My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

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

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

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

The world has suffered from New Moon for a long time. If it dies now, it will die. If it carries out a major plan, it will die. If you wait to die, are there any kings, princes, generals, or ministers?

Something seems to be wrong... Never mind. Even the masters didn't expect that their fear of Shuoyue would become the key to their cooperation. However, with this aggressive feeling, they set up a trap at the door of Shuoyue's room. Then they were ready to rush in and kill the two big demons when the door of the room opened.

Just wait and wait... Wait until the passion cools down and the magician's reason returns to the high ground; wait until the moonlight in the sky dims, and even doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

Finally, someone made a hindsight.

"I say, let's stop here today."

The sound of beeping came from the master's terminal. The masters first looked at the person at the front of the battle line, and then looked down to check the messages he sent.

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

【There is no need to waste time here, and what if Shuoyue has a transfer tool and can go directly to Yuexiang Sea? Wouldn't it be a joke for us to stay here? 】

【If we have time to waste here, we might as well go to the fully open Yuexiang Sea, or go back to prepare for the competition. Let's gather together tomorrow. When Shuoyue's time in his room is used up, he will naturally appear! 】

Powerful fortresses are broken from the inside, not to mention that the masters themselves are enemies, and they are only forcibly twisted together because of a greater threat.

Just looking at this guy who is singing bad news, the masters can't help but think of his passionate words before the plan was implemented.

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

"You can't beat them alone, gentlemen, this is an indisputable fact."

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

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

...

It was obviously him who shouted the loudest and rushed to the front at the beginning, but he was also the first to say he gave up.

It's really ugly.

Some people laughed sarcastically, not knowing whether it was because of the rational person or because of their own irrationality. But with this speech as the starting point, some Masters turned around and left this damn circus troupe, and soon, the relatively dense team became sparse.

A farce that started and ended on its own just ended like this - if Shuoyue didn't show up.

But the rationalist was right about one thing, that is, Shuoyue would never agree to stay in his room and hide from the storm.

A new storm has appeared, how can he stand still?

Just imagining the battle with heroes and heroes, he was excited and almost crazy, okay?

So, the door of his room opened - at a time when the morale of the expedition team was scattered and the ambush system was vacant.

"Fight, open it?"

The commotion, the crowd that was getting smaller and smaller fell into stagnation, and someone looked at the figure that slowly walked out and asked dully.

"Shuoyue actually came out?!"

The rich smell of alcohol rushed straight into the nose, making people's minds stagnate, but what followed was courage and recklessness that was ten times or a hundred times better than usual.

The high points made them lose their minds, and they ignored the fact that most of their allies had already left, and gave orders to their servants:

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Before the words fell to the ground and shattered, a 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.

The golden flames burned from the young man's eyes, the red robes danced like endless flames, the iron light was like a tide, sweeping and spreading, 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 magics condensed, and the highest-ranking fantasy incarnation stepped on the cold earth and slowly moved forward.

"Come on--"

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 and roaring. The long whip lit up with lightning and lashed at Shuoyue's head.

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

Swish!

The head fell to the ground.

"Heh... just a third-rate one."

The liberated general Moye stretched out his wings and moaned heartily in the dripping blood. However, its master had already turned his eyes away and faced the three rushing servants, using both arms to vibrate the sword!

The sharp scream of steel resounded through the sky. I don't know what method the enemy used. Shuo Yue only felt numbness in his wrists. The two knives came out involuntarily, flew high and inserted into the ceiling.

"He lost his weapon!" shouted a voice, and a master was ecstatic, "Well done Saber, kill him quickly!"

But the next moment, his servant's eyes popped out, and blood spurted out from his mouth like a tomato being squeezed. His whole body flew out sideways, messing up the master's short hair, and turned into meteorites and embedded heavily in the wall, making no sound anymore. .

It was not until then that a deafening roar exploded in everyone's ears. The young man in red robe maintained a bowing posture, his arms as hard as steel were raised, and curls of white smoke rose from the outward part. At his feet, bloody pieces of armor fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Guwu·Baji·Tieshankou!

With just one blow, the heavily armored swordsman was completely destroyed!

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

The young man who was exposed to the sword raised his right hand, and the cursed light burst out along with the steel, condensing into the outline of a spear - the two spears that tore through the wind and moon for thousands of years, and penetrated the knight's tragic fate. Emerge here.

As he waved, red and yellow light flashed across the scrolls in the corridor. Amid the malice of the curse, the followers were afraid to retreat, and their movements suddenly stagnated, because Shuo Yue had already stepped forward and was coming towards them!

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

In a moment of trance, the servant at the front instinctively put up a round shield, but when he saw Shuo Yue passing by, he threw himself directly behind him, and his heart suddenly went cold: "Assassin!"

The fourth servant who was hiding behind the other servants suffered the dragon's roar head-on, and a dull pain filled her consciousness. By the time she realized what she was doing, the handsome and solemn face was already close at hand.

Underfoot, the floor with reinforced defenses collapsed. As the figure of the Dragon God stepped forward, the assassin gritted his teeth, tried hard to find the bloody courage in his heart, and pulled out the dagger that could kill with one strike!

The spear of the scarlet rose thundered.

Pierce out!

The fragments of the dagger flew like cherry blossoms, revealing the girl's beautiful body from the black cloak. It was obviously so beautiful and graceful, but the destined death had torn her abdomen, penetrating it like lightning.

In an instant, the beauty turned into bones.

"Assassin! Wuwuwu..." The master's collapsed cry 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.

die!

A brief gap flashed by. When the hidden killer was stabbed to death by Shuo Yue in one round, the leading servant finally got rid of the dragon's shock. He roared, raised the ancient sword in his hand, and pointed at Shuo Yue's back. Cut down.

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

At that moment, the red robe turned its back to him, grinned at him, and showed a bright smile.

Immediately afterwards, two Rose Spears were inserted upside down on the ground. The young man took hold of the Dragon Slayer's magic sword and slashed it towards his neck.

The ancient sword was raised, blocking Shuo Yue's quick attack, but as the cyan jade at the bottom of the magic sword twisted, the true ether clung to the sword in the blink of an eye, and flew out like an arrow as the young man swung his arm!

The skills he has honed so far saved the life of the leading follower. The ancient sword swayed away the sword energy. He couldn't help but take a step back. Then, he heard the roar of the entire building - the onlookers clearly saw Shuo Yue stepping on his feet. Shattering the ground, flying out like a bullet, the demon sword Balmonger roared, engulfed deeply into the enemy's chest, and penetrated from the back.

Baji·shock the feet!

The leading servant instinctively turned around, wanting to catch this damn enemy and die together, but instead saw the young man raising his hand without looking back, punching him back to the Throne of Heroes.

Settle the account.

As the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the bodies of the three servants fell to the ground and disappeared at the feet of the last servant.

"That's it?"

As if she had woken up from the excitement of the fight, Shuo Yue looked at the servant who was holding the spear tightly and could not hide his fear in confusion, as if she was even more unbelievable than him: "Is there nothing else?"

As he spoke, the outline of the beast appeared in the shadow of the dark side of the world. He opened his eyes and cast a distant and contemptuous glance at the stupid world.

Beast Transformation·EX, passively triggered.

The last surviving servant froze on the spot. He was an insignificant figure in the history of mankind. He was qualified to be a soldier captain because he participated in major battles. Even so, he believed that he had followed the king and experienced hell that ordinary people could not imagine. Such a battle.

But tonight, here, in just a few minutes of fighting, his usual reserve and confidence were shattered.

The battle with this young man made him involuntarily recall the time when he used weapons to kill his compatriots in Constantinople, until his eyes were scarlet and his stomach twitched - that suffocating, nightmare-like experience, which still haunts him to this day. Chasing his soul across the land.

And now, it's catching up, and it's grinning ferociously in front of you!

It was not that he had returned to the meat grinding ground where hundreds of thousands of people were biting and devouring him, but the one who gave him the same fear was clearly... only one person.

Just like him, he only has one head, two hands, and two feet, and will die if his head is cut off!

But why did I not 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, for some reason, Shuoyue felt an indescribable disappointment.

He lowered his eyes and sighed in disappointment.

"I overestimated you..."

The magic sword with a cruel outline outlined by blood slowly raised up.

In this dim corridor, this tragic killing, with the crisp sound of the sword blade slashing and the flesh and bones being torn apart, together with the last servant and the master who lost the servant, ushered in the final 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 also covered his mouth and retreated desperately, and Shuoyue did not chase him, but just slowly dealt with the battlefield, and then turned and walked into his room.

When he came out again, the sharp sound of the chair dragging on the floor resounded throughout the corridor, and finally sank into the pool of blood, no longer piercing.

It was just low.

It was like the ending of the first movement, and like the prelude of a new movement.

Under the surveillance of the familiars and the awakened masters, the lonely and ferocious killer pulled a chair and sat in the middle of the corridor.

He lowered his head and stared quietly at 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... don't know how to live or die... idiots who want my head."

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

"I'm here, waiting for you."

What was frozen in the surveillance screen was the young man trampling on the remains, surrounded by double knives, double guns and magic swords, like a king, trampling on the corpses.

He sat there.

Like a king ascending the throne.

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

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

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

"I seem to be late?" The red robe embroidered with a golden dragon rose without wind, and the martial artist asked calmly with his hands behind his back.

"It doesn't matter." Shuoyue raised the corners of his mouth from the bottom of his heart, stood up, and clasped his hands.

"I'm waiting for you."

The next moment, he looked up and saw the crazy smiles of each other in the eyes of the red-haired martial artist.

It's already so... can't wait!