Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"Well done,!"

The Grand Duke of Wallachia stood on the top of the city wall, watching the destruction in the distance rushing towards the sky courtyard at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pleasure on his face was difficult to conceal, and his trust in Artoria increased rapidly.

Heroes on the red side, you see, this is my powerful arm, it is our black side’s counterattack!

Even if the gladiators rebel, we can stop them safely!

That is to say, the Grand Duke does not understand modern jokes, otherwise he would have shouted that sentence:

How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face!

The excited Black team did not notice that Lingxia, the sixth director standing silently at the back, was smiling faintly.

Everything is going as Mr. Shuoyue expected.

Chapter 476 Sun Disk, the new moon that obeys death and takes action

Compared with the extremely happy Black Party, the Red Party in the courtyard looked gloomy.

Especially Amakusa, who was in charge. Although he looked calm, the empress could feel the anxiety conveyed by his clenched fists.

Unleashing Red's power on this battlefield and letting Black suffer the consequences - this plan was drawn up by Amakusa alone. He carefully analyzed Black's lineup, Heroic Spirits, and Noble Phantasms, and only chose this seemingly risky action after confirming that there was no risk.

And his decision was almost a great success - Spartacus could not reach the courtyard in the sky, and could only rage helplessly on the battlefield. He was restrained by several heroes in succession, and his life was constantly wasted. After the Empress added the final fuel to the fire, he had no choice but to self-destruct. His self-destruction would cause an unimaginable blow to the black side's defense line, and the red side could also use this opportunity to break into the black side's hinterland and seize the Holy Grail that symbolizes victory...

But all this was reversed by Black.

Even if he couldn't see Kuro's real name like Sakutsuki, how could Amakusa not recognize the Noble Phantasm she released?

"King Arthur, an idyllic place of isolation..."

The replica of the cloak projected by Shuoyue was lifted up in the shock wave, and Artoria's beautiful face was reflected in the image. While the red servants were marveling at King Arthur's identity and gender, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on those present. Another person, a girl whose real name was revealed in Sighisoara.

Red, Mordred.

The rebellious knight, the culprit responsible for the destruction of Britain.

So how did such a beautiful beauty like King Arthur give birth to a son...a daughter? Could it be that Guinevere is male? But in this case, Lancelot is...

Wow, I'm inexplicably excited.

Everyone is fond of gossip, especially the well-known legend of King Arthur. Even Karna raised his eyes slightly, curious about what kind of chaos the British noble circle could become in addition to the complicated relationships in his own family.

Lion Jie called out in a low voice. Since he was also on the battlefield, he was also indiscriminately transported here by the Empress. However, he did not feel at ease. The Empress occasionally glanced at him as if she was looking at a piece of bread, which clearly showed that she had bad intentions.

Not to mention that big bomb from Spartacus is approaching here.

Mordred did not respond to the Master's call. She stared silently at the familiar father in the picture, lost in thought for a long time.

Have you brought the holy spear, the holy sword, and the scabbard with you now?

If Artoria still held the scabbard, Mordred would not have launched a rebellion under any circumstances, and there must be a limit to seeking death.

So...she is destined to be unable to defeat her father in this Holy Grail War.

After realizing this, the girl's posture collapsed for a moment, but she quickly straightened her back and stared at Altria's serious face with her bright eyes. There was an unyielding flame burning in her lion-like green eyes.

When the holy sword was pressed against her throat, she was considered dead - it was just death, there was nothing to be afraid of! In comparison, she wanted to know why Artoria let her go!

Her intuition seemed to have some feedback. Although it was vague, it inexplicably made Mordred excited, as if her father's act of letting her go contained some extremely precious answer.

I must see my father again and ask her clearly!

"Ahem, I don't think now is the time for idle chat." The empress was speechless about these big-hearted heroes. They were typical examples of selling their father's land without feeling any pain. They relied on their ability to transform into spirits to evade attacks and did not take Spartacus' self-explosion seriously at all.

She worked overtime day and night to build such a big thing. If it was gone on the day it was completed, she might as well jump off the courtyard first!

"Anyway, can anyone stop Spartacus' attack?"

After all, he was the leader of the red side, so he still had to give face, so the heroes of the red side looked at each other and were finally willing to communicate.

"Can't be saved." By Shakespeare.

"It's hopeless." By Atalanta.

"Wait to die." By Mordred.

"Hey, you guys!"

The three consecutive attacks almost pissed off the empress to death. She stared at the three guys hatefully, while Sabita Miao and Xiao Mo also looked back at them with innocent eyes.

What, what kind of defense do you expect from a writer who is powerless/an archer who only knows how to tell stories/a swordsman whose precious phantom was stolen from his father’s treasury?

It’s better to believe that Mao eats three meals a day!

Before Semiramis was angry, Amakusa finally gathered his mood and looked at the other three servants: "What about you, what can you do?"

Shuo Yue shook her head decisively. Achilles hesitated for a moment and also expressed his helplessness: "Although I have a shield... it is more than enough to protect myself, but there is nothing I can do to protect such a large courtyard."

The hero disdained to lie, so everyone crossed out Shuo Yue and Achilles, and the last hope fell on the charity hero, Karna, the TOP 1 combat power on the red side.

Gala Ameng, save us!

Little Sun lived up to expectations and made a decision after pondering for a moment.

"As long as you can withstand Spartacus's attack, it's okay even if you don't have to defend yourself, right?"

"What you mean is—" Amakusa certainly knew what Karna meant, and he said in a deep voice, "Have you made up your mind?"

"This is the only way to protect this place."

Although everyone could not understand the riddle between the two, they also understood that Karna had taken over the problem, so they all breathed a sigh of relief and went to prepare according to Amakusa's instructions.

Only the empress and Shakespeare still stayed in the royal palace.

, now that it’s just you and me, I want to ask you a question first.”

"Ah, I also want to ask something clearly. So please ask me first, Your Majesty the Empress."

"What on earth are you planning?"

The empress maintained her charming smile, but her eyes revealed a cold emotion as she stared at Shakespeare, just like a snake that has set its sights on its prey.

Then, facing such a look, he did not break out in a cold sweat, but simply responded with a puzzled expression. He also possessed extraordinary courage. Although he had no weapons and even no magic, he still used his eloquent tongue.

"It's nothing. As I said before, I just want to watch over the Master's illusory and grand dream."

Get the Holy Grail and save the world.

The best writers in history have looked with a gaze sharper than a gun at the saints who attempt to take on the evils of the world.

"Hmph, you are indeed such a person, storyteller. His dream is indeed as fragile as a glass work and far away. There are countless hardships and obstacles on the road, and even whether he can overcome these hardships is an unknown. But - suppose our Master overcomes all the hardships and finally reaches his goal..."

That can only be called a miracle. The dream Amakusa told them was a topic that ordinary people would laugh at as funny, and only abnormal people would discuss it seriously.

"The role you played will no longer exist in this world."

"This is not just me, but you, no, all the heroic spirits are the same!"

However, the empress shook her head and rejected Shakespeare's words.

"I'm different. I have my own role. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to his plan."

"I see, is that so? Well, it is true that once the Master's dream comes true, there will be no need to write stories in this world anymore. But - the process of developing to that point is an outstanding story. It is simply a masterpiece that cannot be achieved even if countless typewriters are assigned to countless monkeys. It is unprecedented and will never be repeated! If I can write such a work, I will naturally have no regrets."

That sounds plausible.”

Perhaps it was because Shakespeare's expression was too strong that Semiramis frowned, but her expression of doubt did not change. In fact, her doubts were caused by the fact that Shakespeare let Spartacus go.

If Amakusa's plan goes smoothly, this man might deliberately create some suffering... No, or he has already started to prepare.

, how are the Masters doing?"

The Master's words were transmitted along the causal line, and Semiramis immediately gave a reply: "If nothing unexpected happens, we can control them again tonight."

Although for unknown reasons, a master suddenly broke free from the poison's control, Semiramis was the empress after all, and it only took more than a day to take control of the situation - from the accident to the present, the red side's servants But they were all kept in the dark.

However, is everything really as the empress wants?

The wriggling shadow... at least it lurks among the kings. Some beings in the empress's absolute control don't think so. After Semiramis responded, she seemed to have received the same order and wandered in a certain direction.

"Are you here, Shuo Yue? I can feel your presence."

The empress suddenly spoke. After a moment of silence in the huge king room, the light and shadow in the corner flowed. The assassin took off Hades' cloak and calmly looked at Semiramis who was at the top:

"what's up?"

"I know you have many secrets, but the current situation does not allow you to disguise yourself." The empress tapped the back of the chair and said meaningfully, "When Spartacus's attack is over, I need you to do one thing..."

While Shuoyue and the Empress were plotting between the King and the Emperor, Karna had already arrived at the front of the courtyard. It was as if he was close to the sun. The destructive heat dried up the stream in the courtyard, and even the flowers and plants were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Sun Disc Armor offset most of the impact, but it still blew up Karna's white hair. He looked at the deformed piece of flesh that was coming towards them little by little, almost ready to explode, with a calm look in his eyes, without any sorrow, sadness or joy.

Even the great hero Karna did not hold a gun from the beginning.

He was originally a chariot driver, a bowman, and an archer - he won people's admiration as a warrior with both skills and characteristics. Of course, this does not mean that he did not know how to use a gun and a sword.

So, why was Karna summoned to this class?

... Before the final battle with the five Pandava brothers, that is, with Arjuna, a Brahmin monk visited Karna, who had become the commander-in-chief of the Duryodhana army at that time.

Then the monk asked Karna for the golden armor while he was bathing.

There is no need for monks to use gold armor. However, while taking a bath, Karna had already made a vow that whatever the monk wanted, he would definitely give it to him.

Knowing this oath, the great god Indra, who incarnated as a Brahmin monk, asked Karna for a golden armor. After all, the five Pandavas were essentially his sons. Indra, who was very aware of Karna's power, did not want to see Arjuna die by his hands.

As a result, the hero Karna, who also knew all this beforehand, immediately peeled off the golden armor fused to his body and gave it to Indra.

Indra witnessed his noble actions and couldn't help feeling deeply ashamed of his actions, so he dedicated a gun to him.

At the cost of the golden armor, Karna received the strongest spear that is said to be capable of killing even gods.

It is precisely because of his possession of this gun that Karna is considered the strongest spearman in this war.

And now, now that gun is finally going to reveal its true colors.

"What……!?"

Achilles, who was watching out of curiosity, was horrified. Not far away, Atalanta and Mordred also had their hairs on their hair and raised their heads in disbelief.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the 'Eternal Blade' disappeared. At the same time, Karna's immortal body - the armor like the golden sun wheel peeled off the emaciated man one by one.

Blood seeped out from inside, and the pain he suffered could be vaguely seen from Karna's expression. However, what attracted everyone's attention more than that was the gun in his hand that looked brand new.

The divine and gorgeous appearance makes people feel that the top-level Noble Phantasm "Blade of Immortality" he just used is like a toy.

Perhaps only by forging it with the roar of lightning and tempering it with the might of thousands of gods can such a divine object be created - the majesty of that gun will naturally make people sigh in this way.

"The God-killing Spear that I got at the cost of my golden armor..." Before he knew it, Shuoyue had already stood beside Atalanta. He stared at Karna holding the divine spear, not disguising his envy and fighting spirit in his tone. "This is the reason why Karna wanted to reach the pinnacle. This is his most powerful weapon."

The flames dancing like red lotus lit up Shuoyue's eyes. He looked at Karna, who was surrounded by flames and looked like a god. He couldn't help licking his dry lips. The golden orb on his chest was also beating with electric light.

As a warrior, who wouldn't want to fight Karna, who has the strongest spear?

But as a person, he was first a strategist who would do anything to win, and then a fighter who advocated struggle.

So - although it is regrettable, please use this meaningless shot, Karna.

Sacrifice for Lan Fang's righteousness, give up your immortality for my victory.

If there is a chance in the future, I will put down everything and enjoy your supreme blow——

Under the gaze of the new moon, the son of Surya, the hero of charity, finally took a step forward, speaking the true name of the treasure:

"Understand the mercy of the King of Gods."

"Destruction, stab here."

"Indra, watch carefully."

The supreme treasure that transcends the limits blooms with splendid brilliance here!

"Burn completely - Sun disk, submit to death!"

As Karna stepped forward and stabbed with the divine spear, two huge energies collided, and the space was like a mad storm, which could be felt even from a distance. Facing Hong's desperate attack, Karna had an overwhelming advantage. Although the gladiator resisted with all his life, his brilliance still could not touch the noble Hong.

Feeling unwilling? But this is a natural right that a hero has. They are desperately trying to survive and etching their names in history. Whether it is the power granted by God or the power gained through practice, their trajectory cannot be imitated by anyone, and cannot be surpassed by anyone.

Therefore, at the cost of Karna giving up his golden armor, the crisis on the red side was resolved!

"That means it's my turn, right?"

Shuoyue muttered, recalling the conversation between the empress and him, and also stepped forward, passing Karna, looking towards the distant black base.

The Romanian fortress, like a dormant giant beast, warily looked at the black robe above the courtyard.