My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

In a fleeting flight, the young man reached his goal.

The tide of disaster has receded, leaving behind only deep pits hundreds of meters radiating and magma slowly seeping out from radial cracks. Together with the blue water, it crawls feebly like a dying snake, intertwining into red and blue. strange sight.

Black smoke rises, burning broken scales, cracked armor, dripping blood, and stiff and twitching enemy program remains... Just by looking for clues here, you can trace what happened here. What a struggle.

Like archeology, the Masters gathered here in twos and threes, guarding against their 'partners' while analyzing the information left here.

"Have you mastered both fire and water? Fire and water are really incompatible."

A magician shook his head and sighed. Behind him, a blond boy with both gangsterism and childishness was playing with his revolver and looking ahead with envy.

"That's great. I also want to have superpowers like these masters... Why am I still fighting with a pistol when I became a servant despite being unreasonable?"

"Be careful, Archer." The magician stopped the servant from revealing any further information. He turned to look at his temporary partner, another magician, "Can you tell anything?"

"There is the breath of dragon...and the breath of gods." The test tube shook, shining with red and golden colors under the unknown magic. His partner looked solemn, "It seems that both parties are quite exceptional existences. , Whether it’s a dragon or a god, their status is incredibly high.”

"Really? Then it's even more necessary to find out."

The magician laughed, with the ferocity of a hunter deep in his eyes.

They already understood what a brutal battle had occurred here, and it was a power beyond the reach of their followers, but precisely because of this, they had to move forward.

If they don't take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate the threat, how will they have a chance when they actually meet?

It would be gratifying to eliminate the Master who fought as well as the Servants, but if we could go one step further and kill the stupid Master who sent the invitation... that would be a great benefit!

The invited jackals smiled at each other, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, impatiently.

However, clear footsteps sounded, and a young man in red robes, holding a magic bow, walked towards them step by step.

"Stop, this road is dead."

Full of fighting spirit, under the silent pressure, the blond sharpshooter stopped in front of the young man, his eyebrows lowered, and the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at his heart; at the same time, the big Viking man holding a blood ax also came from another royal guard. The spirit transformation was released in front of the Lord, and a beast-like roar came from his throat, frightening those who came.

"This aura...is it a follower?" The magician was slightly surprised because the Master was not found nearby. "Unfamiliar follower, tell me your purpose of coming."

Hearing this, the handsome young man stopped, raised his eyes to look at the two servants who were waiting, and quickly looked away without interest.

"One question, one promise, just give me these and we can avoid strife."

What an arrogant tone!

It’s like they’ve got us!

The magician laughed angrily. He was about to speak, but the blond servant stopped him and shook his head slightly.

After a moment of surprise, he finally chose to suppress it: "...Tell me, what exactly is it?"

"Thank you for your understanding." After the cold politeness, the young man said, "I need to know the whereabouts of these warring parties."

"What, it turns out they are the ones who want to beat up the drowned dog..." the magician said angrily, "Judging from the final position, they are heading deeper into the maze, getting closer and closer to the core of Ichinoyuki Kaori."

"Thank you." The young man stepped forward without hesitation and said smoothly, "All that's left is a promise. Promise to give up the pursuit and leave Izuki Nanakai - this is no longer a battle you can participate in."

It was like a contemptuous glance from the top of the mountain. It was clear that he had never provoked, but the condescending arrogance was even more unbearable. The magician stared at the young man's leaving back and almost ordered his followers to attack. But the words that followed the young man made him freeze in place, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Archer Billy the Kid, Berserker Eric Bloodaxe. If this is all you can do, don't come here looking for death."

Real name revealed?

when!

The sudden panic almost suffocated the magician. When he reacted, he immediately retreated and distanced himself from the fierce Viking king. Coincidentally, his 'partner' also took a step forward in an instant to prevent the famous sharpshooter from catching him. Trigger opportunity.

The distance between each other did not change, but when the two looked at each other again, the false warmth had been torn away, and there was only endless hostility and fear in each other's eyes.

On the road to the Holy Grail War of the Moon, there are no partners, only enemies - enemies who fight sword to sword, cut bones with bones, and will not stop until death.

And Shuo Yue had disappeared from their sight.

————

The flowing water is mighty and the calamity fire is rising high.

Wearing a tight-fitting battle suit, with long golden hair flying, the indistinguishably handsome warrior brandished a spear, and the God of War, who controlled the flowing water, sent a blessing. Filled with purifying power, he turned into a water arrow and flew forward.

"The clear stream of Nuada!"

Shouting God's name loudly, however, this dignity was also drowned by the roar of the beast. Bloody flames surged, and scorching steam violently filled every corner of the battlefield. When the warriors reacted, vicious embers of fire Spurting, breaking through the offensive in an instant, pierced through his shoulder!

The blood was evaporated before flowing out and solidified into a hideous scab. Faced with such a horrific injury, the warrior frowned slightly and brushed the wound with his left hand. Purifying water emerged, repairing the injury in an instant.

Although harmless, the warrior knows that he alone is not enough to defeat his opponent.

"He is worthy of being the enemy of human nature and one of the seven evils rejected by human history." Even though he was at a disadvantage, the handsome man still looked calm. He looked at the young girl in the red dress who was holding the illusory Holy Grail and baring her teeth at him. Secretly, Then contact the master.

"Master, haven't the Masters who accepted the invitation arrived yet?"

"Unfortunately, Lancer, your plan may have failed." A few hundred meters away, the blond elder sister rolled her eyes, sliding her fingertips on the virtual page, watching the light spots escaping like frightened birds, "I don't know what happened. What, but the encirclement formed by the Masters has been broken by itself, as if being chased by wild beasts, they all run faster than rabbits. "

"It's strange. With the personalities of these magicians, they shouldn't let go of the opportunity to reap profits." The handsome man couldn't hide his doubts. "In January, I don't think there are any hostile programs in the sea that can't be defeated... Even if you change your mind, you won't be able to win. It shouldn’t be so neat.”

"..."

"Dear lady, if possible, can you allow me to release the Noble Phantasm?"

"..."

"Huh?! Could it be that...Master!!!"

When the handsome man reacted, it was too late. In the barrier formed by many magic techniques, his master's eyes widened in despair, and the severe pain drowned him like a sea tide.

The mirror magic reflected the tragic situation of this woman - her heart, throat, hands and feet were pierced by sharp arrows, like hammered nails, nailing the Master in place, unable to move. Unable to speak.

I can only feel the passing of life bit by bit!

Who did it? How did he find me? Why didn't the barrier sound any alarm? !

He obviously got such a powerful servant...why did he die in such a place!

With no room to think anymore, the blonde woman's eyes dimmed, and she faced death in unwillingness and despair. The command spell on the back of her hand also dissipated. The moment the contract was broken, the man in the distance finally realized his regret.

"Really... It seems you still have accomplices." The eyes looking at Xiangshou were no longer peaceful, but filled with unyielding killing intent. It was obvious that his body had begun to collapse involuntarily, but the handsome man still stubbornly raised his hand The spear was pointed at the silent beast.

"But no matter what, you must die here today, not only because of hatred, but also because disasters like you should not appear in the world!"

"On the basis of my reputation as the leader of the Fiona Knights, I, Finn McCool, will personally kill the beast that subverts humanity!"

Telling the hero's determination, the mythical incarnation named Finn turned the spear, and the will of God attached to it, blooming with the divine light that conquered the devil: "Awaken, my spear!"

Thousands of flowing water emerged from the void. Reflecting the divine power left by the God of War, the noble spear glowed brightly and solemnly. Finally, the flowing water like a great river was gathered into a wisp of water at the tip of the spear. Under the man's loud shout, Hit out loud:

"A demonic strike that can slay even fallen gods. Feel this for yourself - Mac an Luin!"

The mighty torrent fell from the sky, and the hurricane blew up and messed up the young girl's hair. The beast holding the false Holy Grail showed a bored look, and behind her, tit-for-tat bloody flames appeared.

"Disaster comes across the sea, flames spread, laughter roars!"

Suppressing the discomfort that was like a ray on his back, Draco loudly called out for the power of the beast's calamity, and then the creeping beast shadow swam in the shadows, casting a contemptuous glance at the world. When he raised the tip of his claws slightly, Then a forbidden blood tide descended from the void!

"O Dragon of the Seven, become the remaining fingers! Embrace, melt, and eat them all - Rosa Sanguis!"

The blood-colored flames collided with the sea tide of God, splashing thousands of interlaced light spots, flying high into the sky and falling heavily, scattering blue and blood-colored rain. In the sudden collapse of the wailing ground, the fierce conflict of flames and waves Submerge the depths of the maze!

The roar that almost shattered the eardrums covered up the sound of the breaking wind. With the pain that penetrated his heart, Finn lowered his head in shock. The spiral arrow penetrated his chest, and then exploded, completely blowing up the man before the tsunami of destruction rolled back. Shattered, both body and soul were destroyed, and on the other side, Draco looked at the rushing waves with an expressionless face, sighing in his heart.

Is this the end of it...?

Holding up the false thing with his slender arms, the phantom-like cauldron of desire devoured the man's last counterattack, until the wave screamed, burned out by the bloody flames, and ceased to exist.

The dust dispersed, leaving only the thrilling red color on the devastated maze land. The young girl in a thin red dress slowly took back the illusory Holy Grail. After confirming that there was no one around, she finally let go of her stubbornness and took a small breath, her face visible to the naked eye. became pale.

Finn McCool's hostility was certainly true, but how could Draco be a real beast?

At best, it's just a reflection of the beast, a little red dragon inhabiting the shadow of the contractor.

If the enemy's spirit had not suddenly collapsed at the last moment and his strength had plummeted, Draco would not have been able to easily take over his precious phantom that symbolized purification. What puzzled the little red dragon even more was that she clearly sensed Fen's power. En had already begun to prepare the next blow, but at the last moment he suddenly lost his breath.

And the ‘accomplice’ he calls...

How is this going?

The weak Draco was lost in thought, but did not notice that there were sights of moon spirits all over the battlefield, and that an enemy program whose strength far exceeded the level of Ichinozuki Sokai was gradually taking shape. A few hundred meters away, Shuo Yue lowered her crown bow. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the red figure hurriedly approaching, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

why is it you again……

"Nero Claudius?"

I should have raised the long bow without thinking, I should have aimed the arrow at the spiritual core without hesitation...

However, when that face came into view, the young man's body stiffened. He quietly watched the girl break through his blockade, past the countless followers and dead masters that had dissipated, and headed towards the maze. Go to the depths.

After a while, he let out an uneasy sigh.

"You two troublesome majesties... don't make things difficult for me."