Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Chapter 311 My Arrows Reach Every Beast (Orion Orko)

Chapter 312 My Arrows Reach Every Beast

Once upon a time, there was a hunter, the most outstanding archer of his era. His archery skills surpassed those of heroes of any age, and his strong and imposing physique gave him the power to kill any beast, whether with his bare hands or a bow.

His arm strength was unparalleled; faced with such pure violence, even demons and monsters would flee in fear. He could even shatter Cerberus's jaw.

All the beasts were within reach; no one could deny the boast he had made.

Even though he was ultimately killed by his beloved due to the gods' schemes, he still rose into the sky and became a constellation.

[After that, the hunter, who descended as a heroic spirit, risked his life once again to protect a glorious future, shooting down the bright moon from the sky.]

A vast amount of golden spiritual particles filled the entire arena, like a waterfall or a stream of light, reflecting the fleeting glance of the mythical hunter in the dim morning light.

“This story sounds so familiar…” Fujimaru pondered, but the doctor reached a conclusion faster than him.

"It's Orion, isn't it? Superman Orion, the greatest hunter in Greek mythology, whose story with the moon goddess Artemis is still told today. If he were to appear in the world as a Servant's Spirit Origin, he would surely be among the very best... no, perhaps even reaching the Grand rank?"

Ignoring the fact that he had a deep understanding of the Throne of Heroes, the Doctor stared intently at the new moon's movements, his eyes gleaming with the light of a seeker of knowledge.

"A forbidden spell from the Age of Gods, now a form of magic, has actually achieved the level of a targeted summoning through the book in his hand... No, it doesn't seem like it. If it were a targeted summoning, it wouldn't require so much effort. The weight of dragging a Grand Sage from the quantum recording tape would crush the caster. So, it's not a targeted summoning? It's just the product of some incomplete spell failing?"

The green pupils shone with the light of wisdom, and even though this was the only success after countless sleepless nights, countless thoughts and failures, it was all revealed in the reflection of those eyes.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Dr. Roman slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, ignoring the astonished looks of others, and stared wide-eyed at himself, muttering to himself:

"This is... alchemy? No, phenomenon alchemy? No, that's not accurate either... it should be called phenomenon compilation!"

“But how did he do that? In modern terms, this is clearly the realm of first magic! But he’s casting third magic… No, it’s possible, no, absolutely impossible. Wait, it seems that if he did that, it would be possible, uh…”

In the heat of the moment, the doctor, who was already in a sub-healthy state, suffered a brain overload and collapsed in his computer chair, babbling incoherently.

Regardless, the fact that it provoked such a strong reaction from the former King of Magic shows just how astonishing the magic that Shuoyue was performing at this moment must have been.

Of course, what shocked people the most was Shuoyue herself.

After reciting the first line, he was horrified to find that he couldn't stop!

The magic, faith, and spiritual particles contained by the Heaven's Cup were all in disarray. A supreme will descended from the darkness, forcibly taking control of the new moon's body and controlling him to utter highly targeted words!

How is this going?

The Heaven's Cup trembled, drawing in an excess of energy from the words of the new moon, to the point that the Heaven's Cup itself was almost reduced to fuel, burning away completely.

You must understand, this is the Heaven's Cup, which was created based on the Holy Grail, and is theoretically the source of infinite magical power!

However, even with endless magic power, there is a limit to how much power one can exert. Once the extraction exceeds the peak, it will damage the foundation.

In any case, just before Shuoyue was about to grit her teeth and stop chanting, the absorption of spiritual energy finally stopped, and the Destiny Chart in her hand rapidly changed, transforming into a uniquely shaped, magnificent bow that resembled outstretched wings.

A familiar feeling, along with the skill, flooded into her mind. Shuoyue looked at Draco, who dared not approach because of his fear. Even though he looked weak, he still managed to curl up the corners of his mouth.

"I wanted to be gentler, but it seems my self-control isn't quite willing."

"Tsk—" Amidst the almost explosive chill, Draco did not hesitate, retreating while manipulating the seven beast heads to pounce forward and smash them hard against the faint human figure.

Faced with the combined attack of the seven magical beasts, Shuoyue simply raised her hand and lifted the Mythical Bow.

Even if it is so vast and heavy that it is difficult for one's own soul to bear it.

The immense pressure from the quantum recording tape caused cracks to appear on his arms and face simply from the motion of drawing a bow!

At that moment, he exerted all his strength, drawing back the bowstring. The outline of the arrow rapidly solidified on the bowstring, but it did not come from magic or projection.

Rather, it is a re-enactment of past myths and a condensation of present beliefs.

Drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, Shuoyue closed his eyes, letting the lingering shadows of the past make him release his grip, and the arrow of annihilation shot through the air.

The beast that flies toward Nasodom, the depravity and evil of mankind.

"My arrows reach every beast!"

This was an arrow shot by a top-tier hunter.

When the opponent is a demon or a monster, it nullifies all defensive skills and Noble Phantasms and attacks them, and also has the additional effect of banishing all beasts to its range.

Even enemies with infinite multiplication properties can be automatically and continuously killed as long as they are within the effective range of this Noble Phantasm.

For Draco, who is both a Beast of Sodom and holds a rank, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow.

Under this dazzling beam of light, the ferocious beast, smeared with blood and black mud, undoubtedly caused the fall.

Pierced by arrows flying back and forth, Draco screamed in agony as his dress tore away, his body shattered, and even his eyes dimmed in the agony of death, as he slowly marched toward his demise.

The outcome is decided.

Undoubtedly, this was the consensus of everyone. Romulus was the first to stand up and roar, and then all the spectators reacted, their faces flushed as they rose from their seats, erupting in cheers that nearly shook the arena.

"Rome! Rome! Rome!"

The respect unique to Roman citizens was truly conveyed to Shuoyue's ears. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the emotions of cheers and surprise rising up, like golden rain flowing into his body, constantly replenishing his Third Law.

In this bright ocean of light, that crimson line symbolizes a feeling that transcends mere liking and dependence. It is as vibrant as a blooming rose.

Nero...

Faced with the emperor's love affair, Shuoyue sighed with a bitter smile.

Normally, he wouldn't refuse such fiery passion, and no one would refuse such a beautiful, proudly blooming Roman flower.

Unfortunately, before she could bloom, Shuoyue's gaze had already fallen on the bottom of the border prison, and she never looked away again.

"After all, blood-red roses also grow there..."

He opened his eyes and let out his last hesitant breath.

Snapped!

A cracking sound rang out, though faint, it silenced the entire dueling arena.

Because the hero who had shot down the beast raised his divine bow once more.

Even if her body is as fragile as a porcelain doll!

Is it to eradicate the threat completely? Is it to personally send a dying beast to its death?

Or……

A low murmur arose, but the warriors did not notice the murderous aura emanating from Shuoyue, which is why they inevitably had doubts.

A familiar voice called out anxiously from afar, but Shuoyue had no time to pay attention, or rather, no energy to deal with it.

He raised the Grand Bow once more with his own will, refusing the protection of the restraining force, and what replaced it was the excruciating pain that tore his soul apart.

And a gentle yet vast touch.

Go ahead and do it, little one.

A blessing came from the other side of time and space, even if it was just a simple sentence, but the new moon still smiled.

"Well, I will."

Seize that splash of crimson from the ocean of emotions, and add your own soul to it. In this way, entrust everything to it. Once the arrow is released, there is no room for anything else.

The dying Draco looked up in astonishment.

"Hey, you runaway bad woman—"

A shattered soul smiles:

It's time to come back.

And so, the second arrow left the bowstring, flying like a wanderer returning home, toward the rose that belonged to him.

With unwavering confession and promises, and a denial of the redemption that comes with death.

This is the second arrow of the Crown, and also the first and last arrow of the New Moon.

This is the hunter who traverses destiny!

I wonder if anyone has noticed that the bow and arrow Orion holds after his third defeat looks extremely similar to Artemis the Mech.

Furthermore, "My arrows reach no beast" is a nemesis for the Chihuahua with dual "beast" attributes (i.e., its true form is a fox spirit plus it is a human evil class), which is why Orion descended upon the ocean of the giants in the Age of Gods... Of course, this guy was chasing after his wife, so he couldn't unleash this Noble Phantasm.

Chapter 312 Tomorrow, a Sunny Day

Chapter 313 Tomorrow, a Sunny Day

Compared to the malice of humanity, the second arrow was so insignificant; compared to the speed of the first, so slow. Yet, as that ethereal and pure light rose into the sky, everything else seemed to cease to matter.

All resistance was now meaningless.

Even if all the power in the world were exhausted, it still could not be stopped.

Or rather, it cannot be stopped.

Because that is the very determination of a hero, a mere human being who, after rejecting destiny and the laurel wreath, reached out into the depths of darkness, supporting a failure and death unseen by anyone.

That was true salvation.

Once you realize its true nature, you can no longer ignore it.

The essence of human evil is human love—it is precisely because of that overly distorted love that it has evolved into a major catastrophe for primates.

But who can say that when they committed evil deeds, they didn't harbor love for 'human beings' in their hearts?

And this love is the only thing in the whole world that can truly kill a beast.

The arrow that Shuoyue shot was just a wedge, or rather, like laser guidance, it drew out the true feelings hidden beneath the malignancy.

In the name of love, he embraced her, and then took everything from her...

—Until it is brought down to the dust!

As she watched in astonishment as her true form shattered and vanished as if weathered by a thousand years, Draco felt no reality whatsoever. After being struck by that arrow, she no longer felt pain, only a bittersweet ache.

Covered in blood and wounds, none of that mattered anymore. Only the incomprehensible, budding emotions filled her chest, making it almost impossible for her to resist the urge to cry.

For a fleeting moment, she gripped the arrow piercing her body, wanting to pull it out, but she couldn't find the strength or courage to say goodbye.

Only tears, which could no longer be held back, slid down my cheeks.

It fell from the sky along with the last rays of sunset.