Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

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But he was no longer the governor of Rome, but the general of Qin, the Grand Master of Qin.

The white-haired general looked at the beast-like creatures opposite him.

The beast's retinue also looked at the general clad in black armor.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

Even knowing the identity of the person in front of him, even though he had proclaimed before the battle that this was no longer his era, even though he had vowed to tear him apart with his claws and smash him with his giant tail...

But at this moment, the fear of being dominated back then still echoes in their hearts.

A century has passed, and we are now just a handful of dust, yet you still refuse to forgive us?

You won't let us go either!

"Ira!!!"

In the city, Alexander responded in a rage, slamming his fist on the table. His body shattered, transforming into a creature with a dragon-like head and a serpentine creature with tentacles bearing hooked claws from its mouth. He stood with two other beast-like companions, their shadows almost obscuring the small city.

Three enormous monsters, and tens of thousands of silent Qin soldiers.

The sound of the horse's hooves landing was heavy and steady.

In the deathly silence, the white-haired general slowly moved forward, as if an invisible oppressive aura accompanied his departure, suppressing the hearts and breaths of everyone around him.

Like a collapsed mountain, like a continuous river.

Instead of immediately launching a charge, Shuoyue slowly drew her Qin sword with her right hand, raised her left hand, and tapped her chest armor, saying:

"Great Qin will be victorious."

The Qin army, whose numbers must be measured in units of ten thousand, marched forward in a thunderous roar, responding as follows:

"Great Qin will be victorious!"

The white-haired general smiled slightly, his tone remaining calm:

"Great Qin will be victorious."

The Qin army's voice was as powerful as a mountain collapsing:

"Great Qin will be victorious!"

The commander of the Wu'an Kingdom raised his long sword, pointed it forward, and said, "May Great Qin be victorious!"

"Great Qin, may you be victorious!!!"

Like a waterfall cascading from the sky, this response carried an oppressive force that seemed to turn mountains and rivers upside down, as if countless ancestral spirits were shouting in a fierce battle, accompanied by the continuous sound of a sword being drawn from its sheath.

With three resounding cries of "Great Qin, may you live forever!", the Qin army's morale had reached its peak. With their left hands on the nocked crossbows and their right hands gripping longswords, they stepped forward, flanked by soldiers with massive shields and behind them, their bronze halberds raised high, advancing step by step.

The Qin swords, shield formations, and halberds ready for battle will pierce through the enemy. When the enemy is blocked, the Qin arrows will rain down from the sky. Finally, the shield formation will unfold, and the chariots behind it will charge forward.

When the white-haired general trained the Roman army, it was only in its rudimentary form. Only the real Qin army was the force he could command most effectively.

Now, the weapons are aimed directly at the towering and ferocious three-headed beast.

The bloodlust and the military aura blended together, and faintly, a black bird raised its head and cried out. The white-haired general who walked from the back of the formation to the front slightly raised his head, his expression frivolous and arrogant.

I'll borrow the heads of three men and see if my military might be effective!

Without any suspense, the three-headed monster, gripped by fear, unleashed its torrent of magic in a chaotic manner, easily repelled by the armor infused with dragon scales. Its attacks, relying on its size and weight, were also blocked by the Mo family's mechanical shield, leaving it covered in injuries.

Not only that, the white-haired general at the forefront even dispelled the blood-red terracotta warriors, enveloping the Qin heavy cavalry in a blood-red aura. Like an unstoppable spear, the warriors, clad in divine armor and wielding divine weapons, easily tore away large chunks of flesh with each charge. Finally, they even rode their warhorses across the fallen demonic beasts, their swords from Lantian tearing through demonic scales and snapping rose thorns. In the end, they even trampled the beast heads, proudly planting the Qin's Black Bird battle flag there!

"Gale!"

At a command, the soldiers knelt on the ground, drew their bows and fired in unison. A shower of gleaming meteors fell, pinning the fleeing monsters to the ground. The monsters howled as the pursuing soldiers chopped off their scales, leaving them like fat pigs being thrown into a frying pan.

The surviving monster was terrified and turned to join the fleeing soldiers of the Allied Empire in an attempt to escape. However, several huge stone pillars rose up, forming the Eight Trigrams in the sky and the Tai Chi on the earth. In an instant, the world changed color, and lightning and fire linked together, forming a great formation that blocked the fleeing soldiers on the other side of a wall.

"The Stone Army Formation, damn it, Zhuge Kongming!"

The monster that possessed Alexander's body roared, while in the city, a thin man with long flowing hair held a feather fan, looked up at the ferocious beast's retinue with a sorrowful expression, and remained silent.

Behind the monster, the Qin army merged, and the sounds of battle echoed through the sky as they launched a final assault on the caged beast.

The earth trembled, and the terrifying rumbling sound traveled for thousands of miles until it finally subsided when the sun was high in the sky.

Chapter 278 Killing the Enemy

[Noble Phantasm: Great Qin Black Bird Banner]

[Level: EX]

[Type: Anti-military treasure]

[A lingering shadow from the unified empire of China; even among the countless famous generals of the Qin Dynasty, he is the most qualified to carry this banner.]

[By waving this flag, and with the terracotta warriors in the First Emperor's Mausoleum as a vessel, the heroic spirits can answer the call of the great generals and once again gallop across the land.]

With an army of tens of thousands, he conquered mountains and destroyed temples, purifying the gods and exorcising demons—even the shadowy beasts that had lurked for millennia were suppressed by that man and his massive army for a hundred years.

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

The advancing army was like a torrent of steel, with crimson cloth wrapped around their bronze halberds, which swayed together like a crimson sea of ​​clouds, silent except for the sound of their footsteps, which echoed across the land thousands of miles away from the Central Plains.

The white-haired general stood atop the hill, lost in thought, watching the Qin army's battle flags flutter like clouds and mountains, covering more than a hundred miles.

"What are you thinking about?" Before he knew it, a young man in a suit and tie walked up to him, snapped his fingers, and lit the cigar he was holding in his mouth.

The white-haired general turned around, his voice calm and weathered: "Is it the Marquis of Wu...?"

Under the young man's surprised gaze, Shuoyue blinked and a slight smile appeared on her face: "Perhaps, I should address you as Lord El-Melloi II again, Mr. Weber?"

Looking at the white-haired man who was no longer unfamiliar, the young man, now one of the twelve lords of the Clock Tower, felt relieved and his brows relaxed: "Really, don't scare me like that, my stomach isn't very good."

"Being surrounded by that group of energetic students, I should feel younger too, right?"

"I'm only in my twenties, I'm not that old yet!"

"Hahaha..." After laughing for a while, Shuoyue composed herself and said in a deep voice, "So, Webber Velvet?"

"Yes, it's surprising, but I was indeed the coward from that timeline who participated in the Holy Grail War alongside you, and who ended up crying and running home." The long-haired youth shrugged, exhaling smoke. "Of course, now I'm the 'lucky one' who received Mr. Kongming's Spirit Origin and inexplicably arrived in Rome in the first century AD."

Yes, the Zhuge Liang before us is also a pseudo-Servant, and the human form chosen by Mr. Wolong is Waver, who participated in the Fourth War with Shuoyue.

"You already know, don't you, the special nature of my existence?"

"Well, Mr. Kongming has already told me. To be honest, I was shocked, extremely shocked. But looking back now, perhaps the Holy Grail War would have made more sense if you hadn't been there..."

"Isn't it more reasonable, and also more bloody?"

"That's true. Only now do I understand your good intentions. But never mind, let's not dwell on the past." Weber rolled his eyes helplessly. Having seen this guy's ugly side, Weber couldn't be bothered with maintaining a teacher's image anymore.

"I thought that by going to great lengths to pass messages to you, we could work together from the inside and outside today. I never expected that you would take care of all the enemies on your own... I really don't know what I was working so hard for last night."

"Alright, alright, I really have to thank you for this." Shuoyue patted the young man's shoulder with a smile, almost knocking him over. "[Death Gate in front, Life Gate behind], if you hadn't transmitted the information in the Bagua Formation, I might have really fallen for it. Besides, at the last moment, didn't you also wake up and stop all the deserters for me?"

“Is this how the Stone Formation is used? Even the Grand Strategist’s spirit origin is protesting against me,” Waver complained.

The Stone Soldiers' Eight Formations are derived from the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth, while the Book of Changes, the River Chart, and the Luo River Chart are all methods for calculating hexagrams and determining good and bad fortune.

From the moment they were trapped in the Stone Formation, Zhuge Liang had been sending messages to the new moon.

When the new moon first burst through the birth gate, the gate pointed in the direction the new moon had come from, meaning that Weber believed that retreat was the only way to survive.

After that, the Stone Soldiers Eight Formations subtly used the changes in the formation to convey the news that he was trapped, and incidentally, by taking advantage of the characteristics of the small world evolved from the innate Bagua, they also provided a map of the enemy's garrison.

Last night, Shuoyue went to investigate alone and, with the help of the crimson crystal delivered by the birds, discovered that it contained magic that could awaken Waver and restore him to his peak condition.

Waver's plan was to awaken with the help of the Crimson Crystal this morning, and while the new moon was leading its army to fight against the beastmen, he would absorb magic power and launch a surprise attack from within the city, thus securing victory in one fell swoop.

Who knew that Shuoyue would act unpredictably as always, and the famous general possessing him was also extremely fierce. After gathering intelligence, he actually forced out the true forms of two demonic beasts and unleashed a treasure comparable to the 'King's Army', wiping out the enemy completely.

Poor Zhuge Liang, aside from making a brief appearance as a gatekeeper at the very end, he didn't gain any military achievements. Lingji is still protesting against someone's selfish behavior.

"Never mind, this was my miscalculation." With a sigh, Weber stopped dwelling on the matter, but looked at the three beast corpses that were gradually fading into light, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes, before he quickly regained his composure.

The king is gone; all he has to do is pay for his crimes with blood.

At the feet of the two men, the mutated soldiers from the United Empire knelt in a neat row. Even though the Qin army had exhausted its magic and returned to the imperial mausoleum first, they were so terrified that they dared not move. They could only kneel on the ground, bow their heads, and wait for the white-haired general's judgment.

"What should we do next?" Weber said meaningfully. "These 'people,' or rather, those who have accepted the love of the beast, can each be called the source of the virus. If they are placed among ordinary people, they will surely cause chaos."

"Given that Roman emperor's character, he would surely take on the responsibility of loving them and keeping them under his control until he finds a way to save them, wouldn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Shuoyue smiled faintly.

"Does this need to be said?"

He turned his head away, making no attempt to hide the intense bloodlust in his eyes.

"What is the most famous achievement and legend of the general who possessed me?"

Upon hearing this, Weber seemed to hold his breath as if he were suffocating. He looked at the indifferent-looking young man and nodded after a long while.

"I understand."

The general who beheaded 240,000 Wei-Han allied troops and buried alive 400,000 Zhao soldiers was never a soft-hearted person.

His 'love' was too grand and too cold.

The strategist gave up trying to stop them, and the commander raised his hand and a giant blood-red terracotta warrior appeared. The halberd in his hand transformed into a shovel, and a huge pit was dug out in full view of everyone.

The so-called massacre was not simply burying a group of people in a pit. How could an army of millions be dealt with so easily? Just digging the pit would have required an unknown amount of manpower.

However, in the Type-Moon universe, Servants with superhuman strength can easily do this.

Shuoyue estimated the size of the pit, and after a while, nodded in satisfaction.

All that remained was to drive the soldiers of the Roman Empire into the pit.

It's like herding sheep, very simple, right?

As long as you don't treat the enemy as a human being, you'll feel no psychological burden doing this.

Under the commander's orders, the soldiers sprang into action, urging the zombie-like United Empire soldiers to push them one by one into the pit like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Once the soil is used to fill the gaps, all sins and bestiality will be buried clean.

However, at that moment, a red figure rushed into the battle formation, and an angry shout rang out: