The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

This change also caused Black A's power, which was originally equal to that of Emiya Shirou, to surge. Just like an inch punch, Black A's fist suddenly produced a sonic boom without moving, and the force generated directly pushed Emiya Shirou back several steps.

at the same time……

"Trace On!"

A green magic circuit was constructed between both hands in the shape of a sword blade. It was not like taking something out from the Spirit Rider's storage space as usual, but was more like projecting the weapon from scratch.

The Abyss Saw belonging to the Abyss Soul and the Sunglass Saw belonging to the Fighting Spirit were constructed in the form of guns, and then were grabbed by Black A and he pulled the trigger continuously at Shirou Emiya.

"Just drown yourself with your ideals!"

The bullet came out of the chamber.

This is projection magic.

It is the magic that best suits Shirou Emiya's true nature.

This is a technique that Shirou Emiya has to master in the world lines of Black A and Red A, where he has lost all his companions and can only wander the world like a lonely ghost because no one can provide or maintain his weapons.

His proficiency had long been perfected by Black A, and it was even faster than taking out the weapon directly from the drive.

If it was the previous Emiya Shirou, he would probably be hit by the bullet before he even had time to draw his weapon, but now it is different.

"Trace On!"

The same two weapons appeared in Shirou Emiya's hands. The double swords in sword form slashed out fiercely, cutting all the bullets made of magic power in front of him, and letting the cut bullets pass by his body.

"Crack!"

Due to his overwhelming lack of proficiency, after resisting this wave of attacks, the two swords in Emiya Shirou's hands broke as if they had completed their mission, fell to the ground, and gradually turned into green light and dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Black A immediately sneered disdainfully.

"Heh, even if we have the same skills, you are still far behind in physical proficiency. Now our duel is about the speed and quality of sword making. Can you really keep up?"

"Then let's try it!"

Throwing away the two sword handles in his hands without any reluctance, Shirou Emiya squeezed his body which had just transformed into the Abyss Soul for the first time, and pulled the driver like Black A.

"Extreme Eyes Open! Excited Specter! Dead Go! Gekikou! Gi·Ri·Gi·Ri! Ghost! Struggle! Rampage! Angry Soul!"

The same passionate form appeared, Emiya Shirou waved the wings behind him and rushed towards Black A, and the two sawblades appeared in his hands again.

Black A did not retreat at all. He transformed his double guns into double swords and rushed towards Emiya Shirou.

What the audience saw next was a gorgeous sword dance between swords.

Abyss Saw Blade, Sunglass Saw Blade, Eye Gun Saber, Gan Jiang Moye, Pseudo Spiral Sword, Red Plain Hound, Indestructible Supreme Saint...

An innumerable number of swords, including those that have appeared so far and those that have not appeared yet, those belonging to Kamen Riders and those belonging to Heroic Spirits, appeared one after another in the hands of the two men.

Projecting, manufacturing, colliding, breaking, all kinds of famous swords and knives were turned into disposable items in the battle between these two human-shaped arsenals, maintaining the cycle of creation and regeneration with almost equal strength and material.

The fragments of weapons were all over the two people's bodies, and the speed at which they disappeared could not even keep up with the speed at which they were generated.】

This arms race completely stunned the audience in front of the screen.

Fever Cat: My goodness, I have never fought such a rich battle in my life. If I dare to use weapons like this, I am afraid that Klothir will fight me to death the next day.

Buried Flillian: Is it possible to reproduce a sword just by looking at it once? I wonder if special weapons like the Brave Sword can be reproduced?

Kamishiro Tsuyoshi: Wow, it's quite an interesting feeling to see my weapon being broken over and over again.

Uncle Wolf: To be honest, it is true. I will go and have a fight with the little brother later.

Kamishiro Tsuyoshi: Good idea!

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Gilgamesh: Humph, is it true that this guy can perform this disgusting magic no matter which world he goes to? Just Faker!

Like touching Tian Yu Yu Zhan: projection? Well, it can be considered a way of forging a sword... However, this kind of weapon that lacks hammering really makes me feel uncomfortable, and the way he uses the weapon is too rough! I didn't expect the original owner of this body to be a guy of this style!

Emperor: Emmmm... I find this guy quite interesting. I wonder if he is willing to join my army. If he is with me, my king’s army will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

The most popular soldier of the Zero Division: This feeling is not a simple copy of the sword, but the soul of this person itself has an unusual fit with the concept of "sword". Interesting, if he was born in the Soul Society, he might have bred a very interesting Zanpakutō.

[The sound of swords and knives is endless.]

Even now, the resonance between Emiya Shirou and Black A has not ended.

With every projection, every sword duel, Emiya Shirou could clearly feel something flowing from the other side -

Fujimaru Ritsuka’s collapse;

the death of Emiya Miyu;

One by one, my companions fell;

Even the reason for fighting has disappeared, but they still fight endlessly;

Until the end, that figure stood on the sword hill, embracing the belated power but feeling the despair that it was too late...

The battle with Black A was like a training of body and mind. The black man stood on the sword hill, questioning himself over and over again:

Do you want to keep going?

Is it all worth it?

Can you really change that hell?

"Of course you can!!!"

"Crack!"

The sound of shattering was heard again, but this time, the weapon in Black A's hand was the first to collapse.

Amidst Shirou Emiya's roar, as if he wanted to enforce his will on the opponent, the abyss saw blade projected by him cut off his own kind, leaving a deep cut on Black A's sturdy body, and even cutting off one of the passionate wings behind him.

Golden light scattered from Hei A's body, and he fell to the ground like an angel with broken wings.

But even in this situation, Black A still did not give up.

Just like Shirou Emiya, even if he loses to anyone, he doesn't want to lose to the opponent in front of him, and he doesn't want to lose to himself!

"I am the bone of my sword."

On the way down, Black A, who was no longer able to project, took out the genuine Abyss Saw from the drive.

He used up all his last bit of strength to gather magic power at the muzzle of the gun, and loaded the bullet containing the mental landscape "Infinite Sword Works".

This is Black A's last chance to win.

Infinite Swordplay, this is the final killing move that even if you master all the skills of your future self, you cannot use now.

"Unlimited Lost Works!"

The bullet was fired, and facing the shot that was enough to turn the defeat around for Black A, Shirou Emiya, who had just swung his sword with all his strength, widened his eyes.

——Shield, must block it!

Mashu's Eye Gun Defender subconsciously appeared in his mind, and when Shirou Emiya was about to project it, he only felt a burning pain emanating from all the magic circuits in his body.

Black A was not the only one who was at the end of his rope. The same was true for Shirou Emiya who had swung that sword.

——Oops! It’s too late!

Seeing the bullet getting closer and closer to him, just when Emiya Shirou thought he had lost, a figure stood in front of him.

"Drink!"

The fist swung at high speed met the terrifying bullet head-on. The armor of the Zero-Type Undead did not play any role at all, and the bullet hit Kotomine Kirei's strong arm from the front.

Like cracked bamboo, the muscles on the priest's arms shattered bit by bit, and the sharp sword edge gradually burst out from the palm of his hand and spread up along his arm.

Amid the excruciating pain, Kotomine Kirei groaned, twisted his arm and swung it, using centrifugal force to change the direction of the bullet before it reached his elbow, allowing the bullet to pass through his elbow and shoot in an empty direction.

"you!?"

Neither Emiya Shirou nor Black A had obviously expected that this person would intervene in their fight at this moment.

However, when Emiya Shirou and Kotomine Kirei looked at each other, even though the masks covered each other's faces, the former could still see it.

There was only one meaning in the calm eyes of the priest - go!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Miraculously, he squeezed out strength from his body, which should have been exhausted, and Emiya Shirou's shaking hands tightly grasped the driver.

"Extreme Eyes Wide Open! Deep Specter! Giga Omega Drive!"

Deep purple flames spurted out from the wings behind him, dyeing the entire sky deep purple. With unstoppable momentum, the magic circle of the Abyss Soul turned into a raging flame surrounding his right leg. Emiya Shirou passed by Kotomine Kirei and kicked Black A, who had already lost the ability to fight back.

The undead used its greatest force ever to slam its future self onto the ground, and the flames burned a huge eye totem on the ground behind the latter.

"That's it..."

Black A's visor began to break, and on his face covered with golden cracks, dull golden pain looked at Emiya Shirou and Kotomine Kirei who landed behind him.

——In this timeline, I will no longer be alone...

Loneliness and relief flashed across that eye, and were finally completely drowned in the explosion.

"You must keep your word..."

The soul that wandered from the future seemed to have finally found rest at this moment.

In the light of the explosion, Emiya Shirou stared for a long time at the place where Black A had been. After shaking his head, he limped towards Kotomine Kirei, whose right hand was covered in blood.

The two deformed father and son looked at each other. Emiya Shirou scratched his head and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Kotomine Kirei.

"Forget about thanking me. I didn't save you just to save you. You have become my most important fighting force. From this perspective, sacrificing one of my hands to preserve your full fighting force is the most cost-effective approach."

Kotomine Kirei talked freely, not noticing at all that Emiya Shirou's expression was becoming increasingly ugly.

Finally, he sighed, reached out and grabbed Kotomine Kirei's bloody arm, and pulled him up from the ground.

Even though Kotomine Kirei was a heartless man, he couldn't help but frown when he was suddenly hit like this.

"Although I don't expect your gratitude, I also don't mean to ask you to repay my kindness with hatred..."

"Okay, okay, I just want you to shut up."

As if he couldn't stand the other person, Emiya Shirou waved his hands, let go of the other person with disgust, and turned his head away.

"Also, it doesn't matter if you take such an attitude towards me, but from now on, even if it's just an act, you must act like a good father in front of Miyu! That child, even to this day, still respects you as a real father."