You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

——This is probably equivalent to using dragon teeth to pierce dragon scales.

It's tricky, but it's fine as long as you don't get hit!

Ibuki is very confident about this. Her panel attributes crush the opponent, and she has more means. She just needs to pay attention to the movements of "Wuzun" at all times and not give him the opportunities he had before.

"Ok?"

Three thousand meters away, the magical light in Chiron's eyes gradually dimmed and his brows were furrowed.

However, only a moment later, the divine light in his eyes reappeared, and the Greek bow in his hand was pulled open like a full moon. With a little accumulation of strength, he shot out the powerful arrow.

call out!

Still no hits.

Ibuki didn't even bother to look at him this time. He was just an Archer. Even the Son of the Sun God and the King of the Wild Hunt could only barely hold on in front of her. This guy who could only shoot arrows didn't pose any threat at all.

The only thing she cared about was when Iori would make a move so that she could respond immediately.

But then, Chiron fired the third shot without any hesitation, as if he could not afford to lose.

呲!

Flesh tore apart, blood spurted out, and a vivid feeling of pain attacked Ibuki's brain!

The third arrow grazed the side of the neck and was just about to pierce the throat!

"impossible!"

Ibuki's eyes were about to burst, but before the hot blood beads fell to the ground, the air shook slightly, and a figure appeared without warning, and the cold sword light attacked between his eyebrows -

bass!

Clang!

The sword energy pierced through his eyebrows, and two ancient swords of similar style but different sizes collided with each other.

"asshole!"

With blood all over his face, Ibuki Douji showed his sharp white fangs. Feeling the pain going straight into his brain, he wished he could bite off Iori's flesh and blood piece by piece.

"How dare you use my sword against me!"

"You're so arrogant, Ibuki."

The young man had a calm and confident smile on his face. Although he was suppressed by Ibuki in terms of strength, he had the upper hand and did not give Ibuki a chance to exert his strength. A series of quick attacks made her flustered.

This is different from the spear of Karna or King Arthur. Ibuki can rely on his magic power and physical strength to resist, but being hit by Ame Murakami...it can be fatal!

"This sword never belonged to you. It was conceived in the bones of a dragon and was born in my hands. It is destined to be a magic sword that can ward off evil and exorcise demons!"

Clang!

"Shameless talk!"

Ibuki naturally thought that this was an allusion to the story of "Takeru and the Kusanagi sword", and naming the sword could in a sense be said to have given it birth.

However, Iori was actually talking about the sword itself, a dragon-slaying blade forged with materials from another world. Because Iori was given the real name "Susanoo" by the painting style value, it was automatically matched with the sword of Ame no Murakumo in Type-Moon.

However... when forging this sword, Iori was deeply involved in the process. Although he had never seen Type-Moon's "Takeru", in his previous life, he was deeply impressed by the "Strong Beauty - Ibuki Douji" in FGO.

So, the shape of this sword...is not just a coincidence!

All we can say is that it is destined by fate. Since the name and shape match, Iori, the holder, becomes "Susanoo". So even if the sword is placed in front of Yaqi himself, he probably won't question it.

Not to mention Ibuki——

"This is the power of 'Father', just like my flesh and blood. Now it's time to give it back to me!"

Clang!

There were no sparks flying, only dissipating water vapor, separating the two people's cold gazes.

call out!

The arrow attacked again. Ibuki did not continue to be arrogant and quickly dodged it. However, he lost the balance he had worked so hard to achieve and was ambushed by Iori again, leaving a hideous wound on his arm.

Ibuki suddenly realized in anger:

The momentum of the "Martial Lord" in front of him has been growing strangely. Not to mention compared with the last time they met on the river, even compared with a few minutes ago, he seems to be much stronger!

But he didn't do anything except cut off the snake's head and his own hands and feet, and he didn't release any treasures...

Did the Master use the Command Spell?

call out!

"Ahhh, damn it!"

Ibuki, whose cheek was cut by the sharp arrow, was furious. His extremely flexible body suddenly exerted force in an incredible posture, and cut Iori in half with an absolutely weird move.

call!

The long sword passed through his body without hurting Iori at all.

Instead, it was Iori's subsequent counterattack that successfully suppressed Ibuki, who was unable to straighten his back!

Damn it! If it weren't for that damn Archer!

Her sword has a "Water God Barrier" that can hide the blade with water mist, but she doesn't need it. On the other hand, if the barrier is expanded, it can cover the whole body and deflect light and shadow, just like the surface of water.

It is difficult to deceive a warrior who is only good at martial arts in close combat, and you can only create a little intelligence advantage at the beginning. But for long-range attacks, this is definitely an excellent skill comparable to "Arrow Avoidance"!

But she didn't expect that the Greek sage could see through the nature of the barrier at a glance and determine the deflection rate of light and shadow with just three arrows!

Damn it...I shouldn't have underestimated him just because he was weak!

——Ibuki gritted his teeth, unleashed his [Mountain and River Arm Strength], and despite being at an absolute disadvantage, he actually sent Iori flying.

Then she realized a truth about team battles—

"Kill the shooter first!"

But how could Iori let her have her wish? With his instant step and slashing attack, Ibuki's plan to kill Chiron failed before she could even take a step.

"Well, let's see who can survive to the end and possess this magic sword alone!"

"Innocent……"

Clang!

Iori jumped back lightly and swung the sword in his hand down suddenly, breaking the white scales easily and sinking deep into the snake's neck. Amidst the wailing, the gushing blood dyed half of the Death Tyrant Suit red.

"For me, to win, I don't necessarily have to target you!"

Chapter 135: How terrible would it be to offend a woman? (7K)

Zheng!

The thin water blade expanded along the edge of the sword and easily passed through the snake's head like a hot knife cutting butter. With just a simple release of magic power, it cut off most of the snake's head. A huge amount of blood gushed out, and the spine wrapped in the muscles was clearly visible.

"Your foundation is the Yamata no Orochi. With this famous evil god in mythology as the core of your magic power, your power is almost endless.

But in fact, you can't completely control it, or make it wake up completely, right?

The environment in this world is too harsh for the fantasy species of the Age of Gods. The scale of the Yamata-no-Orochi's existence has exceeded the carrying capacity of the spiritual veins of a single region, so you can only summon a semi-finished product.

The number of snake heads that can wake up... is only three or four at most, right?"

Iori looked calmly at the son of the snake god: "Besides, if the power of the Yamata no Orochi is too strong...it won't be a good thing for you, right?"

"This guy!"

Ibuki Douji narrowed his snake eyes and looked a little ugly, because his secrets were exposed by Iori.

Although she is the child of Yamata no Orochi and calls him "father", her relationship with Yamata no Orochi is definitely not that of an ordinary father and daughter. The blood relationship between gods and ghosts is also very different from that of mortals.

It is not uncommon for them to devour each other in order to increase their strength.

She has actually been suppressing Yaqi's self-awakening, so although she can awaken up to four snake heads, she only awakens one at a time, in order to ensure that her consciousness can override Yaqi's.

From the beginning of the war to now, the Yamata no Orochi has not shown its original strength. The reason is that its movements are rigid and its reactions are slow, which are the result of being secretly controlled by Ibuki Douji.

The one who is now directing this huge body is not Yaki's self-awareness, but Ibuki who is remotely controlling it using his treasure and bloodline.

This secret was revealed by Iori, which shocked her, but at the same time she made up her mind to get rid of him as soon as possible.

The danger of the man in front of him does not only come from his "compatibility". Unlike ordinary samurai, he has wisdom and vision in addition to bravery. This kind of enemy is the most difficult to deal with, and reminds Ibuki (Shuten) of that annoying guy Minamoto no Raikou.

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated and rushed forward.

During this fight, Ibuki felt the power coming from the sword and was shocked again.

"The aura rises again... This is definitely not a Command Spell! Could it be... No, I don't believe it!"

A sword as tall as a person fell from the sky with the sound of waves. Iori calmly pulled out Ame Murasaki and swung it hard from bottom to top, forming a slender blade from the poisonous blood of the giant snake mixed with water vapor, tearing through the water curtain.

Clang!

Two similar-looking divine swords crossed each other, and divine light flashed in Ibuki Douji's eyes. He suppressed Iori with one arm, and his five fingers reached into his lower abdomen like dragon claws.

She was taller than Iori, and her attack was extremely swift, just like a dragon biting a deer. If it hit a deer, its belly would be ripped open instantly!

However, when the claw fell, there was a light touch, and the right hand holding the magic sword suddenly loosened, and Ibuki Douji's heart suddenly tightened.

Sure enough, the magic sword swept across, cutting Iori's "phantom" into two pieces, but the main body did not suffer any substantial damage. In an instant, it came to the side and put its palm towards Ibuki, and light pieces emerged from all around and locked her waist and abdomen!

The next moment, dark magic power spread under the boy's feet, climbing and covering him like tombstones, and soon formed a tall cube that enveloped him. The magic blade that was compressed to the extreme flickered repeatedly in it -

"Ahhh!"

Bang!

With an unparalleled burst of strange power, Ibuki Douji smashed the high-level ghost into pieces, leaving his body covered with fine wounds, and blood and magic fragments mixed together and splashed in all directions.

However, Ibuki Douji completely ignored the damage, staring at Iori with her snake eyes. The anger in her heart had reached its peak. She grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a huge amount of magic power escaped. With just one movement, the surrounding atmosphere was "frozen" as if it were solid. Iori felt as if he was frozen in it.

The eight-colored dark clouds in the sky rolled and stirred, and a ray of lightning tore through the darkness and descended on the [Divine Sword·Kanagi's Broadsword]. The leaping electric light emitted a destructive wave.

At this moment, the red and black Archers shot arrows at the same time, and Atalanta even activated her Noble Phantasm. However, when the rain-like sharp arrows fell, lightning automatically popped out and knocked them down one after another, failing to hurt Ibuki Douji at all.

At this moment, she was like the god of thunder!

Iori raised his eyebrows and dodged backwards with his toes, but at this moment his aura had been completely locked by Ibuki Douji, like a venomous snake ready to strike, or like a trigger that had been instantly deflected.

"Eight!"

Thunder exploded, and thousands of arcs of electricity danced wildly like silver snakes.

"Qi!"

The atmosphere shook, and the translucent ripples were instantly broken through by the powerful body like the surface of water.

Iori's pupils suddenly shrank, and his muscles tensed up, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth in a cold arc.

--It's now!

A figure jumped out from behind Iori, holding a flagpole high in the air. A battle flag embroidered with golden irises unfurled in the strong wind.

"angry!"

In Ibuki Douji's eyes, there is no Jeanne d'Arc. Her only target is Iori. Any obstacle within this distance will be ruthlessly smashed by her!

A mere servant is nothing but dust to her!

——【Yakita's Raging Wave】!

This was a combination of tsunami and thunder, with eight slashes released simultaneously, blocking all routes of evasion. Even if one had the ability to teleport, they would still be chased until they were hit.

The all-destructive divine sword ravaged the space with irresistible power, distorting the surrounding light and shadows like a black hole, sucking them all under the sword and cutting them off!

However, Jeanne showed no fear. Her clear eyes did not show the courage to sacrifice herself, but the awareness of facing all disasters calmly.

[Luminosite Eternelle]!

The hazy white light showed mercy and kindness, sheltering the blonde girl in the spherical protective shield. The thunder summoned by Ibuki Douji's swing of the sword struck down, but was completely blocked by the seemingly weak white light!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sword's strike came almost at the same time. Although the light shield was still strong, the blonde girl clenched her teeth, as if she could no longer hold on.

Ruler's Noble Phantasm, "My Lord is Here", is a physical barrier that transforms faith and magic resistance into a physical barrier. Even anti-city Noble Phantasms cannot break it, and it is an absolute defense in a sense. However, although it is tough, it also has a limit to its endurance. Once the damage absorbed exceeds the limit, this Noble Phantasm can no longer be used.

Ibuki Douji's attack had already exceeded the scope of ordinary treasures. Although the eight slashes were blocked, the subsequent force was like a continuous flood, and even Jeanne could not hold on for long.