After waving his treasure to smash the ground for the third time, an

Amid the sound of large swaths of ground shattering and rocks hitting, an[]

Didn't hear a

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The sound of calling for your treasure.

"Unknown to the sky lock, then the heart is pierced by thousands of arrows." an

With that slightly reckless move, the original script should have been written like this.

But, an

He is worthy of being a warrior who has experienced many battles. At that moment, although his eyes could not see anything and his ears did not report any abnormalities, his intuition, which seemed to be prophetic, instantly issued a dangerous warning.

Without hesitation, an

Following his intuition, he stopped charging, and then swung a sword toward his head without any goal.

"Clang!"

In the smoke and dust, the sword and the chain intersect, sparks burst out.

Without hesitation, an

I wanted to jump back one step. However, this jump failed.

Although the sword blocks the chains and traps an

But he became a victim of his body. Seeing that the goal of the locker person was not achieved, he locked the sword with the flow.

It’s not that I can’t break the sword out of the chain, but I don’t have the time to do so.

"Battleman!" His opponent laughed at his plight in a contemptuous tone. Meanwhile, a spear came from a

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The void behind him flew over.

an

He made a wise choice as soon as possible. He gave up the sword locked by the chains and jumped back and avoided the spear that was flying.

"Huh?" an

Feeling confused. The spear was inserted straight into the floor in front of him. It seemed, a

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It seemed that he had begun to aim it at his thighs or soles. However, this was not a strange place. Strangely, the spear was the "Demon-breaking Red Rose" that he lost in the first battle.

The love gun that had accompanied me for my whole life was "smashed" on the ground in front of me, as if I was quietly waiting for my return, as if I was missing the battlefield I walked with him, and as if I was expecting him to take it with me to create Wuxun.

Although it's very much like doing it, but an

He looked up at a

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, as if he wanted to know what his opponent was trying to do. At the same time, he tightly held the only weapon in his hand - "small anger".

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There was also a little dust on his body, but he himself didn't notice it. He just looked at an indifferent tone with his usual contempt.

He said: "Even if it's just a bastard, the spearmen should look like a spearmen. There is no reason to return the things I like, but I like that sword, so I especially allow you to exchange that sword for this gun.

Ah, don’t let me down! That’s a death sentence!”

"..." Frowning, an

Watching a silent

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.and a

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But it didn't feel the smell of taking action at this time.

It seems to be confirmed

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No other meaning, an

Take a step forward, pull up the love gun on the ground. He weighed it in his hand,

I instantly regained the feeling of using a gun.

"Brush." ​​After throwing a few beautiful gun flowers, an

Regained the straight standing posture. Then, an

Facing a

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He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

Of course, this "thank you" is not because of a

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He returned the weapons without authorization, but for a

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Didn't take advantage of the sneak attack just now.

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There was no sign of any expression, just throwing the sword in his hand into the void behind him. Then, he raised his left hand and a treasure of the round emerged from the void again.

I don't know what the reason is,

Instead of replacing the short sword with a short gun, he directly put on his own posture by using a strange combination of one sword and one pistol.

The gun is against the bow, and the battle starts again in the second round.

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Watching the numbers on the timer gradually return to zero, Emiya Kiritsugu's fingers began to force slightly, buckle back little by little.

"2,1..." The moment when the trigger was about to be pulled, Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly let go of the sniper rifle in his hand for no reason and rolled to the side.

No, it cannot be said that there is no reason. A simple alarm magic set up by Kiritsugu Emiya was touched. The location where the magic was set up was on his platform. At the same time, the black key on the handle of the "insert" reminded Kiritsugu Emiya that if he had not let go just now, his hand should have been fixed on the handle of the handle.

Emiya Kiritsugu just glanced at the sniper rifle on the ground and stared at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him. Emiya Kiritsugu knew that this man deliberately triggered the alarm magic. Because the alarm magic set up under the crane and the only way to get here was more perfect and hidden than the one here. However, this simple and obvious man did not avoid it. It was obvious that he deliberately gave himself time to react. Emiya Kiritsugu knew this very clearly.

But, why?

"Yanmeng Kirei." Kiritsugu Emiya said the man's name.

"Emiya Kiritsugu." Yanfeng Kirei just replied to his name.

It seemed as if it was a ritual, both men understood in an instant that their true opponent was the man in front of them. Whether it was the "confused" Yoshimoto Kirei who liked sin, or the firm and pursuing justice, the two of them were so opposite, but so unified. So much so that Yoshimoto Kirei thought he had met someone the same as him.

"Emiya Kiritsugu." Yanfeng Kirei repeated the name again, "Heaven, Magician Killer. The teacher said you did this for money, but I think there is something strange about it."

Guan Yanfeng Kirei vaguely made a premonition that the war in fate belonged to the war between them only, but he did not seem to be in a hurry to put all this into reality. He was too eager to figure out some things, such as whether the person in front of him was as confused and at a loss.

"The crisis at the place you appear is inequality with the benefits you can get. It's like deliberately trying to rush into a dangerous place to commit suicide."

“I have no reason to tell you why I did this.”

"Reason?" Yan Fengqili's eyes lit up. He thought for a moment that he had really found redemption. "That kind of thing really exists?"

Emiya Kiritsugu moved a little to the edge of the platform that was not big on the crane, and then quietly activated a magic array for escape that he had prepared. He said in a deep voice: "Although I don't know what you said, but..."

Didn't say the next words, or there was nothing next. Emiya Kiritsugu just jumped off the crane platform in surprise and disappeared in the night. {Piaotian Wenxue www.PiaoTian.com Thanks to all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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