The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?
Chapter 191 Guess what? Hey, still Hai Wuli
Chapter 191: Guess what? Hey, it’s still Hai Wuli (two in one)
(Add a picture for Musashi's treasure)
"Phew, that's a bit too much."
Emiya put down his two swords, panting slightly. The huge amount of magic power consumed by releasing the treasure with all his strength made the magic circuit in his body hum like an overheated engine, and the feeling of swelling filled his whole body. He held the hilt of the sword and inserted the blade into the ground for support to relieve the burning discomfort.
To put it in gaming terms, he was probably stuck in what is called "frozen".
Fortunately, the last dragon blood bath caused the amount of magic power generated in his circuit to increase significantly, and the recovery speed was very fast, otherwise he might not be able to withstand such output.
For example, Red A can also project, and can also release the true name of the projected Noble Phantasm, but it will consume a lot of magic power and significantly increase the burden on the Master, so Red A almost never projects the original Noble Phantasm, and generally only uses the pseudo-Noble Phantasm to launch and create fantasy collapse, which is more cost-effective and more cost-effective.
There were rapid footsteps behind him.
Emiya turned his head and saw Eri walking quickly towards him, followed by Makoto Aso and her Servant Paraiso.
Makoto Asou had clearly rested for quite a while, but compared to Emiya, who was breathing slightly faster after releasing his treasure, she was still panting heavily. Her cheeks were flushed, big beads of sweat hung on her forehead, and her chest was heaving violently. It was obvious that everything she had experienced in such a short period of time had caught this ordinary high school student off guard.
"Victory?" Eri clapped the notebook in her hand, raised her hand, and her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Emiya couldn't help but laugh, and lightly clasped his hands with hers, "Yes, victory."
After spending a long time with a girl, you can more or less understand her daily routine. For example, the purpose of Eri doing this is a bit like the special victory action at the end of the level after completing a mopping-up battle in the game.
After Eri clapped her hands enthusiastically, she turned lightly, her long hair flying, as if celebrating a great victory. She jumped to the side, making way for the master and servant behind her.
Masao finally caught her breath, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, her face was a little hot. She felt the sweat on her body sliding down her chest and back, the wet clothes sticking to her skin, bringing a sticky and uncomfortable feeling.
"Um, Mr. Emiya..."
But before he could finish his words, Asou Shin saw a breathtaking scene in front of Emiya's figure, and he was so shocked that he was speechless.
The treasure "Six Paths and Five Wheels: Kurikara Celestial Phenomenon" completely changed the terrain. Several streets ahead were swept out to create a smooth road. Chaotic buildings such as buildings and houses completely disappeared. Only the rubble that flew when the ground was crushed was scattered everywhere.
The last white sword slashed a dark and terrifying abyss in front of her. Masao only dared to glance at the abyss, and an inexplicable fear surged in her heart. She was afraid that if she approached the edge of the abyss, she would fall down. Her fingers unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes, and her feet unconsciously took a few steps back.
"This, this is..." Masao was about to exclaim in shock, saying, "Is this the power of God?" But then he thought back to Paraiso's words, this is not a real God, but Mr. Emiya's... what skill?
She forgot the words for a moment and was stuck in her tracks with her mouth shut.
Emiya kindly explained, "Noble Phantasm, this is the power of the Noble Phantasm."
"Oh oh oh." Aso Makoto exclaimed, so this is the treasure, although she didn't understand it.
"By the way, Miss Asou Makoto, how did you end up here? And the Command Seals and Servant in your hand..." Emiya's eyes fell on the bright red mark on the back of Asou Makoto's hand.
When she visited the comic book store before, she didn't have such a prominent feature on the back of her hand.
Masao Makoto waved his hands hastily, his cheeks flushed, "Just call me Makoto, as for how I got here, I'm also confused..."
She explained her experience of suddenly breaking into a "different world" and magically summoning unknown servants.
"Call at will?"
Emiya looked at Paraiso standing beside Aso Makoto. He always felt that this female ninja looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere.
"Generally speaking, it's impossible to summon at will. Summoning requires a catalyst, something that attracts the Heroic Spirit. Excuse me, the comic book you're holding in your hand..."
"Eh? Mr. Emiya, are you talking about the Koga Ninja Scrolls?" Asou was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and saw the thing he was holding tightly in his hand subconsciously, "This is a comic book signed by Mr. Emiya. I thought it was very important, so I subconsciously kept holding it in my hand..."
At this point, Masao suddenly realized that her words were somewhat ambiguous, and her face instantly turned redder. She quickly changed the subject:
"So, I relied on comics to summon the Servant? But... Paraiso doesn't know his real name or origin, and I don't know what went wrong. Is it because I'm too weak?"
"My Lord," Paraiso suddenly spoke, his eyes slightly lowered, "This is not your fault. It is my incompetence."
"Koga...?"
Emiya's eyes stayed on Paraiso for a moment, and some memories flashed through his mind. Speaking of Koga-style ninjas, and they are limited to female ninjas, the most famous one is Chiyome Mochizuki. She appeared in FGO's Subspecies Singularity III and the Atlantic Lostbelt.
As for her origin, Chiyo Mochizuki is a woman from the late Warring States period whose name is recorded in the documents of Nezu Village in Shinshu. She is a female ninja from the Koga Mochizuki family, serving the Kai Takeda family as her master. In the Type-Moon worldview, she inherited the divine curse of her ancestor Koga Saburo.
The so-called god is Ibuki Daimyojin, another name for the Yamata no Orochi. Chiyome Mochizuki is both a ninja and a priestess of the Orochi.
"So your real name should be Chiyome Mochizuki of the Koga Ninja, right?"
Chiyome didn't expect that someone could see through her real name in such a short time.
"Is that so? So my name is Chiyome Mochizuki? Although my memory has not yet been restored, I am very grateful for your help."
Although she didn't know whether this was true or not, Mochizuki Chiyome bowed to Emiya for the sake of saving her own life and her master's life.
"Koga Ninja..."
Masao was speechless as he looked at the comic book "Koga Ninja Scrolls" in his hand. Was it so easy to summon heroic spirits? Could he summon historical figures by holding a comic book?
Several people were talking, but Eri did not participate in these boring adult conversations. She walked to the side, casually picked up the two swords that Emiya had placed on the ground, and danced with them casually like an amateur. Her movements were clumsy and cute, and from time to time she made some strange postures that even kendo novices could not match, as if she was imitating some advanced swordsmanship.
"Ms. Eri...what are you doing? Can you understand, Mr. Emiya?"
Aso Shinya had seen the scene where Eri killed the monster as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. She subconsciously thought that Eri, like Emiya, had a deep meaning in every move.
However, the opposite is true.
"She's just playing."
Emiya understood that this was Eri's clumsy imitation of the way he had just used "Niten Ichiryu" and the posture of releasing his noble phantasm.
Just like when children watch Ultraman special effects movies, they always imitate Tiga releasing the "Zaperio Ray" in front of the TV, imagining that they can also eliminate evil and uphold justice like a giant of light...
Eri's behavior at this moment is similar.
Masao wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Is this really okay? I heard from Chiyo... uh, Miss Assassin that this is the sword of the King of Light, Kurikara..."
"No, no, how is that possible?" Emiya looked puzzled. "These two are Miyamoto Musashi's swords. Although the Noble Phantasm presented is the Acala Kurikara, this is only because Miyamoto Musashi believed in Acala during his lifetime."
"Ah? Sword Saint Miyamoto Musashi? Niten Ichiryu is like this?"
Aso really felt that he had vaguely touched upon a worldview that was so outrageous that it made his scalp tingle.
She had also heard of the name of the Sword Saint of the Warring States Period, but if Miyamoto Musashi's Niten Ichiryu could directly summon the "Ming Wang", then what about other sword masters who competed with the Sword Saint at the same time? What about masters who were even older?
And if the Ming Wang can be summoned as a phantom, it means there is also a real Ming Wang. Therefore, the gods actually exist in the physical world? Countless absurd thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
"No, my lord, although I do not know who Miyamoto Musashi is, your understanding is biased," Chiyome corrected softly.
"A Heroic Spirit Servant is fundamentally different from his previous life as a living person. A Heroic Spirit is sublimated from a living person, and the legends of his life's achievements are recorded in it. The Noble Phantasm is also a part of the sublimation and cannot represent his strength in life."
"Is that so?" Aso breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that her shattered worldview was gradually healing.
There are just more heroic spirits and a strange Holy Grail War. Those ancient legends are not true, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Come to think of it, Assassin, you are able to judge Mr. Emiya's sword and understand all this knowledge of Heroic Spirits, but your own memories are still not restored? Besides... I remember that you and Miyamoto Musashi were both figures from the Warring States Period."
Chiyo shook her head. "I still have no memory of my past life experiences. As for the knowledge that the lord mentioned, it is just the common sense that the Holy Grail automatically instills when summoned. This is the case for all Heroic Spirits."
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The atmosphere here seems relaxed and comfortable, but the other side of this weird world is much more tense and exciting.
“Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck…!”
Fingle ran across the rooftop, screaming. He felt like a real loser.
At this time, Fingel was closely followed by a group of dark and sinister monsters and shadow servants. He flew onto the new rooftop and kicked over the rooftop water tank to delay the pursuit. The tank exploded in the monster group, and the accumulated water mixed with the smell of rust gushed out instantly, splashing all over the strange-looking enemies.
This level of obstacles is just a drop in the bucket in front of the monster. But Finkel has no other choice. The hot weapons and equipment in the combat uniform and even the alchemical bombs in the equipment department have been destroyed by him.
"I'm so unlucky! Am I going to die if this continues?"
What? Didn't Fingel summon the invincible Hercules? Use it!
Nonsense, of course Finkel really wanted to shout again, "Gong Hai, save me!", but the conditions did not allow it.
Dozens of minutes ago, Hercules was invincible. He drew his bow and arrows to clear the monsters in several areas for Fingel. Then he said sorry and disappeared on the spot as a spirit.
Finkel's originally cheerful face was suddenly filled with fear:
My idol, the peerless Hercules, why did you abandon me? If you are dissatisfied with me in any way, you can tell me directly. I will not bear grudges. Next time we go to Kassel College together, I will treat you, Gong Hai, to pork elbows and king crabs!
As a result, the spiritual Hercules smiled and said that it was not the case, but Fingel's magic supply was insufficient and could not sustain him for a long time. If he was forced to materialize at this time and rush out to fight the monster, Fingel might be drained.
"So what is magic?"
Fingel was still confused, asking as he ran. Not only did he inexplicably enter the strange Nibelungen, he also summoned a super powerful Heroic Spirit that he thought was a trick before, but now, because of some damn lack of magic power, the Heroic Spirit is useless!
At this moment, Finkel finally recalled the two videos he watched with the principal and vice-principal in the attic. Could it be that this new magic system really appeared in Europe... ?
When did the world become so strange?
"Magic power is equivalent to the food for the servant's activities," Hercules' voice came from the invisible void beside Fingel, "and the master-servant contract is the benchmark for the servant to stabilize itself and the channel for magic power supply."
"According to the knowledge I gained from the Holy Grail, the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ritual consumes a huge amount of magic power to allow the Servants to intervene in reality. This part of magic power is provided by the ley lines connected to the Holy Grail, while the part of magic power that allows the Servants to materialize needs to be provided by the Master - that is, you."
"So the problem now is that you don't seem to have learned magic. When my magic power is insufficient, my ability value will decrease, and..."
Finkel hurriedly dodged the claws of a "Nue". The stench of decay and decay spread with the black fog, but he had to run all the way with a red face and heavy breath. "Ha... If you have something to say, just say it quickly. I can accept it no matter what! I only have one miserable life anyway!"
"Yes." After hearing Finkel's assurance, Hercules actually uttered this word very concisely.
"Ah?" Finkel didn't react for a moment, feeling that it was irrelevant.
"When you are running low on magic power, you may need to pay with your life force."
"Grass!"
Finkel thought he had drawn a trump card, but he didn't expect that Hercules' magic power consumption was so high that ordinary people could not control it at all. Now he wants to ask this great god for help, but he even needs to spend his life!
In fact, this is indeed the case.
Don't look at the original "Fate/Strange Fake", in which the archer Hercules transformed into the enemy class Alcides, who was very good at dodging in the early stage and shot an arrow twenty kilometers away. In the later stage, he fought against the Bull of Heaven summoned by Ishtar, and he was not afraid at all during the whole process.
But there is a very important prerequisite, that is, there is an adequate supply of magic power - his master, Bazdilot Cotilio, has enormous magic power himself, and he also used the lives of a total of 24,976 people as living sacrifices to make magic crystals, so he achieved a brilliant record.
"When will this shit stop? Is there anyone kind enough to help?"
Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Finkel's neck. The waterproof and heat-insulating material of the tactical vest made him feel like he was imprisoned in a humid and hot sauna, steaming him like a pot of cooked steamed pork with rice flour.
"...Actually, there are other living people in the distance. But there is the presence of a Servant over there, in other words, a possible rival."
Hercules said this kindly. Although he left Finkel room for choice, the latter would definitely not go.
And Hercules was not in a hurry, because he found that the master had a strong physique and physical strength, and it was not a problem for him to run away from a group of monsters for a long time. He could wait until the monsters accumulated to a certain level, and then materialize and destroy them in one fell swoop.
The magic problem is too difficult, so I can only simplify it like this.
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Finkel had already despaired of the current situation. "Principal! You have really screwed me over. When you get out, at least compensate me with five Maseratis. Otherwise, I will mobilize all the children in the news department to publish the gossip about you hooking up with Laurent's underage daughter Elizabeth to the whole school!"
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"Hahaha, you old bastard, Ange, you have come to this day? You can't even take care of your own car and your students. He must be afraid of the Holy Grail War and ran away... Why don't you call the police and ask your student to return the car? Do you expect him to come back and pay you for stealing the car without permission?"
On the streets of Tokyo, it was dark at night. Uesugi Yue, dressed in a priest's uniform, had his eyebrows trembling and was laughing uncontrollably, as if he had heard some huge joke.
Originally, Uesugi Yue had successfully negotiated cooperation with the Cathedral Church with great enthusiasm, and was planning to find a pub to invite the proprietress to have a drink of sake to celebrate. However, as soon as he walked out of the church gate, he was blocked by Angers who appeared out of nowhere.
Uesugi Yue immediately put on a sour face, and memories from decades ago came flooding back like a tide -
At that time, Ange followed the US military to land in Japan, signed a treaty with the Eight Snake Clan, and established a branch and executive bureau in Japan. During this period, Ange learned Niten Ichiryu, and Uesugi Yue, who was the Shadow Emperor at the time, fought against him, but he was beaten up by Ange using "Time Zero".
The memory of that time was so unforgettable that whenever Uesugi Yue saw Ange's face, he would be reminded of his own immature and embarrassing experiences in his youth.
Unexpectedly, Angers attitude was quite good, and he even took the initiative to invite Uesugi Yue to the Robuchou French restaurant for dinner to discuss some intelligence. However, when the two of them came over, they found that the car was gone and Finkel was also missing.
"Has the former gangster supreme now converted to Catholicism and become a priest who preaches sermons?"
At this time, Angers remained calm in the face of the sarcasm and ridicule from the priest in uniform, Uesugi Yue. He calmly opened his phone to contact Finkel, but the latter did not answer the call.
"Reverend Uesugi, I wonder how much of God's teachings you still remember? Do you know that you should 'love your neighbor as yourself'?"
"I know! My love, but you are different, Ange. You are an old bastard!" Uesugi Yue said angrily.
"Decades have passed, and my 'Niten Ichiryu' has not regressed. We can find a time to exchange our teachings while sparring with each other in swordplay." When Angers said this, it was as if he was saying, "My sword is not bad at all!"
"Ange, you are a vengeful ghost. Do you believe in God? What is your 'doctrine'? It can't be 'time zero' or your folding knife?"
(End of this chapter)
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