Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"I'll only say it once, don't stop me, Sakura."

"That won't do, senpai~" Matou Sakura seemed to want to say something, but the sharp sword light had already struck down.

Imaginary particles flowed and twisted, but were controlled in the opposite direction by the youth, and the purplish-black ribbons dissipated on their own.

Without the Imaginary Number Magic, the so-called 'Matou Sakura' is nothing more than a Servant who dreamt of summoning Lancelot.

With both swords drawn, Matou Sakura used 'Knights Never Die Barehanded' to reverse the control, but Sakugetsu had already abandoned her weapon, and a spiraling short sword appeared in her hand, which she plunged into her chest.

"My ironwork is collapsing and twisting, detonate, Spiral Sword!"

The incantation was unleashed, and a violent explosion rang out!

When the smoke cleared, the purple-haired doll lay on the ground, while Shuoyue, expressionless, held a ball of light and pressed it against her forehead.

That was an unfinished magic trick. Once it came into contact with a human body, the projected weapon would burst out of the body and pierce through the skull!

"senior……"

Even with such severe injuries, the girl was still murmuring.

Shuoyue's hand froze, the ball of light in his palm flickering, but his expression remained as cold and ruthless as a weapon's edge.

"She is no longer Matou Sakura; this world is not worth her staying in."

After explaining something to someone, Shuoyue finally extended her palm and placed it on the doll's forehead.

The long sword, cold and sharp, seized the puppet's struggles and every movement.

The past is severed with a single sword stroke.

Picking up the class card affixed to the chest of the white doll, Sakuzuki looked at the large crater in Fuyuki City, her eyes gleaming with golden light.

Under his targeted attack, Matou Sakura, whom the Ainsworth family considered their trump card, was completely annihilated in less than a moment.

The young man clearly did not want it to end there; now that things had come to this, he no longer wanted to delay any longer.

The Matou Sakura sent by Ainsworth not only failed to achieve anything, but also pushed his fighting spirit and killing intent to an unprecedented level.

No matter what kind of justice they uphold.

No matter how firm your conviction may be.

Ainsworth shouldn't have let Matou Sakura appear in front of him, allowing Sakugetsu to kill her with his own hands!

Taking a step, Suoyue walked towards the center of Fuyuki City, the scar of this dead city.

Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy's main fighting force was all injured, he would completely wipe out the Ainsworth family!

Chapter 330 Julian and Darius

Chapter 331 Julian and Darius

Ripples spread through the air as the blonde woman helped the red-haired girl walk step by step toward the castle filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

Who would have thought that a family of magicians, living in a paradise, was hidden in the devastation of downtown Fuyuki?

Angelica and Beatrice are the guardians of this place.

The person they were trying to protect was already standing at the crossroads, his face grim.

Angelica knew that it wasn't a fear of anger or terror; the young man was born that way, or rather, once he resolved to take on the responsibility of saving the world, he had no room for a smile anymore.

“Lord Julian…” Even though she felt a dull, suffocating pain in her chest, Beatrice’s eyes lit up with joy as she looked at the young man before her.

Julian Ainsworth.

The eldest son of the Ainsworth family, and the current head of the family, he used the alias Rian Ichigi and served as the student council president of the high school. He was once friends with Shirou of this world, but they broke up because of Miyu. One was determined to sacrifice Miyu to save the world, while the other became an enemy of the world to protect his sister.

His feud with Shirou Emiya has continued to this day.

The black-haired, blue-eyed youth raised his hand, interrupting Beatrice's words, stepped forward, placed his hand on her abdomen, and raised an eyebrow after a moment.

"His injuries have mostly healed, but the God Core Thor is on the verge of shattering. If this continues, Mjolnir will go berserk."

Even within the Ainsworth family, few knew that Beatrice Florchad was a dual-entity, possessing the combined power of Thor and Hercules. Her ability to wield Mjolnir was also thanks to Thor's divine core.

If Thor's divine core is destroyed, then she will only possess Manny's primal power, unable to even control her own Noble Phantasm.

"We can't continue fighting. We need to go back and rest. At the same time, we can't cancel the Dream Summoning, otherwise the injuries suppressed by the Divine Core will immediately erupt."

As he said this, Julian could no longer suppress the gloom on his face.

Gilgamesh, the hero-king who is half-human and half-god.

Manny the Hercules, the son who inherited Thor's divine core and treasure.

This was the trump card that Ainsworth had acquired after countless substitutions, and it was Julian's reliance on to fully implement his plans.

But in front of the returning man, Angelica was seriously injured several times, and Beatrice was even nearly killed by a single blow, her divine core shattered.

Even that freak who, in human form, absorbed the power of heroic spirits and used it for his own purposes, lost contact a few seconds after being released and was ruthlessly and powerfully annihilated.

That's no longer Shirou Emiya, but something else entirely.

But whoever it is, the person wearing that skin, still comes with the iron and fire of revenge, determined to fight the Ainsworth family to the death.

why?

why?

why?

Why do you deny my mythology, deny the predetermined ending?

The voice, though suppressed and low, echoed and amplified throughout the city of Ainsworth—until one moment, the barrier tore apart!

The long-brewing question suddenly erupted, bursting out along the crack and crashing into the intruder's ears!

Then the white-haired youth raised his head, and his vertical pupils shone with golden light!

"Miyu, I can't possibly entrust this to you!"

Ainsworth placed his hopes for salvation in the Holy Grail.

This world has only given birth to one Holy Grail, Miyu.

Neither Shirou nor Sakuzuki could give up Miyu.

Shuoyue's words were simply a reminder to Julian—

There is no room for maneuver between them!

"Lord Julian, step back!" Beatrice raised Mjolnir, using its broad surface to block the swords. Even though she knew her divine core was damaged, she couldn't leave the battlefield. "You, you absolutely cannot be harmed!"

"Don't underestimate me." Julian took out a card with a blank expression. The card had no picture on it, only black lines that spread out like a spider web.

"Nameless Shield."

The jet-black, muddy fluid spread out, barely outlining the shape of a shield, yet it was exceptionally sturdy enough to block the rain of swords.

The process of creating a dream class card is not straightforward; one will inevitably stray from the right path and encounter failures.

However, the 'dregs' connected by the substitution magic, the 'concepts' on the Throne of Heroes, are not entirely useless.

Even swords, spears, and halberds, though only physical objects, are still records of heroes' past!

table tennis!

With the sound of metal shattering, the black shield exploded, and the young man, wielding a crimson demonic spear, arrived like a meteor rushing towards the moon. With a single thrust, he knocked away Thor's hammer, and then, like lightning, a crimson spear beam swept across, aiming straight for Julian's head.

"Lord Julian!" Angelica tried to help, but a displacement spell appeared, abruptly teleporting her more than a hundred meters away!

The instinct for death nearly exploded within him. In that critical moment, Julian lost the will to escape and instead gritted his teeth to take out another card.

But how could his card activation speed compare to the unstoppable spear light of Shuoyue?

Sizzle—!

The thick, heavy giant arm flew high into the sky, while the massive hammer, wielding thunderous power, crashed to the ground.

“Julian…sir…”

The red-haired girl gazed intently at her lover, then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Her right arm was severed at the root, and blood flowed down her forehead, soaking into the colors of dusk.

Thor's core shattered completely, and Mjolnir lost its luster. Only Manny's core continued to beat weakly, like a heart.

The Second Descendant, Beryl Triss, has lost an arm and one of her divine cores.

Even after witnessing the girl's romance, Shuoyue did not stop. Instead, she casually piled up the charred crimson magic spear, held the Grand Bow, and aimed it at the dazed Julian once again.

The so-called friendship belongs to the great hero. He, Shuoyue, and Julian had never met before, and now they are destined to fight to the death!

But before Shuoyue could make a move, another voice rang out.

Shy, yet with a childlike determination.

"No, you mustn't hurt Julian!"

Wearing a green school uniform jacket and a short skirt, a girl who looked like a foreign rich girl suddenly ran over. No one knew how she did it, but she was a step faster than Shuoyue's longbow and spread her arms to block Julian's way.

Those panicked, clumsy eyes, glistening with tears, stared intently at the young man behind the longbow, preventing him from having any thoughts of killing.

The anger in my heart dissipated, or rather, was suppressed deeper within.

It wasn't because of the girl's sudden appearance, but because behind her, Julian's face suddenly dissolved, and a disheveled man with messy hair and a sweater collar stepped forward, looking at Shuoyue with a half-smile.

"It seems Julian can't take it anymore."

"Oh? I had no idea he was so vulnerable." Putting away her bow and arrows, Shuoyue knew that once the true head of the Ainsworth family appeared, it would be difficult for him to kill anyone here.

Darius Ainsworth.

"Let's talk," the man in flip-flops said with a smile, seemingly oblivious to Shuoyue's hostility and the miserable state of his men.

Chapter 331 Pandora's Box and the Chart of Fate

Chapter 332 Pandora's Box and the Chart of Fate

Darius Ainsworth.

The ancestors of the Ainsworth family were magicians whose spiritual concepts have survived from a thousand years ago, and who have reappeared in the world through substitution magic that transcends common sense.