Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

The heavy blow sent the strong winds flying to the sides, creating a whistling sound.

As each round ends, the strength of the monsters in the arena continues to increase.

The monster that has appeared now is far superior to the monster that was originally on that island.

"laugh----!"

With a faint whooshing sound, Shirou Emiya, now adorned with the demon-possessed robes, vanished completely.

The monster that had launched the attack froze on the spot, searching around for Shirou Emiya.

"Destroying these monsters is both physically and mentally exhausting. Let's find the keypad as quickly as possible!"

Emiya Shirou didn't linger in the fight at all. He instantly left the battlefield and entered a stealth state under the influence of the demon's possession.

Although Shirou Emiya is participating in this Holy Grail War as a Master, in reality, Shirou Emiya's current strength is already at the Servant level.

Since Shirou Emiya is acting alone, he doesn't need to consider protecting others and can completely ignore these monsters, allowing him to find the keypad as quickly as possible.

Often, Shirou Emiya's thinking wasn't comprehensive enough. It wasn't until he met Li Shuwen, who could conceal his presence, that Shirou realized he could completely ignore these monsters and save a lot of time.

"As expected, this is Fuyuki City!"

With his wings spread and flying in the air in an invisible manner, Shirou Emiya could easily detect that this urban labyrinth constructed by Mooncell was modified from Fuyuki City.

Although the blocks are clearly separated by buildings, there are also many roads that have been altered to fit the maze.

But overall, it is clear that this city is Fuyuki City.

Basically, all the buildings that Shirou Emiya is familiar with exist here.

Fuyuki Church.

Ryudong Temple.

Fuyuki Bridge.

Hogunhara Academy.

They could even find the Tohsaka family, the Matou family, and their own family.

Emiya Shirou even found a key in his own mansion.

It can only be described as a coincidence within a coincidence.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Shirou Emiya is familiar with this place.

This is a maze arena, and as a maze, it's impossible for it to be exactly the same as the layout of Fuyuki City.

Only Shirou Emiya, who was flying through the sky, could see most of its face at a glance.

They also discovered Rin Tohsaka fighting a monster.

Chapter 599 A Rain of Swords Shooting In

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Chapter 600 Piercing the Spear of Death (Gáe Bolg)

Amidst the terrifying red flames, a deep blue figure burst forth like a wild beast, transforming into a bolt of lightning and speeding down the street.

The injuries he sustained did not weaken him; instead, they made him even more excited.

The terrifying speed allowed them to appear hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

However, Shirou Emiya acted as if he hadn't heard the taunts coming from the blue-clad lancer.

Without pausing, countless arrows were once again loaded onto his golden longbow.

Shirou Emiya had seen it before, he had seen it, and even now he had no confidence in hitting it, it was like a real shooting star.

【1】

Numbers flashed before their eyes, but neither of them had time to pay attention to them at the moment.

"call out----!"

The silver longsword pierced through space, shooting away with a piercing scream.

"laugh----!"

The crimson spear tore through the air, transforming into lightning as it hurtled towards the enemy.

"Qiang————!"

With a crisp sound, the sword arrow and the spear tip collided heavily in front of Lancer.

Instantly, sparks exploded.

In an instant, a strong gust of wind swept through.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Countless sword arrows rained down like a curtain of rain in that instant.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle—!"

The spear tip also instantly transformed into a phantom and rushed towards him.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"

Like needles clashing against wheat awns, countless shots sparked countless collisions, creating a cacophony of crisp, resounding impacts.

Sparks exploded in front of Lancer, dazzlingly bright.

The silver sword arrows, each strike more powerful than the last, relentlessly hurtled towards Lancer.

The lightning-fast gunshots transformed into streaks of sharp lightning, deflecting all attacks.

Such fierce exchanges are truly astonishing.

But there were no spectators here.

For Lancer, he doesn't need an audience.

A strong fighting spirit erupted from his body, and a pleasant smile appeared on his lips.

He ignored his injuries and sped toward Shirou Emiya's location.

His weapon never stopped being swung around, knocking down the incoming arrows.

This is where Shirou Emiya's information is lacking.

Just like Lancer was initially unaware that the arrows Shirou Emiya fired could explode, thus injuring himself.

Shirou Emiya was also unaware that Lancer possessed the "Protection Against Arrows," a ability that allowed him to almost perfectly dodge projectiles.

Moreover, Lancer's martial arts skills were incredibly strong, and even in the face of such a fierce attack, he was still able to swing his spear and knock it down.

However, after so many probing attacks, Shirou Emiya had come to realize that normal sword arrows had virtually no chance of harming Lancer.

With a burst of magical energy as intense as lightning, Shirou Emiya unhesitatingly nocked a spiraling arrow onto the golden longbow.

Under the sunlight, Lancer, who was about to rush to Shirou Emiya's tower, saw it—the spiraling, silver-glowing sword arrow in Shirou Emiya's hand.

His pupils contracted sharply at that moment, and his steps involuntarily slowed down abruptly.

"Spiral Sword—!"

Despite the alterations, Lancer immediately recognized the original form of the modified sword arrow in Shirou Emiya's hand.

The spiraling magic sword from the legend of Ulster.

The sword of Fergus Mark Roy, a hero in Celtic mythology, belongs to the same series of weapons as the magic spear of the great hero "Son of Light" Cú Chulainn, and they are called the magic spear and the magic sword.

His real name is Cú Chulainn.

But that's not the point.

As a Servant, Cú Chulainn is also bound by legend.

If the user of Calablog is someone connected to Ulster, then Cú Chulainn must bear the fate of being defeated by the sword again because of his oath.

"However, the name Emiya Shirou shouldn't be someone with any connection to Ulster, right—"

Cú Chulainn could only ponder this in his mind, but he still couldn't understand why the Spiral Sword was in his hands.

Of course, he wouldn't have imagined that Shirou Emiya was able to create the Spiral Sword because it was also said to be the prototype of Excalibur.

However, regardless of whether Shirou Emiya possesses the person destined for Ulster, Cú Chulainn now needs to consider how to defend against Shirou Emiya's next attack.

Cú Chulainn could clearly sense that the sword arrows that had rushed towards him earlier were all like Noble Phantasms.

It's like how Shirou Emiya figured out through probing that Cú Chulainn possessed some kind of defense against projectiles.

Cú Chulainn also deduced from this that Emiya Shirou possessed a certain ability to create multiple Noble Phantasms.

As for the Noble Phantasm's ability to self-destruct.

Cú Chulainn himself could have done that.

However, repairing a damaged Noble Phantasm is not an easy task.

Destroying one's own Noble Phantasm is tantamount to suicide for a Servant.

In most cases, and even in the most desperate situations, very few Servants would choose to destroy their Noble Phantasm.

But Shirou Emiya destroyed the Noble Phantasm without any hesitation.

Even a seasoned veteran like Cú Chulainn could imagine just how terrifying the power of that flying spiral sword would be if it self-destructed.

However, there is no time for Cú Chulainn to hesitate.

Emiya Shirou's bowstring was already taut.

"Master, we might need a lot of magic power next—!!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, Cú Chulainn leaped high into the air, a surge of crimson magic erupting from his spear like flames, creating waves of air that distorted the atmosphere.

The magic on his body surface began to flow suddenly, surging wildly towards the crimson spear in his hand, and the crimson magical aura became increasingly intense.

In the blink of an eye, terrifying magical energy surged across the empty street.