Shirou's clones number 30 million

"That's good too. Princess Lala marrying that guy will at least maintain the peace of the universe."

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Tsukimi family home.

"By the way, Mom, there's something I need to tell you."

"Is it because Lala lives here?"

"Huh...? You already knew?"

"There's an extra set of toiletries in the bathroom, and women's clothes are hanging on the balcony..."

I can't pretend I don't see it, can I?

"Actually, I've been wanting to tell you and Dad, but you haven't been home lately."

"I agreed."

"Really? Thank you."

Tsukimi Aiko looked at Shirou with a resentful expression, thinking to herself:

You've been living together for so long, what's the point of my objecting?

However, they started living together not long after they met. Although it was partly because the girl lacked common sense, she was really quite capable.

Moreover, she's the daughter of a wealthy family, so it seems Mom won't have to worry about your future anymore.

"Doesn't Mr. Sasdin live here?"

“Sasdin and his group were numerous, and there weren’t enough rooms in their house, so they lived elsewhere.”

they?

Tsukimi Aiko was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

Sasdin is probably the head of the bodyguards, and there are quite a few bodyguards under him.

"Oh...I see."

She really is a rich girl. Can Shirou handle her?

Before we knew it, it was time for our daily gathering again.

Sasdin had already left, and in the living room, his mother and Lala were chatting more and more enthusiastically.

Seeing this, Shirou left the living room without making a sound.

Upon re-entering the white mist space, he was greeted by two newcomers.

A tall, handsome man with short blue hair, wearing an otherworldly military uniform, exuding an aloof and unapproachable aura.

The other person, apart from having snow-white hair, looked exactly the same as Shirou Kotomine before he transmigrated.

As soon as Tsukimi Shirou entered the white mist space, the white-haired Shirou approached him with a beaming smile:

"Hey bro, give me your name, maybe I can see your future."

Chapter Seventy-Five: The Strongest on Earth

Chapter 75, Section 76: The Strongest on Earth

"A precognitive ability user?" Tsukimi Shirou asked instinctively.

"That's right, that's exactly it."

Shirou with white hair nodded slightly and admitted it without hesitation.

Then, changing the subject, he laughed and said:

"However, it's impossible to predict with 100% accuracy; we can only see some fragments."

Shirou Tsukimi had a vague feeling that something was off about this explanation, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After thinking for a moment, he reached out and grasped the right hand of the white-haired Shirou.

Shirou with white hair instinctively wanted to retreat, but the difference in strength between the two was too great, and he had no way to resist.

The moment their bodies touched, unfamiliar memories surged into both of their minds.

Shirou Asami is 16 years old and a first-year high school student.

Two years ago, I found myself transported to a chaotic world that was a mix of many modern anime series, and I was often troubled by knowing the past and future of many people.

A year and a half ago, I accidentally spoiled a part of the future for someone and felt extremely satisfied.

Since then, he has embarked on a one-way road of creating light novels.

Of course, his purpose in writing the novels was to provide spoilers, so each light novel has a corresponding real-life character.

Because it involved many real-life events, the authors were ordered to change the names of the characters in the book.

Currently, they are using suggestive magic to buy time as much as possible.

Tsukimi Shirou released his grip, looked at him speechlessly, and couldn't help but say:

"Damn spoiler dogs, is it really that fun to do this?"

Shirou Asami, who was caught between various anime and manga worlds, smiled broadly and laughed heartily.

"Of course! It's super fun."

"Spoilers may feel good in the moment, but they'll backfire sooner or later."

"I was worried before, but now, with you guys here, right? Haha... Now that we're sharing the power, I can go all out to spoil the plot."

"How are you any different from Kirei Kotomine, that pervert who only pursues pleasure?"

"Of course I have. I'm a good person. I've never done anything bad."

"Really? But there are countless people out there searching for you. They probably don't think you're a good person, do they?"

"Hmph! A bunch of ungrateful wretches! I'm letting them see their future for free, and I'm clearly doing them a good deed, yet they don't appreciate it..."

As the two were talking, the other Shirous arrived one after another.

"You've all come! I already learned about you from Tsukimi. Please take care of me from now on."

Asami Shirou raised his right hand, touched it with most of the Shirous, then approached the blue-haired Shirou and smiled:

"I am Shirou Asami. We're both newcomers, let's shake hands and share some information."

"stop!"

Blue-haired Shirou took a slight step back and pondered for a moment:

"This must be the cheat code of the clone style, right? Based on my observation, you guys must be very strong. It seems that your strength, like your memories, can be shared."

"As expected of me, so clever!" the Celestial Dragon Man laughed. "So, is there a reason why you can't share abilities or memories?"

"No, I have no concerns. Sharing can start anytime."

Asami Shirou paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and said:

"However, with so many opponents stronger than me, how could I miss out on such a heavenly situation?"

A battle maniac!

At that moment, all the Shirous unanimously labeled him.

"You want to challenge us to a fight?"

"That's right!"

Shirou Asami chuckled softly, and an ice sword appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

Please enlighten me!

"I'll handle this; let's finish this quickly."

Black Dragon King Shirou stepped forward, his entire body surging with magical power, and his right hand instantly transformed into a dragon claw, striking out at him.

will die!

At this moment, countless thoughts surfaced in the mind of the blue-haired Shirou.

We have to fight with our lives! Otherwise, we're doomed.

Sensing this, the blue-haired Shirou's mind stirred slightly, and his ultimate technique was activated instantly.

Time and space suddenly stopped, and the Black Dragon King's body remained in a comical forward-leaning posture. The Shirous who were watching the spectacle around him also became extremely quiet.

Blue-haired Shirou, holding an ice sword, slowly walked to the Black Dragon King and said solemnly:

"Sorry, you lost."

"That's hard to say."

The Black Dragon King's sudden voice startled the blue-haired Shirou.

Turning around, I saw that, apart from the Black Dragon King, the other Shirous had also resumed their actions.

The time stop just now seems to have had no effect whatsoever.

I surrender!

Blue-haired Shirou decisively raised his hands to show his support.

"Was that freezing time just now?" Tianlong Renlang touched his hand excitedly.

Although he was no longer obsessed with the power to freeze time, the goal he had pursued for many years seemed to have a chance of being achieved, which truly excited him.

"Yes, this is my special move. Due to the excessive physical exertion, I can only use it twice a day."

The next moment, the man from Tianlong froze, staring at him intently:

"So you're the male version of Esdeath."

"No! My name is Adris, and I am a close friend of Esdeath."

That day, Shirou was transported to the world of Akame ga Kill! and became a member of the Baltes tribe on the northern border.

During one of her hunting trips with Esdeath, the chieftain's daughter, the tribe was wiped out by a northern tribe.

Upon returning home and witnessing such a horrific scene, he took Esdeath with him to join the Imperial Army.

To better adapt to the battlefield, he specializes in projection and enhancement magic, which allows him to transform a tree branch into an indestructible divine weapon.