Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

Shuo Yue, on the other hand, closed her eyes under the doubtful gazes of others.

The electric ball on the chest absorbed the magic power left after the wave and converted it into Shuoyue's. The assassin closed his eyes and recalled the long-lost records obtained by connecting with the main body.

Then, a pixel-like light group appeared in his hand, and the projection unfolded——

Casting begins!

Chapter 477 Hell Scythe, Dust Saw and the Exposed Great Holy Grail

“Is it over…?

After seeing the aura filling the sky colliding with the hero's self-destruction, and both being annihilated, Black felt a pity that Red's aerial garden was unscathed, but he couldn't help but feel a little lucky in his heart.

Spartacus's Noble Phantasm exploded, and they couldn't catch it.

They were also unable to cope with Karna's strongest attack.

Now the enemy's two major trump cards have canceled each other out, which is undoubtedly great news for Black.

"I still have to thank you." As if he could feel the red team beating its chest and stamping its feet, Vlad III no longer had to suppress his emotions and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, "It seems that in this all-out battle, we, the black team, have the upper hand--"

"No, it's not over yet, Grand Duke!"

Chiron spoke hastily, interrupting Vlad III's malicious words: "Someone has replaced Red's position in the courtyard... It's New Moon!"

New moon.

This name seemed to have magic power, tightly strangling Vlad III's throat, making other servants and masters vigilant, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He severely injured Vlad III, forcing Danic to waste two Command Seals; he forcibly bound Astolfo's Master Contract to the android; he single-handedly restrained the two black servants on the battlefield, and even found an opportunity to kill Frankenstein and gain her power...

If there was a ranking list of Black's hatred towards Red's servants, Shuoyue would definitely be at the top and firmly on the throne.

When both sides called for gold and retreated their troops, and the turmoil subsided, what did he want to do when he showed up? !

Before Black could get suspicious, the vision in the sky told them the answer.

The stars shine, but the sun is not visible.

This world seems to be eternally quiet.

The earth was shaking, and countless dust particles were silently raised, reflecting the green of nature and dancing silently in the dark night.

Is that the sky, or is it the horizon reflecting the earth?

It wasn't until the dark clouds were broken by the mountains that the people on both sides of the black and red saw the full picture of the divine sword and were amazed by it.

The mountains turned into the outline of the sword, and even if it was a mountain, it could cut through thousands of mountains. It seemed like a treasure made by Mother Earth Gaia herself. The emerald gem was surrounded by a mud-like shell, so regular and yet so terrifying.

Its name is the Dust Saw, the weapon held by the god of war in Mesopotamian mythology - a verdant horizon that cuts through a thousand mountains!

The flash of the emerald sword, powerful enough to cut through thousands of mountains, was pressing towards the black side's city wall. Its momentum was so great that it seemed like the end of the world had come!

"Quick, block this blow!"

Chiron spoke urgently, his eyes instantly bloodshot, the backlash from watching the brilliant divine aura wrapped around the sword with his clairvoyance, "The sword has the concept of cutting off, once it hits, all barriers and defenses will be destroyed!"

Although he was the first to see the crisis, he had no choice but to possess only the Anti-Human Noble Phantasm, which was unable to stop such a massive blow. He could only place his hope on other servants.

, and the Grand Duke, please!"

Arturia was still in the middle of the battlefield and had no time to rush back, so Vlad III and Siegfried looked at each other and began to liberate the true name of the Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

"The King of Capital Punishment——"

"Fantasy Great Sword: Heavenly Demon Lost——Ugh!"

The silver-haired dragon slayer's expression changed, and he suddenly stopped releasing his treasure. He stretched out his hands to capture Colles and Fiore beside him, and rolled down the city wall.

Boom!

The golden thunderbolt, as thick as a bucket, broke through the dark clouds, split into four in mid-air, and penetrated directly through the countless barriers of Milenia Fortress. It struck like a whip from the gods, and its target was the four black players present. A master!

“Ouch, that was close!”

Astolfo reacted very quickly, and handed the magic book forward to block the attack for Siegfried; Avisbron snapped his fingers as expected, and the puppet rose up, protecting the master Roger at the cost of being shattered to pieces. If Siegfried had not reacted quickly, Fiore and Corless would probably have been doomed.

"Thank you so much."

Fiore and Cowles survived the disaster and thanked Siegfried happily. After Fei Ge nodded in greeting, he looked back at the giant sword in the sky with solemn eyes.

Shuo Yue's delay took effect, and he had no time to release the Noble Phantasm, so he could only rely on the Grand Duke to stop this attack.

But facing the divine sword that holds the mountain and the sea, anyone can't help but doubt:

Can it be blocked?

"This is Yu's territory, Yu's family!" The Archduke of Wallachia waved his hand angrily, and thousands of pitch-black rafter piles emerged like soldiers, closely fitting together in mid-air, turning into several giant rafters that also stood tall against the sky and the ground. The rafter piles faced the falling divine sword from the sky without fear.

"You guys, Xiaoxiao, get out of here!"

When the giant rafters collided with the dust saw, the loud noise almost broke everyone's eardrums, and the smoke rose from afar, spreading slowly but quickly, accompanied by a strong wind. But the people on the black side had no time to marvel, they stared at the fighting field in the air, and could only hear the sound of their own heartbeats in a trance.

Click, click.

After all, the roughly combined rafter piles could not withstand the mass of the divine sword, and the sound of shattering continued. The 'giants' created by Vlad III were involuntarily kneeling, and the direction of their kneeling was towards the condescending red square garden.

For Vlad III, this was an unforgivable humiliation.

"Gu...uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

With his hair flying and veins bulging, and his exquisitely crafted robes almost broken by his muscles, Vlad III desperately stimulated the power of the King of Death, and a violent black storm appeared in the sky.

If the rafter piles are broken, throw away all the damaged ones and use new rafter piles to block the front line!

If the support is unstable, then fill the structure with more rafter piles, even if it is permanently squeezed and deformed!

At the same time, Vlad III squeezed out the remaining strength to create hundreds of rafters that madly hit the sword. For a moment, the rumbling sound was endless, and the roaring sound waves spread one after another. The mannequins in the fortress covered their ears in pain, even bleeding, and rolled around wailing in the sound like prehistoric beasts fighting.

But Vlad III abandoned elegance and used pure violence to be effective - the falling of the emerald green sword slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even stopped, and the divine light on his body dimmed.

"Then, I'll give it all back to you!"

Vlad III clenched his fists hard, and the black rafter giants shouted in unison, gripped the precious weapon tightly, and threw the sword into the red garden.

Clap!

That was not the sound of a sword hitting someone. Quite the opposite. The emerald green horizon that opened up thousands of mountains turned into spirit particles and dissipated in mid-air, while the 'God' on the horizon roared in anger.

I felt the billowing waves of air being ignited and the roaring sound of a hurricane.

Between the dark sky and the earth, behind the thick clouds, in the oppressive leaden gray darkness, a scorching red light suddenly emerged, igniting the darkness, stretching unbridled, upwards and forwards, outlining fiery remnants.

As if to ignite it all, the divine sword made of lava and pure fire poked out of the clouds.

The happy sneer on Vlad III's face froze; Chiron's eyes were filled with tears and he could not look straight; Siegfried subconsciously drew his sword, but the sixth director Lingxia reached out to stop him.

As if to ignite all of this, the Hell Scythe, the dawn horizon that burned the oceans, turned into outstretched devil wings, sprinkling overwhelming fire onto the suffering world!

This is the end of the sky and the sea, the furnace of chaos that melts everything. The endlessly beating is the purifying flame that burns everything to ashes. In front of this red sword flash, good and evil, good and evil, sky and sea, enemies, and hostile things will all be equally dissolved and disappeared in the dawn!

Under Hei Fang's dull and desperate eyes, the sword of Hell's Sickle hung down from the clouds, running between heaven and earth, representing the wrath of the gods.

All blockades and barriers were torn apart, and the Milenian Fortress was split into two. The exposed rocky land gradually shattered and scattered, exposing the inner side of the guardian!

And the golden cauldron of wish also revealed its true face!

Don't underestimate these two A-level divine treasures. You must know that Vlad III's King of Execution is only B-level, not to mention that the items Gilgamesh can keep in his treasury are all good ones.

Chapter 478: Too old, the empress stole the house!

After the New Moon projected a divine giant sword and destroyed the Mirenia Fortress, Semiramis immediately ordered the Sky Courtyard to move towards the Black Force's base.

"Well, I thought it would take some effort to destroy the fortress, but now it's much easier. After all, I thought I could only use the Noble Phantasm to solve it... I didn't expect that Shuo Yue was no less powerful than King Arthur."

Sitting on the lonely throne, the empress held her chin with her hand, a hint of fear hidden in her slightly narrowed eyes.

She could feel the great aura contained in the two giant swords. The concepts of "opening up" and "cutting off" attached to them were special attacks for any building.

The fortress of Myrenia is like this, and so is her sky courtyard, and it's even worse.

It was originally an illusion forcibly combined with magic. If it was struck by any one of the Hell Scythe Dust Saws, it would undoubtedly be exposed and degenerate into the most basic clod of earth and tree branches.

Fortunately he is not a member of Black...

Suppressing the joy in her heart, the empress raised her head and said to the retreating servants:

"Everyone has worked hard. It seems that your boiling blood has not calmed down yet - it's okay, just be patient for a while, we will fight again soon."

After hearing these words, Ta Miao withdrew her secret glance at Shuo Yue and asked in confusion:

"I don't mind this, but what are you going to do when you approach that fortress now? Are you going to kill the Master directly?"

"No need to ask - of course they must return the Great Holy Grail."

For a moment, all the servants present fell silent. Achilles and Atalanta looked at each other, even Karna, who looked pale. He also looked at the empress with a surprised expression.

"You said you want them to hand it back? No, then again...how do you want to hand it back?"

The Empress smiled and pointed to the floor:

"The reason why this sky courtyard floats in the air is entirely based on a concept called 'inversion'. Plants grow downward and water always flows from bottom to top."

The courtyard came to a halt above the fortress of Mirenia. If the residents of Tolifas also looked up and saw this night sky, what would they think of this huge courtyard that even blocked the moonlight? At least I can't maintain a normal mental state.

"Watch carefully, you ignorant magicians. This is the true realm of magic."

Semiramis let out a haughty laugh, spread her hands and released the technique.

Boom - A strong wind began to blow at the bottom of the courtyard. The air flow that resembled a tornado was connected to the fortress like some kind of pipe, directly connected to the underground Great Holy Grail opened up by Shuo Yue.

"Okay, come out to me right away, Great Holy Grail! Let me see your ugly yet beautiful posture created by divine magic!"

The spiral storm penetrated into the hinterland of Mirennia City like a steel needle. The brick walls were torn apart and doors and windows were damaged. The poor artificial people were involuntarily thrown by the strong wind before they could recover from the attack of the Noble Phantasms. When he left the room, he was beaten into pieces by pieces flying like bullets, further becoming a tool to persecute his compatriots.

The Greater Holy Grail, in the form of the Winter Saint, was also being pulled by this conceptual level, moving towards the Red Garden little by little.

"That is the Greater Holy Grail... huh?" Atalanta muttered to herself with a dumbfounded expression. Not only her, but also Karna, Achilles and even Shakespeare were stunned. The huge amount of colorless and transparent magic power that had been continuously accumulated over the past sixty years and was absolutely unchanging was now swirling there.

"That's the Holy Grail! Good! That's great! Great! Great, great!! Even I can feel the overwhelming magic here! I have the urge to jump in and indulge in it, and even want to become one with it! Even so, the ugliness of the exposed human body! As the saying goes, 'clean is dirty, dirty is clean'!"

Shakespeare let out a voice of joy filled with passion. If it was this Greater Holy Grail, as long as the wish was not too large, it would not be an exaggeration to call it a "universal wish-granting machine." It was natural for the servants to become so excited.

Humph, has it completely merged with the spirit vein? It will take some time to separate it, but we can't just sit there like this, it's time to come, everyone."

——No one dared to attack the Greater Holy Grail. Unless they climbed onto the garden and cut off the Empress's spell, the Black Team could only watch the Red Team succeed.

The Empress didn't need to remind them, as all the servants present noticed this change. In order to prevent the Holy Grail from being seized, the black servants began to rush over one after another.

"I must focus my power on the Greater Holy Grail for now, and I'll leave the rest up to you. If you don't hold out for this period of time, your wishes will be in vain, so please act with caution, okay?"

"Then, thanks to the Great Holy Grail, I suddenly had the inspiration to create, so I'll excuse you for now!"

I said, you should at least help out.”

Ignoring everyone's helpless gazes, Shakespeare hurried to the workshop specially built for him - the "study".

"Yes, yes, there is one thing I forgot to mention. This courtyard does not belong to Romania. You can pay more attention to this during the battle."

Leaving behind this sentence, Hong disappeared. As for the Greater Holy Grail, although the speed was quite slow, it was indeed being stripped away from Tulifas bit by bit.

If Black still wants to take back the Holy Grail, this is his last chance.

"That's...Shuoyue?!"

There was a look of astonishment on her beautiful face. In the center of the radiating depression on the battlefield, Artoria looked at the surprised Jeanne and sighed inwardly.

It is absolutely impossible for Shuo Yue to tell the whole story, which means that this silly girl Joan of Arc has been kept in the dark. She does not know everything Shuo Yue secretly planned, and she only thinks that he is the messenger sent by the clock tower.

But his action at this moment to snatch the Holy Grail into the hands of the red party clearly showed his position. What's more, with his two swords, he killed an unknown number of androids and even magicians in the fortress, and even almost affected the people. Innocent residents of Tulifas, this must be absolutely intolerable behavior for Joan of Arc.

Just as Arturia thought, Joan of Arc had doubts about her 'revelation' for the first time.

Is Shuo Yue... really the key to saving this Holy Grail War as revealed by the revelation?

Sorry, although I still have many things to ask you, I must now go to the Red Square Garden and ask Shuoyue for clarification!"

After hurriedly saying this to Altria, Joan of Arc quickened her pace and headed towards the fortress.

"Oh, yes, and that, thank you!"

Looking at the saint who disappeared from her sight while thanking, Artoria smiled helplessly, and then the smile faded. She looked at a figure standing in the sky courtyard, and became more and more convinced of her judgment.

Shuo Yueqing is very dangerous in this form.