I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

The light cannon power of the anti-city treasure released by the A++ level real name is definitely not something that the evil mud can stop.

Even with the [Seven Rings Covering Blazing Sky], it is still difficult to block the blow of this light cannon.

However, Shirou dodges, but the matter is not over.

The black light bombarded the sky——

"Rumble rumble——!!!"

Immediately, there was the sound of an explosion.

Shirou turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly. This black light cannon not only bombarded him, but also bombarded the military transport planes flying over.

Can't let her go on any longer!

Shirou determined this.

However, the black beam of light didn't end, instead, it swept towards him like a column that tilted the sky.

Shirou's mind moved, and the mud wings behind him fluttered slightly, flying around the church, and the ultimate black light cannon followed behind him like a shadow.

Looking at the light cannon behind him, Shirou frowned. The light cannon turned with the sword, faster than his flying speed.

This can't be done. Facing this extreme pitch-black light cannon, he didn't have the confidence to continue with a smile.

The heart moved at will, and the black mud behind him surged and turned into a big hole, and the magic power was poured into——

With a "boom", it used magic power as fuel, as if turning into a super powerful thruster. Shirou's flying speed soared, and he lost the black light cannon all at once.

After chasing for a while, there was a sound of "咻", the magic power disappeared, and the ultimate pitch-black light cannon slowly shrunk and finally disappeared.

The mud propeller on the back turned into big fleshy wings again, fluttering slightly, slowing down the speed, and then Shirou slowly landed in front of the Holy Church, the Black Holy Grail.

Looking at the knight girl standing in front of the Black Holy Grail in front of him, Shirou's complexion became solemn, and a gleam of light flashed in his bright eyes like fire.

——【Intuition C-】

——【Magic Power Release C-】

——[Leadership E]

Um?

Shirou raised his eyebrows, one skill was only copied to E level.

Looking at Arturia who looked like the incarnation of terror, Shirou had a deeper understanding of the "mortal hero".

Because of being stained with black mud, Arturia's [Leadership Temperament] dropped to E-level, so I can only copy it to E-level.

"Guinevere...?" Arturia looked at Shirou in the dark.

"No. You must have misunderstood someone. I am not your princess. My name is Fujimaru Shiro." Shirou shook his head.

"This kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. Whether it's Guinevere or Fujimaru Shirou... Camelot who wants to destroy this king will have to die!" Arturia's body exuded jet-black magic waves. That is the color of despair.

"That can't be done. I don't want to die, I want to travel to Hokkaido with my family." Shirou smiled, "Also, Fuyuki City is not your Camelot. This is my home."

The black mud rolled, and the eight giant arms held the giant sword, slashing towards Artoria like a comet!

Artoria held the holy sword with both hands and counterattacked.

"Clang clang—!"

The speed is too fast.

Arturia, who was swallowed by the black mud and caused her spirit base to flip, is no longer Saber who was checked and balanced by Emiya Kiritsugu. The majestic magic power of the black mud has brought Artoria to its full glory.

Ability parameters, except for agility and luck, all reached the A level. Especially the magic power, which has reached the level of A++.

So—【To Hero C-】Turn on!

The waste of magic power, the great achievements of people copied from the body of the enlightened one, immediately acted on Artoria.

With a "cha", all her ability parameters dropped by one level.

"Curse...a boring trick." Artoria said, swiping the holy sword and killing Shirou.

——【Kararipayat C-】Open!

In an instant, the ancient Indian martial art called "Kalaripayat" entered Shirou's karma and acted on Ni.

Kararipayat does not rely solely on strength or intellect, but is the ancestor of martial arts based on rational thinking, which is higher in defense than attack. It can also be called defensive martial arts.

Therefore, when Arturia came to attack and attacked, the eight hands of evil mud quickly reacted and launched a defensive counterattack.

"Keng Keng Keng—"

The sound of metal stirring kept ringing. The dark night is full of endless cold light.

Shirou's magic power is too huge, so that the power of each evil mud hand has the power of Spartacus comparable to the limit state. Calculated according to the parameters, it is at least A-level muscle strength.

Arturia is not an opponent at all. In the situation of 8 vs. 1, she can survive until now because [Kararipayat] is a martial art that is more defensive, and the level copied by Shirou is not high. Can't comprehend the deep realm. What's more, although the clay hand is powerful, like Mount Tai, but its agility is not high, and its movements are easy to see through.

Although Artoria, who was swallowed by the black mud, has liberated all the shackles in her heart, she has become a ruthless king. But after all, she was a knight who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time. Under such circumstances, she naturally sensed that something was wrong.

Whether it is strength or skill, she cannot overwhelm the clay hand that has activated [Kalaripayat].

And as for agility... Her speed is actually not much faster than the Clay Hand.

So far——

"Boom!" Arturia released her magic power. The magical power obtained from the black mud covered her and swayed. flickering. Like a shadow that rules terror.

With a wave of Altria's holy sword, the terrifying magic power flowed on the body and the holy sword. The terrifying power she carried was not weaker than that of a clay hand. With her sword skills, she could probably break through The immature [Kalaripayat] with eight clay hands.

However--

Shirou raised his hand, a gleam in his eyes.

——【Magic Power Release C-】On!

The majestic magic power was attached to the eight clay hands, and the black flames burned on the eight clay arms for a moment. The color of despair was stronger than Artoria's, like a desperate ruler.

Eight gigantic arms carrying eight giant swords measuring 30 meters in length cut down as if they had opened up the world——

The eight giant swords touched the ground, and at that moment, even the space was silent.

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