Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Tomorrow, we're going to have a fierce battle.

Concept Extraction: Bear Kings Gather

Rarity: Five stars

The image depicts three powerful men—Leonidas, Beowulf, and Darius III—standing together, their faces contorted in a sinister grin, conveying a profound and ineffable philosophical sense.

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Chapter 276 How can it be said that we have no clothes?

The next morning, the battle horns suddenly sounded.

The blood-red terracotta warriors, resembling giants, took the lead. Taking advantage of their height and long legs, they smashed half of the city wall with a single slap. As the enemy awoke from their slumber and charged forward with howling cries, a volley of javelins was thrown, creating a miniature Wallachia piercing hell amidst the blood-red light.

The depraved beasts knew nothing of swords and spears, so the Imperial Army's charge went exceptionally smoothly. Under the command of their commander, they even stretched out their lines, like a net slowly closing in on the enemy city.

Located near Masilia, the terrain was undulating, but this had little impact. The city was built on flat ground, so the Imperial army quickly broke through the moat with the help of movable protective panels and movable corridors, only to discover, to their dismay, that there was no need to prepare siege equipment at all.

Because the enemy opened the city gates directly and swarmed towards them like locusts!

There was no extremely difficult siege battle. When the enemy was composed of miniature Hulks, even a group of individual heroes could defeat a well-trained army of ordinary people!

Yes, but that's assuming the opponent is an army of ordinary people.

Faced with the onrushing enemy, the Imperial Army's formation changed again. The large groups that had been charging together began to converge, then separate, and finally became groups of three, as if they were of one mind and body, meeting the zombie-like wave head-on.

The blazing sun in the sky cast a scaly shadow, highlighting the crimson gleam emanating from the Imperial army's weapons. They appeared as if coated with a layer of blood-red crystals, impregnable and impregnable. The enemy's claws could only scrape away a few flying shards before their heads were severed by Roman short swords. In a brief moment of disorientation, their bodies went light, only to be pierced by spears. The tentacles that erupted from their bodies couldn't harm the departing Imperial soldiers.

Although some battle formations, still lacking cohesion, were torn apart by the enemy, most of the Imperial Army had dealt with their respective opponents and continued their advance into the city. Once they were outmaneuvered, the soldiers of the Allied Empire were pierced by countless arrows. Behind the battle formation, the white-haired general's banner fluttered, and with each wave, archers drew their bows and fired sharp, blood-red arrows.

With such perfect coordination, the vanguard of the Imperial Army quickly arrived at the city walls. The enemy leader could no longer sit still. As the ghostly fire from the ground burned, countless skeletons emerged from the earth, forming soldiers. Even the fallen corpses opened their eyes, flames rising from their eye sockets as they grabbed their weapons and stood up unsteadily.

"Roar—!" As the night passed, the omnipotent being, whose mutation had become even more severe, roared with his head raised. Behind him were not human beings, but at least they knew how to use weapons. The army charged forward fearlessly and began to fight against the imperial army.

This is Darius III's Noble Phantasm: Ten Thousand Undying Cavalry. As the manifestation of the legendary Undying Legion Atanatoy, Darius's Noble Phantasm further enhances its characteristics, allowing him to directly summon the undead to fight, and even, after gathering, they will become "War Elephants of Death" to annihilate the enemy.

While it might not be advantageous in one-on-one Servant battles, such Noble Phantasms are undoubtedly the most troublesome in battlefield combat!

But Shuoyue discovered Darius III's existence as early as last night, so how could she not take action against him?

A raging fire fell from the sky, and as Darius III belatedly looked up, a blood-red crystal arrow descended from the heavens, piercing him from above!

In the distance, the blood-red terracotta warriors sheathed their bows, and the white-haired general watched expressionlessly as Darius III, whose soul core had been pierced, vanished along with the newly appeared army of undead.

Decapitation strike tactics.

For a general, it is the most dangerous, but also the most effective tactic.

Darius III believed that as a Servant, he was safe from danger, which is why he recklessly unleashed his Noble Phantasm at the city gate. Little did he know that the crescent moon was watching him from afar, and during the brief moment of vulnerability while he was casting his Noble Phantasm, it delivered a fatal blow.

The light of the collapsing spirit base shone brightly, and Omnipotent hastily retreated. However, the beast companions possessing him would not end so easily. Amidst a deafening roar, a white light suddenly appeared.

The spirit core has been shattered, and the protective disguise has completely fallen away. As the black mud surges, what emerges from it—that is the beast's retinue!

"Goo ...

The demonic beast, covered in crimson scales and transformed into a giant pillar, roared loudly, its seven-colored light shimmering. Its poisonous feathered eyes stared at all the humans present, spreading sloth and trying to completely break their steps forward!

A massive amount of magic gathered into a sphere, about to pierce through the imperial army in front of it. The sharp halberd cleaved down, tearing open the flesh of the monster. Filthy blood spurted out, mingling with the black mud on the ground, potentially corroding the city and melting the ground.

The towering, blood-red terracotta warrior ignored the monster's struggles, raised its halberd, and smashed it down again!

"Bang!" This time, the monster blocked the attack. The collision of forces created a huge shockwave that blew away all humans within a radius of more than ten meters. It was as if the prehistoric world had been recreated. The two giant beasts had nothing left in their eyes but each other and began to fight!

The grand battle was not yet over. With the sound of battle cries, a new mutated heroic spirit appeared at the city gate, its spear striking the round shield and creating rolling demonic flames.

"We, Spaniards... Da! Gooooooo, raise your shields!!"

Struggling to unleash the true name of his Noble Phantasm, Leonidas's face was filled with pain, and the writhing form on his chest almost burst through his flesh. Finally, the golden-red light descended, and the blessing from the God of War fell upon the soldiers of the United Empire, greatly enhancing their defense.

Like a disposable consumable, Leonidas's massive body shattered in the next moment. His spirit core was devoured by the red-purple demonic beast. Then, his enormous body swelled in the wind, transforming into a purplish-red beast familiar that resembled a demon god pillar. The demonic scales on his body reflected a bewitching fluorescent blue light, like a greedy abyss about to devour humanity.

The second pillar of the demon beast's familiars have appeared!

This time, there were no extra giant terracotta warriors to hold them back. Instead, magical orbs of light from the monsters flew out one after another, exploding on the battlefield indiscriminately, turning any human into dust!

As the army of ten thousand men was being consumed at an extremely rapid pace, the white-haired general in the distance let out a soft breath, his figure becoming somewhat ethereal.

In exchange for consuming its own stored magic power, it has become an increasingly solid black Xuan Bird battle banner.

That was a symbol of a unified empire hundreds of years ago.

"Then, let's reveal our true names—"

The sounds of battle were fierce, and the giant in the sky dispersed the wind and thunder.

At the rear of the battlefield, Shuoyue planted the battle flag heavily, her eyes shining with a blood-red light, as if she wanted to pierce through the heavens and earth and penetrate the sleeping souls in the underworld.

"The Qin Dynasty's laws, wartime regulations, Article 5! His Majesty is asleep, and the Tiger Tally has been lost."

"Now, the Grand General is appointed to take command of the entire army!"

"All units of the legion, await your orders!"

The white-haired man recited the ancient regulations fluently, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Time never stands still; no matter how clear the memories are, he can never bring back the fierce and powerful army of yesteryear.

Though he is dead, his spirit lives on.

As a native of Qin and a renowned general with a history of bloodshed, his first treasure only needs one sentence.

Despite his unassuming appearance, the white-haired man arrogantly drew his bronze sword, pointed it at the sky, and his warhorse strode gracefully beside him, guarding his side.

Each word, spoken slowly and deliberately, carried an indescribable weight, echoing in the momentarily silent world—

"How can it be said that we have no clothes!"

Then a rumbling thunder sounded, and millions of clay figures emerged from the ground. They took a step forward with heavy steps like war drums and violent thunder, their hands pounding heavily on their chests, responding to the command with a thunderous roar.

"only!!!"

Countless voices converged, the Qin army's battle cries roared, and their three shouts were like thunder.

How can it be said that we have no clothes?

We are comrades in arms!

In the early days of FGO, Darius III was a common character in 10-pulls, frequently obtainable even outside of featured slots. His tall, dark appearance perfectly matched the self-deprecating term "African Chieftain" used by players. As a result, during the Okita Souji and Scathach banners, photoshopped images of Darius III cosplaying as Okita Souji and Scathach began to circulate. After that, Darius III became a popular character in FGO, and whenever a new banner was released, memes of Darius III being photoshopped into the featured limited Servant would quickly appear on forums.

Chapter 277 Great Qin, Ten Thousand Victories!

How can you say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you.

The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and shields.

We stand together against this enemy!

The water flows swiftly, the mountains remain silent, and hundreds of years later, the desolate war song "Qin Feng: No Clothes" once again resounds in the Mediterranean region.

Tens of thousands of terracotta warriors are lined up in the north. Although they are made of clay and wood, their steady footsteps seem to carry the sounds of songs.

"How can you say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and halberds. We will fight together with you!"

"How can you say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our armor and weapons. We will march together with you!"

The voices seemed to come from a distant past. The singers spoke indistinctly, with local accents and slang, and some even had indistinguishable voices, but when mixed together, no one could laugh at them anymore.

That voice contained such passion and grand ideals.

Whether they were soldiers of the Empire or beasts of the Allied Empire, they all stiffly turned their heads to look, seeing a dark mass of people, countless in number, holding long swords at an angle, stepping forward, seeing the dark Qin battle flag suddenly unfurled, and seeing the black bird-like patterns on it.

In the distance, a white-haired general personally wielded a clapper and struck the war drum heavily.

First came a deafening sound, followed by a burst of rapid drumbeats.

The Qin army, revived by the first treasure, retreated in silence, parting a path in the middle. Then, a thunderous sound approached and rushed out in an instant.

Those were the cavalry that the Qin Dynasty was proud of.

The method of selecting knights is to choose those under forty years old, over seven feet five inches tall, strong, agile, and exceptionally skilled; those who can ride and shoot, maneuvering in all directions, crossing ditches and hills, venturing into dangerous terrain, traversing vast swamps, defeating powerful enemies, and disrupting the masses are called warrior cavalrymen, and their talents must be highly valued.

With a thunderous roar, the Qin cavalry, who had once driven back the Xiongnu, appeared. They wore Qin black armor, at least three times thicker than iron armor, their entire bodies shrouded in dark plates. Only their eyes and noses were visible through their helmets. They carried Qin crossbows on their backs, and even their horses were luxuriously armored. Their weapons were all uniformly black spears, weapons possessing terrifying impact and penetrating power at high speeds.

Even after their warhorses slowed down, they still carried the Qin swords at their waists. Jade is produced in the sunny side of Lantian, and gold and iron are produced in the shady side of Lantian. The incomparably sharp swords, combined with the cultivation of Qin soldiers far exceeding that of ordinary soldiers, could instantly kill enemies. When such warriors appeared on the battlefield in groups, they were the strongest force to harvest the enemy.

However, after Wang Li's death in battle, no one was able to gather the terrifying power of the Qin state again.

This world is not a path of continuous technological advancement, but a mysterious universe where there was once an age of gods and great magic!

The Great Qin Dynasty, at the tail end of the Age of Gods, was the most powerful mythical empire to have unified the Nine Provinces!

Now, the white-haired general has summoned the empire's most powerful armed force, the invincible sword that allowed the King of Qin to sweep across the six kingdoms and conquer all directions!

The imperial troops who had fought under the commander let out chilling whimpers. Even the most experienced veterans and former imperial guards could not suppress their fear and sense of defeat.

There was no need for combat; their armor was like paper against the spears forged by the Mohists, and the Roman short swords made of fine iron couldn't even spark against Qin Mo's armor, only bouncing off helplessly.

Before these fully armed cavalrymen, they were as powerless as three-year-old children. These heavy cavalrymen were not created to fight against their own kind.

Fear gripped everyone.

Not only humans and the Imperial Army and Allied Army who were once human, but also the two beast companions that revealed their true forms held their breath. Under the aura of the military strategists, they even found it difficult to mobilize their magic power, as if they had stripped naked and thrown onto the slaughterhouse.

Amidst the thunderous sound of hooves, a hundred elite cavalrymen charged out, splitting in an arc to pierce through any Allied Empire soldiers who dared to block their path. With unstoppable momentum, they finally gathered before the white-haired general, the leading cavalryman tightening the reins of his horse.

He gazed at the new moon, bowed his head slightly in a gesture of respect, and then spoke, his voice slow and deep.

"To don armor for the general."

"promise!"

Several cavalrymen dismounted, one of them leading a spare warhorse. This spare warhorse was a head taller than their own, and retained some of the color of pottery. Inside the bag on the side of the horse was a complete set of intricate black Qin armor.

Despite her unassuming appearance, Shuoyue nimbly and deftly mounted her horse.

The surrounding cavalrymen completed his armor-on-armor, the armor and helmet of the Age of Gods, every part still intact. The collision of the armor parts, in the deathly silence, produced a chilling and loud sound.

Rosario, standing beside him, trembled violently and could barely speak.

His commander sat on his warhorse, shrouded in dark armor, cold and majestic as if the god of war from years past had returned.