My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 631: War-loving, bathed in blood and fire

A few minutes ago, 'Anti-Moon and Draco Alliance' communication channel.

Before the competition system was updated, this channel was created by a knowledgeable person to discuss major plans and formulate good strategies to deal with the two big demons in the Moon Holy Grail War. Unfortunately, due to various factors, it has been tepid until now, until the Holy Grail competition system was updated, the number of people in the channel has sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

With this favorable wind, the plan of "Ambush the Sakuyue Group" was also put on the agenda and was quickly passed with a unanimous vote. The masters who were still fighting against each other a few days ago put aside their prejudices and hatreds because of the same threat and quickly implemented the plan.

The world has suffered from the new moon for a long time. If we die now, we will die. If we carry out our great plan, we will die too. If we wait for death, will there be any chance for kings, princes, generals, or ministers to survive?

Something seems to be wrong... Never mind. In any case, even the masters did not expect that the fear of Shuoyue would become the key to their cooperation. However, relying on this aggressive feeling, they set up a dragnet at the door of Shuoyue's room, and then rubbed their hands, waiting for the door of the room to open, and then they rushed forward and killed the two great demons.

Just wait and wait... until the magician's passion cools down and his reason returns to his head; until the moonlight in the sky dims and he is too lazy to even pay attention to them.

Finally, someone spoke up after the fact.

"I say, let's call it a day."

There was a beeping sound coming from the Master's terminal. The Masters first looked at the man at the front of the battle line, then lowered their heads to check the messages he had sent.

[There is still an hour left until the next morning, but the new moon has not yet come out. It is likely that they have seen through our plan, or... there is a traitor among us.]

[There is no need to waste time here. What's more, what if Shuoyue has a teleportation tool and can go directly to Yuexiang Sea? Then wouldn't we be a joke here? ]

[Instead of wasting time here, it would be better to go to the fully opened Moon Sea, or go back to prepare for the competition. Let's gather together tomorrow. When Shuoyue has finished staying in his room, he will naturally show up! ]

Strong fortresses are always broken from the inside, not to mention that the masters themselves are enemies who are only forcibly united because of a greater threat.

Just looking at this pessimistic guy, the masters couldn't help but think of his passionate words before the plan was implemented.

"After three rounds of battle, there are only sixteen Masters left. It is precisely because the number is so small that we attach importance to the existence of Shuyue and Draco, the 'special Masters'."

"You can't defeat them alone, gentlemen. That's an indisputable fact."

"So we are gathered here, so we must use all our strength in the shortest possible time to fight the special master!"

"Believe me, with Shuoyue's personality, he will never hide in his room like a coward and refuse to fight!"

……

It was obvious that he was the one who shouted the loudest and rushed to the front at the beginning, but he was also the first one to give up.

It's really ugly.

Someone laughed mockingly, not knowing whether it was because of the reasonable man or because of his own irrationality. However, starting from this speech, some masters turned around and left this damn circus troupe, and soon, the dense team became sparse.

A farce that started and ended on its own would have ended just like that - if Shuoyue had not appeared.

But the rational man was right about one thing, that is, Shuoyue would never agree to stay in her room and hide away from the troubles for a while.

A new storm has emerged, how can we stand still?

Just imagining the battles with all kinds of heroes makes him almost crazy with excitement, okay?

So, the door of the room opened - at a time when the morale of the expedition team was low and there was a gap in the ambush system.

"Hit, open it?"

The commotion and the gradually shrinking crowd became stagnant. Some people looked at the figure that was slowly walking out and asked blankly.

"Shuoyue actually came out?!"

The rich aroma of alcohol rushes straight into the nose, making one's brain stagnate, but what follows is courage and recklessness that is ten or a hundred times greater than usual.

The high points went to their heads, causing them to ignore the fact that most of their allies had already left, and issue orders to their followers:
"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

Before the words fell to the ground and shattered, the master impatiently activated the trap. Not only the magic arrows, but also the props purchased at a high price took effect, turning into thousands of chains, binding the young man firmly in place.

But with the young man's sudden rise, all the restraints were broken.

Golden flames burned from the young man's eyes, his red robe danced like endless flames, iron light spread like a tide, the shadow of the evil beast laughed in the dark, and the laughter turned into a dangerous red mist like stardust.

The third magic unfolded, the three great magics condensed, and the highest-ranking fantasy species incarnation stepped on the cold earth and slowly moved forward.

"Come--"

Shuoyue looked around at the shocked faces and pointed his finger at them mockingly, "Let me see how prepared you are!"

Fear quickly turned into anger. Among the enemies surrounding the entire corridor, there was a servant holding a whip, roaring, and lightning flashed on the long whip, which was whipped towards Shuoyue's head.

What greeted him was a white blade that seemed to cut through space.

Shit!

The head fell to the ground.

"Heh... just third-rate."

The liberated Gan Jiang Moye stretched out his wings and groaned happily in the dripping blood, but his master had already looked away and faced the three servants who were rushing up, exerting strength with both arms and swinging his sword!

The sharp sound of steel resounded through the sky. Not knowing what means the enemy used, Shuoyue only felt his wrist go numb. The two swords involuntarily slipped out, flew high, and pierced into the ceiling.

"He lost his weapon!" A loud shout rang out, and a Master was ecstatic, "Well done Saber, kill him now!"

But the next moment, his servant's eyes bulged out, blood spurted out of his mouth like a crushed tomato, and his whole body flew backwards sideways, ruffling the Master's short hair, and turned into a meteorite that embedded itself heavily into the wall, without a sound.

It was only then that a deafening roar rang out in everyone's ears. The young man in the red robe maintained his bow stance, with his arms as hard as steel raised, and white smoke rose from the outer part. At his feet, blood-stained armor fragments fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Ancient martial arts·Baji·Tie Shan Kao!
With just one strike, the heavily armored swordsman was completely blasted to pieces!

The other two servants' eyelids twitched, but they did not retreat. Instead, they shouted angrily, stepped forward shoulder to shoulder, and slashed down with their weapons.

The young man who was exposed to the weapon raised his right hand, and the cursed light burst out along with the steel, condensing into the outline of a spear - the twin spears that tore through thousands of years of wind and moon and pierced through the tragic fate of the knight appeared here.

As he waved his hand, red and yellow lights flashed across the painting in the corridor. Amid the malice of the curse, the servants retreated in fear, but their movements suddenly paused because Shuoyue had already stepped forward and was rushing towards them!

He roared in the enemy's encirclement, and then his gun shot out like a dragon!

In a moment of trance, the Servant in the front instinctively raised his round shield, but saw Shuoyue brushing past him and pounced directly behind him. He immediately felt disappointed: "Assassin!"

The fourth servant, who was hiding behind the other servants, bore the dragon's roar head-on. The dull pain filled her consciousness. By the time she came to her senses, the handsome face was already within reach. Under her feet, the floor with reinforced defenses collapsed. As the dragon-like figure came forward, the assassin gritted his teeth, tried to find the courage in his heart, and drew out the dagger that would kill with one strike!
The scarlet rose spear burst out with thunder.

Pierce out!

The fragments of the dagger flew like cherry blossoms, revealing the beautiful body of the girl from the black cloak. She was so beautiful and graceful, but the destined death had torn her abdomen apart, piercing through it like lightning.

In an instant, the beauty turned into bones.

"Assassin! Wuuwuwu..." The Master's desperate howling sounded, and the assassin girl barely raised her eyelids, but the ruthless yellow roses grew and multiplied in her sight.

Until all consciousness and soul are taken away.

dead!
A brief gap passed by, and when the hidden killer was stabbed to death by Shuoyue within one round, the leading servant finally got rid of the shock of the dragon species, roared, raised the ancient sword in his hand, and slashed towards Shuoyue's back.

But then, it was blocked by a more gorgeous and majestic magic sword.

At that moment, the red robe with its back facing him turned around and grinned at him, revealing a brilliant smile.

Then, two rose spears were stuck upside down in the ground, and the young man grasped the dragon slayer's magic sword and slashed towards his neck.

The ancient sword was raised to block Shuoyue's quick attack, but as the green gem at the bottom of the magic sword twisted, the true ether climbed onto the sword in the blink of an eye, and as the young man swung his arm, it flew out like an arrow!
The skills he had honed until now saved the life of the leading servant. The ancient sword dissipated the sword energy, and he couldn't help but take a step back. Then, he heard a roar erupting from the entire building. The servants watching clearly saw Shuoyue crush the ground with one foot and rushed out like a bullet. The demon sword Balmung roared, deeply penetrated into the enemy's chest, and pierced out from behind.

Baji·Zhanjiao!

The leading Servant instinctively turned around, wanting to grab the damn enemy and die together, but he saw the young man raised his hand without looking back, punched him back to the Throne of Heroes.

The account is settled.

In a flash, the bodies of the three servants fell to the ground and disappeared at the feet of the last servant.

"That's it?"

As if sobering up from the excitement of the fight, Shuoyue looked at the servant who was holding the spear tightly and could not hide his fear in confusion, as if he was more unbelievable than him: "Nothing else?"

As he spoke, the outline of a beast emerged from the shadows of the dark side of the world. He opened his eyes and cast a distant, contemptuous glance at the foolish world.

Beast Transformation EX, passive trigger.

The last surviving Servant stood frozen in place. He was an insignificant figure in human history, a sergeant who was only qualified to appear in the world because he participated in major battles. Even so, he believed that he had followed the king and experienced hellish battles that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

But tonight, here, just a few minutes of fighting tore apart his dignity and confidence.

The battle with this young man made him involuntarily recall the feeling of killing his compatriots with weapons in Constantinople until his eyes turned bloodshot and his stomach convulsed - that suffocating, nightmarish experience still haunts his soul.

And now, it caught up with him and was grinning in front of him!

It wasn't like he had returned to the meat grinder where hundreds of thousands of people were tearing and devouring each other. The only person who brought him the same fear was... only one person.

He is just a person who has only one head, two hands and two feet like him, and will die if his head is chopped off!

But why didn't I even have the courage to take a step forward and swing my weapon?
Damn it, move quickly, me!

Looking at the nameless servant with trembling lips, Shuoyue felt an indescribable... disappointment for some reason.

He dropped his eyes and sighed in defeat.

"I think too highly of you..."

The magic sword, with a cruel outline drawn by blood, was slowly raised.

In this dim corridor, this brutal massacre, with the sound of swords slashing and flesh and bones splitting, along with the last Servant and the Master who lost his Servant, came to a dull ending.

Soon, everything returned to silence.

Even if the Master who had mentioned leaving heard the noise and rushed back, after seeing this one-man killing feast, he covered his mouth and retreated desperately. Shuoyue did not chase him, but just slowly dealt with the battlefield, then turned and walked into his own room.

When he came out again, the sharp sound of the chair being dragged on the floor echoed throughout the entire corridor, and finally sank into a pool of blood, no longer making any piercing sound.

Just low.

It sounds like the ending of the first movement, and also like the prelude to a new movement.

Under the watchful eyes of the familiars and the awakened masters, the lonely and ferocious killer pulled over a chair and sat down in the middle of the corridor with dignity.

He lowered his head and stared quietly into the corner of the void.

His eyes became expectant and curious again.

"You... are looking at me, right?" The young man said slowly, word by word, "You... are fools... who want to kill me."

As if receiving a silent answer, the white-haired, golden-eyed dragon revealed a cold smile.

"I'm right here, waiting for you."

What was frozen in the surveillance footage was a young man who was as stern as a king, trampling on the corpses, surrounded by double knives, double guns and a magic sword.

He sat there.

Like a king on his throne.

And this crown bathed in blood and fire... has never lacked challengers.

Not long after, when the young man woke up from his nap, he saw a thin man.

A strong enemy that made his soul tremble, a strong enemy that he had been looking forward to since the end of the preliminaries.

"It seems that I am late?" The martial artist asked calmly with his hands behind his back, his red robe embroidered with a golden dragon fluttering in the wind.

"It's okay." Shuoyue curled the corners of his mouth from the bottom of his heart, stood up, and clasped his hands together.

"I'm waiting for you."

The next moment, he looked up and saw the crazy smiles on the red-haired martial artist's eyes.

Already so...can't wait!
(End of this chapter)