"Ah, it's beginning, it's beginning." At the top of the building, sitting on the protective railing, her legs hanging dangerously outside. The white counterfeit looked at the scene below and smiled on her face: "That's why I like to look at Death, there are so many similarities."

He stretched out his hand and moved the camera hanging next to him slightly back, making it possible to take a wider range of shots. Because the next battle was not short-range, he didn't want to do the kind of high-speed capture, because he had to watch it at that time. If that guy wanted to watch it, he could only feel aggrieved to see a wide and boring surveillance image through the camera. [bsp;   On his raised face, the supposedly golden pupil turned red, and the scars on his body stopped bleeding. The broken arm was like a faucet that had closed the valve, and the broken part turned into another outlet, and indescribable darkness surged out from it.

The black ghost claw grabbed his broken arm with his sword and hands, regardless of how awkward or weird the posture was, but just lifted it from bottom to top, and the sword of the selected king slid quickly and neatly across my body that was close to him.

After realizing this, the golden hero came back to his senses and looked at the hybrid in front of him.

He stood in the distance without moving, and he returned to his original position, as if nothing had happened just now. However, the other party's black arm and other hand holding his own sword, as well as the abnormality on his body, told him that what happened just now did exist.

At this moment, he was looking at himself with his eyes, with mockery in his vermilion, just like the expression he had looked at him before. A slight prickly feeling came from his body. He lowered his head and looked at the part where he felt it.

The latest and most popular clothing I just bought is only worn by myself because I am sure of it. However, the bright and relaxed white jackets and solemn and deep black clothes at this moment have also shown signs of asymmetry.

The long cracks lined straight from the jacket, and the broken clothes were the body obtained by Gilgamesh ten years ago.

The man had just used a sword to cut his clothes open. No, his purpose was to break his sword with one knife and two swords. The evidence was a shallow blood mark on his body.

That's, hurt??

The hero king, who had never had blood, faced with the red liquid flowing out of his body, was a scene that he had never even dreamed of. Moreover, if he was not seriously injured because he avoided it in time...

That bastard... dared to destroy my clothes??!!!

That bastard... actually forced me to retreat??!!!

That bastard... dares to hurt my body??!!!

I... was actually injured by this kind of bastard????!!!

At this moment, the coat and lining also opened their mouths and made silent mocking at the Hero King, laughing at him as if he was hurt by such a slut. The angry red lotus burned in Gilgamesh's eyes.

"Hmph!!!" His body shone with golden light, and a loud bang, and a magical riot like an explosion wrapped around him. Smoke was shrouded in smoke. When he saw his figure again, he had already put on the golden armor he had just now.

"You guy..." The golden light shone on the heaven and earth on the head of the demigod. On a dark night, this strong light seemed to reverse the rules of day and night reincarnation. The golden light wall was like a new sun. Every ray of sunlight it emitted was a treasure that could tear apart the heroic spirits.

He didn't know why this kid suddenly grew a black arm after being cut off his hands. He didn't know why he suddenly became a little strange. He didn't understand, but he didn't care about this. He just decided to raise the king's treasure, lock the target in that area, and then shoot directly over. The opponent resisted and killed him into powder. The opponent avoided, and the large-scale attack left him nowhere to dodge, killing him into powder. The opponent did not move, so he killed him into powder.

No matter who it is or what the reason is, as long as you are disrespectful to yourself as a king, there will be no place for him to exist between heaven and earth.

The slices of meat were torn apart, and the subsequent sword would cut it into pieces. Blood gushed up, and the subsequent sword cut the blood that was splashed away. The subsequent sword cut the split blood away. In short, it was necessary to completely eliminate it without any left on the spot, and even a trace could not be left behind!!! The hero king, who no longer has rationality in his emotions, had only such thoughts. The muscles on his face kept twitching, which was even more terrifying than the devil.

However, in the face of this kind of attack, "Shirou" seemed much more relaxed, and he even had the time to talk.

“Ha, a

che

You are right, you are really useless, Shirou" "Shirou Emiya" raised his face disdainfully and said to someone as if he had just happened. His messy red hair seemed to be sucked away from his vitality. It started from the root and turned white, spreading at an extremely fast speed, turning his hair into white.

"I have such a body..." He sneered loudly, and the broken arm he was holding gently raised, and Shiro's arm, holding the sword, floated into the air. He grabbed the end of the broken arm, pulled it hard, and pulled down his already loose arm, and then his black wrist grabbed the out-of-equipped Golden Sword.

The black mud flowed from the strange arms formed by the darkness from the palm holding the hilt of the sword, as if a living snake was impatiently devouring its prey. The black stream quickly wrapped around Jinhua's holy sword, and then made a crisp sound, and its surface turned black. The originally shining light was gone, but it was replaced by the black sword with red light lines like a ghost talisman.

It was not simply dyed black, but was completely dyed by the darkness flowing out of "Shiro's arms from the inside out, and dyed into a black magic sword that could not be transformed back into its original state.

While doing this with the new black left hand, he held the hilt of the sword that the Hero King had just cut down on his right hand. However, because the other party was in a hurry to retreat, he couldn't help but let go of the sword in his hand, so the sword was held in Shirou.

However, he had no intention of wanting this sword. A black breath rose from his right hand. The touched prototype sword made a corrosive sound. It suddenly shattered into powder with a bang like easy-to-destroy rotten iron.

"...this ability, and..." He casually threw away the injured and attacked the hero king. His red eyes changed color, his bright and blue eyes as blue as fire, and his passage entrance to the six paths of reincarnation. He screamed wildly at his enemy, his voice was so harsh that it made people creepy: "Own a

che

Why are all the combat techniques still beaten so badly!!!”

"It's enough to close the circuit. Since you can close the circuit, why not close that useless thing? As long as the bones are still there, you can fight. You're too embarrassed to stop moving because of the inexplicable pain. You are obviously the one who has been growing up, but it's too hard to ask me, the reader, to fight you. "He suddenly rose up in the air and rushed towards the enemy who cannot be opposed: "Only this time, let me teach you, and SE

What to do in the battle of vant!!!”

Not to mention Shirou's whistling, the Hero King was still very happy about his behavior of sending him to death. He couldn't wait to turn this kid into something that no one could tell. It was great for him to save time. So the golden sword group aimed at the enemy who rushed forward. After the other party jumped up, the landing point fell again. Before the other party had landed, the sword group shot out together, making a sudden hissing sound of a poisonous snake.

"Hmph" "Shiro" grinned, gently tapping her toes on the ground, and raised her face to face the group of deaths falling from the sky.

“iamthe

oneofmysw

od.”

He quickly spitted out this spell.

For magicians, spells are just self-suggestions to individuals. They change their inner self through spells, press the switch, and turn them into powered machines, and find that magic has been decided in their bodies long ago, thereby triggering it. Or transforming their bodies into the desired state. This spell belongs to the latter.

All magic tricks are the same when used, but singing can make it different.

That passage best shows the nature of a magician. In addition to containing the fixed keywords necessary to discover the magic, the rhythm of the chant also varies according to the magician's preferences.

Magicians who like to exaggerate and are prone to self-intoxication often have a long singing chant. However, this must be based on the craftsman's own cultivation. Moreover, because too long singing time is an ultimate flaw. However, the increase in the chanting alone will increase the power. The stronger the hint you give yourself, the ability to guide you from yourself can also improve.

Moreover, if the craftsman has saved the time to chant as much as possible, but the magic is still extremely long, then it is better not to let this kind of magic of several engineering projects appear, because it will definitely be your own nightmare.

"Shirou"'s chanting at this time can change his body, which is obviously a long sentence, but he chanted for less than half a second.

Short and mechanical, with some decisive twist.

In an instant, his feet on the ground seemed to be wrapped around something. He raised his black arm holding the black sword, and a black pattern climbed up his face.

Boom!!!Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Blue lightning, white flashes, golden sharp lights, and various colors intertwined, magic entangled and exploded, and the rising smoke and dust seemed to burst into pieces. The torrent of the treasure directly covered the figure of the white-haired boy. Compared to the thick smoke emitted by the explosion, his body was too small. In this case, just one blow should be dead. No one would think so, but Gilgamesh did not stop, and the treasure continued to pour wildly. The angry Golden Knight wanted to crush every centimeter of his body into unseen powder.

Just as he continued to release the sword group, a long smoke ejected from the huge smoke, with a gleam at the top, like a rocket that was blown away, sliding and twisting, and was forcing him.

Black light.

"What……"

The King of Gold took out a sword and blocked it over his head, resisting this unknown thing.

A muffled sound, a heavy rumbling sound of steel, Gilgamesh raised his eyes reflected the incredible Shiro Emiya.

The clothes were worn out in rags, the burning sparks and white blue smoke were all over the body, and there was something else on it.

The bright treasure pierced through the man's body. There were two swords on his left leg and a blood hole passing through on his right shoulder. The black alien hand was filled with swords. However, these treasures inserted into the black ghost's hands declined at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when they saw the iron tool of the Royal Shui, they dissolved rapidly and turned into fluid and dripped on the ground.

Hissing!! The water of the treasure dripped to the ground made a strange sound that made people's bones heat up. The black King's Sword collided with the treasure of the hero king, and then there was a giggling sound because of the force that resisted each other.

Even the Hero King was a little surprised when the person who was supposed to be completely cut into pieces suddenly appeared in front of him in another posture.

Gilgamesh, who had never seen such a scene, said angrily: "You..."

But "Shiro" had no intention of listening to him at all. The black lines spread to his face, and some even crawled into his eyes. He curled his mouth crookedly, and the centipede-shaped black body cut off the real feeling of Shiro's face. It was definitely not the expression Shiro Emiya had.

He was laughing, and at the same time he spoke a word: "cali

u

n."

The Golden Knight was a little incomprehensible about why the name of this sword was specifically mentioned in his mouth, but the sudden black luster reminded him of the reason.

This is……

The real name Jiefang, the black light burst out on the sword that was not even as thick as Shiro's arm. One of the stone swords that had already squeaked with Wang Zhibao suddenly became quiet and twisted at the same time. The black light flow thought, like a man-eating black hole, released its power and swallowed the dazzling golden knight in.

"boom!!!"

Compared to before, the earth was shaken by a loud noise. The ground was peeled off and the deep cracks extended far away, turning the entire area into a spider-web-shaped shape.

The black light is more like the sun than gold, but it is swallowed up, the sun in the eclipse state. The black light ball is twisting, swelling, condensed, and the power of destruction is driving the surrounding environment. However, because this place has long been messy by the explosion whirlwind, the surrounding gravel fragments are moving everywhere, and there is even a feeling of surrounding things being sucked in.

At this moment, the shadow of gold appeared.

Gilgamesh suddenly jumped out of the black light that broke out. The golden armor boots stepped on the charred land, but they slid because they couldn't stop. They covered their faces with one hand, blocking the only place without armor protection from harm. Finally, he stepped hard under his feet, and the golden armor fell deeply into the ground, destroying a long deep mark on the ground, and then he barely stopped.

At this moment, the Golden Knight no longer had the initial calmness and calmness. His body was unstable and in a mess. His armor was covered with a hint of black air, which was obviously the reason for being corroded by the black light just now.

Seeing that the enemy in front of him was no longer at the attack distance, "Shiro" did not stop and wanted to retreat, but the attack that had been released could not be thrown on this land that was about to fight, so he threw the black light flow out directly. At the same time, with the powerful recoil of the Stone Sword, Shiro jumped back and jumped back to the spot.

"Dong!!"

However, just after he landed, a huge wave suddenly came out from the sea current in the distance. The waves that reached dozens of meters high told him the might of the King's Sword.

"Just start the circuit of the leg muscles accurately, the speed can be accelerated. There is no need to open the magic circuit at all. A small part is enough to fight. Originally, none of your magic tricks need to open such a huge circuit, so it would be strange if you don't die like this." "Shirou" told himself that he had just opened the magic circuit and was worthy of being cut like that. At the same time, he added: "This is the first lesson, remember."

This is why he just dodged most of the treasures, but it did not turn into skewers because it was a little faster.

Gilgamesh gritted his teeth and glared at Shiro: "That sword, you..."

At this time, he heard the sound, raised his head, and raised his smile for the first time to the Hero King.

"I was not injured." He stretched out his black hand. He looked at the sword body that was about to melt, and shook it. The treasure fell to the ground like a jelly. "Shiro" looked up and down at the Golden Knight: "Oh, did you take out a defensive thing in time, but this one is not enough, cali

u

The power of the full opening is even shattered by your armor. You need to prepare a few more shields next time."

Because of this joke, the golden Yingling brows hit each other. He almost bit his teeth and stopped asking why he could release the power of other people's treasures. Although he obviously called the real name of the sword in the stone just now and activated the treasures,...

The first time I was ignored so much, the first time I was hurt so much, the first time I was fooled by someone like a monkey!!!

"die------!!!"

Only one word can describe the current mood of the Hero King. A golden wall was lit up behind him again, and the golden vortex was surging, showing the lightning and thunder in his heart.
To be continued...