Shirou Emiya stands on the Terra continent

The most urgent task now is to get rid of the criminal immediately. If Shigong understood correctly, these people wanted to create panic in Longmen.

The reason why I chose to hold the concert is because there are many people here.

The other party's division of labor was also very clear. One person was outside to attract the attention of the Guard Bureau, and the other four found the right opportunity to plant explosives at the concert.

And those people actually said it was for the infected...

The consequences of such actions can be concluded without Emiya having to think about it.

That is, their actions will only make the infected's position in Longmen even more precarious.

You have to know that Longmen is a relatively tolerant city towards the infected. If it were somewhere else, they might have been driven out long ago.

Their actions were of no help to the infected people in Longmen, and even made their lives more difficult.

Thinking of this, Emiya prepared to project his treasure and destroy the opponent and the explosives on his body in one breath. At the moment of projection, Emiya felt the voice emerging from his mind.

The screams of men, the shrieks of women, the cries of children...

Many voices appeared in Emiya's mind at the same time, and he felt a little breathless.

The severe pain caused him to spit out all the air in his lungs, and he was completely unable to breathe.

"Ah...ah..."

Half-kneeling on the ground, Emiya no longer cared about the problems on his body.

The images and sounds that kept flashing through his brain stimulated Emiya's nerves again and again.

The pain and tears of the infected on this land.

And the anger of the infected towards this land.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to Emiya, it was like coming into contact with the evil of this world.

Full of negative emotions continued to erode Emiya.

"We need to... first take care of things here..."

Gritting his teeth, Emiya forced himself to ignore the sounds and images.

Compared to the evils of this world, these are just drizzles, aren't they?

He is not so fragile that he can be knocked down like this!

Although he thought so, Emiya found that he couldn't move at all.

His hands and feet didn't obey him, let alone trying to mobilize his magic power to use projection magic.

The pain and dizziness continued to erode Emiya's willpower, and at one point he thought about just giving up and leaving the rest to the people in the Imperial Guard Bureau.

Until he heard the sound of Texas.

It seemed like she wanted to use the support of Sora's Originium Technique to come and help him.

But this place is very dangerous... Just guard the door and don't let this guy escape, right?

But if you think about it, based on the personalities of everyone at Penguin Logistics, they probably wouldn't just leave him alone in this Originium dust, right?

This won't do... Who would wear protective gear for no reason? If you just come in like this, you'll become infected!

Thinking of this, Emiya squeezed out the last bit of his strength.

He stood up shakily and began to use projection magic.

"Don't look, don't think about it. If you give up, someone will come rushing in to find you."

Emiya kept talking to himself, reminding himself.

As if he had successfully hypnotized himself, Emiya felt that the sounds and images in his mind became a little fuzzy, and the tingling sensation in his body was not so severe.

Yes, he is not alone, it would be bad if he fell down like this.

After all, all the people in Penguin Logistics were ruined by him. If it weren't for him, everyone would have been unable to take care of themselves for a while, right?

Besides, he couldn't just abandon Anso and the children in the store; they were depending on his salary to make a living.

As for the Imperial Guard Bureau...it seems like it doesn't matter if he's not there, but everyone will definitely be worried about him.

As scenes of daily life continued to flash by, Emiya's vision gradually became clearer and control of his body was quickly returning.

At the same time, those negative emotions were also suppressed.

"Aha…"

Exhaling deeply, Emiya quickly understood why his condition suddenly improved.

The holy cloth wrapped around his right hand was now emitting magical power.

Although it was the first time he had seen such a situation, it was definitely the credit of the Holy Shroud.

He tore off the tattered sleeve on his right hand, revealing the holy cloth emitting blue magical light inside. Emiya began to mobilize his magical power and condense it on his hands.

It was not his favorite Gan Jiang and Moye, nor was it the longbow he had been using recently, nor was it any other treasure.

Emiya felt that the weapon that should be projected most right now was the dragon-slaying sword that Chen Sir always wore on his waist─Akasaka.

From the first time he saw this sword, Emiya had already figured out its structure.

He didn't know the reason, but he just felt that projection was the best weapon right now.

But he shouldn't be able to project Originium-related weapons.

The reason why he couldn't project was very simple. He could project the superficial appearance of the Originium, but he couldn't understand the other things contained in it.

But it doesn't matter, the thing he has the most right now is Originium.

If you can't understand it, just borrow it.

Just as he has always been, with borrowed ideals and borrowed abilities...

Even if it was borrowed, at least at this moment, it belonged to him!

On his hands, the ball of light formed by magic power continuously absorbed the surrounding source stone dust and gradually took the shape of Chi Xiao.

The memories of this sword are constantly emerging in Emiya's mind.

The scene where Wei Yanwu is instructing Chen Sir in his sword skills.

There are seven different sword skills: Drawing the Sword, Tears, Running into the Night, Raising Eyebrows, Breaking Shadow, Cloud Splitting, and Sky Staring.

After using Jueying for the first time, Chen Sir woke up in the hospital and found Chi Xiao at the bedside.

When Chen Sir wanted to use Chi Xiao to defeat the enemy for the first time, he was unable to pull it out for unknown reasons. Fortunately, Chi Xiao was unsheathed at the critical moment, and it destroyed half of the underground garage. It was unsheathed a second time to open a door.

Chen Sir attributed her failure to use Chi Xiao successfully to her own lack of effort, so she pushed herself to become faster and more powerful.

One scene after another appeared in Emiya's mind.

At the same time, Emiya's holy shroud also emitted an intense magical light, wrapping around Emiya's body.

As the Originium dust disappeared, Emiya stood in front of everyone holding a sword emitting red light.

The floral shirt that Xingxiong and Shi Huaiya had given him as a disguise had disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was a red sleeve on Emiya's right hand, a black Wuxiu tight top, and black pants.

The red cloak wrapped around his waist was fluttering as Emiya used his magic.

"What!?"

Seeing that the Originium dust disappeared just like that, and that Emiya inside looked like nothing happened, the Ursus people suddenly felt a little panicked.

But soon, he was no longer panicked.

Because Shirou waved the Red Scabbard in his hand.

"Chi Xiao, draw your sword!"

He stabbed out the Chi Xiao projected on his hand, and the person in front of him and the explosives on his body were instantly split into two halves.

As a result, a big hole was also made in the building behind by Emiya.

The sword was moving very fast. In the eyes of others, Emiya seemed to have made the first move and only then did they hear the name of the move.

"Wow, how did you do that instant change of outfit? So cool!"

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Franka pulled off the protective mask on her head and looked at the scene in front of her with excitement.

Putting aside other things, just based on the other person's current appearance, she can give him a full score.

Plus, the opponent swung the red sword, so she could give an explosive result!

"Very good…"

Compared to Franka, who only cares about appearances and is perfunctory, everyone at Penguin Logistics breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Emiya seemed to be fine.

Especially Kong's eye sockets were a little red and swollen.

Emiya was holding the Red Scabbard in his hand, staring in a daze at the people in front of him who were scattered because of the swords they drew.

Walking forward, Emiya picked up a thin strip of orange cloth from an arm.

He remembered what it was. Back then, in the snowy plains of Ursus, the members of the Reunion Movement all had the same thing wrapped around their arms.

So... the one who implemented all these plans was the Integration Movement?

Before Emiya could think about it, a large amount of severe pain came over him, making the exhausted Emiya's eyes go black, and then he fell straight back.

Consciousness is interrupted.

179 Good news

In the ice and snow, a group of people wearing thin clothes were walking.

In addition to thin clothes, they also had shackles on their feet and black Originium crystals on their bodies.

There are men and women, old and young.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all infected.

Standing in the distance, Emiya looked at the scene below.

Emiya didn't know where this place was. Apart from standing on the ground, he couldn't do anything else.

If you try to touch a tree, your hands will pass through it.

If he wanted to attack the soldiers who were bullying the infected, his fists would go through them.

He could only watch these infected people endure the persecution.

A thin infected person fell in the snow, and no matter how the soldiers whipped him, he did not respond.

She is dead.

A large amount of wind and snow swept by, and the scene in front of Emiya changed.

It was no longer a land of ice and snow, but a place that looked like a mine.

The infected gathered together and used the tools in their hands to continuously dig out the source stone inside.

Their frail bodies were doing high-intensity work, and the thick Originium dust in the air was constantly aggravating their mineral sickness.

The vicious cycle accelerates the end of their lives.

The infected people fell to the ground one by one, and were then pushed into a large pit and burned.

It became the source of warmth for the infected people in the entire mine.

Looking at the infected people in the pit, all Emiya could do was clench his hands.

This is not the real world, nor is it Archer's memory.

Rather, it is the memories of the infected carried by the Originium.

A raging fire shot up into the sky, engulfing Shirou as well.

"...!"

Frightened by the sudden fire, Emiya widened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the pure white ceiling.

There is also the smell of disinfectant and the sounds of some instruments.

When he smelled the disinfectant, he knew this was reality.

After all, even when he was standing among the corpses just now, he couldn't smell anything.