Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

In an instant, her whole body turned into a phantom and appeared behind Emiya. The dark light seemed to penetrate the space and suddenly pierced Emiya's head.

This blow will reveal the truth!

“Pfft————!”

The tearing sound echoed almost within a second, bringing with it a burst of red blood.

"Crack---!"

Amidst the splashing sound, Ling Yuzi's cheeks went cold, and the liquid that could not be seen clearly splashed on the side of her face, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.

Liquid that smells like blood?

Apart from blood, Ling Yuzi could not think of anything else.

But did he hurt Emiya?

Her pupils slowly shrank to the size of needle tips, her head went blank, like a rusty robot, she slowly turned her head and looked to her side.

"Pap...pap..."

Dark red blood dripped on the ground in large quantities, and a body without a head stood quietly on the spot.

"————!"

when?

When was the attack launched?

When will you cut off your own head?

When did you hold onto a weapon that you don’t know where it came from?

This all becomes less important.

She gradually felt that her consciousness gradually began to fade away, and in just a few seconds, it was reduced to ashes under the illumination of the moonlight.

"Breath of Sword, Shape of Wings, Feather Fall"

As a slash with a feather-like white luster unfolded from Ling Yuzi's neck, Emiya gradually said the name of this move.

This is the way Emiya absorbs the breath of the beast under the breath of wind. It is another way of breathing that he has learned, and it is also another way of releasing moves.

"cough!"

Seeing the scattered remnants that had dissipated, Emiya slowly squatted down.

At this time, he no longer had any feeling in his feet.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Round after round of applause came from a dark place not far away.

"A very exciting battle, isn't it?"

The voice that sounded like a man and a woman came from far away, and in an instant, Emiya saw a woman wearing a kimono appearing next to him.

"I said, why don't you become a ghost!"

Chapter 40: Just out of the wolf's den, like a tiger's den

"Take it! My blood!"

Emiya, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had no ability to resist. He could only watch the man in front of him appear in front of him at the speed of teleportation.

Suddenly he inserted his hand into his abdomen.

Emiya suddenly felt something extremely powerful pouring into his body.

This thing made Emiya feel like he was trapped in a cold pool, cold and deep, and he instantly lost any ability to move.

Emiya could feel his consciousness gradually disappearing.

It seemed as if he would fall into a deep sleep in the next second, and he felt that the memories that were deep in his bone marrow were constantly disappearing.

The impressions of Kiritsugu, Sakura, and Fuji-san were gradually erased from my mind.

Even the belief he had always insisted on, the righteous partner, seemed to be leaving him. Soon, Emiya felt that his body was disappearing.

"Is this the end for me?"

Emiya couldn't help but sneer, such an ending was too miserable, too helpless, and without any power to resist. He was just covered in layers of darkness.

As if he was convinced of his own death, Emiya gently closed his eyes.

Darkness gradually engulfed Emiya's body, seeming to want to swallow him whole.

But a soft golden light was slowly released from the depths of Emiya, spreading to Emiya's body bit by bit, surrounding his entire body.

These darknesses seemed unwilling to sacrifice their lives to get into Emiya's body, but they were still unable to break through its golden halo and could only gradually dissipate in the air over time.

"Well..."

When Emiya regained consciousness, he was keenly aware of the changes in the surrounding atmosphere before he could even open his eyes.

It was as if the world had been put on a mute button. Everything around him was like a dead thing, without any life and silent.

Emiya could only be sure that he was not in the field where he had fought before.

"Have I become a ghost?"

Emiya murmured in a low voice and slowly opened his eyes. If he did not die in the field, the most likely possibility was that he transformed himself into a ghost as the man said.

Apart from his ghost-like resilience, Emiya really didn't know how his abdomen, which had been penetrated, recovered.

But the scene that caught Emiya's eyes made him even more confused.

Very standard wooden sliding doors all around.

The floor is soft and comfortable with tatami mats.

The incense burner of Tao Yan sentiment.

Everything seems so ordinary and natural.

This is a very simple room.

"Where is this place?"

Emiya held his head and gently walked out of the bed. Apart from dizziness, he did not feel any discomfort in his body. The numbness in his legs caused by the lock that forcibly increased his movement speed had also completely disappeared. .

But at this time, Emiya couldn't care so much, and he rushed towards the door.

He wants to see the sun, and he wants to verify whether he has really become a ghost.

Emiya doesn't want to become a ghost who slaughters humans wantonly, let alone a being who cares little about human life.

“Squeak—!”

Without any obstruction, Emiya pushed the door open very easily.

But before Emiya took a step out the door, he was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't speak at all.

This is a place that cannot be described in words.

Countless rooms are attached to the surrounding area.

The stairs are also exposed on the outside, defying gravity.

The upside-down coffee table and the rotating profile.

The entire spatial structure seems to have become extremely chaotic in this area.

And Emiya was in a certain room in such a chaotic space.

He could even see many corridors hanging in the air.

"What exactly is this?"

Before Emiya could get over the question of whether he had become a ghost, he encountered such a strange thing again.

The successive shocks almost made Emiya stop thinking.

Have you become a ghost?

Where is this place?

This is the biggest question on Emiya's mind at this stage.

At this time, a line of sight full of playful meaning came from somewhere in this twisted space.

"Why is there a human here?"

A man with fangs, pale skin, and black tiger stripes on his face, wearing Demon Slayer clothes and holding a Nichirin sword in his hand, appeared in the corridor in front of Emiya with an expression that seemed to have seen something interesting.

"Who are you!"

Emiya habitually placed his hands on his waist.

He found that not only his injuries had all been recovered, but the other one was still on his body, untouched.

"My name is Yu Yue! You are a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, right?"

Yu Yue put the Nichirin Sword in his hand on his shoulder, grinned at both sides and looked at Wei Gong.

"Yes, so what!"

Emiya pulled out the Nichirin Sword from his waist and looked at the man in front of him with a prepared look, wearing the Demon Slayer uniform like himself and holding the Nichirin Sword in his hand.

Emiya not only felt a strong killing intent from his body, but also felt an extremely strong ghost aura.

It was almost certain that the man in front of him was a ghost.

One betrayed the Demon Slayer Squad and became a traitor to the demons.

"Now, let me tell you, do you know my wife Zenitsu?"

Yu Yue seemed not to care about Emiya's hostility towards him at all, and kept talking to himself.

Wei Gong felt that he had just emerged from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den again. He could feel that the man in front of him was more powerful than Ling Yuzi.

"know."

But at this time, Emiya could only bite the bullet and respond to the man in front of him.

"But why do you think I would know Zenitsu."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body. Emiya could see that his face seemed to be twisted together with anger.

"You have a smell that I hate!"

"I can't wait to kill you right now!"

Even in the distance, Emiya could hear the sound of bones as Yu Yue clenched his fist tightly at this moment.

You can also see the extremely angry face at this time.

But there's more than just anger in it.

"He should be the same as before, a loser who only knows one thing!"

Zhuo Yue seemed to have thought of something funny, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, he asked Emiya not far away with great certainty.

"One type?"

Emiya carefully recalled the memory of his projection of Zenitsu's Nichirin Sword.

He was able to defeat Ling Yuzi in such a short period of time because he absorbed the offensive method of Breath of Thunder.

But he remembered that Zenitsu Zenitsu seemed to know other moves besides one.

Seeing that Emiya didn't answer his question.

Zhuo Yue snorted coldly, and violent golden thunder and lightning gradually appeared around him.

Chapter 41: Battle at Extreme Speed

"Boom!"

Amidst the thunderous roar, extremely strange black lightning surrounded Yuyue's body, and the originally dark golden Nichirin sword was also covered with black blade patterns.

"Breath of Thunder·Si Type Far Thunder"

Just like this, Zhu Yue's whole body was flashing with black lightning, and he aimed at the Emiya in front of him with a huge momentum at an extremely electric speed, and rushed past like a wind and a lingering cloud.