Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"I command you with a command spell——"

"what?!"

Arturia looked back in shock, only to see the young man in black robe covering his heart, as if enduring pain, but not looking at anyone, just minding his own business, and uttering taboo words.

The better people understand each other, the sharper the dagger they will polish once they choose to betray.

Reverse it.”

Then, the sacred light began to decay, the legendary king let out a cry of pain, and the violent wind blew from the end——

Everything in the sky garden was torn apart.

Chapter 531: Alter, came upon the call

Chapter 531: Altria, summoned

At the same time as Shuo Yue spoke, a command spell on his chest shone brightly - its dense magic power eroded the hero's thinking, whether he was a bystander or a person involved.

how is this possible.

The onlookers were horrified by Shuo Yue's decisiveness and ruthlessness. He ignored the bond of King Arthur and decisively used the Command Spell to trample the dignity of the heroic spirit, causing her extreme pain.

The person involved fell into a deeper level of pain. The restraints from the Command Seals were only temporary. With her anti-magic power, she could easily get rid of just one restraint. Even if all three Command Seals were used to order her to commit suicide, it would be difficult to do so.

However, although it was through the command spell, [something] in the young man in front of him began to shake his will violently, making Artoria teetering. It was not that the magic power could be blocked, but from a more conceptual place. What runs through it is like the curse of the abyss.

"Shuo Yueqing...what did you do..."

"Don't hide your confusion or regret. What I need is not your strength as a hero, but your brutality to achieve your goal. Even if the final destination is your ideal, you can choose cruel means without hesitation. What I need is your perseverance as a human being."

Sakuyue said softly to Artoria who was kneeling on one knee, and then touched her chest again:

"I command you again with the Command Seal - recall your anger towards yourself and your lamentation towards the surroundings."

The poison tempered by the second Command Seal destroyed the anti-magic power and was injected into Altria's body. As her vision flickered, the girl recalled the faces of all kinds of people she had seen before.

A typical greedy lord, he cried loudly while his legs went limp:

[I know, let me submit to you, let me praise you in the name of a vassal! 】

[So, so, don’t kill me, king (monster)! 】

The handsome, red-haired man turned away from the round table and walked further and further away.

[The king doesn’t understand people’s hearts. 】

A child who looked like her but rebelled against her yelled:

[Why don't you want to look at me! Answer me, answer me, King Arthur! ]

The holy spear flashed and pierced the knight's chest. The red blade shattered her skull. Blood filled her sight. The hatred that burned like fire crossed time and space, like a vicious black widow, climbing onto the body of the Holy King.

"Uhhhhhhhh-!"

The king screamed unbearably. This pain fell into the eyes of the stunned onlookers, making the girl who was also a Knight of the Round Table furious. She drew her sword and stepped forward. The magic power exploded behind her, pushing her forward like a bullet.

"You guy, stop it!"

If he were a knight who came as a swordsman, he would surely be able to stop the assassin's atrocities.

This self-evident common sense made the Servants and Masters breathe a sigh of relief. No matter how powerful Shuo Yue was, he was in a stiff state using the Command Seal. If they wanted to resist Mordred's attack, they had to stop the Master's actions and face the enemy as a Servant. This would also give King Arthur, who was falling into a bad state, a chance to catch his breath.

However, this peace of mind collapsed within seconds.

"boom!"

"what?!"

The collision of weapons and the sound of astonishment sounded together. Although the radiant holy sword had turned into pitch black, the person blocking Mordred's charge was none other than the painful King Arthur. Incredibly, Mo Dredd roared worriedly:

"It has come to this, and you still want to protect the Master, my foolish father!"

Artoria didn't reply. She gritted her teeth, but the blade in her hand did not retreat even half a minute. Instead, she exerted further force and pushed Mordred back. Behind her, Shuo Yue showed a stiff expression, her fingertips He clenched tightly, blood dripping from his chest.

"I command you again with the Command Seal——"

This sentence made the participants of the Holy Grail War completely frozen. They threw away three Command Seals in an instant. Unlike those who were already on the verge of death, facing King Arthur who would only become more unreasonable after the reversal, consuming the last Command Seals was undoubtedly a foolish act.

——Ah, is it because of guilt that you gave up on yourself and gave me the right to punish you?

Artoria didn't think it was stupid for Sakutsu to consume the last Command Seal. The first Command Seal destroyed her spirit, the second Command Seal disintegrated her defense, and this third Command Seal, unconscious Acceleration is the booster for her supernatural transformation, which can undoubtedly greatly increase the success rate when surrounded by enemies.

By now, she has grasped the true identity of the power that corroded her. Such elements and curses can indeed reverse her 'policy' and tear her off the cloud of integrity.

This is an act that should be angry, and it is an enemy who should take revenge, but even so, Artoria still cannot stop her actions, as if her previous words were all false, no matter what Shuo Yueqing becomes, The sword in her hand will also be wielded to protect this young man.

Because he is, he is the one she, the king who has lost everything, wants to protect at all costs.

It turns out that what binds me is not the command spell, but the emotion hidden deep in my heart——

When she finally realized it, Shuo Yue had already consumed the last command spell.

"Accept...the clothes of the earth (your essence)."

Violent storms blew from nowhere, destroying the grass and trees in the courtyard, drying up the water falling into the sky, and making the onlookers cover their faces in discomfort, almost shedding tears. When everyone's vision was obscured, a flash of golden light appeared and disappeared in an instant.

The fallen Lucifer broke off one wing and gave the cold black feather to the equally heartless king. The silver armor was dyed black, and the red and black tattoos surged like a tide, covering the girl's entire body. Even the holy sword was dyed black.

The heart beat violently as if it was dying, yet also as if it was reborn, mixing with the 'mud' transformed by the Command Spell, leaving a radial pattern like a heart scar.

At the same time, the hero's groan of pain suddenly stopped. Amidst the sound of the collision of armor, the new Black King stood up.

Facing this heroic spirit, Shuo Yue asked while keeping his hand on his chest:

"How does it feel to be transformed into a spirit? If you still want to go the other way, just point your sword at me."

"You guy...what's the use of talking about this now!" Mordred glared at Shuo Yue, but the hurricane hit, and she fell out again while letting out a muffled groan.

"Sir Mordred, do you need me to teach you how not to interrupt other people's conversations?"

The magic sword fell, and Artoria, who had already turned around, ignored Xiao Mo who fell down. Her golden eyes were always fixed on Shuoyue, and then she stepped forward with her combat boots, step by step, towards him. The closer she got, the stronger her murderous intent became.

Under the almost suffocating, dragon-like sense of oppression, all the servants once again realized the fact that Shuoyue had lost the command spell to control King Arthur. Even if the reversed king immediately chose Betrayed, Shuo Yue could only run away in embarrassment, or be killed on the spot.

Click, click, click.

In the stagnant atmosphere, the king in the guise of a young girl approached the young man. In the distance, a storm mixed with thunder came, accompanied by a red-eyed skeleton horse that trampled the grass. Following behind the king, Rongomyniad, symbolizing the anchor of the storm, also appeared in Altria's hand.

The release form unfolded, accompanied by increasingly heavy footsteps, the expressionless girl gradually transformed into a tall and plump goddess, the cursed king of the wild hunt. As Artoria stood in front of the new moon, she stretched out her cold fingers to the young man's chest, her fingertips brought blood, all the way up, with an inexplicable meaning, she lifted the master's chin.

The smell of blood, metal, and the cold breath of the king filled his nose. Shuoyue silently looked at the girl who was transformed into this appearance by him. The emotions in his eyes were hidden deep inside, and his sadness and joy were obvious.

If Altria chose to shoot him, his plan would be ruined.

"What a cunning man." Looking at the silent young man, his dark golden eyes were full of aggressive smiles, "Let me ask you, are you my master?"

The familiar lines finally made Shuo Yue feel a little shaken, and he spoke in a deep voice:

"Exactly so, so fight for me, my king."

"Oh, then I will grant your humble request, my prince)."

With force from her fingers, she pierced the new moon cleanly. Artoria blew a whistle, and the horse Ramlei neighed to the sky. The sound of horse hooves was loud, and the king who wielded the cursed spear pointed his weapon at the enemy of the master without hesitation:

"Altria, respond to the call and come. Just as my beloved horse devours thunderclouds, my spear will shatter all city walls and destroy all obstacles that block your path!"

It was only then that everyone came back to their senses from Altria's change. Seeing King Arthur return to his ruthless appearance, Mordred's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot. She roared like a lion, and the red lightning that burst out shattered the storm:

! ! ! "

Not only that, Joan of Arc's difficult call also reminds the distracted heroes.

"Come and help me...gu...the giant is starting to grow again, and I can't hold it anymore!"

The original giant Adam, the reverse King Arthur.

When the blue side no longer covers up and plays the pair of king bombs unscrupulously, how should the black side and the red side respond?

"Mordred goes to fight King Arthur. Atalanta, you are responsible for supporting him! Astolfo and I will help Joan of Arc and the Queen defeat the puppets! Achilles, you go to hold back the New Moon and don't let him do anything dangerous again!"

The sage of the forest gave the instructions in the shortest time, and no one had any objections to it. Even Semiramis, who was among the kings, just curled his lips, and then his hands moved rhythmically, once again restricting the paradise created by the giants. .

The red thunder tore up the storm. Atalanta glanced at the new moon and rushed to the battlefield without hesitation. Achilles jumped up, summoned his chariot, and rushed towards his former comrade with murderous intent!

The prismatic space unfolded, and Shuo Yue escaped into it, avoiding the first wave of attacks. He looked at Achilles who was chasing him relentlessly, and then looked at the Titan-slaying team whose quality was obviously lower than the first one because of Siegfried's restraint, and a cruel smile flashed in his eyes.

"Because you want to replace the giant Adam...it's like changing the pieces on the chessboard. Please pay the price."

"No, Shuoyue, there is another option." The chariot rushed towards Shuoyue with Achilles as fast as a meteor, "That is, let me defeat you as quickly as possible, and then go to assist the teacher!"

"Really? Then try to catch up with me!" As Shuoyue spread out his hands, the golden electric ball on his chest absorbed the free magic power. Countless magic formulas were drawn in his hands, and he expanded his territory to his heart's content while the empress had no time to pay attention.

"I want to see how you can catch up with me with just your bravery!"

Siegfried fought with Karna again. Chiron, Astolfo, the Empress and Joan of Arc worked together to fight the giant Adam. Mordred rushed towards his father, followed by Atalanta. In the sky, the figures of Achilles and Shuo Yue flashed like ghosts, constantly intertwining.

Here, it was announced that the all-out war between Black, Red and Blue had completely begun. In the distant other side of time and space, a figure was sitting in front of a magic light screen that was broadcasting live. He suddenly hugged the little girl in a red dress beside him and trembled.

Draco:?

"Your Majesty, if my boss comes over with a sword to beat me, you must help me stop him." Someone was really panicking at this moment. He looked at Altria who was attacking without mercy, as if the end of the world had come.

"That old bastard Merlin must do something. If he can't change my king back... I don't want to make junk food for her all day long! And I really prefer to be up there!"

"You're so scared yet you're still thinking about these things..." Draco wagged his tail, speechless.

What's more, doesn't this idiot realize it?

If that Arthur was still in her original form, how could just three Command Spells reverse her body and mind?

Although the reversal process can be shortened to a thousand words, I thought that Dai Mao should be worth more time and effort to write about his emotions and mental journey. If these things are too fast, I always feel that the bond between Shuoyue and Altria will be lacking something. After all, she is the poster girl who has been with me all the way (happy).

Chapter 532 The Spiral of Destiny

For Karna, the charity hero, his life can be summed up in three sentences:

Do what you can within your capabilities.

Give as much as possible of what is asked for.

Then seriously accept the full consequences of doing so.

Contrary to his luxurious armor and colorful guns, what Karna experienced was such a simple life.

——No, not all of them.

Only sometimes, Karna will think of things that are contrary to his experience so far. In this world, there is only one hero who constantly disturbs Karna's heart.

His name is Arjuna. He is a man who has various aliases such as "Shining Crown", "Victor", "Rich Man", etc. and is loved by everyone.

The man who took away everything from Karna in exchange for the armor and gun.

Could it be that Karna's feelings for Arjuna were jealousy? Or is it other feelings besides this?

Karna did not understand this until his death, because he had never felt jealous of any existence, and he could not give a specific name to this feeling that had been turbulent in his heart.

...At the beginning of this Holy Grail War, he had a chance to understand this feeling.

There seemed to be a shadow of Arjuna in him. Later, when Karna heard his real name, he suddenly realized it.

Siegfried is the tragic hero who inherited the blood of the royal family and gained wealth, fame and everything else. But unlike Arjuna, his end was extremely tragic, that is, the tragic ending of "died by assassination". He didn't even have time to swing the dragon-slaying sword, and was killed by a sniper attack on the only weak point of his invincible body.

Regarding the heroic spirits participating in this Holy Grail War, Karna believed that they were all rare beings. As members of our own team, we are comrades who should help each other, and as enemies, we are rare strong men. In this sense, Karna can be said to "understand" the existence of heroic spirits better than anyone else.

However, the only one that interested him was Hei. Even if the exchange of words was not much, if the weapons of each other had crossed hundreds or thousands of times, they would naturally be able to understand something.

Although he is very similar to Arjuna, he is a man who is always longing for something.

A man who has no regrets about his violent death but is pursuing something new.

And then - no matter who thinks he is, he is a true hero.

It's that kind of him who hopes to have another battle with himself and regards himself as an enemy that must be defeated. As a warrior, this can be said to be the highest honor and also a joy.

That battle, that promise, how exciting it was, although he was grateful for the livelihood and warm conversation of humans. However, it was far from "selfish desires", there was no desire of his own, nor the joy that made his blood boil.

But this exists on the battlefield. Looking back carefully, for Karna, joy can only be encountered on the battlefield. It was a brief moment when you put all your existence on the tip of a spear and let your "real self" run freely without any worries.

The sparks of swords, spears, and halberds were like twinkling stars to Karna. A good opponent who effortlessly counterattacks while urging himself to use his full strength. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is really enough to make me feel that "my life exists for that moment of joy."

At the moment of distance, the gem of the Dragon Slayer's sword flashed with brilliance, and Karna suddenly felt a shiver similar to joy running down his back.

"Fantasy Great Sword·The Demon Lost!"