Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

Lying on the ground, Ta Miao forgot to get up for a moment, only staring angrily at the innocent-looking Shuo Yue with wide almond eyes.

Is this how you throw something away?

They were even more brutal than Greek warriors!

"Big sister, are you alright?"

In comparison, Red, who was fighting the enemy herself, was incredibly gentlemanly to take care of her. Hearing her teammate's call, Atalanta put her displeasure aside, flipped over and leaped up, once again grasped the Sky Bow, and spoke to the new moon.

"You're Amakusa's reinforcement? In that case, come and fight alongside me!"

Faced with Ta Miao's concise request, Shuo Yue gently touched her chest, used her remaining magic to heal her hidden injury, and then calmly nodded.

"That's how it should be. You should make full use of the archers' strengths, and I will confront Black head-on."

"Hmm, that's quite efficient, not bad."

Ta-Miao's impression of the young man had changed. She snorted and leaped onto the treetop with a push of her feet, her bow drawn to its fullest extent, aiming at the oncoming Black Siegfried.

With proper precautions, top-tier Servants are almost immune to her arrows, so she needs a warrior to stand in front of her to fully unleash the power of archers.

She never doubted her abilities, but her only concern was whether Shuoyue, as an assassin, could hold off the powerful dragon-slaying warrior on the front lines.

But soon, she was shocked by what Shuoyue had done.

Facing the formidable Black, wielding the Dragon-Slaying Demon Sword, the young assassin didn't flinch or dodge, but instead charged straight at him.

While this certainly helps archers perform better, can this guy really survive a swordsman's attack?!

Atalanta was shocked, but she calmed herself down and did not immediately draw the bow. Instead, she judged Siegfried's movement trajectory and slowly drew back the bowstring.

Even she would need some time to build up her strength to break through the 'Evil Dragon Blood Armor's' defenses.

This is the crucial moment when she needs Shuoyue to stop Siegfried!

Can it be blocked? Or will it result in being wounded by a sword and then fleeing back to the original situation?

Atalanta was worried about the situation ahead, but Shuoyue didn't have so many wild thoughts. Since he chose to face the enemy head-on, it was naturally not because of the beauty's request, but because he was indeed confident.

Even though he was two levels lower than Siegfried on the stat sheet, some of his martial arts skills could transcend the limitations of physical strength.

For example, that ferocious fist that is hailed as 'between heaven and earth, across the nine provinces and eight extremes'!

The Bajiquan he learned from Kirei Kotomine has been honed day after day by the new moon, and now, when he uses it as a Servant, its power is comparable to that of Li Shuwen.

Forward, forward! With each step forward, the youth's figure shortened exponentially from that of the silver-haired swordsman. At the same time, the earth trembled, as if the runners were not tiny humans, but a mighty and unstoppable prehistoric mammoth!

The air was disturbed, transforming into wind. Milky white energy gathered in the youth's palm, not from magic or mystery, but from pure skill and power, yet it drew all the air currents of heaven and earth into his hand. The world was heavy and oppressive, except for the terrifying storm gathering in Shuoyue's palm.

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

Faced with such momentum, Siegfried dared not be negligent. He touched the blue jade again, and the twilight-colored true ether covered the demon sword, burning unstablely and igniting a glow in the forest.

The demonic fist that was sweeping the winds and clouds was already close at hand, and before anyone knew it, Shuoyue's eyes had turned into a dazzling rainbow blue!

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception opened, and everything in the world shattered in an instant. Even Siegfried, who was immortal, had an overly obvious 'death line' in the young man's vision.

Without a doubt, it was Siegfried's back, which was not bathed in dragon blood, as legend has it.

"My Eight Extremes Technique needs no second strike!"

His arm muscles bulged, and Shuoyue stomped his foot, causing the area within a hundred meters to collapse. With a fierce glare, he thrust out both palms, and a storm no less powerful than the 'Wind King Barrier' exploded in the forest. The young man clashed with the demonic sword tinged with the colors of dusk with one hand, while his other hand bypassed the black arm and struck him squarely in the chest.

"May you bleed from all seven orifices and explode to your death!"

This is one of the ultimate secrets of Bajiquan – the fierce tiger climbing the mountain!

There are three famous chapters about Tamania. The first is her selection as a member of the Argonauts led by Jason. The second is her defeat of Calydon's monster. The third is her marital turmoil. None of them had a satisfactory ending, especially the third, which caused her to develop an extreme distrust of men. In the end, she was transformed into a lion for blaspheming the gods.

So Atalanta's ears and tail should actually be lion-like... But since the artist drew a cat, that's even better, catgirls are the best!

Chapter 421 The Blue Team's Plot to Black Saber

Chapter 422 The Blue Team's Plot Against the Blue Team

The forest let out its third mournful cry of the night.

Even the densest treetops cannot obscure the magnificent colors of the sunset, and even the sturdiest trees cannot withstand the fierce wind.

The turbulent air currents lifted the youth's cloak and ruffled the swordsman's silver hair. They were like generals facing a life-or-death battle in front of a vast army, their swords clashing with their fists and their fists striking their chests. Behind them, the sky burned with the colors of dusk, and the sweeping storm outlined a crimson blood-red hue!

All the Servants present—red, red, and blue—stopped fighting, gazing intently at the desolate yet magnificent scenery, momentarily speechless.

This is a magnificent spectacle that only Heroic Spirits and Servants can evoke; it is a new story that can only be constructed by legends and epics crossing time and space and intersecting at this very moment.

The ancient martial art of Bajiquan in China, and the cursed magic sword that struck down the evil dragon.

When two historical periods that should never have met collide, which side will emerge victorious?

Filled with trepidation and anticipation, the heroes stared intently at the two frozen figures, awaiting their answer.

And soon, the sound of flesh being shattered responded.

—The left hand, shattered inch by inch, the twilight-colored sword energy spread out, easily tearing the assassin's flesh and blood apart.

Even the Bajiquan style cannot contend with the demonic sword forged by the Mist Clan. Even if the power it carries is overwhelming, the reaction force when it collides with the equally indestructible blade is enough to destroy itself.

Only when the left arm completely disappeared, revealing half of the white bone, did the twilight sword energy dissipate completely. By this time, the assassin was now one-armed, while the silver-haired swordsman still stared at the grinning youth with his calm expression.

It seems like another victory has been won, but it would be too early to conclude that the outcome is already decided.

—His chest was dull and lifeless, the blue ether patterns flowing through it had lost their luster. The swordsman suddenly opened his mouth and coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

Clearly, Shuoyue's Bajiquan had broken Siegfried's immortality and even launched a further attack, causing considerable damage!

“Unbelievable…” Amakusa murmured in the church.

He had witnessed the fierce battle between Karna and Siegfried, but even though Karna's physical attack power reached A-rank, it only left some damage on Siegfried, which could be dealt with by ordinary healing magic.

But with just one punch, Shuoyue inflicted injuries that Karna hadn't been able to inflict in an entire night!

Subconsciously touching his arm, Amakusa realized that his hair was standing on end and his skin was covered in goosebumps.

Just how terrifying was this assassin's killing power?

The Black faction was no less shocked than Amakusa. Not only was Danic aware of the situation, but a Master closely connected with Siegfried was also plunged into unprecedented shock and anger.

"Tsk tsk!!! Why can't you even defeat a mere nobody? Do you even deserve to be called a dragon-slaying hero?!"

Since the start of the engagement, Black has made no progress whatsoever, which has made Master Gold extremely uneasy. Seeing the current situation, his dissatisfaction has reached its peak, and he is shouting loudly in his private room to vent his anger.

Aside from Siegfried Black and his Master Gordes, the Black Faction has established relationships with all their other masters and servants to some extent. He and Fiore are already very close; their relationship is more like teacher and student than master and servant. Since Darnic is willing to lower himself to serve him, there's absolutely no problem.

While Sereneka found his dashing and unrestrained nature troublesome, she was captivated by his integrity and innocence; as long as no major trouble occurred, he would remain unscathed. Correspondent's loyalty to orders, coupled with their shared experiences of intimate conversations, forged a bond of mutual support. As for Roger, needless to say, as Master Roger, he had long been impressed by the Servant's superb puppetry skills.

But Gold was the only one he summoned. After Siegfried was summoned, Gold gave up communicating with him... He didn't try to understand the other, he was simply afraid of revealing his true name.

This was a mistake that was both correct and utterly hopeless. What was Siegfried thinking? Was he harboring resentment? Rebellion? Murderous intent? Contempt? Or was he thinking of nothing at all?

Gold knew nothing.

A proper Master and Servant should clarify beforehand what they consider, what their goals are, and what they believe in. But Gordes refused to do so, treating his Servants as mere equipment. Was this vanity? Or was the idea that 'they're ultimately just familiars' too deeply ingrained?

In any case, the fact that both sides were injured in the battle with Red did cause his anxiety, which he should never have felt, to gradually build up.

Even so, if he had stood behind Siegfried as Master and watched the battle unfold; or if, as is typical in Holy Grail Wars, any Master-Servant pair was always viewed with hostility by the other six groups, he might not have been able to commit the foolish act he was about to take.

However, Gold was observing the battlefield from a safe location. The naive thought that if he were wiped out, he would at most suffer disgrace, but not death, completely clouded his judgment.

"I command you with a Command Spell! Use your Noble Phantasm..."

boom!

The door to the private room was kicked open, and Gold stopped speaking in shock, looking towards the doorway.

A beautiful woman with a captivating figure, dressed in a platinum-gold uniform, looked at him apologetically and anxiously, trying to stop his impulsive behavior:

"Wait a minute, Mr. Gold, now is not the time to use Command Spells!"

“Black Master, Six Directions Reika.” Gordes groaned in frustration. “Don’t you think so? Our Servants are locked in a fierce battle, while we, as Masters, possess Command Seals capable of turning the tide! Three Command Seals in total, even using just one wouldn’t be a problem!”

While he was trying to persuade others, Gold himself became excited and started talking to himself: "Yes, that's it! If we can take down Red and even that jumping around, victory will belong to us Black! And we will become the great heroes and heroes of Black!"

Lost in his delusions, Gold was unaware that Liu Daolingxia, standing before him, pursed her lips, her eyes filled with disgust, but quickly returned to normal.

The magician before us is beyond saving; after summoning his strongest form, he has embarked on a path of self-inflation and destruction.

Since Mr. Shuoyue did not give instructions to rescue him, what Liudao Lingxia had to do was to make good use of Gold while completing the mission. Whether it was pushing him out to attract fire or letting him cause trouble for the Red Team, both were good options.

However, before that, it is necessary to ensure the integrity of Gordes' Command Seals—this is a plan that Shuoyue urgently modified after learning about the characteristics of the Blue Team.

After all, tonight is a special moment, and Shuoyue is confident that she can subdue Siegfried. In other words, Gordes' Command Seals are his Command Seals, so he naturally can't let that fatso waste them.

"Please wait a moment, Lord Gold. We are all fighting for the victory of the Black Faction, so please hear me out..."

The arrogant and conceited Gold and the sixth guide Lingxia, who were trying to comfort her, were unaware that in the doorway of their private room, Danic, dressed in a white and gold tuxedo, leaned against the wall, listening to their conversation in a thoughtful manner.

"Is it because they coveted the artificial human technology of the Mujik clan, and the ones he summoned, that they went to such lengths to win over Gold...?"

After pondering for a moment with the sinister mindset of a politician, Danic thought he understood Liu Daolingxia's little scheme and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"A clever woman, but unfortunately, your efforts have been in vain. Now that Yggdrasil has successfully seized the Red Grail, all we need to do is press our advantage and wipe out all the ragtag forces sent by the Mage's Association. Then, with the help of the Greater Grail, Yggdrasil will be able to prosper forever! Yggdrasil will become a great noble family in the mystical world, and even you, Osare, are nothing but scum I discard!"

After arriving at a completely wrong conclusion, Danic turned and left, preparing to order the Servants to retreat and handle the various matters related to subduing Red.

Chapter 422 Two Uncontrollable Battlefields

Chapter 423 Two Uncontrollable Battlefields

Siegfried, far away in the forest, had no idea that he had almost been tricked by his Master. After exchanging blows with Sakumoku and being injured, in order to avoid Kurenai's shooting, Siegfried flipped his magic sword, plunged it into the ground, and activated its magic power, stirring up a thick cloud of dust. At the same time, his wounds were rapidly healing, and his momentum was rising steadily, returning him to his peak state.

This was not due to the Master's magical support—although the attack from the new moon hit Siegfried's chest, it actually struck his back with a 'penetrating force,' which is why it was able to break Siegfried's immortality and cause him great damage. Such an injury is beyond the healing power of ordinary magic.

Siegfried was able to recover to his peak condition in a very short time thanks to his inherent skill, a divine technique as famous as 'Magic Release', 'Regroup'.

Regroup and make a comeback: A

The ability to leave the battlefield or reset the situation can restore the conditions of a skill to their initial value and forcibly remove several negative status effects.

Without a doubt, this kind of causal level skill is the most troublesome. As a result, Atalanta's arrows went astray and disappeared, and the magic bullets fired by Shuoyue's fist gun also left no trace. Only Siegfried's aura grew stronger and stronger, like a dragon awakening.

When the dust settled, what appeared before the assassins was the unharmed great hero, Siegfried the Red!

“Such a cheating ability…” Atalanta gritted her teeth, her ears and tail twitching anxiously.