My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Let's tell an ancient story that disappeared at the beginning of the human era.

In the past Age of Gods, the sky, the earth and the underworld were all on the same woven scroll, and in the basin formed between the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, the flourishing ancient Babylonian civilization and the capricious Sumerian gods jointly wrote the magnificent legends and epics of the divine era.

The Sumerian gods who were in charge of this fertile land were too willful, and the heroes born from this Garden of Eden in West Asia were too brilliant. Fragile people followed their will and knelt before their great power, but whenever they looked up at this sky and this land, they forgot who they belonged to and where they would eventually return.

Death is the end that all life cannot escape, and it is a destiny that will eventually arrive no matter what.

Unlike the future that we are accustomed to, death under the rule of gods does not mean that the soul returns to heaven and earth. People accept the gifts of the world to grow, and finally return to heaven and earth - such a romantic thing does not exist in the Age of Gods.

People are born to be ruled by gods, and are destined to be deprived of freedom after death, and their souls are also used by gods.

In the sky, there are gods and the arrogant mistress of heaven; on the earth, there are heroes, the wedge of heaven connecting people and gods, and the lock of heaven that follows closely. The sky and the earth are connected to form a bright and beautiful stage, which can accommodate any vitality, struggle, farewell and betrayal - but when the activity period of the container comes to an end, the soul that has lost its carrier will eventually return to its quiet origin.

The underworld, which exists underground in the underground, is an ancient, desolate, and empty place of the end. The river of souls originates from here, flows silently across the earth, flows across the sky, and finally returns to the starting point. Until the end of the Age of Gods and the demise of the underworld, this circulation system that exists behind the stage, along with the goddess who does not know what the surface and freedom are, calmly embraces the end.

Yes, goddess -

Even in the ancient, desolate, and empty underworld, there are gods who control it. That is the god of the underworld in Sumerian mythology, who can freely control the cage that looks like a gun, sometimes piercing the enemy, sometimes imprisoning the soul, and sometimes sending lightning. The terrible ruler of the underworld.

In charge of the growth and corruption of plants, commanding snakes and dragons, and can freely control the underworld messenger Garula.

The mother goddess of fear who represents the death of mankind.

In the ancient past, this god silently imprisoned herself at the bottom of the underworld, managing tens of thousands of souls, stubbornly guarding her territory, and never stepped out of the underworld until her death.

Is she enjoying the silence of the underworld? Or is she unbearable for the barbarity of this place? But in the loneliness that is so long that even time is about to be consumed, this god may have become numb. Sometimes, she even thinks so.

If there could be eternal peace, perhaps, it would be nice...

And today, just when she had this thought for the umpteenth time, the peace of the underworld was broken.

Boom——

It was just a distant roar, which was no different from snapping fingers as the medium was constantly weakening, but when it fell into the ears of the goddess of the underworld, it was no less than a thunderclap.

The brilliant golden hair rose up, like a flowing golden waterfall, becoming the only bright color in the dark underworld. The goddess was disturbed in numbness, and then looked into the distance.

"..."Her eyes widened slightly.

It was a faint blue, indescribable flame flower.

Even if it was nothingness, even if it was more ephemeral than a night-blooming flower, it was still a flower.

It was a beautiful creation that only existed on the earth and could never be brought to the underworld.

Once you saw it, you could never move your eyes away.

Then, without even thinking, the mistress of the underworld floated up and flew towards the direction of the blooming flowers.

——Unfortunately, she is not the goddess of fate. If she had the power to see through fate, she would have carefully considered and made the right choice before the goddess's impulse.

In any case, from the moment she took a step in that direction, the fate of the mistress of the earth was inevitably reversed.

If you want to ask the reason, it is because the magician who symbolizes miracles, the young man who is more reckless than gods and more fearless than heroes - the initiator of the turmoil in the underworld, is wielding a great sword burning with spiritual fire, enjoying the happiness brought by the new treasure.

"Flame, burn it!"

Let the creativity control the flame of the valley, turning it into a fire lotus, a whirlpool, and a blade burning on the blade.

Then, tyrannically impose judgment!

The blue spirit fire danced, spreading to all parts of the underworld like a tsunami. They were endless, burning souls, and making the monsters surrounding Shuoyue, the underworld creatures called "Garulla Spirits", howl in pain.

The huge integrated Garula Spirit had already been chopped into pieces by Shuoyue's long sword. The weak Garula Spirits did not die because of the blessing of the underworld. However, this blessing made them suffer the pain of being unable to live or die.

The Flame of the Valley possessed by the original old man in the mountain will only disappear if the baptized person receives the correct destiny!

"Here--Judgment!"

The long sword swept across, and the huge and beautiful blue firebird flew out with a hiss, and hit the panicked Garula Spirit again. This was not to kill them all. Shuoyue's original intention was just to scare these spirits and then interrogate the information of this place. However, before the firebird stopped, it was grabbed by the suddenly condensed scarlet bone hand and exerted great power.

Crack!

The firebirds screamed, the spiritual flames shattered, and rain fell like stars in the deep underworld. The false smile on Shuo Yue's face faded slightly. He stared at the dozens of meters tall skeleton giant that was condensed in an instant, and then glanced at the Garula spirits behind him who were blocked by it intentionally or unintentionally. His eyes were flowing. Platinum brilliance.

"Although the appearance is similar, the way of existence is completely different. Hmm, so it's not that the younger one comes and the older one comes, but the real manager comes on the stage..."

As we all know, the human body is composed of an internal skeleton and external flesh and blood.

The skeleton giant in front of him is completely the opposite. The white skeleton is like a cage, imprisoning the flowing blood and flesh, giving people a strong sense of foreign body and discomfort, and more subtly, the giant's chest What's underneath is not a human body, but a knotted skull and the red substance that stitches these bones together. At the same time, a pure white wedding dress is draped behind its head.

"She is simply a monster bride, with bad taste." Shuo Yue said this, spitting out icy mist from his mouth. Unknowingly, the temperature around him had approached minus 100 degrees, making it almost impossible for humans to survive. space.

If the creatures on the earth were allowed to come here, just this deadly environment would be enough to make people despair.

But Shuo Yue is different. With the transformation of the third method and dragon species, his physique has gradually... no, has become inhuman, and is even moving closer to the direction of Yali Baizhong.

Even so, it was difficult to conceal the young man's unhappiness at this time.

"No, I feel disappointed just looking at this thing, so why did the old man arrange such a troublesome thing for me? I was born in a place where birds don't shit at the beginning. First, I was attacked by a lot of spirits. Attack, and then you run into a Boss-level monster...Why is this sense of déjà vu so intense? So you also play with the old headband?"

Shuo Yue scratched his head a little irritably. At this moment, Shuo Yue didn't realize where he was, and he was just complaining about the hardcore and unreasonable nature of this time travel. Then, before the monster bride raised her arms and took the initiative—

"Okay, it's decided. Let's throw out the original plan and start Plan B!"

The young man let out a cry of self-destruction. Along with the sudden increase in magical power, the disguise of his small body was torn off, and replaced by a violent aura that would scare even the gods, like the weight of a huge force:

"Refuse to be humble, refuse to restrain strength, just throw stones to ask for directions, or scare off the snake, in short, first go all out to destroy this damn place, and then use the Hell Sickle Dust Saw to dig upward!"

"I don't believe it. I can't find a familiar place yet!"

"...!!" Which of the young man's remarks were you offended by? The monster bride opened her mouth and let out a scream that was beyond the human range. She held a huge light gun in her hand, raised the stone pillar on the ground with the tail of the gun, poured magic power into it, and threw it at the young man like a mortar bomb.

The sword light from the Divine Realm fell down, splitting the stone pillar in half from top to bottom. The blue spiritual fire licked the cannonball containing magic power, completely burning it before it exploded. It passed by the young man. A huge pillar of fire was lit behind him.

The faint blue flames lit up Shuo Yue's black robe. The white bone mask looked cold and majestic at this moment. Facing the skeleton monster that was so huge that it made people lose their fighting spirit, the young man put up the rusty and rusty mask given by the old man in the mountain. long sword.

——The wind from the deep valley quickly filled the entire battlefield.

Under the rainbow-blue light that freezes thoughts, all intelligent beings should feel that their destiny has been sent down.

"Listen, the evening bell is pointing to your name..."

【Death to the Angel】

Grade: C

Type: Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm

Azrael.

The sparse and ordinary sword is soaked in the belief that the user has been wielding it for a lifetime.

It is said that since this character is always walking in the realm of Rivendell, all attacks with his sword will have an instant death effect. Although the probability is very low, no matter how powerful the enemy is, there is a danger of immediate death.

People in the valley have long been accustomed to death.

——This is the last ability possessed by the special Noble Phantasm, Evening Bell Mask.

The sword that Shuo Yue is holding at this moment is the original old man in the mountain. Now he is wielding the legendary thing that is still a legendary thing in the form of the crown of the concept, and the liberation language he chants is exactly what Wang Hassan quoted. The proud Noble Phantasm that can instantly kill the enemy!

The Monster Bride must be very confused, because she only appeared on the scene for less than a few minutes and had time to launch a tentative attack. What greeted her was the liberation of her true name by the young man without hesitation.

Under the big sword of the old man in the mountain, even if they are as powerful as a beast, they must kneel down respectfully and accept their destiny!

"Sue Death Feather, hand over your head!"

The stone pillars stood up one after another, and exploded one after another under the urging of the Monster Bride. The intense firelight and the dark spiritual fire intertwined, interweaving a magnificent picture like smoke, but at this moment, the Monster Bride had no time to appreciate it. She suppressed Due to the anxiety in his heart, he even used the authority of Hades to look for the missing young man.

Where, where... where? !

A bad premonition suddenly passed through her heart, and the authority of the underworld issued a warning at the same time. At some point, the enemy who broke into the underworld appeared behind her, with the long sword in her hand burning, and even she could not hide the trembling spirit. flame!

The heavy body had no time to defend itself. The young man who inherited the power of the Grand Assassin used a greatsword to cut the body of the guardian of the underworld on the first day of arriving at the singularity.

"Azrael!"

Amidst the screams, the head of the Monster Bride was split in two. The rusty greatsword went straight down, cutting the skeleton with great force and burning the flesh and blood. Before the dying struggle counterattack came, the young man crashed into the chest of the Monster Bride with the sword.

Then, the bell rang!

Dong——!

There was a faint holy light falling from the top of the underworld, along with the flying white petals. The Monster Bride opened her mouth wide and looked up at the sacred sky, then slowly dissipated. At the core of her chest, two figures knocked away the burning skeleton, showing a posture of entanglement with each other, and fell to the ground.

There was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. With his knees pressed against the chest of the enemy pulled out of the monster bride, Shuoyue, who held his (her) neck with a long sword, looked up in surprise. As the dust cleared and the spiritual fire dissipated, the young man could see the petite and delicate body under him——

The long hair fell like a golden waterfall, bound by a black crown. The girl wore a skull pendant and a golden and red cloak. The black and gold corset outlined her slightly barren chest, which was even more embarrassed by Shuoyue's knees. But the pair of bare and slender legs made up for the shortcomings very well. Even the asymmetrical black stockings and the leg rings on the jade feet looked so lovable.

"This familiar look, you are...!" Shuoyue was stunned for a while, not only because of the surprise brought by the girl herself, but also because this familiar dress made him recall the dusty memories.

There is a person, there is a goddess, she lives in such a desolate and cold place, the mission of the gods makes her confine herself to the uninhabited underworld, and it is precisely because of this sense of responsibility and this stubborn persistence that she highlights her unique charm.

——Of course, the premise of this beauty is that this girl is willing to show you everything about her.

Otherwise, the only thing that will greet the frivolous person is the goddess's endless anger.

"Wait, I...!" Seeing the girl's red eyes gradually turn from panic and helplessness to anger and shame, Shuoyue subconsciously raised his hand, "Aile..."

"The red thunder of the underworld!"

The crackling red lightning shuttle, accompanied by the anger of the mistress of the earth, was thrown out and pierced through the body of the young man in the blink of an eye. When the goddess who controls the underworld exerts her true power, even the third magician who is self-confident and brave will be defeated here.

Just like Shirou Emiya, who has opened his infinite sword, is almost invincible in his own inherent barrier - the price the goddess of the underworld has paid for watching over the underworld for a thousand years is the absolute control over the underworld.

Any god here will be deprived of his divinity, and any human who arrives will be stripped of his soul.

This absolute iron law from the Age of Gods is now all on Shuoyue!

"You dared to peek at my true face, destroy my disguise, and even defile my divine body..." The roaring red thunder drowned out the young man's words, but clearly conveyed the goddess's whisper of shame and anger, "You're dead!"

Staring at the young man wearing a white bone mask and sealed by the thunder gun, the noble-dressed girl was trembling all over. She was so angry that she even forgot her manners and just kept talking like a cannon, as if this could cover up her shyness:

"I will imprison you in a gun cage and then throw you into the abyss underground! You will be tortured for eternity so that you will remember my name, Ereshkigal!"

Wow, I'm really scared... Shuoyue complained in her heart, but she was very sensible and didn't say it out loud. She just stared with dead fish eyes and let Ereshkigal shake the gun cage and imprison him in the cage, and then set up countless red thunder nearby, and then clapped her hands, wrinkled her little nose and snorted, and left with satisfaction.

Until her figure disappeared, Shuoyue shook off several lightning guns that had long been ineffective, and leaned leisurely in the gun cage, muttering:

"It is said that I will be thrown into the abyss underground, but this is the underworld, right? And the so-called eternal torture is just confinement? Ailei, you are really gentle, I am crying..."

Shuoyue closed her eyes and didn't care about the situation of being captured at the moment, and took a quick rest.

Just under the cover of the white bone mask, the platinum light of the third law flowed quietly, contacted with the energy traveling in the underworld, and quietly analyzed the laws of this place.

The aftermath of the battle dissipated, and the underworld returned to its usual tranquility. Even if there was a fierce battle, this memory was only known to the goddess of the underworld, the travelers from other worlds, and time itself.

It's just that in the record of the destiny atlas, someone must write it down-

This is Uruk, an insignificant day in Mesopotamia.

At a time unknown to everyone, travelers from another world arrived at the ancient underworld.