My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

3rd Youth

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, and 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 Saber who was galloping at full speed, the young man in white robe and red clothes remained unmoved. He stood there with a smile and watched 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.

Saber only had time to raise her sword before she 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 a lot of hard work, only the pure and pure refinement and flowing water are left.

But the moves, which were so polished and straightforward that there was nothing fancy about them, were 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.

Saber's eyes were bright, and the holy sword in her hand drew a stunning arc, containing the enemy's neck into its forward 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 master's slender arm!

Raising his left arm high, his pupils turned into rainbow-blue splendor. Wherever the young man looked, the movements of all living creatures froze, overwhelmed, making it difficult to stand, and he even forgot to breathe...

And in the invisible sea of ​​imaginary numbers, a big red dragon had already raised its head and roared, tearing apart the solemn knight statue and desecrating it!

"Pfft!"

The bloody seeds that had been sown in the battle quickly took root and sprouted. Using the blood of the King of Knights as material and spiritual power as nutrients, a beautiful and short-lived flower of blood bloomed!

When the dim holy sword flew from the air, fell, and nailed into the earth, the entire battlefield was filled with deathly silence.

Everyone looked up blankly and looked at the two figures passing by.

In the silence, Shuo Yue turned around with a smile and supported the blood-stained blond knight, his hair as white as frost and snow flying in the wind.

The outcome is decided!

In Shuo Yue's arms, the originally noble and inviolable King of Knights was now weakly leaning on his arms, as if he would be blown away by the wind if he didn't do so. His blond hair, as dazzling as the midsummer sun, spread out, weak and weak. With breathtaking beauty.

"Ahem...a wonderful battle."

"Win without force, your magic power is not enough to release the second treasure phantom, right?" Shuo Yue's words still maintained a wonderful rhythm, but this time it was not for destruction, but for rebirth.

A large amount of spiritual power was poured into Saber's body with the help of the imaginary number thread, and the damaged body was quickly repaired with the help of the miracle of the third method.

Compound Magic·Tune.

After studying in his spare time, Shuo Yue finally developed a singing mode that can play a long-lasting role in addition to the field mode of piano playing and the instant control mode of finger hooking.

Regardless of speaking or singing, a resonant 'wave' will also be generated, and this kind of 'wave' can also be used by Shuo Yue with his increasingly profound magic knowledge. With the help of the wounds left by Diarmuid, he can use it at extremely fast speeds. The 'seeds' all over Saber's body are the alien magic power left behind by Sakuyue in the resonances.

As long as Shuoyue plays the last note, countless bombs buried in Saber's body will explode. No matter how hard the King of Knights' armor is, how can it resist destruction from the inside out?

After making sure that Artoria's injuries were no longer serious, Sakuzuki put her down gently, then turned to look at Ritsuka.

"I guess it's over?"

Li Xiang pursed her lips and took a step forward unwillingly: "No, not yet..."

Amid the exclamations, the young man appeared in front of Ritsuka like a ghost and nodded her forehead in a funny way.

"Okay, you've worked hard enough."

Hearing this, Li Xiang felt a little warm in her heart, but soon she raised her head with some confusion and looked at the smiling Shuo Yue.

"Are you saying that all my efforts can only go so far?"

"No, I just want to say that you don't have to force yourself, Ritsuka." Shuo Yue patted the girl's thin shoulder and smiled, "A hero has a hero's way of living, a magician has a magician's way of living, and as for you , the Chaldean Master also has his own growth trajectory."

"Blind horizontal comparison is not advisable, Ritsuka, you just need to surpass yourself every day."

Lowering his head slightly, Sakuyue and Ritsuka looked at each other:

"Tell me, Master, who once had nothing but devoted his youth to saving humanity, are you satisfied with your life so far?"

In front of those golden eyes that seemed to see through the soul, Ritsuka gave up the deception caused by anxiety and the concealment caused by anxiety. She closed her eyes and couldn't help but recall the past.

From ordinary people who were panicked when encountering the Dragon Fang Soldiers and could not save even their commanders, to now they have become friends with one heroic spirit after another, fighting hand in hand, and can even lead the battle as the master and win the victory in the battle between servants.

Have I grown up?

Ritsuka asked herself silently, and finally heard the response from deep inside her heart.

Under the gaze of everyone, the orange-haired girl opened her eyes and showed her bright smile as always.

"Well, I'm glad!"

Speaking of which, while others were still enjoying their time at school, Fujimaru and Ritsuka were already fighting to save humanity... Master-san who felt sorry for Kari (the one with chaos evil was not counted)