hero in his lifetime. Since defeating the evil dragon that destroyed thousands of villages, he had created countless legends with his immortal body - but the feeling of passing the death line that seemed to consume his soul was no longer there.

No attack could work on him, and Siegfried simply slaughtered the enemies with ease - this was not a battle, it felt more like homework.

But this battle awakened Siegfried's long-lost passion.

Even when they were thinking, their fight did not stop. The achievements of both sides were entangled like a spiral, and they were fleeting like sparks. The two who stood at the top of sword skills and spear skills competed for supremacy.

In terms of technical excellence, Red has a slight advantage. In terms of physical toughness, Black is even better. Having said that, in terms of overall strength, the two sides are almost equal. If they relax for even a moment, they will be pierced through the heart and beheaded.

The magic sword Balmung kept chasing the white-haired spearman, and the indestructible blade of the magic spear destroyed Siegfried's blood armor again and again. The two fought on the plains, and the fire waves and magic energy destroyed the place into a pan; the two fought in the mountains, using their bodies to fight against the enemy's weapons, and countless mountains along the way wailed and turned into dust.

Sparks illuminated the two people's cold eyes. The dawn sun jumped out of the horizon. Under the morning light, two tiny figures covered the earth. Even the world trembled because of their fierce battle.

The darkness was dispelled, and Karna, pale-faced and wearing golden armor, was kicked high into the sky. Looking at the top dragon slayer coming with a sword drawn, he opened his mouth slightly, as if in amazement, or as if taking a deep breath.

The next moment, scarlet sun flames descended from the sky!

It was the ultimate heat and color, the wrath of the sun, the authority of the sun! The light bullets poured down like a waterfall, and Siegfried only had time to draw his sword before he was knocked to the ground, enveloped in the destruction of the violent explosion!

The earth was shaking, and the destruction was spreading like an earthquake, but the Dutch dragon slayer was still standing, but the place where he stood had sunk a full inch. If you look from above, Karna's blow left a sun-shaped mark in the wilderness with a radius of 100 meters!

Such a terrifying son of the sun, such a majestic dragon slayer!

After unleashing this attack, Red landed lightly on the ground, his scarlet cape burning like an unquenchable flame.

Standing in front of him was the Black One with silver hair and silver armor, and a sky-blue demonic aura wrapped around him.

"The magic spear that can penetrate my dragon armor, your skills, your legend, your suffering..."

The excitement of the fight made Siegfried forget the Master's prohibition. He wiped the blood from his face and uttered a voice as steady as his appearance.

“I have great respect for both.”

In the eternal flames, the man with red shadows in the corners of his eyes raised his eyes and snorted sharply, as if with a smile.

"Well……"

Gold watched the fight between Black and Red with gnashing teeth. He couldn't find an opportunity to perform magic. It seemed that the opponent wasn't here either.

But what he was most dissatisfied with was that Hei could not win. The dragon slayer Siegfried was undoubtedly the strongest. He was a great hero who was not afraid of any attack below B level.

Who knew that it was still not possible to completely defend against Hong's attack. As expected, I still had to accept her assistance for now.

"Please help us! That Karna is also your enemy!"

"Ah..." Upon hearing the voice, the Arbiter withdrew his gaze from somewhere outside the battlefield. After a brief moment of daze, he regained his solemn attitude.

"I just said it before, I can't interfere with their fight."

The suggestion was rejected again, and Gold became more and more anxious, because he knew that not only the few people present, but also Danik and others should be watching this scene.

The two were clearly fighting, but he neither issued any orders nor used magical support - in the eyes of others, does this mean that Erd Mujik Yugdomirenia is extremely unqualified as a Master?

What’s even more infuriating is that he didn’t find the red side’s Master, which means that he couldn’t even prove himself!

The feeling of being left aside evoked the long-lost shame and guilt in Gold's heart, and this feeling was leading him towards an unknown direction.

——I have to do something.

——I must have the power to do something.

——Yes, that kind of power is in your hands.

Gold looked at the back of his right hand. There, there was indeed proof of his status as a Master. The bond between Master and Servant engraved with a huge amount of magic power... the Command Seal.

That's right. As long as you use this Command Spell, you can easily control that Servant. That Black is not a hero, in the end he is just a puppet, this point must not be forgotten.

So, taking advantage of the gap between Karna and Siegfried's conversation, Gold gritted his teeth and raised the Command Seal.

Right now, taking advantage of the brief moment when the enemy lets down their guard, I will release my Noble Phantasm, defeat them in one fell swoop, and win my first victory.

"Wait a minute, Lord Gold, you can't do that!"

The delicate cry exploded in his ears, and Gold trembled all over. He came out of his trance and stumbled back a few steps, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Beside him, Lingxia, the Sixth Director who had rushed over, cast a concerned look at him, but this time, Gold did not respond to her. Instead, he covered his chest and regained his senses.

Just a little bit, just a little bit... He was going to waste a Command Seal here!

Siegfried's Noble Phantasm does not have an armor-piercing effect, which means that if Karna focuses on defense, it will be useless even if he releases the Noble Phantasm in an instant!

"Thank you for your reminder."

"It's okay, but I think it's time to retreat."

Sixth Director Lingxia turned her head and looked at the two black robes rising into the sky from the forest and falling towards this side, and nodded slightly.

"After all, it's almost dawn."

That's right, several hours had passed since the battle began - not only the two who were fighting passionately, but even the people watching the battle couldn't help but forget the time.

The morning light has filled the sky, and the night of fighting is about to pass.

However, it was not Karna and Siegfried who had already stopped fighting that brought the battle to an end, but the two who fell like meteors and entangled with each other again!

I strongly recommend everyone to watch the plot in the FA animation. In my opinion, it is the most comfortable fight besides the final battle between Sieg and Karna.

Chapter 412: The End of the Contact War

Chapter 413: The End of the Contact War

A wind blows from the devastated land.

The dormant air currents began to surge wildly and gathered in one place in the sky. Wind is flowing air. In faraway places, it is a gentle breeze, barely noticeable. But as it gets closer, the wind begins to speed up, like a flowing stream, and finally turns into a raging river.

When everyone looked back with emotion, they saw the green mist gathering from the sky, condensing into a solidified army of thousands of horses.

"This is..." Siegfried stood with his sword, unmoved in the gathering gale, while in front of him, Karna continued his words thoughtfully.

It’s a treasure!”

There is no doubt that someone has released a treasure in another battle!

The question is, who released the treasure? And who will be attacked by such a huge wind?

Both the servants and the masters held their breath and looked up. In the almost frozen space, they saw a man in black robe in mid-air holding a spear whose figure could not be seen clearly. He pointed forward with a fist gun in the distance.

charge!

As if an invisible decree had been issued, the hurricane roared out of the cage, and the strong wind seemed to have transformed into a huge whale, transformed into thousands of soldiers in armor, cavalry, and swords and spears, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds, and smashing down with a momentum that shook the earth and mountains!

“The wind…”

The deadly murderous intent was within reach. The young man's hood was blown off, his white hair was messy, but his rainbow blue eyes were blurred, as if he had caught a glimpse of the phantom of the past.

There once was a god of death who rode thousands of troops and galloped freely in the exotic land of the Mediterranean.

Even if it is only for a moment, the passion and grandeur still echo in the young man's heart.

Compared with that time, the current storm is nothing but a rootless duckweed.

! ”

Most of the magic power in the body was drained away, and the spiral arrow fell into his palm, attached with iron and fire, and melted into a rainbow magic bullet.

Loading the gun, the young man's robe swayed wildly, but he pulled the trigger steadily while falling.

"boom!"

It was the sound of gunfire that covered all the strong winds. The magic bullets containing the power to destroy mountains moved along the dead line, cutting the storm cleanly and neatly.

The magic power collided with the magic power and exploded. Nothing existed anymore. Whether it was the wind, the bullet, or the darkness shrouding the world, they all disappeared in the collision between the spiral sword and the wind king's barrier.

Only the colorful rainbow light became the last track in the clear sky.

"This... this is..." Gold felt his lips dry. Compared to the extremely dangerous hand-to-hand combat between Karna and Siegfried, the battle between the Noble Phantasms of Shuoyue and Altria was even more superior in terms of sound, light and electricity effects.

Not only him, but even the masters who were monitoring the place with the help of spells were stunned and had a new understanding of the strength of these two people.

"Sure enough, this is the assassin who defeated me." Flanders III's face was calm, but the veins on his palm that was holding the throne were bulging.

As a king, he would not deny his failure, but looking at Black who was holding the red magic spear and fighting him without losing, he felt relieved.

"However, my compatriots are no worse than him."

"Great, so strong..." Coles looked at the servants who were fighting fiercely and affecting an area of ​​a hundred miles. He swallowed subconsciously and glanced at those around him.

Fran, wearing a pure white wedding dress, turned her head silently, ignoring his expectant look.

"Chiron, is this the opponent we are going to face?" Fiore looked at the mess on the ground with a pale face.

The Centaur Sage did not speak. He quietly held Fiore's hand, conveying warmth and strength.

"Teacher, can puppets have the same power as them?" Roger looked up at his revered teacher with pure and enthusiastic eyes.

Without hesitation, Avisbronn gave his answer: "It can be done... No, it can definitely be done, if it is that."

Amidst the harmonious atmosphere, only one group remained silent. Astolfo looked at Serenike, whose face was almost distorted, and covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

In his single-minded mind, there was a lingering doubt.

Why does the Master not look angry, but more like... fear?

The black magician, Serenika, what is she afraid of?

The battles between Servants have gone beyond the Masters' imagination, but in the eyes of the Servants, although surprising, they are not unattainable.

However, the time for this stage has come to an end, and it is time to close.

Karna and Siegfried had already separated, and after breaking the Wind King's barrier, Shuoyue also landed lightly and stood side by side with Karna.

Artoria adjusted her hood with her left hand to make sure her face was hidden, then slowly stepped back, also on high alert with Siegfried.

"If this continues, we will have to fight until the sun rises completely... I don't mind, but your Master seems to be fed up."

Karna spoke slowly, Siegfried glanced sideways at the sweaty Gold, exchanged glances with Altria beside him, ended his fighting stance, and stood up.

"I hope I can fight with you to my heart's content next time."

"Well, Black, I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for the chance to fight against you in my first battle."

This was Hong's praise without exaggeration. It contained the bond of a warrior.

"I hope it is my sword and my gun that will defeat you." This dream is just like that of an innocent boy.

Bathed in the morning light, the Son of the Sun God looked normal, his body gradually turning into a spirit. Beside him, Shuoyue, who did not hide his face, chuckled softly and made a pistol gesture to Gold, the anchor point of the monitoring spell on his body, his lips moving in a silent provocation.