Shirou Emiya is determined to kill all the cursed spirits and evil spirits

It was clearly just an ordinary slash, but due to Emiya's strengthening of his body, it created a sound like a giant sword chopping down.

The blade touched the ground unhindered, splashing water all over the sky. Naturally, the opponent's body was cut open from head to waist.

Wow—wow—wow—

Before the water splashed down, Emiya swung his two swords at an extremely fast speed, completing dozens of precise slashes. The sword light even left clearly visible marks on the wall several meters away.

Then he kicked the opponent hard in the chest, kicking the disgusting cursed spirit into the wall dozens of meters away.

------boom!!

The violent collision stirred up countless gravel and dust, almost burying the guy's body.

“Ah, huh…?”

However, after a moment, he crawled out from the rubble again and stood up with his body that looked like a rag doll with dozens of empty cracks.

The wounds were even being sutured and healed with silk thread at an extremely fast speed.

"You...are very strong!"

ps: First two chapters, there will be more in the evening

Volume 1: Chapter 51: Hrunting. (Red Plains Hound)

"Ahh, it was so scary, so scary. At that moment I really thought I was going to die."

"This is the first time I've suffered such a serious injury, so I'm inevitably a little unsure. But thanks to you, I was able to learn something new..."

"Even if my body is cut into pieces, as long as I maintain the shape of my soul, I won't die, and the consumption of my cursed energy can still be within the range of self-replenishment... I'm really amazing."

While quickly putting his flailing limbs back into place, Mahito looked at Emiya with a grin on his face.

"And it seems that there is no risk to my own soul no matter how it is transformed."

Under the manipulation of the real person, the shape of his outstretched hand began to change continuously, from wings to blades, and from a shield to an iron rod.

It seems that as he said, he can change the form of the soul at will and then affect reality.

But no matter what, his ability should be classified as a technique. As long as the technique is activated, it will consume cursed energy, so it cannot be said to be completely unsolvable.

However, cursed spirits are different from sorcerers. Born from curses, they can draw energy from negative emotions. If it is the hatred of humans towards humans... there are probably countless such things in the world.

So what this guy just said about the magic power of natural recovery being able to completely offset the magic power consumed by physical recovery is most likely true.

Does this mean that attacks that cannot reach the soul will definitely not be able to harm this guy?

Emiya subconsciously tightened his grip on his weapon again, but for a moment he couldn't think of any good way to deal with it.

There are many Noble Phantasms that can affect the soul, but if we limit the scope to Sword-type Noble Phantasms, the options available will be much smaller.

And more importantly, Emiya currently does not have this type of Noble Phantasm in his reserves.

Ultimately, time is too short...

"What's wrong? You're not attacking yet. Are you thinking about how to break my spell?"

"Unfortunately, any attack will be ineffective if it doesn't reach the soul. And..."

While the real person was halfway through his story, he suddenly took out a few strangely shaped objects from his pocket and waved his hand to throw them in the direction of Emiya.

"I won't give you another chance."

Crack - click -!

Those objects fell to the ground and quickly grew into monsters of various shapes, running towards Emiya in exaggerated postures.

These monsters are both very fast and powerful, and ordinary humans and sorcerers may not be able to easily defeat them, but this certainly does not include Emiya.

Instead of retreating, Emiya stepped forward, dodging and kicking the monster charging in front of him. He then engaged the remaining monsters, knocking them to the ground in a few exchanges.

"Slow down, it's very difficult for me to store humans. Most people will die immediately after changing their shape."

Just as Emiya was about to kill them completely, his movements suddenly stopped because of the other party's words.

"......"

"You guy!"

"laugh."

Seeing that Emiya gave up attacking the cyborg and rushed towards him instead, a slightly morbid smile immediately appeared on Makoto's face.

"I can see that your soul is wavering!"

This guy didn't directly meet Emiya's attack. Instead, he changed his legs into a horse-like posture and avoided it at an extremely fast speed.

"Hahahahahahaha, come on, come on, make me happier!"

Is he enjoying the fight, or is he enjoying this morbid emotion, or is it both?

In short, this guy didn't attack Emiya himself at all. Instead, he relied on the mobility gained from his body transformation to dodge, allowing the modified people to pounce on him desperately by completely giving up defense.

If he didn't want to kill these poor transformed people directly, Shirou could only try his best to avoid them, but in his timid state, it was impossible for him to catch the cursed spirits in front of him.

In this narrow underground space, powerful treasures are completely useless, and even bows and arrows cannot be used.

Regardless of whether we can cause damage or not, we must find a way to limit this guy's mobility first.

Just as Emiya was lost in thought, a cyborg below, whose attack he had just dodged, suddenly began to swell, and its body rushed towards him like a cannonball.

boom--!

When the smoke and dust cleared, the cyborg, who was originally no different from an ordinary person, had turned into a huge column standing in the center of the underground tunnel, and Emiya gently landed on top of the column.

"Not only the shape, but even the mass can be changed?"

This technique is just as unreasonable as Mr. Gojo's unbridled behavior...

"Help...help..."

A hoarse voice came, and Emiya looked down, only to see a distorted face on the pillar under his feet.

It looked like a piece of skin without all the internal organs, but sounds came from its mouth and tears seeped from the slits of its eyes.

"Huh? Sorry, sorry~ I've practiced a lot, and now I won't die immediately when I change the size. But the precision of my brain, or rather my consciousness, isn't high enough yet, and sometimes I sweat like a soul."

"Don't worry, let's continue."

When he said this, the real person's expression was quite indifferent, as if he really just regarded this as an accident.

Emiya didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tear marks on the face.

"You're such a jerk for saying you don't care."

At this moment, the expression on Emiya's face has returned to calm.

It was because his anger had reached a certain level that he restrained all his emotions, just like he did at the beginning.

"This must be fake. The soul really can't see the shaking?"

The real person still looked nonchalant, and had no idea what he would face next.

"Hoo, hoo... Emiya-kun!"

At the same time, Nanami Kento appeared at the end of the tunnel. He rushed there as soon as he received Emiya's signal and successfully arrived at the battlefield at this time.

Without exchanging any further information, Nanami Kento leaped over and stood guard behind Emiya, explaining, "Humans who have been modified cannot be saved... However, I'll handle the modified humans, so you can focus on dealing with that special cursed spirit."

This distribution is not difficult or not, it’s just that Kento Nanami thinks it’s better this way.

"Please, Nanami-senpai."

Emiya also didn't say much. He jumped down from the columnar transformed body, drew his longbow and aimed at the real person not far away.

“Trace on.”

"Really? You're going to attack me with such a clumsy weapon, how about we see if you can hit me?"

He kicked the ground with his horse hoof-like feet, still maintaining his arrogant attitude.

However, Emiya still did not speak, but just released the bowstring and arrow in his hands.

"...Hrunting. (Akahara Hound)"

Volume 1: Chapter 52 You, you have been plotting against me from the very beginning!!!

Hrunting is the protagonist of Beowulf, the oldest epic poem in English literature, and one of Beowulf's Noble Phantasms.

It is called the Red Plains Hound because this treasure can smell blood like a real hound and track its owner.

The original concept was that in this state, each swing could deliver the most appropriate slash, which meant that a normal swing could theoretically maximize the damage.

And with every strike, the blade absorbs the blood of the attacker and the attacked, emitting a red glow, making it a true demonic sword.

However, Emiya's projection magic can not only project the original text in its exact form, but also modify its appearance and concept without destroying the Noble Phantasm...

In a sense, it is no different from real reforging.

At this time, the demon sword was no longer as straight as before, but was transformed by Emiya into a rotating streamlined shape that was more suitable for use as an arrow, just like the spiral sword.

Its current characteristic is that as long as the shooter survives, it will continue to pursue the target no matter how many times it is shot down. This is a different form of Noble Phantasm from the Ares Sword's Causal Reversal.

And the moment Emiya loosened his hand, this special sword arrow turned into a red arrow of light and galloped away like a wild horse.

boom----!

Even though it was specialized in properties rather than power, the Akahara Hound's momentum was equally overwhelming, and it raised countless dust and splashes of water with its impact force as it flew along.

Unfortunately, even though it was flying very fast, the real person saw its landing point as it left the bowstring and easily dodged it.

The sword arrow continued to fly forward and disappeared at the end of the passage in a moment.

"Hey, you're kidding, right? Who are you trying to hit with this fancy attack?"

After dodging the attack, the real person continued to jump with his feet that had turned into horse hooves, as if to say that this level of attack could not satisfy him at all.

"Your ability is to transform the form of souls, right?"

"It just so happens that my ability is quite similar. I can change the form and properties of weapons."

Emiya gently lowered his arm holding the longbow and told the other party the truth—

"And the true meaning of Hrunting is the Red Plains hound that keeps on hunting."

"......What?!"

Just from this name, the real person could interpret that something was wrong, but it was too late.

From the initial conversations to buy time and obtain information, to the current information revealed in order to paralyze the opponent, Emiya almost never spent any extra time in this battle, except for wiping his tears that time.

Just like what Emiya wanted to express when he fought against Gojo Satoru not long ago, you should never underestimate your opponent, and you should never fight with a playful attitude.

The mentality of the cursed spirit in front of him was obviously the same as that of Gojo Satoru back then.

He thinks he is strong enough, so he behaves quite exaggeratedly in battle.

Now is the time to pay the price.

"Buzz!"

There was a strange sound, and the real person turned around suddenly and looked to the side. There happened to be a pipe on the wall there, and some strange light was flashing in it.

He tried to dodge hastily, but it was too late.

boom--!

The crimson arrow of light hit the real person right in the middle of his eyebrows, tearing his head apart from the center, and then flew straight into the passage on the opposite side.

"Huh, huh..."

He tried to speak, but his mouth only recovered after a few moments. His eyes, drooping at his sides, quickly observed the surroundings, only to discover with horror that this seemed to be some kind of junction in the sewer system.

There are several tunnels leading in all directions, and countless pipe openings of all sizes like the one just shown.

There is nowhere to escape.

He had no idea which direction the sword arrow would come from, so there was no way he could dodge it in advance.

If that sword arrow would bite him like a hyena as Emiya said, he would definitely be in trouble in this terrain.

How could this happen? How could this happen?!

Obviously, the place where they first fought was not this kind of place at all. Could it be that...