Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Toby had met Esdeath and knew that even without using her powers, Esdeath could kill him in a single move.

He couldn't understand how such a frail man could fight Esdeath like this.

"Projection begins"

A reverse-bladed katana appeared in Emiya's hand. It was just an ordinary weapon with no special abilities. At Emiya's level, projecting such a weapon did not require much magical power.

And so, gripping his familiar weapon, Shirou's figure transformed into a phantom, appearing beside Toby with thunderous speed.

Countless flashes of light suddenly appeared in the air, exceptionally bright.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!—!"

Toby had no time to react; he was violently thrown back, his feet sliding forcefully across the ground, carving two deep furrows.

"I'm a cyborg! How could a bladeless katana possibly kill me?!"

Seeing that he was completely unharmed, Toby laughed loudly at Emiya.

“Crack! Crack!”

With a series of sounds coming from his body, Toby instantly lost his strength and collapsed to the ground.

Even if it couldn't be severed, the immense force destroyed all the internal parts of his limbs.

Even if he had various backup moves stored within him, he couldn't use them here.

The more sophisticated the instrument, the more prone it is to malfunction!

Chapter Ninety-Two: The Fashionable Troops - Corner Walk

"Target destroyed! Target destroyed! Requesting soldiers to proceed immediately to apprehend the fugitive! Proceed immediately to apprehend the fugitive!"

The woman with the large ears was extremely anxious. As expected of a criminal locked on the fifth underground level, she had managed to defeat the flying car in such a short time. You know...

After defeating Toby, Emiya did not linger. He picked up the spear that had been thrown aside and quickly ran to the side.

Logically speaking, under such strenuous exercise, the effects of the drugs on Emiya should be even more potent.

In reality, the effects of those medicines have largely worn off; now only the residual heat is affecting Emiya.

His fierce battle did not make Emiya feel any weaker.

This actually allowed Emiya to regain some of his strength.

"boom--!"

A masked, burly man was sent flying and crashed into a wall by a single shot from Emiya.

As he wandered through the alley, Emiya encountered countless guards who seemed like monsters created out of nothing, devoid of any self-awareness.

All of them possessed extremely powerful strength; at least compared to the soldiers of the Empire, if they appeared on the battlefield, they would basically be able to take on a hundred enemies at once.

These people are not only incredibly strong, but they also feel no pain. Even when Emiya pierces their abdomens with a spear, it doesn't stop them in the slightest.

This is simply a weapon of war.

Moreover, Emiya often saw severed limbs and heads along these roads.

This is more like some kind of terrifying scientific experimentation site than a prison.

"boom--!"

Having regained his strength, he quickly stopped in his tracks, then suddenly turned around and rammed himself into the top of his head.

Emiya's purpose in moving around underground was not only to evade those people's pursuit, but more importantly, to buy time and reduce the effects of the drugs in his body.

"Here!!!"

A flash of silver light appeared, and the moment Emiya burst from the ground, a giant pair of scissors slashed towards his neck.

Emiya's every move was being monitored by the woman with enormous ears. She knew his exact location and was always on guard against his ability to break through the building.

If it weren't for the fact that Emiya's movement speed was simply too fast for the soldiers to catch up with, Emiya would have been surrounded by the infantry long ago.

"【Severing All Things [Ecstasy]】, before it you are as naked as if you were naked!"

As he said, this scissor-like weapon easily cut through Emiya's neck defenses.

The power of the "possessed by evil spirits" is so great that it cannot even be stopped.

"Projection begins!"

In such a critical moment, Emiya disregarded the loss of magical energy and frantically analyzed the weapon in front of him.

"clang--!"

The two identical weapons collided instantly.

The force of the violent tremor reached the short, bearded man, causing a momentary stalemate in the attack.

Even with his neck severed, Emiya managed to catch his breath before his figure suddenly shot backward.

Just then, the infantry arrived and surrounded Emiya.

"So fast!"

Emiya's pupils suddenly contracted. He felt as if his whereabouts were constantly being monitored. Even on the next level, Emiya could sense the guards chasing him trying to surround him.

If I hadn't been so sensitive to my surroundings, I might have been surrounded on the lower levels.

But unexpectedly, even after breaking through the lower levels, they were still surrounded.

"Oh!"

Amidst the cracking sound of the air, Shirou Emiya shattered the ground, his figure transforming into a blur as he charged forward.

One hand gripped the spear tightly, while the other held the reverse-bladed katana.

"We have no choice but to force our way out!"

With this resolve in his heart, Emiya charged forward to meet the oncoming fashion troops.

"Sword Breathing, Spear Form: Lion Dance"

Countless flashes of sword light and red gunshots suddenly appeared around Emiya.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Like Lu Bu reincarnated and disappearing into a crowd, the mid-range spear and the close-range sword complemented each other perfectly in Emiya's hands, moving with remarkable fluidity.

His figure, like a berserker, charged through the fashion troops, sending countless infantrymen flying with a single shot from Emiya, or severing their limbs with a single stroke of his reverse blade.

But there were more than just infantrymen among the crowd.

"Try my Imperial Arms!"

Accompanied by the sound of splashing everywhere.

The scissors easily sliced ​​through Emiya's armor, leaving a crimson mark as they tore open his chest.

But no blood gushed out. Emiya quickly used his breathing technique to stop the bleeding, and the battle that followed would only become more intense.

Letting your wound bleed continuously is not a good thing.

The older man who attacked Emiya didn't have that terrifying speed; he launched a sneak attack while Emiya was busy dealing with the infantry.

A visible spear is easy to block, but a hidden arrow is hard to guard against. Emiya had already reacted the moment he made his move, but he was already surrounded.

In addition, the space here is very small, with no place for Emiya to hide, so he can only try to minimize the damage to himself.

Suddenly, Emiya swung his spear and thrust it into his abdomen without holding back.

"clang--!"

All that could be heard was the clanging of steel against steel; the gun in Emiya's hand came to a halt at his abdomen.

"I'm sorry, you couldn't break through my defenses!!"

He laughed wildly, seemingly realizing that Emiya couldn't hurt him, and kept waving the scissors in his hand, forcing Emiya to retreat.

Just like Toby's situation when facing Emiya, Toby couldn't break through Emiya's defenses, and Emiya is now finding it difficult to break through his defenses as well.

Emiya suddenly looked in one direction, quickly lowered his body, and kicked the wall behind him.

It shot out like a bullet.

"Oh!"

The crowd was thrown back by the powerful impact, and with lightning speed, Emiya pulled out a pair of scissors that were stuck in the wall, identical to the one in the man's hand.

There's one weapon right in front of me that can break through his defenses, isn't there?

"Tch! A fake!"

He didn't care at all about the scissors that Emiya was holding, which were exactly the same as his own. You have to know that the weapon in his hand was an Imperial Arm.

Even the current empire can only produce official documents, so why would he be afraid of a counterfeit?

"Pfft——!"

Blood splattered all around as Emiya easily plunged the scissors in his hand into his abdomen.

"This is impossible! How could a fake break through my defenses!"

His face was filled with disbelief.

But you have to understand that if Emiya hadn't been surrounded, he wouldn't have had a chance to get close to Emiya in such a confined space.

"It's just a fake!"

He uttered his last words, then collapsed into a pool of blood and lost consciousness.

Chapter Ninety-Three: Twisted Justice and Partners of Justice

"Unstoppable!"

The green-haired woman with large ears listened with a sense of despair to the sounds of Emiya's ongoing battle below.

There is nothing in this prison that can stop Shirou Emiya now.