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Chapter 129: Fantasy Collapse

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    Clang!

    The sparks fired by the impact of steel were originally incomparable to the physical strength of the Heroic Spirits as a human being. However, Shirou Emiya found that after he projected this weapon, he had many more skills in his mind, and his body was strengthened enough just like the strengthening magic.  Although there was still a big gap between using these skills, he could barely resist this fatal move.

    "Ha, as expected, the skills and physical strength can also be copied."

    The man in red kicked out, and Shirou Emiya was instantly kicked away. He broke through the Japanese-style wooden door and came to the cold corridor. Before Shirou Emiya could get up, a white knife in the hand of the man in red was  Flying out, the blade grazed Emiya Shirou's ear, and a stream of donated blood flowed out of his face.

    The man in red was stunned, why did he miss?  Sure enough, it was because he was moved by the scene. The moonlight and cold air today are the same as those many years ago. However, he has cut off the cause and effect of the past and decided to clear up his mistakes in harvest and planting. Nothing can change his determination. The man in red walked towards Shirou Emiya.  Go, with every step you take, your will becomes stronger and your murderous intention becomes stronger.

    Shirou Emiya struggled to get up, and found that the weapon he projected had cracks, just like it was made by poor craftsmen. Without thinking, he grabbed the white long knife of the man in red, held it in his hand and then  A mysterious feeling came to his mind. This knife was not repulsive to him, and the structure, concept, and bones inside made him instantly understand the mistakes and flaws in his previous projection.

    "Go to hell, Shirou Emiya!"

    The man in red rushed over. Shirou Emiya couldn't catch his sound at all, but his body realized one step ahead and instinctively reacted. The roar of steel continued to sound, like rain hitting a pipa.  It went on and on. After resisting more than a dozen attacks, Emiya Shirou was forced to walk barefoot from the corridor into the backyard. The man in red slashed with a knife. The white knife in Emiya Shirou's hand suddenly shattered, and at the same time, the broken knife also broke.  There was the black sword of the man in red, but the next moment two identical black and white swords appeared in his hand.

    "It's really ugly. How can a majestic heroic spirit have such a hard time dealing with a human being?"

    At this moment, a voice came from the roof. The blue spearman stood on top and looked down at the battle below, with a mocking breath on his lips. Shirou Emiya's heart sank. It was really a wolf before and a tiger behind him that was doomed this time.  When he was distracted, the man in red instantly seized the opportunity. The two knives crossed each other like scissors and were about to decapitate him. The next moment a red lightning leaped over, and the man in red had no choice but to give up killing Shirou Emiya.  , blocking and knocking away the blood-red demonic spear that was projected towards him.

    "what are you up to?"

    Seeing that he was about to achieve his goal, but was stopped by others, the red-clothed archer was very angry. As soon as the spearman summoned his hand, the red magic spear turned into light and appeared in his hand the next moment, and said lazily:

    "Originally, I could have watched the show. After all, I would not kill the same person for the second time. However, my master was very interested in this mansion and asked me to monitor the owner of this house. I didn't expect that I had killed him once.  The unlucky guy."

    "No one can stop what I want to do, Lancer, you are asking for your own death."

    "Ha, you sound really arrogant. If it weren't for this kid, you would have died by my gun."

    The blue spearman expressed his disdain for the words of the red archer with confidence. The archer's two swords glowed, and then the handles of the swords were connected together. The two swords instantly changed their projection form and turned into a long bow. The free  A hand emerged with light again and turned into a strange sword with a blue hilt and a spiral blade. The sword automatically shrunk when it got close to the longbow, turned into an arrow, and aimed at the blue spearman.

    Feeling a strange threat, the blue spearman Lancer also said seriously:

    "So you are an archer?"

    "If you retreat now, I won't waste my magic power fighting you before it's too late."

    "It's ridiculous. Maybe ordinary melee professionals are afraid of archers' long-range attacks, but I am the archers' nemesis."

    The blue spearman stared at the archer and said, not caring about his threat. He has the ability to avoid arrows and defend against flying props.  It is an ability that a lancer is born with.  When the sniper is in sight, no matter what kind of weapon is thrown, it can be captured and responded to with the naked eye.  As long as it is a throwing attack, it can be avoided even if it is a Noble Phantasm.

    The archer in red showed a smile and said:

    "Of course I know your abilities. It's useless to aim at such a skill pair, but your abilities are not suitable for direct attacks at extremely long distances, nor for large-scale all-out attacks (wide-range explosions when hit).  type attack)."

     The spearman's expression finally changed, he frowned and looked at him and said:

    "You actually know my real name?"

    "The legend of the Irish Sons of Light is so famous. I already knew your identity when you tried to use the magic gun on the playground, and I also have corresponding methods to restrain it."

    Archer told the spearman's real name, Cu Chulainn, formerly known as Setanda, the son of the Irish sun god in Celtic mythology, the central figure in the ancient Irish Gaelic story "The Long March to Seize the Cattle", a great and  An extremely bloodthirsty hero.  When he was still a boy, he killed a ferocious hound, and then he chose to replace the hound to protect his master. This is where the name "Cu Chulainn" comes from.

    "It doesn't matter, people are too famous. Even if you want to hide your identity, it is difficult. Only an unknown person like you can hardly let people know your real name. Even if you know it, I'm afraid I don't know your origin."

    Cu Chulainn's expression quickly relaxed and he didn't take Archer's words seriously, thinking that he was bluffing. Archer didn't say anything and directly shot an arrow. For ordinary people, he could clearly see the spiral arrow that was invisible to the naked eye.  The arrow rotated, and its peculiar shape allowed it to tear the air apart, gaining extremely high speed and almost irresistible sharpness. Just like a drill that can drill through everything, it is difficult to resist with purely defensive treasures.

    With incredible skill, Cu Chulainn's magic spear aimed the tip of the spear at the tip of the arrow, and also used the spiral force technique in the spear technique. The collision of the two forces instantly shattered the arrow, but the next moment, a huge explosion sounded,  The sound of the Irish gunmen was drowned out, and the atmosphere was shaken violently. Large pieces of the roof were torn off, like a typhoon attack or a shock wave caused by a missile explosion. The scene was very spectacular.

    Cough, cough, cough.

    The blue Lancer's voice appeared in the courtyard, looking very embarrassed. Although he felt very bad at the moment of the explosion, the biggest characteristic of the Lancer profession was instantly revealed. He quickly accelerated to avoid the explosion, but he still suffered.  Minor injuries.

    "Are you crazy? You destroyed your own Noble Phantasm?"

    Lancer Cu Chulainn looked at him in disbelief. He just wanted to fly the treasure arrow, but the other party took the initiative to make it explode. Although there are indeed people who can detonate the treasure in an instant, this is a method of killing both jade and stone.  It is a symbol of heroic spirit and a guarantee of strength. Destroying one's own Noble Phantasm is simply an unreasonable act.

    As soon as Cu Chulainn finished speaking, he saw a spiral sword appear again in the opponent's hand. Its undulating and gorgeous appearance was undoubtedly still a Noble Phantasm. Lancer was speechless for a long time, and suddenly said:

    "These are all projection magic, right? You can actually replicate this kind of magic into a Noble Phantasm?"

    "Yes, I am a nobody myself. I don't enjoy the benefits brought by the popularity of you heroic spirits. I don't even have my own Noble Phantasm. However, I am still sure of victory when fighting you. Just now was one of my tricks.  An illusion shattered." (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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