My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

What I wish for!

In response, she took the lead and took the lead. She just exchanged a look with her master Ritsuka. As the King of Knights galloped, the holy sword in her hand gradually gathered the starlight of the world.

This brilliance is the hope of the stars, the proof of life that illuminates the earth——

Is it a treasure...

Diarmuid stopped moving forward, with admiration in his eyes.

This is his biggest shortcoming. Without a decisive weapon, he is destined to be unable to compete with the Sword of Victory.

Diarmuid would not feel it was unfair. This was also a demonstration of the enemy's ability. If he could not surpass it, it would mean that he was not qualified to win the victory crown.

What's more, he is not helpless.

Master!

We have started preparing for it a long time ago! Since he supports it as the master, Shuo Yue will naturally not use the three extraordinary magics. He only listens to him reciting the incantation exceeding five bars very fast, and finally snaps his fingers. .

Dust of Osiris!

The supreme defensive magic that gives you invincibility, learned from the Atlas Academy's unique book in the clock tower library!

Golden light flowed down and soon covered Diarmuid's body, making him look as inviolable as a god.

Thank you again, my lord! With the strongest protection in his body, Diarmuid simply gave up all defenses and chose to pour all the power and magic power into his two spears, letting the two rose spears gradually envelope the vast world. The outline, accompanied by the roar that breaks the air, is ready to go.

Opposite him, Ritsuka lightly beat her chest, and the ritual ability 'Death Trident' was attached to Artoria, making her treasure phantom entwined with the absolute truth that breaks all laws.

Finally, Artoria's energy storage was announced, and as she shouted, endless starlight rushed out from the sky:

Let's decide the outcome, the sword of victory!!!

Drink ah ah ah! Diarmuid roared in joy and fearlessness, and threw out his two guns. Then the two giant dragons of red and gold roared up, circled past the light cannon and headed upstream towards He shot away at the unprotected Arturia.

In an instant, the Sword of Promise of Victory hit Diarmuid, and the two magic spears hit Artoria's body one after another——

Oops, replacement magic! Shuo Yue was the first to change color, breaking the master's prohibition, summoning a diamond-shaped space to rescue the crumbling figure in the light flow. At the same time, Ritsuka was also breathing heavily, without hesitation. The final magic was launched.

Healing Magic·Beach House Bath!

The red spear that broke the demon fell, and the wound on Artoria's side healed quickly. However, under the influence of the 'Destroying Yellow Rose', she had to kneel on one knee and mobilize all her magic power to prevent the wound on her leg from leaking out. blood, and fell into a state of near-death due to excessive blood loss.

It was difficult for Artoria to fight anymore, but Ritsuka stopped Mashu who wanted to step forward, and stepped forward with a determined look on his face, standing in front of Artoria.

The Holy Grail system did not respond, which meant that the opponent did not lose the ability to fight.

But this is still the case on their side. What about Diarmuid who took a direct blow from the Sword of Victory?

The dust and smoke dissipated, and there was no trace of pollution in the blue sky. The young man still stood upright, but beside him, there was a man covered in bruises and half kneeling on the ground.

I'm sorry, this was my mistake. Shuo Yue maintained the healing magic in his hand and sighed softly.

Facing the Master's apology, Diarmuid responded with a sincere smile.

No, this is not your fault, my lord, it's just that my skills are inferior to others, and Ritsuka happened to find a way to defeat us——

Before he could finish speaking, the brave spearman fell to the ground and fell into a coma with a hearty mood and a touch of regret.

After confirming that Diarmuid's spiritual foundation was intact, Sakuzuki turned to look at Ritsuka, his golden pupils showing approval.

You won the battle between servants, he said.

However, Ritsuka did not relax.

But you haven't lost yet.

Ah, yes. In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, white robes appeared, and the red Akahara ceremonial dress made a hunting sound. The young man's eyebrows were handsome, and the two knives in his hands drew smooth arcs.

The blade was pointed directly at Ritsuka.

After all, the people to defeat according to the rules are Diarmuid as the Servant, and me as the Master!

Someone was beating the war drum hard somewhere. Amidst the deep and thick sound, Li Xiangmu stood there, his whole body stiffened by the undisguised fighting spirit.

Regardless of the identity of the master, Fujimaru Ritsuka is an ordinary person, which means that the failure of the servant also means her failure.

But Shuo Yue is different - even if he doesn't have a follower, he still possesses the three most powerful magics and has combat power comparable to that of a follower.

That was the strength that emerged from the Fourth Holy Grail War, from the Second Singularity, and from the illusion of the Crowned Assassin. It was a terrifying power that was absolutely not inferior to any existence!

Keep up the healing magic, Ritsuka. Arturia stood up with her sword in hand, ignoring the blood seeping out on her armor, Sakuyue Qing is far more powerful than we imagined. Even I can't guarantee that I can defeat him. ,not to mention……

What's more, she is already injured like this.

Ritsuka understood the unfinished words. She nodded silently, but there was not much flinching in her eyes. She just stood beside Artoria and channeled the remaining magic power with all her strength.

The so-called Saint Crystal, the so-called QP, the so-called victory or defeat... everything was thrown out of the window by Li Xiang.

The person standing in front of her was the final winner of the Holy Grail Tournament, a Master whose quality far surpassed hers, and a powerful opponent that would never be found in Chaldea's simulation trial.

After experiencing many unique points, how much Fujimaru Ritsuka has grown - let her test it out in this battle!

Her second battle has begun, and this time, the opponent she and Artoria have to face is the young man who once raised the sword to the sky and cut the giant demon pig in two.

Master Shuo Yue, join the battle!

Suddenly, I remembered the captain's magical operation of using celestial magic to overthrow Chaldea and add an extra life bar to the Boiling Sheep. Wow, oh, oh, captain, my captain...

Chapter 363 Youth So Far

Chapter 364 Youth So Far

Although the fight was in the camp, Shuo Yue had already laid out the ceremony venue in advance. With the blessing of the Holy Grail, even if two Arturia's Noble Phantasms clashed, it would not be destroyed.

Since safety can be guaranteed, Chaldea's servants will naturally not miss their master's battle. They rushed over and hugged Miyu like a toy when they landed. Illya, who couldn't put it down, couldn't help but be attracted to her attention. Together, the two friends watched the struggle before them.

The armor leaves like dragon scales overlap each other. Each piece is a crystal formed by transforming noble fantasy into steel and pouring thousands of prayers into the furnace.

Now, the incarnation of hope covers the body of the blond knight, and together with the Star Sword of 'hope' itself, makes all observers look up!

Even though he was injured, he still couldn't conceal his grace. The glorious King Arthur stepped forward, clearly fully armed but still tightening his body, using all his vigilance and all his will to meet the opponent in front of him.

In the footsteps of the red dragon running, the noise around him has gone away, and what remains is the sound of running like a drum, which makes people boil with fighting spirit.

Facing the full speed, the young man in white robe and red clothes remained unmoved. He stood there with a smile, watching the holy sword roar, splitting the space, leaving a golden light spreading straight forward.

Cut it off at the young man who was about the same size as it!

A high and sharp collision sound erupted, and the two swords shattered into pieces at the moment of contact. However, the all-out slash came to an abrupt end!

The arc of impact light, which was enough to break through the fortress in an instant, was stopped under the thrust of the spear.

Only sparks flew past the young man's smiling face.

On the crimson magic gun that was in a stalemate with the arc of light, the runes of ancient gods were outlined, and an ominous curse breath flowed. Then, with a careless swing of the young man, the golden arc of light was lifted into the sky and disappeared suddenly.

This, this is? Diarmuid, who had just woken up, saw the magic gun in Shuo Yue's hand and subconsciously turned his head. His beloved gun was still in his hand.

But the weapon Shuo Yue is using now is clearly the same as his, a magic gun called the 'Demon-Breaking Red Rose'!

There are traces of projection magic, but this power is not inferior to that of the original... Tamamo Mae pondered, with a look of disbelief and solemnity on his face.

This is already...a realm of creation.

During the low conversation, the young man smiled and finally took steps.

One step forward!

Arturia only saw Shuo Yue make such an action, and the next moment, there was a chill coming from behind her, very close at hand.

The lightning expands.

He only had time to raise his sword before he was hit hard and sent flying.

collapse!

The strong armor collided with the equally hard earth, and Artoria couldn't help but groan in pain. The wounds that could not be healed were chapped, and her physical strength was drained with blood.

But amidst the howling wind, she suddenly adjusted her body shape, as if she had never been injured, and silently and swiftly swung the holy sword!

Just like the hard training that has begun since childhood and has never stopped for a day, the complicated skills have long been simplified into instincts. Each move does not even require thinking, surpassing oneself, and even faster than lightning.

After thousands of hammerings and hundreds of chains, only the smoothness and purity of the chain are left.

But the chain-washing move, which was so straightforward that there was no fancy at all, was filled with unspeakable violence and ferocity.

What a shame!

There was no fancy weapon fighting, and the spreading storm swept across with scorching temperature and breathtaking light.

Cracks bloomed on the ground, and before the loud noise could even be heard, the two sides had already launched another attack.

Without any reservation, use all your strength to strike at the opponent.

Still, head-on!

When the loud noises stretched into a line like thunder, the hurricane had blurred the figures of the two people, and only the fleeting outline could be faintly seen.

In the eardrum-shattering roar, after repeated tit-for-tat collisions, finally, the young man in white robe and red clothes was forced to retreat, his numb hands fell backwards uncontrollably, and the door was wide open!

Martial arts is where he really falls short. When Artoria's intuition brought the battle to this point, Shuo Yue's defeat was already doomed.

With bright eyes, the holy sword in his hand drew a stunning arc, containing the enemy's neck into its trajectory, and then, the light rushed!

Is it a sure kill? Panting, Ritsuka raised his head.

Is there a winner? Diarmuid and Cu Chulainn looked at each other intently.

Brother, he is in danger! Miyu controlled herself not to shout, but she saw the young man with white hair and golden eyes suddenly turned his head and smiled at her in the dangerous killing field!

Watch it, Meiyou. The young man said.

Your brother is very powerful.

At that moment, they heard the distant sound.

The voice from Shuo Yue.

It is difficult to distinguish whether it is the incantation recited by the magician or the elegant singing of the singer. But that ethereal voice seemed to have an entity.

Covering everything, freezing the entire battlefield!

Created by the art of projection, anchored by the art of displacement, the shadow of imaginary numbers roars in the endless void, the beast with seven heads and ten horns comes on the flood, tearing everything apart and destroying everything in its self-dominance...

In full view of everyone, the sharp holy sword suddenly screamed, and blood spurted out from the owner's slender arm!