A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 1253 1246. Boring

"Stop talking nonsense. I think you should think about how to escape. After all, those who call me a 'witch'... I will definitely punish them accordingly."

Caster said, and his robe began to dance wildly in the wind under the influence of the dissipated magic power.

The magic power in the atmosphere became more and more dense, and even formed a solid, turning into a thick fog, submerging Caster's figure.

However, facing such a Caster, Archer seemed to be unimpressed: "It's really interesting. You just said... you won't be hurt even if you get scratched, right?"

"That's right."

Caster responded confidently.

"With just the two of you, there is no way you can hurt me."

"Really?"

Archer sneered.

"Then let's try..."

"Puff——"

Just as he was about to take action, everyone present, including Caster and Archer, had their pupils shrank sharply.

"How... could it be..."

Emiya Shirou resisted the urge to vomit and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Archer's confused eyes also showed disbelief.

The right half of his torso disappeared.

Some terrible impact instantly cut it off from his body, leaving no room for reaction.

With such a terrible injury, even a Heroic Spirit could not be saved.

His eyes were the same as Shirou Emiya's, looking at the figure that appeared in the distance at some point, and questioned in disbelief.

"Why...?"

"???"

Caster was extremely confused when she saw both of them looking at her.

She was also surprised by the situation in front of her, but unfortunately, this was not her doing at all.

It should be said that she could not do this at all.

What she said just now was just bluffing.

After all, Archer was one of the three strongest knights of the Heroic Spirit according to the rules of the Holy Grail War. Even if this was her home court, it was unthinkable that she wanted to kill Archer so easily, and even Archer could not react.

"Because you are too long-winded. I'm tired of watching."

A cold voice came from behind.

Caster shuddered, as if a poisonous snake had spit out a tongue across her spine, and she felt cold all over.

The voice was close at hand.

At this moment, she realized that the two people in front of her were not looking at her, but at the person who came behind her at some point.

But... how is this possible?

Although she may not be as good as other Heroic Spirits in terms of breath perception due to her rank, this place is within the coverage of her barrier! How could someone come in silently?

However, her thinking stopped before she came up with an answer.

Because the person behind her did not intend to give her time to think.

Ka--

There was only a crisp sound.

Caster's neck was broken in the hands of the figure, as fragile as a piece of dead wood.

The two Heroic Spirits dissipated at the same time with reluctance at this moment.

Who could have expected that this stalemate would end in this way?

In an instant, two Heroic Spirits left the stage.

"You... Mr. Xuanhao... How could you..."

Shirou Emiya looked at the frequent visitor who was walking towards him with an unbelievable look.

In his memory, this man was always taciturn and treated Sakura very well, and there was no other impression.

How could he compare the figure in his memory with the man who ruthlessly killed two Heroic Spirits in an instant?

That was a Heroic Spirit, a powerful existence beyond the scope of human understanding.

Even between Heroic Spirits, it is not so easy to determine the winner, right?

How did this man do it?

"I've already said it, I'm tired of it."

Xuan Hao didn't waste any words and stepped forward to pinch the top of Shirou Emiya's head.

"Um——"

Just when Shirou Emiya thought he was going to be killed and thought he was dead.

Memories like a tide hit his mind all at once.

"This... this... how could it be?"

In his memory, he saw scenes of Sakura dying in various forms.

And each scene was inseparable from the current Holy Grail War, which he originally thought was unreasonable.

"What are these...?"

"Possibilities of different time and space futures. I just present them all to you." Xuan Hao explained lightly.

"So, these are all possible futures?" Shirou Emiya clenched his fists.

"Yes, if I hadn't appeared, Sakura's ending would have been a tragedy no matter what." Xuanhao replied, "What do you think? Do you still think you can live like this? The Holy Grail War is much more cruel than you think. You don't really think that you can end this war with the naive idea that no one will be hurt?"

"I... I don't know."

"This is not the answer I want to hear." Xuanhao frowned slightly, "What I want to know is, what are you going to do?"

"Of course I want to end this war... But... How can I do it?" Shirou Emiya fell into confusion.

Of course he understood the truth.

As long as he had enough power, he could end it all before all the tragedies happened.

But the key is that he didn't have that kind of power.

"Good, you just need 'end this war' to be the answer."

After hearing this, Xuan Hao finally felt a little satisfied and nodded.

"You don't need to think about the rest. No power, I'll give it to you, go ahead, give me a clean cut and end it."

As he spoke, an inexplicable power poured into Shirou Emiya's body from Xuan Hao's palm, like a sudden enlightenment.

"Remember, after the war ends, there is still one guy who must die, Matou Zouken. He is the culprit of Sakura's tragic fate."

A moment later, Emiya Shirou fell to the ground with a thud.

Xuan Hao turned around and left expressionlessly.

What will happen next is nothing more than Shirou Emiya breaking through the entire Holy Grail War overnight.

He was no longer interested in reading any more.

During the years he has been in this world, he has searched every corner and found no trace of soul fragments.

So we can only give up here temporarily.

Of course, although he has nothing to do with his sister, Matou Sakura is also a poor girl, so he changed the girl's fate.

He has to leave this world.

In order to prevent Sakura's fate from returning to its original trajectory after he left, he left a trace of power in Shirou Emiya. That's enough.

Click——

Clang——

There were sounds of shattering and metal falling to the ground.

Sasaki Kojiro's katana guarding outside Ryudou Temple was broken, and the knight's sword in Artoria's hand also fell to the ground.

The two heroic spirits looked at the passing man with the same disbelief as Caster and Archer before.

Their bodies seemed to feel the fear from the source, and they were frozen in place and motionless.

Until the man in front of him disappeared into the void of space fluctuations.

——————

When he opened his eyes again, Xuan Hao had come to another strange world.

And this world made him feel unprecedented pressure.

It seems that all of his abilities, except for his physical fitness, have been suppressed by the will of this world.

After inquiring about some information from the natives of this world, he seemed to understand the reason.

Because the level of this world seems to be terrifyingly high.

Why?

Because there are ‘immortals’ in this world.

In other words, what rules this world is the will of Heaven.

This is completely different from the will of those weak worlds he experienced before.

No power of law can be exerted under the suppression of heaven, unless he can practice according to the rules of this world to a state where he can defy heaven.

But now the question before Xuan Hao is.

He doesn't know how to practice at all.

Now, his power of law has been completely sealed. Apart from his different physique, he is just an ordinary person with greater strength.

Injuries cannot be restored through the power of the law, and if you die, you will really die.

This made it impossible for him to be as reckless as before, such as finding a so-called "immortal" to steal some cultivation techniques.

Nowadays, Xuan Hao is in the mortal world, and it seems that it is not easy to even meet the immortals.

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"Brother Hao! Get up quickly. Dad asked you to chop the firewood in the yard! Then go to the field to help him."

early morning.

Xuanhao was awakened by a slightly childish female voice.

After coming to this extremely high-level world, Xuan Hao had no idea how to cultivate immortality for the time being, so he had to find a place to go first.

This is the home of an ordinary farmer in an unknown village.

He came here pretending to be a refugee fleeing the famine, and was taken in by a kind-hearted family.

The family has no sons, only a daughter who is about sixteen years old.

So the kind-hearted old couple treated him as their own son.

In contrast, he also helped the family with manual labor.

"okay."

Xuanhao stood up while responding.

He looked at the cute little girl in front of him and smiled.

The little girl's name is Jiang Lanlan, who is the daughter of this family. She usually calls him 'Brother Hao', but he just calls her 'Little Sister'.

Just as her parents treated him as their own, over time Jiang Lanlan also treated him like her brother.

Xuanhao quite likes such a peaceful life, which reminds him of the very beginning.

It's just that this place is destined not to be his destination, and sooner or later he will leave.

After getting up and walking out of the room into the yard, Xuanhao picked up the ax on the ground and chopped the firewood and piled it together in a few strokes.

Although everything except physical ability was suppressed by the will of heaven, his body was still abnormal even if it had no power value.

Let alone chopping firewood, they were so-called immortal cultivators who had never seen this world. Otherwise, he estimated that those ordinary cultivators who were just getting started might not be able to withstand his punch.

After all, even if you are an immortal cultivator, even if you are stronger than ordinary people when you first start, there is a limit.

The main focus of his physique is that he can fly with great strength and defeat all kinds of magic with his strength, so he is not necessarily afraid of it.

After chopping the firewood, Xuan Hao put down his ax and walked towards the field.

"Xiao Hao? Have you finished chopping the firewood?" The middle-aged man working in the field asked with a smile when he saw Xuan Hao coming.

The man's name is Jiang Tao, and he is the backbone of the family.

"It's ready."

Xuanhao picked up the extra hoe and helped the man plow the land.

This is already a common thing for him.

Originally, the man didn't want Xuanhao to help with the farming, and wanted Xuanhao to study hard, because it was useless for him to farm in the village all his life.

But Xuanhao said that he always felt bad for eating and drinking for free every day without working, and he had plenty of strength, so the man couldn't do anything about him, so he had to do it like today every day.

Of course, Xuanhao didn't fall behind in reading.

He relied on the yellowed books at home to understand some basic information about the world.

"Xiaohao, you help with farming every day, are you really reading seriously? Next year is the county's big exam, you have to study hard."

The middle-aged man started to talk again while farming.

"Ordinary people can only have a way out if they pass the imperial examination. Don't be like me, farming in the fields all my life."

Xuanhao shook his head helplessly and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I read books every day."

He had memorized those old books that were almost broken.

The man is just an ordinary person, so of course he only thinks that studying is the way out.

Because ordinary people have never thought about cultivating immortals.

After all, it seems that cultivating immortals depends on talent, that is, the spiritual roots that are born with.

Generally speaking, people with talent will be discovered and taken away by nearby cultivation sects when they are young.

Compared with the big exam in the county next year, Xuanhao is actually more concerned about the disciple recruitment meeting of the nearby Jinxuan Sect in the near future.

Jinxuan Sect is the only nearby cultivation sect that Xuanhao has heard about after being here for so long.

It is said that Jinxuan Sect recruits disciples every ten years. As long as you have spiritual roots and pass the test, you can enter the sect to learn the method of cultivating immortals.

This is his chance to get in touch with the cultivation system of this world.

It’s just that Xuanhao doesn’t know much about spiritual roots, and he doesn’t know if he has them.

The two chatted in the field.

Soon there was a shout from the direction of the house.

The middle-aged woman waved to the two in the yard, indicating that they should go home for dinner.

And there seemed to be someone standing next to the middle-aged woman. It seemed that there was a long-lost guest in the house.

"Xiaohao, this is your uncle."

The man returned to the yard and put down the farm tools in his hand. He introduced the people who came to the house to Xuanhao, "My dear brother, he works in the county. You have to go to the county for the county exam next year, and you have to bother your uncle."

"Uncle, Jiang Feng."

Xuanhao nodded slightly and responded.

"Hey, the young man has a good physique."

The man looked at Xuanhao, then patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"I heard about you from my elder brother a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be such a diligent young man. Not bad! The county exam is a small matter. Let's go inside and talk."

"How can it be a small matter?" Jiang Tao was a little confused about his brother's words, "What else in the world can be more important than taking the imperial examination?"

He knew that his younger brother was qualified to work in the county just because he was a scholar, and his life was much more comfortable than their family.

"Oh, you won't understand even if I tell you. Let's eat first and I'll talk while we eat." Jiang Feng shook his head helplessly.