Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Tatsumi roared, his wings flapped violently once more, and the spear in his hand shattered as if it were completely unstoppable.

"boom--!"

Before a second had passed, the spear in Tatsumi's hand shattered instantly.

Even the evolved armor could hardly stop such an attack, not to mention the huge difference in physical abilities between Tatsumi and Brand.

Brand can do it, and Tatsumi might be able to do it in the future, but definitely not now.

"puff--!"

"Stop right there!!!!"

The shattering of the weapon in his hand did not break Tatsumi's will to stop him.

He raised his hands to block the attack, using his body to forcefully withstand the water sword's assault.

Its speed seemed to begin to slow down.

But before it could stop, Tatsumi's armor shattered at an even faster rate.

He knew he might not be able to stop them, and he might die here.

But for the sake of those innocent people, Tatsumi felt he could die without regret!

Just as Tatsumi was about to bravely sacrifice himself, a roar came from below.

"Get out of the way—!!!!!"

Time was of the essence, and Emiya only had time to shout loudly at Tatsumi, who was approaching the ship from the sky.

For some reason, Tatsumi followed his heart and chose to believe in Shirou Emiya.

Without any hesitation, his wings suddenly flapped.

He dodged to the side.

The water sword was currently positioned about 100 meters above Emiya.

This distance is almost instantaneous for a water sword.

"Projection begins!!!!!"

A longsword that Brand and Tatsumi were very familiar with appeared in Emiya's hands, which were covered in blood.

He had one foot on the deck and was breathing very heavily.

A bow appeared in his hand without his noticing, a very simple wooden bow.

That was the bow that Emiya used when he practiced archery.

"call out----!"

The longsword with chains shot out of the deck like a missile, like a silver meteor, and collided head-on with the oncoming water sword.

"[Fantasy Collapse]!!"

A soft murmur came from Emiya's mouth.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Crisis Is Not Over Yet

【Possessed by Evil Spirits】is an armor-type Imperial Arm made from the ferocious dragon-shaped Danger Species "Thailand".

It possesses extremely strong survivability; even when it is made into a weapon, it still retains its own soul and consciousness, and continues to influence its user.

This equipment places an immense burden on the wearer; in fact, it could kill an ordinary person.

Among all forty-eight Imperial Arms, it definitely ranks among the top.

It can even adapt quickly to a frozen spacetime.

How powerful an explosion would such an extremely powerful weapon produce when it self-destructs?

Nobody knows, and nobody has tried it.

But today, these people will have a basic understanding of what kind of aftershocks a counterfeit product, which is one level below "Possessed by Evil Spirits," will produce after an explosion.

"——————"

The whole world seemed to fall silent; the sound waves from the terrifying explosion instantly deafened everyone on the deck.

All they could see was that, a dozen meters above the deck, the space seemed to collapse, and at the moment the short sword made contact with the water sword, that area first began to condense.

Then a flash of fire passed by, and an extremely terrifying shockwave directly ripped up the sea, instantly destroying the already shattered deck.

Emiya, holding the wooden bow, remained kneeling on the spot and fell to the second floor without any reaction.

The whole person has lost consciousness.

If the explosion hadn't been directly above the ship, the powerful shockwave would have capsized the entire vessel in an instant, and everyone would have perished.

Tatsumi, caught in the shockwave of the explosion, was thrown about like a stone ball.

All that could be heard was a splash as he fell into the water.

Brand's eyes widened in horror. He wanted to save Tatsumi, but his physical injuries prevented him from doing so.

He could only fall to the second floor with Emiya.

After such a series of battles, the constant explosions echoed in my ears, and I was shaken violently.

The nobles and guards inside the cabin gradually regained consciousness.

They struggled to their feet.

Although they arrived exhausted, they gradually recovered after such a long period of time.

At least, they can get up on their own.

At that moment, Niu, who was unable to move due to the excruciating pain, suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

"I am one of Lady Esdeath's men, one of the Three Beast Warriors. The two men lying over there are the Empire's most wanted criminals, Night Raid. Arrest them immediately!"

Niu never imagined that he would survive in the end, nor did he expect that he would now have to rely on the help of those who had been knocked unconscious by his Imperial Arm.

But none of this matters anymore.

Emiya Shirou has lost consciousness and fallen into a coma.

Brand was also exhausted and powerless to resist; even a child's knife could kill him now.

As for Tatsumi, his armor was almost completely shattered, and he had fallen into the sea some distance from the ship. Niu didn't think he had any hope of surviving.

This is sure.

Niu was secretly delighted, never expecting that she would be the one laughing last.

"Move quickly!"

The guards had just woken up and were completely confused about the situation. They all looked at Niu with bewildered expressions.

But with his roar, they instantly snapped out of their daze.

Those were Esdeath's men who had easily massacred the entire northern kingdom. If he didn't act quickly, they didn't believe Esdeath's men would let him go.

Each of them was filled with fear as they walked toward Brand and Shirou Emiya.

Even if they admired and longed for the night raids, seeing them as a ray of light in the darkness of the empire.

But even in a life-or-death situation, they would not give up their own lives to save them.

They quickly surrounded Shirou Emiya and Brand.

But Shirou Emiya's breathing was extremely shallow, and they did not tie him up.

Instead, they bound Brand, who was still conscious, tightly.

Despite the excruciating pain, Niu slowly crawled to her feet, like a snail. ...She hadn't even stood up yet.

"Hey you, come help me up!"

It hurts so much that Niu still needs help.

The guards approached Niu with trepidation and helped him up in great fear.

Esdeath's reputation is well-deserved.

"Finally, he fell into my hands, and he was a living, defenseless member of the Night Raid."

Neu clutched her abdomen. Shirou Emiya hadn't expected her body to be so weak; with just a "light" kick, Neu had broken many of her ribs.

Emiya used a lot of force.

Brand stared at Niu with extreme anger, his eyes fixed on her, powerless to break free.

Normally, he would have already committed a violent attack and escaped.

But by the time he recovers, he will probably already be sent to prison, waiting for Esdeath to come and ask for information.

Even without his Teigu, Brand couldn't escape her grasp.

In order to prevent the information about the night raid from being leaked.

He hardened his heart and decided to bite off his own tongue.

"Crack-!"

A sound of shattering glass came from the side.

"How could that be! I clearly saw you fall into the sea with my own eyes!"

Niu's eyes were filled with disbelief. She had taken the final attack from Riva, her armor was almost shattered, and she had fallen into the sea. How could she possibly have returned so quickly?

Then he simply hasn't witnessed the terrifying adaptability of being "possessed by evil spirits."

When Tatsumi fell into the water, he also thought he was going to die.

Surrounded by ever-deepening seawater, incredibly aching muscles, completely blocked oxygen, and predators swimming in from the deep sea.

Everything was telling Tatsumi that death was inevitable.

But Tatsumi still wanted to live; he wanted to go back to the ship and see his older brother again.

His physical weakness made him realize that this was impossible.